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heightened intimacy with him through familiar routines.
    “First, I’ll need to see how sensitive you are.” Resting on the edge of the sofa, he stroked his index finger along the side of her face. He dragged the pad to her glossy lips and brushed it across them. She gasped at the sensation, which caused his finger to slip inside her mouth, moistening the tip. He pulled it out and circled her lips again, making them shine.
    “Do you usually respond this quickly to foreplay?” He tamped down the jealous twinge causing him to wonder if she blossomed like this for other men or for him alone.
    “I-I don’t really know.”
    Stupid college kids, he thought. No one had ever seduced her?
    Kurt brought his other hand up to frame her face. Pushing his hands through Becca’s hair, he allowed the strands to fill the gaps between his fingers. The warm satin tendrils infused him with longing but her thigh muscles relaxed against his on the couch as he massaged her scalp. His hands drifted toward her neck with leisurely but methodic strokes. A shaky sound somewhere between a whimper and a moan escaped from deep within her.
    Every inch he explored was a delight as he discovered she felt even better than he had imagined. He couldn’t resist trailing his hands below her collarbones now, dipping onto the top swells of her breasts, as he savored the heat and silkiness of her skin. She shifted beneath him in restless motions as though the light contact wasn’t enough for her. His eyes raked an impassioned trail down her body, more beautiful than he had anticipated. Her full, round breasts complemented her smooth, but not too skinny, stomach which flared out to hips that enticed him with their sensual curves.
    “Do you do self breast exams?” Kurt whispered as he improvised on his original plan. Beneath his inquiring gaze, she closed her eyes and shook her head. From a professional perspective, she would understand this had no bearing on the study. Her willingness to accept his touch, their newfound intimacy, regardless of logic inspired his wish to reward her with pleasure.
    “Let me, then.” He smiled down at her scrunched eyelids, hoping she suffered as much as he did. He couldn’t bear to weather this pain alone. His cock had never been this hard. Already, pre-come leaked out, dampening his trousers. His balls nestled tight to his body.
    Very soon, she could be his.
    He started at the outside of her plump breast, walking his fingers in a shallow spiral. As they grew closer and closer to the center, her nipples gathered until they stood straight out. He brushed the palm of his hand over them as he made his way toward the goal with his fingertips then watched the rosy peaks darken when she flushed with excitement. Becca lay so still beneath his touch he realized she focused on maintaining the posture, withholding her desire from him.
    She had so much to learn yet.
    “It’s okay to feel pleasure. Remember, this study will be about your sexuality. Determining your limits will mandate exceeding them. You won’t be able to avoid ecstasy. Enjoy it. I will.”
    The intensity of her reaction impressed Kurt. She attempted to speak but had to try twice before her voice would cooperate. When it did, her words tumbled out as though angry with her body for betraying her. “This isn’t easy. You’re my boss!”

    “Not here, not now. We’re in this together. Go with it, let it take you.” Kurt’s fingers made their way to her nipples, rewarding her for her candor. A strangled moan burst from her. He redoubled his efforts, intent on driving her wild. He let the desire raging inside him be evident in his expression, to soothe her obvious yet misplaced embarrassment.
    When she noticed the lust in his stare, the tension in her muscles melted away. Rubbing her nipples harder, he graced them with light pinches, conditioning her to respond as he commanded. The initial step away from her ultra-professional bearing would be the hardest for