Jaded Hearts
Chapter 56

Matt

I left Xander’s office after finishing a long, drawn-out conference call with a large new client and went looking for Taylor to see what she was doing.

Tesoro, are you still napping?

No. I skipped the nap.

Oh, okay. Well, where are you?

In your office.

I’m on the way.

What was she doing in there? She should have been resting, not working. We would have to have a talk about her taking it easy. Her body had fully recovered from the baby, but she was still short on sleep. We both were.

When I walked in and saw her, my jaw dropped, and all thoughts of fatigue disappeared.

She had remembered, down to the very last detail.

There she was, leaning back against my desk, in her long black pencil skirt and six-inch heels. She was wearing a sleeveless white button-up shirt that was unbuttoned about halfway down, showing her lacy black bra underneath.

Her hair was up in a bun with a pencil sticking out of it, and she had found some sexy black-rimmed glasses that made her eyes pop.

This was my ultimate fantasy come to life.

There was a large whiteboard behind her with “Anatomy 101” written across it. That got my attention.

“Where did the whiteboard come from? Please tell me you didn’t bring that up here by yourself!”

She rolled her eyes and momentarily broke character.

“I borrowed it from the conference room downstairs, and Alexi somehow got it up here for me. Now focus!”

Okay, I was back. “Yes, Mrs. Adams.”

“It’s Ms. I’m not married; well, not yet. But you can just call me ma’am.”

She smiled and ran her tongue along her teeth before biting her bottom l*p. Damn, she was so sexy.

“Yes, Ma’am.”

“Have a seat, Mr. Stone. We have a lot to discuss.”

I lowered myself down into one of my visitors’ chairs and waited for her next move. She walked over and stood in front of me, placing her hands on her curvy h**s.

“You are my absolute favorite student, and I want to be 100% sure you pass your final exam. I’m willing to offer you private tutoring to make that happen. Would you like that?”

“Yes, Ma’am.”

“Good. This is very extensive and hands-on tutoring. By the time we’re done, you’ll know every single part of the female anatomy even more than you already do, if that’s even possible.”

“I doubt it is, but I’m more than willing to try.”

“We’ll use all of your senses, so you’ll have a thorough understanding. Let’s start with sight.”

She slowly unbuttoned her top the rest of the way, then pushed it back off her shoulders, letting it fall to the ground.

I tried to maintain eye contact with her, but as soon as her shirt was gone, my eyes dropped to the bra and the supple flesh inside.

Next was the skirt. She reached behind her back and slowly unzipped it, letting it join the puddle of cloth on the floor by her feet.

My eyes traveled down over her stomach to her h**s and below.

I hadn’t even known that the black garter belt, thong, and thigh-high stockings were underneath, but I was so, so happy they were.

“Oh my god …” I whispered, looking at how incredible she looked before me.

“This is the female body. Notice the smooth dips and curves here, here, and here,” she said while running her hand over her neck to her breasts and down her stomach, stopping right between her perfect legs.

She then turned her back to me and looked over her shoulder before settling herself in my lap.

“I want you to see every square inch up close, Mr. Stone. It’s imperative for your education.”

I wanted so badly to reach up and touch her, but I didn’t, not yet. I just watched as she rubbed her hands all over her flawless skin and ground her a*s into my crotch.

“Now, it’s time for touch.”

She didn’t have to tell me twice. My hands were instantly on her h**s and trailing their way to her thick thighs and the warm silky pleasure palace at their center.

I then stood up and placed her on her feet before me.

“Those curves, where were they exactly?”

I placed my hand on her neck, then followed the line hers had previously traveled until I reached her panties. My fingers had become skilled at getting what they wanted, and in no time, they were under the thin fabric and inside her silky folds.

“It feels very wet and so tight in here, ma’am.”

“That’s because your fingers are so good.”

The feeling of her sucking my fingers deeper with every flick of my wrist was heaven. I was ready for the second part of the feeling lesson. So ready it was becoming painful.

“I can smell you. You smell so delicious. How about we move to taste now?”

“Mmmhmm. Taste is good.”

“Place your hands on your desk and spread your legs.”

When she was in position, I placed my hands on her h**s and leaned over her body, kissing, licking, and sucking my way across her shoulders, over her back, and down to her deliciously round a*s. Her skin was so warm and soft. No words in the world could describe the feeling of her under my fingers and against my lips.

The thong she was wearing was tied on with a large silky bow on both h**s. I pulled the strings and watched as the bows came undone before I removed the fabric, leaving her standing exposed before my eyes. Her vanilla and cinnamon scent filled my nostrils, making my mouth water and my d**k throb.

My tongue darted out and smoothly invaded her p***y. The sweet and savory nectar within was like a drug to me, and I needed more. I sharply pulled her closer to me, to the point where my face was completely buried in her s*x. The soft growls and m***s that escaped her lips only made me increase my tempo and intensity.

“You don’t seem to have a problem with taste. You are very, very gifted,” she stated, out of breath.

I just m****d a reply. I was too focused on the task before me; there was no time to talk. When my tongue flicked down and teased her clit, I felt her thighs clench, and she shot forward on the desk, breaking contact.

“Stand still, Ms. Adams; otherwise, you’ll ruin the lesson.”

It had been four long weeks since I’d tasted her like this, and I was determined to have my fill before I let her go. I gently pushed her all the way against the desk; she couldn’t move even if she wanted to. Once I had her legs where I needed them, my lips wrapped around her clit, and I began sucking and flicking my tongue, making Taylor lose her mind.

It didn’t take more than a few minutes before I got what I was after, and I heard her scream out as she came. I licked up every single drop like it was my last. I then stood up and quickly stripped off my clothes.

“I think we need to revisit the sense of touch. I need a little more hands-on activity to fully comprehend all the ins and outs.”

Upon saying that, I bent my knees and smoothly entered her from behind. The feeling of being inside her again was almost enough to make me c*m immediately. She’d just had our child a week ago, but she was still just as tight as the very first time.

“f**k!”

“That’s it, Ms. Adams. Let me hear you, baby.”

As much as I wanted to unleash all the pent-up l**t and longing that had built up over the past month, I decided to take it slow. I’d missed being with her like this; I wouldn’t rush it. I lifted her chest from the desk and wrapped my arms around her as I kissed her neck and the side of her face.

The teacher/student fantasy was momentarily gone. This was just a man making love to the woman who consumed his thoughts and owned his heart. “I love you so much, tesoro.”

She turned her face and wrapped her hand behind my head, pulling me down into a breathless k**s. When she pulled away, she smiled at me and said, “And I love you too. But go faster. Now.”

“Yes, ma’am.”

I took a firm grip on her h**s and held them tight as I gave her what she wanted and quickened my thrusts. She took a sharp inhale of breath, then proceeded to mumble incoherent babble; I knew I was hitting her in her most sensitive spot.

So, I went harder, pulling her backwards to meet each forward movement of my h**s. If it were possible, she became even tighter and grasped on to my d**k as it glided along her walls. She fit me like a glove, and it made my head spin. She felt so f*****g good.

At this pace, there was no way I would hold out for long, but she was going to c*m before I did. I lifted her left leg and bent the knee, placing it on the desk before us.

When I rammed into her in that position, she screamed so loud I was sure the entire house heard her. But I didn’t care. I continued with my powerful, frenzied thrusts with her o****m as my only goal.

“I need you to c*m for me, baby. I want to hear it and feel it.”

She frantically nodded her head as more babble spilled from her mouth. Her legs began to tremble, and her p***y was squeezing me tighter than it ever had before.

I was afraid I was about to lose this battle, but right before I lost all control, I bit down on her mark, pushing her over the edge and into a crushing release. As she screamed and spasmed, I exploded inside her velvety depths, releasing what felt like loads of my seed.

The climax was so intense it caused a massive cramp in my stomach that made my knees weak. I had to hold myself up on the desk to keep from falling onto her tiny body below me.

“f**k, f**k, s**t!”

It took a few seconds for me to catch my breath enough to move to the chair and throw myself down.

Taylor was still splayed across my desk, the muscles in her legs still twitching and firing.

“I have never f****d a cramp into my stomach before. It feels like I just did a thousand crunches,” I said as I rubbed my hand over my ridiculously sore muscles.

She finally looked up over her shoulder at me, then slid off the desk. When she crouched down between my legs and ran her tongue along the valley between my abs, all thoughts of pain and discomfort flew out the window.

“I’m so sorry, baby. Let’s see if I can k**s it and make it all better.”

Her mouth closed over my still-hard d**k, making my muscles tense up all over again. When she slid me to the back of her throat, my eyes rolled back, and I lost all sense. I’d cramp up for the rest of my life if this was how she made it all better.

Nothing in the world could be better than this.