Teach Me (The Gentlemen's Club)
Teach Me (The Gentlemen’s Club) Chapter 25

Sinclair

“Nicholas,” she murmured, her voice raspy. Sinclair had felt him join her in bed around five in the morning. Without saying anything, she rolled to his side, welcoming him, promptly falling back to sleep clinging to his hard body. “Where are we going?”

“I have prepared a bath for us, sweet.” He answered while he carried her to a marbled tub filled with bubbles and rose petals. Sinking in the warm water with her in his arms, she sighed. The tension and worry from yesterday slipping away.

“This is a good way to wake up,” her face nuzzling his hard naked chest, letting him tend to her. He washed her body slowly. Almost reverently. She tried to reciprocate but he only pulled her astride of him, her thighs around his h**s.

After a moment, she gazed up at him. He kissed her in response.

“I want to spend the day with you.” He began gliding his warm and slightly calloused hands to her shoulder down to her back, cupping her asscheeks, urging her closer until his e******n nudged her belly. There was something in his eyes that made her catch her breath. Over the times they explored each other’s bodies, she knew and felt if his desire for her was taking over. This morning, it was much more.

Nicholas was at the end of his control. His touches were more possessive, no longer explorative. He knew all of her pleasure zones and he was claiming her. Though his hands were nowhere forceful nor unwelcome, his caresses were bordering on desperation.

What had provoked him?

She tried to form a coherent thought, to halt his caresses, to find out what’s going on. She wanted to tell him she was not going anywhere. “Nick, baby,” Trying to take a deep breath to gather her wits, she averted her face, she m****d instead at the feel of his hands on her slick breasts. “Tell me. What’s wrong?”

“Nothing.” He licked her throat. “I want to make you mine.” Pausing, he looked up, waiting for her to respond. She frowned mentally. He didn’t need to ask permission. She had always belonged to him. “Words, sweet.” He cupped her jaw, holding her face close to him.

“Yes. I am yours.” Nicholas kissed her hard, making her whimper. His tongue explored her mouth thoroughly liked he had been starving for her. Sucking her tongue, sweeping every crevice, biting and nibbling her lips.

She had a feeling she was going to feel him deep inside her soon. Her p***y clenched from her imagination. After some time, needing to breathe, their lips parted, and without so much as a warning, he carried her to the shower to rinse them both from the scented bubbles covering their bodies.

Under the rain of the shower, he made her cum with his fingers playing on her p***y, his lips on her neck sucking harshly, leaving his mark. “One.” He murmured while she m****d his name.

They separated briefly, giving her time to catch her breath, he patted her dry with warm towels before carrying her back to their bed.

His gaze sweeping every inch of her body, he m****d. Leaning down to make it easier for him to reach her swollen lips, his tongue sweeping along her lower l*p once more. Sucking her wet hot appendage into his mouth he sipped just the tip of it before pulling back to look deeply into her eyes when Sinclair g*****d for him. “There is no going back after this,” he whispered, his hands sliding from her elbows to grip her waist; he pulled her body closer, his c**k nestling against her pulsing and needy p***y. “No going back.” he reiterated, but then he lowered his head to press his mouth to hers once more.

She inhaled sharply at the first brush of his lips against hers and m****d deeply. His hard chest touched her breasts and she arched her back seeking more. He moved slightly, his dark brown eyes settled on her body. Teasingly her trembling hand lowered to her mound, skimming her hard light brown nipple, she licked her lips, then m****d. Her p***y creamed with need; her hungry eyes locked with Nicholas’s then drift down to see his c**k rock-hard, the thick bulbous tip dripping with clear precum. She smiled.

“You are playing with fire, sweet.” He warned her. Her lips widened. Pleased he was so affected by her.

Thrusting her h**s up, she m****d again. “I need you, baby.” She implored.

His c**k twitched. “Sinclair, you have to be absolutely sure. I will never let you go after this.”

Her heart was beating a bit faster. “I’m okay with that.” In her opinion, they had waited long enough. Oral s*x doesn’t cut it anymore. She wanted him deep inside her.

“Don’t move, Sinclair.” He ordered, his jaw ticking. Grabbing her wrist, he pulled her arms up on either side of her head, their fingers intertwined, he leaned down and nipped her earlobe, his hot breath making her shiver. “You are mine. Forever.” She m****d and nodded.

He smiled tightly, bent his face, taking her bared nipple into his mouth, sucking forcefully. She gasped. He g*****d against the fullness of her breast, then circled the nipple with his tongue to make her m**n for him. His hand pressed flatly against her stomach, kneading, leaving goosebumps from his knowing touch. “You taste so sweet.” He purred tenderly as his left hand slid along her quivering belly towards her moist netherlips. He sucked her nipple deeper into his mouth before biting down on it a bit roughly.

She gasped, arching against his hand when he pressed firmly over her throbbing nub. “Nick, please.”

“Please what, sweetheart?” He asked, his tongue circling her pebbled nipple slowly before sucking anew.

Her p***y pulsed from his deep husky voice, the inner walls clenching, and she creamed some more. “I need to cum,” she cried out, her hands burying themselves in his hair, holding unto him in desperation. “Please make me cum. I want to cum for you so badly!” She pleaded, her h**s thrusting against his hand between her legs.

His mouth released her nipple, he chuckled. He rose to his full height, gripped her right knee in his rough hand before he yanked her lower body until she slid on the silk sheets, her legs hanging over the side of the bed. She gasped in surprise. In his zone, he kneeled before her spread limbs and leaned forward to skim his rough hands along the outside of both of her thighs. He smirked so sexily, hearing deep breaths coming from her. Spreading her legs further for his pleasure, he m****d. “F**k. You are so wet for me.” He growled. Glancing down at her shaved p***y, lips wet with her juices and plump with need, she blushed deeply.

“So beautiful,” he whispered, licking his lips, he lifted her legs to place them on either side of his broad shoulder, opening her more firmly for him. “F*****g gorgeous p***y. All mine,” he uttered, he kissed her inner thigh. He licked downward, his lips cruising on her skin, his tongue gathering her moisture with a deep throaty m**n.

She m****d for him and threw the back of her head on the cushion. “Please. Touch me.”

His smiled. “As you wish,” and pressed his open mouth to her throbbing clit. She cried out sharply. His hands smooth along her thighs to push them wider apart, then he used his thumbs to part her moist pussylips to flick his tongue over her weeping core. She suppressed her m**n with the back of her hand. He looked up. “Don’t. I want to hear you screaming my name. I want everyone to know I am loving you.” Oh god!

Her grip on his dark locks tightened, her knuckles turned white and she threw her legs as wide apart as they will go, grinding her wetness against his mouth as her o****m warms her b***d. “I’m going to cum for you so hard.” She m****d, gyrating her h**s so that his probing tongue bumped her clit; She cried out loud when his lips close around the little bundle of nerves driving her to o****m against his mouth. “Nicholas!” Her voice echoed in their bedroom.

He licked her until he tasted every drop of her juices. “Two,” he mumbled. His lips and tongue gliding along her creamy slit to clean her. “I want more.” He kissed his way up her quivering tummy, his lips wet and hot against her flesh. Hovering over her, he accessed her bare flushed mounds, his lips kissing a trail to the beauties, mapping the skin until he reached her pebble-hard nub. He circled one with his tongue while pinching and pulling the other with his thumb and forefinger. He pulled back to blow on the moist tip he sucked. F**k! He was driving her crazy.

“Baby,” she closed her eyes from the intense pleasure. “Stop teasing.” His mouth switched to sucking her other nipple. She felt like bursting. Needing to touch him too, she nudged his weight away from her upper body. “Lay down for me.” He pulled back to gaze down at her. He arched his brow. “I want to taste you. Let me.” His eyes darkened. Nodding, he laid on his back, giving her full access to his body. Waiting, his palms cupped her breasts. Kneading gently. Rubbing her nipples.

Sinclair wrapped her hands around his girth. “You are so hard for me.” Stroking him from tip to root before she leaned closer to lick him from his balls to the broad cockhead, making his d**k leaped into her hands. Licking, she made him harder by spreading her saliva and his precum to his thick length and increased his pleasure. Her mouth closed over the end, trying to fit more of his c**k. His hand smoothed over her black silky hair before his fingers tangled on her strands, urging her closer.

She nodded and opened her mouth wider. Adjusting the angle of her head, she took his c**k deeper; moaning at his taste. She ran her tongue along the vein at the bottom of his c**k, then swallow more of his precum before taking him deeper, ignoring the urge to gag at his thickness. His rod was uncompromisingly hard, thick, and long, making her wonder if she could take all of him inside her. She shivered at the thought.

“F**k, Sinclair,” he growled, his c**k twitched in her throat. “Enough. I want to cum deep inside you.” He g*****d, his thighs flexed and he couldn’t help but thrust in her mouth. “Damn, baby, that’s so good…” he whispered, his head falling backward as he surrendered to the feeling of her mouth sucking him expertly as he taught her. “I am at the end of my control.” Her p***y clenched with need and she sucked him harder. “No. Enough.” He pulled her from his d**k. She m****d her protests but she was also so wet for him. Ready to give everything to him.

“Take me now, Nicholas.” She pleaded.

His eyes darkened, the pupils dilating, he licked his lips. His hand buried into her hair, then he pulled her to him almost roughly; his lips crashed to her swollen ones and he ravaged her mouth in a way that showed his complete dominance over her body. He held her shoulders guiding her to the bed, his other hand still buried in her hair so he can control her movement. Her back comfortably settled on the pillows, he reached down to finger her throbbing clit and kissed her harder, their tongues dancing making her m**n for him. He lowered his fingers toward her opening, collecting the dampness then growled as he settled his h**s between her legs without breaking the k**s. He reached down to grip the outside of both of her thighs, positioning himself between them, finally breaking the k**s; Dazed, she watched him grabbed his c**k, rubbing the smooth tip between the drenched folds of her tiny slit. “Sinclair, look at me.” She did. What she saw in his eyes made her gulped.

“This is forever.” He said. Still rubbing her clit with his cockhead. “Tell me you understand.”

“Yes. I love you. Forever.” There was only him. She was his even if he woke up one day and leave her. She would always be his.

He m****d and shuddered from her words. Aiming the wide bulbous head of his thickness at her opening, he thrust his h**s, lodging on her tiny wet opening, he sank his h**s until he hit her hymen. She screamed. Sobbing, her teeth on his wrist, she wrapped her legs around his waist to stop him from moving, his eyes closed as he gasped in pleasure; he didn’t move to give her time to adjust to him, and he reached between them to thumb her clit to ease her pain.

It hurt. But only for a moment. There was burning deep inside her, she was hugging his length so snugly. Her inner muscles pulsed. She felt so full with him inside her and it was almost too much. But at the same time, she wanted every inch of him until he was buried balls deep in her p***y.

“Are you okay, sweet?” He asked. His jaw was clenched and he was gazing down at her in concern. She nodded slightly. He frowned. “Are you sure?” She would have wanted to smile at his worry but she was so wound tight, all she can manage was another nod.

His grave face tilted down to where they were joined, he nodded back. “You are so f*****g tight…” he m****d, then slid his length out of her, they both watched the bit of b***d and her juices soaked the length of his pulsing thickness. “F**k, that is gorgeous…” he sighed contentedly, his tip still spreading her reddening p***y lips. “I am going to sink back in, my sweet. Don’t tense up or it will hurt.”

Her bottom l*p between her teeth, she spread her legs a little wider to give him room to move against her; she winced as she felt him slide back inside her tender slit, arching to take him deeper and to press her burning clit harder against his thumb. She felt every inch of him moving along her aching channel, her feminine core beating with arousal; on his next thrust, he was buried balls deep in her tightness. She gasped and closed her eyes. It felt like he was nudging her heart. “F**k.” she whispered. “You are so deep inside me,” she opened her eyes and watched the bliss on his face.

His eyes dark and dangerous, he smirked seductively. Growling roughly, his elbows taking his weight, he slid his delicious c**k out of her taking her breath away; he smiled wider, baring his teeth when she bowed her body for him. The pain has passed and he was now claiming her fully. It’s written on his face. “Hold on tight, Sin!” he warned a second before he rammed home.

She raised her knees to his sides, clinging to the bunching muscles on his back as he moved in and out of her. Crying out when he hit a spot deep inside of her, his hand returning to cover her breast. She locked eyes with him as he withdrew, praying that he won’t stop, but she needn’t have worried. She m****d when he slams right back in. Meeting his thrusts, she raised her h**s, matching his movements, her p***y sliding up against every downward thrust of his thick length into her. She couldn’t help her body’s response from where he was rubbing deep inside her p***y walls on the inside coupled with his thumb almost violently assaulting her sensitive clit. She was moaning and groaning as she felt close to bursting. Releasing his flanks, her legs spread wider, then she reached down to cup the bottom of his firm a*s cheeks to pull him into her even harder.

He was driving into her cunny harder. So deeply he was nudging her womb. His aim was to obviously feel her cumming on his rod. He f****d her harder and deeper. Leaning down he sucked and licked her nipples; his thumb between them, playing her little button of nerves to stimulate her further. “F**k!” he growled as he pushed into her repeatedly. “Cum for me. I want to feel you fall apart for me. I am going to fill your p***y with my seed. Be my good girl and cum, Sinclair.” He ordered through his gritted teeth. His lips around her nipple, his tongue laving the sensitive flesh. His c**k pistoning into her. Their slapping flesh loud in the room combined with their grunts and m***s.

She had no choice but to give in. She screamed his name. Her love for him was on her lips. His thumb left her clit and clasped her left hand. Her body exploded with heat. From head to toe, lava traveled along her veins; white lights blurred her vision as she threw her head back and arched her h**s to take him into her spasming cunny. She felt his length brushing against her wet nub with each inward thrust of his thick length and her o****m, her first c**k-given o****m, became a second one. Sinclair reached up and buried her nails into Nicholas’s back as she came all over him as he commanded her to.

“That’s my good girl. Four,” he panted, his muscles tightening. His body was taut while he controlled his thrusts. “F**k, yes! I love making you cum all over my c**k.” His body pressing her down, he grunted, his h**s f*****g even harder into her. “You’re mine now. All mine.”

“Yes. All yours!” She whimpered and gasped when he reached down to cup her a*s, he was driving into her deeper. His wet c**k jackhammered into every inch in her, her nether lips wetly clinging to his thickness. Nicholas g*****d. His body tensed. She felt him pulsing deep inside her. Her eyes opened wider, realizing what was about to happen.

Then she remembered. “Nicholas, I’m unprotected!” She was expecting him to pull out.

He smiled. All teeth. His eyes crinkling in the corners, and he looked down at their intimate connection without losing a beat. He doesn’t stop thrusting into her, doesn’t stop f*****g her so deeply, his grip tightened on her bum. “Yes.” he gasped. His back straightening as his h**s pumped furiously. “Take my cum, sweet. Take it all!” Then he placed her left hand in between her breasts, a glittering ring filled her vision.

She cried out. -Oh my, god!- Her eyes widened before she felt the first flood of heat splashed up into her. Nick g*****d with pleasure, she heard him whisper her name, but her gaze was glued to his c**k pushing and pulling into her cunny then to the ring on her finger. Another splash of liquid heat, another shot of his cum filled her. His thumb reached down to rub her clit wanting her to cum with him. She closed her eyes and surrendered. Moaning when he squirted right at her womb. The feeling was intense. Sinclair came for the fifth time.

Nicholas finally stopped moving, his c**k still buried so deeply inside of her, she could feel pressure against her cervix. His heavy body falls on top of her, his face buried in the sensitive juncture where her shoulder met her neck; he kissed the erratic pulse beating there, licking a path towards her ear before biting down on her ear lobe. He chuckled when she whimpered for him, his c**k twitching inside of her. Still hard and throbbing. “I love you so much, Sinclair. Please say yes.”

“You are perfect for me.” He continued with his seductive deep voice. She sighed. Disoriented and overwhelmed. His mouth was on her heated skin while he struggled to breathe normally. His heart beats in tune with hers. He wrapped his arms around her and she automatically hugged him back just as fiercely. Pulling back to look into her eyes, he uttered with vulnerability in his tone. “You’re mine now. I will never let you go.”

Sinclair raised her hand. Gazing at the work of art he had placed on her finger. A square-cut pink diamond, set in gold, with tiny emeralds and pink stones surrounding the band and the precious jewel itself. The perfect piece must be an antique, unique, and must have cost millions. None of that matters. Only his love.

“Okay. Yes.” She whispered, smiling hugely. She leaned up to take his lips, opened her mouth when she felt his tongue request entry, then kissed him the way a woman was supposed to k**s her man. That’s what he was now; he was her man. She raised her legs to hug him with her thighs, their combined cum leaking from her still c**k-filled p***y. She whimpered her happiness for him, happy and sated. She kissed him and kissed him and kissed him until they were both grinning with tears running down their cheeks.

“I love you, Sinclair Stafford. My lady.”

“I love you, my lord.”