Done Right (She Teaches Him #1)

by Rhianna Burwell

My clit hasn’t been touched once the entire time I have been naked, and that’s a big fucking red flag for me.

If I were less seasoned, less mature, I might let him finish. I used to believe that if I am already here, I might as well finish what I started. I might as well let them have a good time, even if they won’t do the same for me. But, at the ripe age of twenty-four, I am finally realizing that men deserve no such thing, and I decide I’m done with this shitty experience. I don’t need to be a sex doll for this man any longer than I already have been.

I miss who I was twelve minutes ago, she was so full of hope.

I don’t know what it is with men who suck at fucking, never being able to take no for an answer. Either get good or get out, buddy.

No one has ever looked at me like that. I feel like he would fall at my feet if I asked him to, and he would thank me for the opportunity.

If I want just orgasms, I have a battery-operated toy that will do the job just fine. I go into sex for the intimacy and the chance to watch someone else fall apart.

I never believed in love at first sight, but I know for a fact that lust at first sight is fucking real.

His moans feel like rewards that I have been granted for doing a good job, and it lights a fire inside of me that I didn’t even know had been burnt out long ago.

know sex can be good, but at the very least, I want it to feel equal. I want to feel the same pleasure that men are allowed to feel, and if I don’t, then it isn’t worth it to me to fuck someone.

When he lays me down on my bed, his lips join mine again, making me actually whimper this time.

“Jesus fucking Christ, make that fucking sound again,”

Instead of guessing what pleasures her, I watch her body, so fucking carefully, trying to pinpoint what feels good and what doesn’t.

I slide my tongue across her clit again, making her back arch and a sound come out of her mouth that could make me cum right here. I keep doing that, watching for when it becomes too much for her. I put my whole mouth on her clit, sucking like my life depends on it. I can’t believe I have gone my whole life without seeing a woman like this. Without seeing Emma like this. I’m unsure if I was really living before. Instead, I was just floating around, unaware of what I was missing.

“The only thing better than feeling you cum on my cock, is feeling you cum on my face,”

I just need him to ruin me for everyone else. I just need him to claim my body as his own, finally giving me what I need.

That’s probably my favorite thing about being with Finn. He is always trying to anticipate my needs for me, so I don’t have to tell him. Of course, sometimes I hide it better than he can see it, but he is getting better and better at reading me.