Teach Me (The Gentlemen's Club)
Teach Me (The Gentlemen’s Club) Chapter 6

Sinclair

All her instinct were telling her to run from him. From Nicholas. He was her professor and if the school administration found out… Wait.

What would they find out? They were not even dating. He had not asked her out. And even if he did, she would say no. She didn’t want to embarrass him.

Though there were those not so innocent touches, holding her hands, embracing her to give her comfort, bussing her cheek and forehead, he always acted like a gentleman. Maybe this was how he acted with his lady friends?

He must have lots of them, her mood turned sour. She hated imagining it but he was not hers, to begin with.

After his friend fitted the earpiece and made necessary adjustments on her new medical aid, Nicholas had insisted on coming home with her despite her vehement protests.

He drove-thru McDonald’s — she was surprised he knew where it was– to pick up some dinner, the usually greasy, fatty goodness for unis and now she was about to allow someone to enter her humble abode for the first time.

There was nothing to be ashamed of. Although she lived in the poorest part of Rose Hill, her house was clean and it smelt of vanilla and roses. Her two favorite scents.

“Please come in, sir.” Sinclair invited shyly, nervous as hell. She hoped he won’t be staying long.

Closing and locking the door for her, he walked directly to the kitchen to set their bags of food. And it was a lot. He must have ordered the whole McDonald’s menu. Which was fine. She was really starving. But she was too anxious to eat.

She panicked when she watched him walked back to her, he didn’t stop until he had his arms wrapped around her tiny waist. Her hands went to his broad chest to find purchase. She hadn’t realized how much she had readily accepted his touch until she was wrapped in his arms once again. -This is crazy!-

God! She could feel his heartbeat. He was also warm in her cold living room.

He looked down at her incredulous expression. She shouldn’t be allowing this. Yet she couldn’t move out of his arms. She liked it too much.

“You should call me by my first name when we are not in the classroom, sweet. This is the last time I am reminding you.” Those warm eyes of his were gleaming. She shivered. Her eyes on his lips, reading him out of habit.

“I…ah…Nicholas,” any protest from her was futile. God! Could he be her first k**s?

-Shit! Where did that come from?-

“Good, girl, ” He whispered. His voice was deep and wanting. Looking down at her, he cupped her chin with one hand, his thumb cruising her lower l*p. She held her breath.

Leaning down to settle his soft lips on hers, he tightened his hold, pulling her closer. A brush of lips. Her arms hugged him and she surrounded his neck. He obliged and his hands moved to her lower back pulling her up.

With a sigh of wanting, their mouths angled and they kissed tenderly for the first time. Sinclair didn’t know what to do. All she did was follow his lead. Lips brushing, teeth nipping but when he parted her lips with his hot appendage, she gasped and pulled away.

Breathing hard, as if she ran for miles, she watched him and waited for his next move.

She wanted more. It’s just that she was unsure. He was a grown man in his late twenties and he must have a lot of experience with this type of thing. She was a novice. There was no deluding herself on that point.

There must be something in her eyes only he could read because he cursed under his breath in a foreign language. “F**k! I don’t think I can wait much longer, my sweet. I have wanted you since the first time I saw you. But for you, I will.” He almost growled. His voice was rough.

“Okay,” she croaked, faring no better. He smirked. This was embarrassing but she had to know. She lifted her chin to ask him. “Do you…want me…for the…night?”

It was hard to look at him after asking a loaded question. How could he want her when she was like this?

His whole body stiffened at her query, he held her tighter, molding her smaller and softer frame on his hard body. She gulped. She could feel his arousal.

“Not just for one night. Every night and every day. When you are ready, I will bury my c**k so deep inside you again and again and fill you with my seed. That’s a promise, Sin.” God! He doesn’t mince words. She squirmed. Her thighs tightened, imagining it. He swore, his d**k was pulsing in between them.

“Nicholas, I haven’t…”

“I know, that’s why I will be patient. There are so many things we can do before then.” His face nuzzled down to her neck. Inhaling her scent deeply. Her body arched. Seeking more. Oh, God!

“But…what about your other…,” Did he have a girlfriend somewhere?

“I haven’t had s*x with anyone since I met you, Sinclair. Even way before that. I’ve had blue balls almost all the time. My only relief is to jack off with the thoughts of being inside your p***y.” She tried to suppress her whimper at the feel of his lips on her neck and collarbone. Her fingers threaded on his hair. How did they come to this?

“Don’t say that…” She uttered helplessly.

“Why, Sin?” He looked down at her glazed eyes.

“You make me want you even more,” she confessed with tears in her eyes. Her obsession with him would only create pain for her but how could she stop?

His face hardened at her confession and his dark eyes filled with l**t.

“Bedroom, Sin. Now.” Nicholas cupped her a*s, urging her to wrap her legs around him. She m****d at the contact. “Sinclair!” There was an urgency in his command, echoing her feelings.

“Down the hallway, to your right.” She answered in a hush.

-Please. Before I change my mind.- This was the most foolish thing she had ever done in her life. She didn’t care. For tonight, she wanted this. Regrets could come tomorrow.

Nicholas went straight to her double bed and laid her down gently. He was grinning down at her despite the s****l tension between them.

She arched her brow. “What?” She breathed out.

He shook his head. “You will have to sleep on top of me, sweet.”

She blushed so deeply, he chuckled. Her bed was small for his larger frame. “I wouldn’t mind.” He added.

“I’ve never had anyone visit my house,” Sinclair confessed.

“Good. No one else will.” The gravity of his words was not lost to her. He sounded possessive of her. -Don’t read too much into it.-

Her thoughts got distracted when he started to undress before her.

Christ! He looked so good. Her daze expression followed his movements, he shrugged out of his jacket and his dress shirt. He toed off his shoes then unbuckled his pants.

She averted her gaze. Panic setting in. She had never seen a naked male body before. Certainly not this Adonis in front of her.

“My sweet, look at me.” His eyes looked so tender, she blinked. “We don’t have to do anything you are not ready to do. I told you I can wait.”

“I…ah…I want to sleep with you, Nicholas.” God! His 6 pack was so defined down to his V. He kept his black silk boxers on. But the outline of his e******n was very visible, tenting the material.

“Hmmm, then come here, ” He crooked his finger at her.

Rising from her spot on her mattress, she self-consciously stood in front of him. Tentatively, her palms slowly touched his smooth chest. He sucked in a sharp breath. Surprised, she lifted her hands from his warm skin. “Did I hurt you?”

“A good kind of hurt, Sin. You don’t how many nights I’d imagined your touch.” His warm hands caressed her narrow shoulders, down to her arms and her h**s. “May I?”

She nodded, giving her permission. He slowly lifted her shirt from her body, her slender arms raised to help him rid of it.

The small mounds on her chest made her self-conscious, she was about to cover them when he held her arms away.

“Nicholas,” she looked down. Afraid he might be disappointed.

“No, sweet. I will look my fill on every inch of you.” Deft fingers fiddled on the button of her jeans. Her tummy contracted from his warm touch.

She was left in her bra and panties in no time. He moved a step backward so he could look his fill. “F**k, sweet. You are so beautiful. So perfect. Your skin looks so creamy, I want to suck and mark you all over.”

In one graceful swoop, he carried her back to the bed and followed her down. His hard body in between her parted thighs, elbows taking his weight to avoid crushing her.

Nicholas kissed her hair, her forehead, her cheeks, her nose, and finally on her waiting lips.

His fleshy lips were so soft and so gentle, she had to close her eyes to feel more. Hot tongue coaxed her moist pair to open. She did, welcoming him eagerly. They both g*****d at the contact.

Sinclair had never imagined it could be this good. He nibbled on her lips, sucking then plunged his tongue deep into her mouth. The way he explored her essence made her wrapped her arms around his neck and her legs on his h**s.

Groaning when his throbbing e******n hit her mound. He ground down more firmly, soothing her ache and giving her pleasure where she needed it the most.

Nicholas broke the k**s, gulping for air. She did the same. They were both panting in arousal.

“Please, Nicholas.” Her voice was hoarse. She could barely recognize herself. Her needs were too deep.

“You do understand that this is not a one-time thing? Tell me, Sin, or else I’ll stop.” Hot air blows on the thin fabric of her ordinary cotton brassiere, hot breaths hardening her nipples to a painful state.

She arched her body, offering herself to him. “Yes.” Her whisper was soft in the quiet room but he heard her.

“Good, girl.” He devoured her mouth, not holding back with his k****s. She thrashed her head in disbelief when he began to humped down more firmly and undulated his h**s, a firm callused hand cupped her face as she whimpered and tried to break the k**s.

“Nic…Nicholas,” The hard angles of his face were so serious, eyes filled with l**t when he raised his head to gaze down at her.

“This is only a taste of what’s come, Sin.” His dark eyes never left hers whilst he moved down to her breasts. She was not even aware he had discarded her bra. He threw the cloth somewhere behind him.

His hot wet tongue circled her pink areola, rasping up and down then licking in circles, engulfing her hard nipple in between his lips to suck gently. The throaty m***s leaving her lips encouraged him further. He did the same ministrations on the other bud. God! The pleasure was almost too much.

“Please, Nicholas…” Something was about to burst inside her.

“F**k, sweet. I’ll give you anything. Anything.” His body moved to her left. She missed his weight. Gripping his shoulders, she tried to draw him back.

He only kissed her neck and murmured something.

Suddenly, she realized he moved to discard his boxers, his thick length was rubbing on her leg. Strong fingers tugged on her underwear and the material gave from his strength.

Shy, she moved to cover her v****a, his hand prevented her.

“Shhhh…never hide from me, sweet. Every inch of you is beautiful.” He gazed into her daze eyes, waiting for her reaction from his thicks digits grazing her inner thighs, urging her to open for him.

And she did. Giving him full access to her body. Her head pressing back on her pillows when his digits grazed her moist lips. Two fingers dip to spread her wetness in circles, jolting her.

“Oh God, Nick!” Her eyes found him on his knees, his eyes following his erotic movement on her mount, his other hand tugging his…shit!

This was the first time she had seen a c**k. And it was big. And thick. And long. She gulped.

Sinclair didn’t realize she gasped out loud until his words registered. “My c**k is yours, Sin. Always. But not tonight. Tonight, you will know pleasure.” He fisted his e******n once more, the head hitting her skin as he masturbated right in front of her while he played with her moist slit.

When Nicholas’s rough thumb pressed on her clitoris and rubbed in circles, she knew she was going to have her first o****m.

Sobbing his name in pleasure, she widened her legs even more.

He was circling his finger on her creamy wet nub in rhythm with his up and down motion on his thick length.

His clear moisture flowing on her skin, hot and sticky, and so sensual.

“F**k, Sinclair. Come with me!” Sinclair’s eyes flew wide open, alarmed. She didn’t know how. She was about to tell him and never got the chance, he leaned down to suck her nipple hard. The feeling went directly to her clit that he was playing.

She screamed. Her whole body bowed and stiffened.

Her hand gripping his taut cheek as her whole body exploded in pleasure, the walls inside her v****a contracted and more moisture came out of her slit.

He g*****d deeply on her breasts, then she felt him, his warm semen after a few seconds. His seed covering her thighs.

“Nicholas…” She couldn’t process anything else. Just him.

“Sinclair.” He rasped and kissed her so deeply. So passionate to give her pleasure.

-I am doomed.-

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