The Lust Boat by Roz Lee Page B

If he lived over the ‘class’, he’d follow through on the threat.
    Candace raised her head and turned wide eyes on his face. “How did that feel? Did you like it?”
    Ryan groaned in response and fell back across the table, so his head hung off the other side. He couldn’t form a coherent word if his life depended on it. He clamped his eyes shut, ground his teeth together, and concentrated on resisting the urgent need to fill Candace’s sweet mouth with hot cum. His ears rang, but he still heard Fallon issuing orders, felt her hands on him as she demonstrated how to drive him insane by tugging on his balls. The witch used her high priced education, and some personal knowledge, to guide Candace’s finger to the spot halfway between his balls and his anus that was guaranteed to send him over the edge.
    Candace pressed her small fingertip into the spot and slid his shaft all the way to the back of her throat. If it wasn’t heaven, it was damned close. She stopped. Ryan flung an arm over his eyes and half groaned, half whimpered. He didn’t dare look. Cold air between his legs warned him the two women had moved away to confer in private. There was one evil Fallon hadn’t yet taught Candace and his gut twisted, knowing what had to be coming next. Fallon knew him too well. Of course, she would end their class with this last bit of information.
    Cold satin brushed the insides of his quivering thighs and he steeled himself for the inevitable. Candace wrapped her hand around him and sucked him deep into the warmth of her mouth. Her thumb went unerringly to his sweet spot. He heard the telltale burp as ointment squirted from a tube. Damn Fallon. She would be looking for a job at the next port for this.
    Ryan fisted both hands into his hair and bit his lower lip. Candace pressed harder with her thumb and slid her lubricated index finger to his anus, and pressed. Hard. Insistent. The tight muscles gave way and her finger plunged inside. In one fluid movement, Ryan sat upright, grabbed Candace on either side of her head, and unloaded down her throat. A madman screamed obscenities and in the moments that followed, when blood returned to his real brain, Ryan realized he had been the screaming madman.
    Fallon smiled and winked at him. “I’ll leave you two alone now. Take your time. I won’t need the room again until the afternoon session.”
    Candace still held his drained cock in one small fist. He wrapped his arms around her and drew her close. “Let me taste?”
    She nodded and pressed her lips to his. Ryan applied pressure and she opened, allowing his tongue to swoop in. The mixture of her unique taste and his own semen, made him hard again. He broke the kiss and rested his forehead against hers. “Christ, you’re going to be the death of me.”
    “Did you like that?”
    “What do you think? If I liked it anymore I’d be dead.” He ran a thumb over her swollen lips. “You have a talent for that. You made me feel so good. I want to make you feel the same way. Will you let me make you feel this good?”
    “Yes,” she whispered. “I wish we weren’t going to have an instructor this afternoon.”
    “Me too, but Fallon knows her business. She’ll show me all the ways to drive you out of your mind, so when you come in my mouth, you’ll touch the stars.”
    “Fallon?”
    “Yes. She teaches all the private oral sex classes.”
    “Oh. I didn’t realize that.”
    “No reason you should have.”
    “After the class, will you…you know, make love to me?”
    Ryan tasted her again. “Is that what it would be, love?” Candace wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him. He’d never tasted anything as sweet, or as tempting. “That’s not an answer Candace. I told you how I feel about you. If you don’t feel the same, I think we should wait.”
    “I don’t know if it’s love. I want you, more than I’ve ever wanted anyone.”
    Ryan’s heart fell like a stone to the pit of his stomach. It was irrational