We Were Here: A New Adult Romance Prequel to Geoducks Are for Lovers (Modern Love Stories Book 1) by Daisy Prescott Page B

so he could feel how he affected me. He responded by rolling the bud between his fingers, sending a fresh wave of electricity between my legs.
    I sought out a new, faster beat with more friction, more pressure. More something. I closed my eyes to concentrate on his touch. I’d never been touched like this, with such self-assurance and deliberate focus.
    “I will make you come right here, right now, if you ask nicely.” He nipped my ear lobe as his breath warmed my neck. “Or if you’re willing to delay your gratification, we could go back to my apartment.”
    Yes and yes, please? I could ask nicely. Or beg. I wasn’t above begging at this point. If he asked me to purr like a kitten, I would have. Anything to make him finish what he started.
    “Why not both?” I whispered, unable to focus on the thought of stopping the wave of pleasure about to crash over me. “I’m close.”
    “I know.”
    A shift of his fingers, a pinch of my nipple, and I fell into an abyss of sensation. Sweet goddess of orgasms and bliss. The man knew what he was doing.

“Damn I Wish I Was Your Lover” ~ Sophie B. Hawkins
    “HOW DID YOU know I was close back there?” I sat in the passenger seat of his VW Rabbit on the drive north to Seattle.
    “Miss Elmore, you should be able to answer your own question. Did I teach you nothing about biology?”
    I thought about it for a second. “Tell me. It’ll be hotter coming from your mouth. I like it when you go all scientific.”
    He stretched his arm over the gearshift to rest his hand on my thigh. His fingers traced the pattern of my dress. “Your breath became shallow, your nipples engorged and extended, a flush bloomed on your chest and neck, and that’s only what I saw with my eyes. My fingers told me more. Your vulva puffed and your clitoris swelled with excitement. I could feel how slick you became. How your body opened for my fingers, preparing itself for penetration.”
    I could have done without the terms engorged and vulva, but his frank, honest description of what he experienced and witnessed was all kinds of hot. Much hotter than slang terms guys in high school used. None of them could find a clitoris even using a map. Or had their finger placed directly on it. They were all about insertion and screwing. Literally.

    I fell back into the pillows on Jason’s bed. His mouth on my sex was almost too much. He knew what he was doing.
    This wasn’t fumbling around in new territory. No random jabs or pokes. Nothing about his movements felt awkward.
    Part of me wanted to find the woman, or women, who taught him how to do this. No man was born knowing a woman’s body like he played mine right now. Most needed a beacon like a little pink lighthouse sitting at the apex, beaming its light into the darkness. Or tiny versions of those guys at the airport with their mini light sabers guiding the penis into the vagina.
    Then again, Jason did teach biology. Maybe he lied when he said he’d never taught human sexuality before. He could be a natural. Or an amazingly quick learner.
    His tongue pressed against me, sending sparks of pleasure firing throughout my body.
    Or a damn genius.
    His mouth began to gently suck while his fingers explored. No, not explored. Claimed me.
    My hands curled into the pillows. I wanted to pull his hair. Hard. Some part of me wanted to inflict a little pain to balance out the pleasure he gave me.
    From my center, energy crackled and snapped through my body out to my fingers and toes. My muscles coiled and tightened.
    Oh. Oh. Oh.
    “Vulva!” I yelled, clamping my thighs around his head.
    Oh, oh, oh, no.
    No. No. No.
    Maybe he didn’t hear me because of the thigh-muffs.
    Who was I kidding?
    Everyone in his building, and maybe out on the street probably heard me. Vulva echoed down the hall, the stairs, ringing off of the brick buildings along the parked cars, scaring flocks of birds from the trees. Children stopped playing in the park and looked around in confusion