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teasing her throbbing lip.
    With his mouth ravenous on her lips, Elena wondered if she was jeopardizing his job, actually enticing this young man to touch her when they were only supposed to go over the rules of the club.
    The teasing soon grew into desperate suckling and Elena moaned again as the throbbing inched close to painful.
    "Ah. Sorry..."
    She could feel him struggling to stay still on top of her but soon his mouth was back on her, finding the sensitive spot on her neck, hungry and needy. Elena arched her back, relishing the feel of him, the weight of his warm body as lustful mouth stubbornly locked itself against her skin.
    She caught her breath when deft hands pushed her sweater up and bit her lip quickly as indecent fingers slid under her bra and feasted. His hands were big and fit so nicely Elena couldn't stop herself from arching herself deeper into his clutches.
    Alex groaned, his movement turned erratic, fast and aggressive, before he abruptly stopped.
    "I shouldn't be doing this," he said quietly, his lips back to her neck. Elena closed her eyes, staying still as his thumb caressed the peaks of her breast, turning them oh so hard.
    She gave a piteous moan when he pinched her slightly, her body bucked under him. Her thigh grazed against his erection and she whimpered, his name escaped her soft lips.
    "That is against the rules, too," he said, his voice low and intimate in her ear, his breath ragged. Elena wanted to tell him she didn't care but he was starting to rub himself against her and she lay there willingly, relishing all the hardness.
    "Can you tell me why?" she breathed.
    A tongue went slowly down her neck and then she heard his reply. "Definitely against all the rules in session One... but even in session Two, this is a big no no," he told her, even as his hips were still busy moving against hers.
    "A no no...?" She was just echoing what he was saying at this point, lost in the pleasure of being under his weight, his touch, the feel of his hardness all over her.
    "No genitals in session Two," he said, pressing even closer to her, his hands pushing her bra aside. "And a minimum of two clothing items."
    He dipped his head and sucked her nipple, greedy fingers having their fill of her softness. Elena found her hands deep in his hair, silently begging and hoping he would not stop soon.
    When he came up for air, she asked, "A minimum of two clothing items?"
    "Mmm," he said, his lips finding hers again, nibbling gently at her lower lip as his hands pushed her sweater up. Elena lifted her arms, blushing at her own boldness while Alex stripped her of the garment.
    He closed a wet mouth on her earlobe, whispering, "If we were in session Two, I could do this... and this."
    Elena gasped when she felt his hands on the top of her jeans, shivering slightly as he unbuttoned and unzipped them. Her heart was racing but she let Alex pull her jeans all the way down and off her legs, moaning in a low and satisfied voice when his warm fingers slid up her bare skin.
    "You can have the same, too, right?" she asked between more kisses that he was raining on her lips.
    "The same what?"
    Elena opened her mouth to answer but his hand had strayed between her thighs and she moaned instead, mortified when both of them found out just how wet she was.
    Alex kissed her gently as if to reassure her, his hands went back to her waist and back, pushing her up to meet his hard frame as he continued dry humping her.
    "The same what, Elena?" he repeated, his voice low and husky. She started to feel the ache between her legs now that she could feel his hardened cock even better without her jeans being in the way.
    "Two... two clothing items."
    "I can." He pressed the flat of his tongue against her hardened nipple, lazily sliding his whole body against hers. Then he took her hands and guided them toward his chest, making her unbutton his shirt. Elena stopped him when he tried to shrug off his shirt.
    "Leave it," she whispered, her hands