Teaching Him Com Novels & Stories

Taylor watches me eyes thoughtful. “No more reading for tonight?” she asks. “No.” My voice feels firmer. “tonight…i just want to focus on what we can actually control.” she nods. “Good.” we sit there a moment longer breathing the same steadying air letting the noise settle outside our world. Taylor shifts forward planting her elbows on her knees. “So. What exactly do you do to teach someone football on camera?” I grin before I can stop it. “Step one.convince them not to run away.”she nudges my shoulder with hers. “ you are hilarious.”

And as if they really abandoned me, right? I came back from reality when my feeling close cousin speaks again. "It's settled then." He said. This guy is a control freak. I laugh at myself. “But wait, why will he teach me? Can’t you be the one to teach me instead?” I asked Lance. "Well, that's one of my friend's businesses. You're so lucky because he will teach you for free because of me. And usually, he doesn't do the teaching because he has other people to do that. But because you need to be safe, I asked Andrew to teach you. He is harmless, so you don’t need to worry. " He said with a wink.

"Not bad," And with that he disappeared. I leaned down from the railing to watch him go. Damn! How is he good at everything!? I swear, he looked like a professional. Just as he mentioned before, the rope was way shorter than the ground level. As he reached the end of the rope, he let go of it and landed on the floor safely. I let out a breath that I was holding. "Come on! Your turn!" Mr. Decarlo shouted. "No!" "Do you want to stay there? Fine!" He said. "I'll have one less student in my class, starting tomorrow. Makes things a lot easier for me,"

"How do you put a question inside a chess sequence." "You taught two children the same opening," I replied. "But you taught it to each of us alone, in rooms no one else saw. Which means there are details around the teaching that no one else could know. Not Adrian. Not Victoria. Not even a turned Celeste reciting what she was coached to say, because a coach can only teach what was written down, and this was never written down." I turned to my father.

The wet sound of his cock punching into her. The way her hand smeared the glass. The thick, creamy strands of cum stretching from his cockhead to her open pussy. The way she sucked him clean like a good little whore. And I wanted that. More than anything in the world. The weeks that followed, I secretly bought toys. A lot of them. Thick ones that forced me open the way I imagined he would. Ones with veins and heavy heads. The ones that could vibrate with a push of a button.

“I am. Just not how you think.” I waved a hand around, gesturing between us and the rest of the training grounds. To the wolves behind them, still moving, still awkwardly trying to learn everything they were being thrown. “I’m not here to manipulate you into listening to me,” I went on. “I’m here to teach you so you won’t have to listen to anyone.” He sat that way for a moment, nodding slowly. The other wolf had shrugged and uncrossed his arms, relaxing just slightly. The kid looked confused in the best kind of way. Trying to soak everything in and rearrange the lessons he’d been taught since he could think.

I wish I could be as confident as him, if he knew I was gay I’m sure he would ask me to do worse. His eyes got big and bright like I gave him the best gift ever. “Deal. Let’s start with the first one.” He pulled his notebook closer and picked up the pencil, but his foot kicked mine under the table on purpose. “And remember, teacher. You have to teach me the right way. Explain everything slowly while you do it.” I glared at him and started explaining the limit problem, talking fast because I wanted this over quickly. He listened, writing numbers, but every few seconds he looked up at my neck or my chest and smiled. When he got the first one right my stomach dropped hard.

"Want me to teach you?" "Huh?" Damien nodded "It's actually very easy if you apply the right amount of pressure on the right spot" I gaped at him he was being serious. "I... dont need that particular skill set" Not wanting to hurt his feelings I add "Yet" "Tell me if you change your mind" Okay...

“No, I was just wondering if I’ll ever be able to do what you’re doing.” He finally looked at me, after he saved the file he was working on. His gaze was soft but intense. “If you want… I could teach you.” My eyebrows shot up. “Seriously?” Maxine nodded, leaning back in his chair. “I’m not just good at fighting and intimidating people, you know. I can teach too. I taught my Beta how to use the system when we upgraded the tech infrastructure.” I smiled slightly, still stunned. “I just didn’t expect you to offer. Or to know what I was thinking.”

Ember complained. "You're one work of art, Ember. Come here," he said, his lips smiling that she could even see under the dim lights. He stretched out his hands, asking her to climb down on him. She felt herself calming down slightly. "Don't look at the ground, look at me. Focus on me."