“Yet as it stands now, our relationship is highly unequal. You have all the experience while I have almost none.”
“So?”
Madeline took a breath. “So I want to learn how to please you. Will you teach me?”
His half-lidded gaze was assessing. “You already please me, sweeting.”
“But there is much more I could learn. You are a legendary lover, and I want to be worthy of you. Please, will you show me the secrets of being an ideal lover?”
A spark kindled in his eyes. “You are serious?” Rayne asked.
“Utterly.”
When he locked gazes with her, something primitive, powerful arced between them. In response, Madeline felt another hard ache flare between her thighs.
“How do I pleasure you, Rayne?” she asked with more insistence.
“There are numerous ways to arouse a man.”
“Name one.”
“You can begin by touching me.”
Reaching into the water, she let her fingers trail down over his flat, hard abdomen. She could feel the muscles bunch beneath her touch, even before she reached the underside of his loins and cupped the firm, velvety pouch below his swollen manhood. “Like this?”
He gave a soft
murmur of assent as his male member jerked. “That can drive a man wild.”
“What about this?” When her fingers curled around him, the thick, erect length surged in her hand.
“That is highly pleasurable, also,” Rayne admitted in a strangled voice. “Stroking me would be even more effective.”
She did as he suggested, lightly fondling his rigid, straining arousal. It quivered in her hand, and in response, something deep within her body shivered in purely sensual reaction. Then Rayne reached down to assist her. Curving his fingers around hers, he stroked his sex within their joined grip.
To her delight, his face darkened with a sensual flush, while his breath started to come more rapidly.
“I’m certain there is more.”
“Use your imagination, sweeting.”
She gave him a considering look. “I think I should explore your body with my lips.”
From the hot gleam in his eyes, she could tell he approved of the idea. “Pray, go ahead.”
Still holding his shaft, Madeline leaned forward and kissed the wide expanse of bare chest, her tongue licking the moisture from his skin, but the simple caress wasn’t satisfying enough to her. “If you stood up, I could reach more of you.”
“I imagine you could.”
Obligingly, Rayne rose to his feet and reclined against the high sloping back of the tub, his buttocks resting against the smooth metal, his loins directly in front of her face. He looked perfectly at ease, yet she sensed he was not nearly so relaxed as he appeared.
Indeed, his body tensed when she cupped water with her hands and let it dribble over his pulsing erection. Since she couldn’t recall precisely what Fanny had told her, however, Madeline simply followed her instincts. Running her palms upward along his powerful thighs, she leaned closer and touched his arousal with her lips.
She heard his sharp intake of breath as she lapped at the sparkling drops of water beading on his manhood.
Madeline glanced up at him, her smile provocative, slightly challenging. “I want to drive you insane with lust, Rayne. How do I do that?”
“I’d say you are well on your way.”