His Naughty Lessons-Chapter 172: The Way It Could’ve Been

** Eli **

It took Eli a long while to fully grasp the situation he found himself in, and when he did, his head reeled.

Out of all the reasons that could make someone tell him to stop at this point, what Harper said was the last one he expected. He could feel how wet she was, how tight the tension had already wound up inside her and practically cried for release. All she needed was a few more touches in the right place ... But she was telling him to stop and leave her hanging on that edge, because of him. Because she didn’t want to race to the final moment without him.

It might sound like a strange sort of logic, but somewhat equally strangely, he understood where she was coming from, and the realization of how she wanted him stirred somewhere deep inside him. It made his blood boil even hotter than it did all night, especially when he drew back to look at her—

Damn, she made such a sinful sight like this. Still half clothed yet utterly disheveled, with a wide open collar covering none of the important bits and a twisted bra dangling uselessly over her shoulders, she looked a hundred times more tempting this way than naked. Her cheeks were flushed, her eyes misty. Her lips were still puffy from his earlier hard kisses, and when they parted slightly to her shallow breaths, the image sent a sharp pulse straight through Eli’s lower body, making him want to do wicked things to that sexy mouth.

And he would ... just not right now. Not until she got what she wanted first.

"Your wish is my command," he smirked at the thought of that want, withdrawing his hand. Harper shuddered again as he slid his fingers back out of her, leaving a wet trail on her inner thigh, and he wondered if she might be regretting her own decision for a moment there.

But then she surprised him once more. Without wasting time and letting the loss of contact between them last a second longer, she unzipped his pants, and her hand slipped under with a deftness that he didn’t see coming. Soft fingers closed around him in a tight grip, in almost the same instant that he pulled his own hand away.

The warmness of her touch made him twitch immediately, so uncontrolled that he hissed a sigh.

"I wish I could’ve done this weeks ago," she echoed his earlier words with a firm stroke. "Remember the day we had our first ’lessons’ at my place?"

Oh, if only she knew what he was thinking just minutes ago. They locked eyes, and Eli felt the corner of his lips raise at the knowing look in her gaze. "Of course I do." He leaned into her, seeking her lips as her hand continued to slide, in a perfect pace that was already turning his breathing ragged. "Though I have to admit ... If you had shown me skills on this level back then, we probably would’ve canceled all our ’lessons’ out of a lack of necessity."

Harper chuckled. "Well, then I suppose this is one of the rare cases where inexperience is a good thing, isn’t it?" With a meaningful grin, she added a tease to her working, twisting her grip slightly when she neared the base of his shaft.

The brand new technique took Eli by surprise, and a shudder tore through him before he could even fully process what she was doing. "Fuck," he cursed under his breath. "Whatever level you were at back then, Harper, I guarantee you that inexperience is not part of the equation anymore."

This time, she laughed. In what must be a reward for his praise, she granted him the sweetness of her lips, proving his assessment with an equally skilled kiss. "Was that your secret goal at the time?" she teased against his mouth. "To teach me all the good stuff so I can learn to use it on you?"

She was only joking, he could tell. But the question still gave him pause.

Back at the time ... who could’ve ever imagined things between them to take such a wild turn? Even now, Eli still had no idea when all of it had started to change — when the girl had grown so brave and adventurous to touch him and tease him, or when her adventurousness had become such a work of magic that challenged his senses every time. His desire for her was slow brewing ... Though once it reached the boiling point, it was quick to reach the line of absolutely no return.

"That wasn’t the plan at first ..." he admitted honestly. "But these days, it’s all that I can think of every moment."

Her smile bloomed wide against his lips. "Oh? I’m flattered." Those wicked fingers grazed a hard path along his underside, making him groan and almost bite her tongue. "Though to be honest, I’d much prefer less thinking and more doing."

With that, Eli felt a tug at the back of his pants, and he blinked at the unexpected motion of her other hand reaching behind him, dipping into his back pocket. "Ah, I knew you’d remember to keep one of these on you at all times now." She smirked and pulled out the condom packet. With an ease that made his failed efforts last night look like a joke, she tore it open.

Fast learned, indeed, and so incredibly sexy while doing it.

They both watched as she unfolded the wrapper and rolled the rubber onto him. He held back from commenting how smoothly she had gotten at the act from trying it only once before, though she obviously saw the approval in his eyes when all was done. Wearing a big grin, she guided him forward, settling him snugly between her thighs.

"Now, this is the way I’d rather like." She purred in satisfaction. "Go ahead and show me what I missed out on, Eli. I want to see the way things could’ve been for us, all along."