Playing Hooky (Teach Me Tonight)

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Authors: Lily Rede, Jane Gaudet
okay?”
    “I
feel fantastic,” she said, and slid her thigh up between his to rub his morning
erection, “and so do you.”
    “I
was going to say let’s get some breakfast,” said Jack, tugging her up until her
thighs were settled on either side of him.
    “Breakfast
can wait,” she said breathlessly, as he filled her in a slow, hot thrust.
    Hunger
finally dragged them out of bed, and after a leisurely shower and a stop by
Molly’s bungalow for clean clothes, they headed up toward the resort. She
looked surprised when he took her hand, but didn’t comment, and Jack was
grateful. After the night they’d spent together, he felt a persistent need to
touch her.
    Over
breakfast, Jack regaled Molly with the legends of the Luveku Ika, and she
shared stories of her more rambunctious students and the world of gossipy
middle school politics. It was easy and fun and Jack couldn’t remember the last
time he’d laughed so much. And later, Molly dragged him down to the beach to
frolic in the waves. There was a sandbar a couple of hundred feet off shore,
and they swam out. Alone out in the ocean, Molly looked around in wonder.
    “I
couldn’t dream up a place like this,” she said.
    “There
are a lot of places to explore in the world,” said Jack, “We have to broaden
your horizons.”
    Molly
sighed wistfully.
    “This
is about as broad as my horizons are going to get for a few years. We can’t all
be bestselling anthropologists. After this, I turn back into a pumpkin and
spend the rest of the summer working on lesson plans.”
    Jack
frowned. He wanted her to have everything, to see the world. He wanted to watch
her eyes widen in wonder at all the things he could show her. But women didn’t
plan extensive vacations with casual flings. And he didn’t have time to play
tour guide.
    Did
he?
    “We’ll
just have to broaden your horizons right here,” he said gruffly, and pulled her
in for a salty kiss.
    She
was warm and tasted of sunscreen and the ocean, and happily wrapped her legs
around his waist as he explored her mouth. Jack felt her tense as he tugged on
the back tie of her bikini, and she wrenched her mouth away.
    “Jack,
we’re out in the open!”
    “Nobody
can see us,” he assured her, nodding at the distant shore.
    He
kneaded her breasts in his hands and she abruptly surrendered, arching into his
palms, letting him touch her as he would.
    “That’s
it,” he murmured, plumping the succulent mounds and pressing kisses along the
inner curves, “Such sweet tits.”
    Molly
writhed against him as he pleased her and himself, and when he suggested she
take out his cock, she nearly did damage wrenching his swim trunks down far
enough to reach it. She was hotter than the water, and their buoyancy let him
leisurely move her on his shaft as he tortured her nipples with his mouth. Molly
came, clutching his shoulders, her wet skin gleaming in the sun as her pussy
spasmed around him.
    He’d
never seen anything more beautiful, he thought as he followed her over.
    Swimming
and sun and ocean sex took their toll, and the pair settled down for a nap in
one of the wide hammocks out by the resort pool, followed by dinner at the
pier.
    That
night, Jack held Molly tightly as they swayed together to the soft strains of
island music performed by a discreet band inside the restaurant. Jack nuzzled
her hair and felt his heart clench – it was becoming impossible to delude
himself into thinking that he wasn’t falling for her, and fast. He walked her
back to her bungalow.
    “I’m
not sure I should come in,” he said, kicking himself even as he braced for her
outrage, but she only stared up at him, her expression blank.
    “If
that’s what you want,” she murmured, “I asked for a day, and that’s what you
gave me. I can’t really force you to give me anything more.”
    Jack
nodded and turned to go, but it only took three steps for the anger to hit.
    I
want her to want more.
    He
whirled back. She was in the process of

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