He was going to make her come. God, she wanted it. It had been so long since a man had made her come that way. She felt the surge rising in her.

But at the last minute, he pulled back. Lisa stared into his eyes, and Antonio stared back. His face was sticky and wet with her juice.

Lisa panted. Her heart beat like a sprinter's.

"How'd you learn to do that?"

He grinned.

"I, uh, had a teaching assistant last semester. She was 30, and single. We, um, hooked up. She taught me some things."

"She taught you well," Lisa said, grabbing the back of his head to pull...