I sat down on the opposite side of the table to Peter, making my boyfriend look up at me. He raised his eyebrows.

"So?" He prompted. I bit my lip at him as I placed the paper on the cafeteria table, and his chocolate eyes immediately flicked down to look at it. They widened slightly at the red 'C' that was against the otherwise white canvas.

"A 'C'! Oh, angel, that's amazing!" He laughed as he took my hand and gently kissed it.

"Isn't it?! I know that I can still do better, but I'm definitely on the right track." I smiled and nodded.

"I don't suppose that you need another tutoring session tonight? You know...just to get you to the end." He teased, both of our lips threatening to curl into smirks as he kept my hand held in his.

"You know what, Pete? I think that I might." I returned the flirting, a giggle leaving my lips as his smirk widened and he raised my hand to kiss it again. Another month had passed since my last test, making it a month since I'd taught Peter how to French kiss. And, well...let's just say that he'd been improving greatly since that afternoon. We hadn't gone further in his tutoring yet, but we'd been more intimate in terms of our cuddling and kissing since his last session, with every small peck turning into a make-out, so much so that Peter would always have to stop himself from going further. It made me feel so confident and sexy that he always had to stop himself out of fear of us going too far before he was ready, but of course I was more than willing to wait. Though, with the amount that my boyfriend of three months had been flirting with me recently, I suspected that he was etching closer to the idea of sex by the day.

"I've got math, so I have to go, but I'll see you at my locker at the end of the day?" Peter asked hopefully as he stood from his chair and put his arms through his backpack straps.

"See you then, Pete. I can't wait." I smiled.

"Trust me, baby, neither can I." He smirked, making me giggle as he leant over the table and pecked my lips. I watched as he straightened back up again, my heart jumping in excitement as he winked at me before leaving the cafeteria. As much as I loved my shy, innocent, naive Pete, this sexy, confident, capable Pete that I was bringing out in him was also one that I very much liked. And hopefully, he liked it too.

Peter and I sat at his kitchen table, my boyfriend's arm around my waist and his hand lovingly massaging my hip as I scribbled the answer to the math question onto the paper. I bit my lip and stopped writing as I looked at it.

"Done...I think." I chuckled nervously as I looked at Peter. He leant further in to look at it, my heart jumping in anxiety as I tried to read his face. Though, it was hard with his eyebrows being furrowed and his lips being formed into an 'O' to look confused. After a second, he sat back up straight again, making me gulp.

"S-so? Did I get it right?" I questioned. He bit his lip and looked at me before a wide smile spread onto his face.

"You got it perfect, babe. The working out, the calculations, the answer itself, it's all completely correct." He nodded. My eyes widened.

"OH MY GOD! I DID IT!" I squealed in excitement, making Peter laugh as I leant forward and tightly hugged him.

"Yeah you did! And I'm so proud of you for it!" He praised into my ear. I pulled back and smashed our lips together, making him smile into it as he returned it. Just like I'd taught him to do, he slipped his tongue into my mouth, his hands starting to pull on my waist to bring me closer as we began to make out. I couldn't help but let a quiet moan sound, the noise clearly only making Peter's confidence surge more as his smirk widened, and his tongue explored more of my mouth.

"Wait, Pete, wait." I mumbled as I broke the kiss.

"What is it, babe? Are you okay?" He checked, his hand gently cupping my cheek to make me look up at him. I bit my lip as I returned the glance, my heart starting to race and the space in between my legs starting to dampen in anticipation of the next step in Peter's tutoring. But also...how he'd react.

"If you're ready for it, and only if you're ready for it, we should go to your bedroom for your next session of tutoring. Because, well...the next level is a lot more intimate than kissing." I stated with a nod. His eyes wavered slightly, his Adam's apple bobbing in a gulp as his eyes flicked over my face.

"O-okay...w-what's the next level?" He asked quietly. I gulped, my heart almost pounding out of my chest in fear of his reaction. In fear that I'd put too much on him too soon, and he'd be too freaked out to continue our tutoring. But there was only one way to find out. And that was by asking him.

"Eating me out, and fingering me." I admitted. His eyes widened and he gulped again as he pulled away slightly.

"Oh...my god." He scoffed.

"Of course if you're not ready for that, it's completely fine, we totally wait if that's too much too soon." I gulped and shook my head, my body filling with anxiety at the idea of having accidentally pushed him too far. He looked at me, his chocolate orbs still wide as they stared at me.

"I can't lie...I love the idea." He confessed. My eyes widened just like his had, a breathless and relieved laugh escaping my lips at his words.

"Really, Pete? You're not just saying that?" I checked.

"Fuck no, angel. I'm sure that you've noticed recently that I've been getting flirtier, and that's because I'm slowly but surely getting more ready for things like sex. I'm not ready for full sex just yet, but I'm definitely ready to taste and feel you." He scoffed and nodded. I couldn't help but smile and shake my head in relief, making Peter chuckle and cup my face as we looked at each other.

"God, I was shitting myself over how you'd react to that. I'm so glad that you're ready to do that." I nodded.

"Trust me, baby, so am I." He smirked, making me giggle as he leant in and reignited the kiss. I returned it, my eyes once again fluttering shut as I raised my hand to cup his face, and his hand moved to my waist to pull me against him. Within seconds, the kiss got heated again, Peter's tongue slipping into my mouth as we started to make out.

"Bedroom, Pete." I whispered against his lips.

"Mhm." He mumbled with a nod, making me smirk at his eagerness as he used his hand on my waist to stand me up. He kept our lips together as we started to stumble towards his bedroom, my fingers wrapping around his curls and gently pulling as his hands reached underneath my top to cup my waist properly. I squealed against his lips as he lifted me up and placed me on his bed before crawling over me, this new-found confidence immediately turning me on even more as he crawled over me. He leant down and joined our lips again, our tongues and teeth clashing and fighting for dominance as we hungrily made out. After a moment, Peter broke the kiss and pressed our foreheads together, both of us panting heavily as a result of the insanely heated moment.

"What do I do, baby? Guide me." He mumbled with a nod. I returned it and bit my lip as I looked up at him.

"First, of course, you need to take off my jeans and panties." I nodded.

"That's the easy part, huh." He teased, making me chuckle and bite my lip as he started to crawl down my body. He leant down and pressed kisses to the valley of my breasts and stomach through the fabric of my t-shirt, though my breath hitched in my throat and butterflies exploded in my chest as he lifted the bottom of the fabric off of my stomach to kiss the skin directly. He continued to gently press his lips to my stomach as his fingers undid the button and zip of my jeans. I bit my lip and lifted my ass so that he could pull them down, my pussy now violently throbbing as it begged for Peter to do something, anything, to it.

"Fuck me." Peter mumbled as his eyes fell upon my black thong.

"You okay, Pete? As always, let me know if or when you need to stop." I reassured as I lowered my hand to his hair. He shook his head and bit his lip, his eyes raising to look at me as he hooked his fingers into the waistband of my panties.

"To be honest, babe, all I'm thinking about is how much I want to taste you." He flirted before pulling my panties down in one sweep. I smirked at his words, my core now unbelievably soaked as Peter lay down in between my legs and put them over his shoulders so that his face was only an inch or two above my pussy.

"Okay, s-so what do I do?" He gulped as he looked back up at me.

"Do whatever feels natural, Pete. Sometimes, if people don't know what they're doing, they'll just do the alphabet with their tongue." I nodded.

"And that works?" He scoffed.

"Apparently." I chuckled. He returned it and shook his head before leaning down and gently attaching his lips to my clit. I sucked in a breath at the feeling that I hadn't experienced in so long, my eyes fluttering shut as he immediately started to eat me out.

"Fuck, Pete." I breathed out, the boy's lips and tongue already feeling incredible against my core as I started to gently pull on his hazel curls.

"Does that feel okay, angel? A-am I doing it right?" He mumbled against me.

"Fuck yes, you're doing it right, it feels amazing, don't stop." I moaned as pleasure began to run through me, and started to build the knot in my stomach. He smirked against me, my words once again clearly giving him a confidence boost as he curled his arms around my legs to pull me closer. His lips sucked on my clit, his tongue tracing letters against my folds to make me feel incredible as he worked wonders on me. For his first time eating a girl out, he certainly was nailing the fuck out of this.

"Holy shit, Pete, just like that, fuck." I choked, my entire being now just a moaning mess underneath my boyfriend as I squirmed and moved in any way that I could to deal with the building pleasure that was pushing me closer to my orgasm with every movement of his mouth.

"Can I add a finger, baby? I-is that okay?" He hummed softly.

"If you're okay with it, Pete, I am too." I nodded as I looked down at him. He returned the nod before retracting one of his arms from around my legs so that he could use that hand. Within seconds, I felt the gentle pressure of his finger entering me, making me sigh out and let my eyes flutter shut at the perfect feeling.

"Oh my god." I breathed out as I arched my back, and my mouth hung open.

"Is that okay, babe?" He checked.

"It's amazing, Pete. Now, you just want to thrust it in and out, add another finger if you want, and curl it when it's fully inside. Is that all okay?" I returned the check.

"For you, of course it is." He smiled, making me return it and bite my lip as he started to thrust the digit in and out. His finger and mouth were now working perfectly to pleasure me, every suck of his lips, flick of his tongue, and thrust of his finger throwing my body towards my orgasm as the knot grew tighter in my stomach with every movement. Moans freely left my lips, my fingers ruthlessly pulling on his hair and my back arching as much as it could off of his bed as I enjoyed what he was doing to me, my mind once again calling bullshit on this being his first time going down on a girl, given how fucking incredible he was at it.

"Pete, shit." I choked, making my boyfriend look up at me through his eyelashes.

"You getting close, baby?" He cooed as he continued to lick strips up my absolutely drenched folds.

"So close, just keep doing exactly what you're doing, and I'll get there." I instructed with a choke.

"Okay, angel." He nodded, making my back arch off of the bed again as he curled his finger inside of me. His entire arm was shaking now with how quickly he was fingering me, the veins harshly bulging out of his skin and only helping me to my orgasm quicker as he continued to devour my pussy. My body started to become rigid underneath him in preparation for what was about to happen, the knot unbearably tight in my stomach as I teetered on the edge. One more thrust and lick...and I was pushed over.

"Pete, holy shit, fuck!" I cried out as the knot broke. My orgasm started to hit me, waves of pleasure coursing through my body and taking strong hold within seconds as I harshly pulled on his hair. My mouth hung open, chokes and whimpers leaving my lips as my eyes squeezed shut and my legs shook over Peter's shoulders. After a few seconds, it passed, making me sigh out and relax back against his bed as my eyes fluttered open. I gulped harshly and looked down at him as he gently pulled his finger out of me.

"Holy...shit." I scoffed, making him smirk and stick his finger into his mouth before starting to crawl back up my body.

"Was that okay, angel? Did I do an okay job?" He asked, the boy clearly somewhat worriedly as he lay down on his side next to me and curled his arm over my stomach to pull me closer. I scoffed again and looked at him.

"Pete, babe, I came hard. So, yes, you did an okay job. More than okay." I nodded. He smirked and bit his lip.

"I'm glad, because you taste really good, so I'll definitely be doing that again." He chuckled as he nuzzled his face into my neck.

"Trust me, Pete, you can do that as much as you fucking want." I scoffed and shook my head, making him laugh into my skin as he pressed a couple of gentle kisses to it before cuddling up closer to me, after what had been yet another very successful tutoring session.