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EIGHTEEN

ONE LESSON WASN’T ENOUGH

Hannah

“Go,” he urges, opening the door and peeking down the dark hallway.

I slip past him, but his hand wraps around my waist as the last second, and he pulls me back. I land against his chest, and my hair flies past my face. One second, I’m confused, and the next, I’m consumed. Nolan’s mouth works over mine slowly but deeply with his hand cupped against my cheek and tangled in my hair.

I breathe in the charged air in cupfuls.

“‘Night, Hannah,” he whispers, gently pushing me out the door.

I can’t manage to say anything back to him. I’m too jarred by his gentle touch and lingering kiss.

Things feel different.

My body is sated, but my heart is jumbled.

There’s a distinct pull in my chest, and I’m too flustered to decipher what it is, even after I lie on the couch for an hour, tossing and turning.

I nibble on my thumb and try to fall asleep, but every time I close my eyes, all I can think about is Nolan.

Nolan’s mouth.

Nolan’s cheeky smile.

Nolan’s quick gaze when I enter the room.

Nolan’s low voice in the dark, coaxing me to break for him.

Damnit.

This isn’t good.

The orgasms are messing with my head.

I flop onto my back and sigh. My hair blows past my face, and I focus on Reign instead, in an attempt to push the feelings I’m conflicted over onto someone else.

Sadly, it doesn’t work.

The blanket flies to the floor, and I swing my legs to stand. My bare feet pad silently against the creaky wood, and I’m not even standing in front of Nolan’s door for two seconds before it opens. He’s standing there in nothing but low-riding sweatpants and his taunting abs.

He’s surprised one second, but the next, he’s pulling me inside and locking the door.

We stare at each other, but neither one of us says anything.

My heart skips when he takes a step toward me. He furrows his heavy brow-line for a fleeting second before placing his hands on both sides of my face and tilting my mouth to his.

I exhale a breath of relief when he kisses me, like there was no way I’d survive the night without it.

I ignore the thought and kiss him back.

My hands gingerly touch his waist, and he backs us up until he’s sitting on his bed, and I’m straddling his lap.

“What made you come back for more?” he whispers against my mouth.

His hands are holding my waist in place as my hair falls around us like a shield.

“I don’t know,” I say, edging closer to him.

“One lesson wasn’t enough?” he jokes. I know it’s an attempt to lighten the heaviness that’s silently behind our lustful touches, but it doesn’t work.

I gulp, and he pulls me in closer.

I go in for another kiss, and this time, it’s full of hunger.

Nolan’s tongue whips against mine, and the smallest moan slips from the back of my throat. I move over his sweats, and he curses under his breath.

“ Fuck. You’re addicting, Han. ”

My shirt is thrown onto the floor, and my hair tumbles down my back when he moves his lips to my jaw. He places featherlight kisses there and down the side of my neck, sending goosebumps to my flesh. I thrust my chest into his face, and he buries his nose before inhaling deeply, as if he loves my scent.

“Up,” he hisses.

I sit straighter, and his sweats are off and discarded near my shirt. Then comes my shorts and panties, and suddenly, we’re both bare, and there isn’t a single thing separating us.

The way I’m moving against him and the way he can’t stop touching every part of my body doesn’t feel like some lesson he conjured up.

Our touches are passionate, and from the outside looking in, we seem uncontrollable.

Nolan’s hand falls to his hard length, and I look down once before meeting his hooded gaze. My hand disappears in his thick, sandy hair, and when he positions himself, I slowly slide down and bite my lower lip until I’m so full I stop breathing.

“ Perfect, ” he whispers. “Are you on birth control?”

He tilts his hips, and I gasp out a ‘ yes.’

The way Nolan moves in and out of me, all while keeping my hips steady, makes me tingle all over. I feel an orgasm peaking, and I think he can feel it too, because he keeps still and lets me move against him the way I want to.

“That’s it, baby.” He pulls on my hair, and my head goes back with the tug. I shut my eyes when his mouth descends on my neck. “Get off for me.”

I move faster and roll my hips to hit the spot that he’s making sure to keep a hold of. My mouth opens, and a breathless moan clamors out. He catches it with his and pushes up to meet me halfway. I completely lose myself and chase the orgasm.

“Jesus Christ.” Nolan’s fingers dig into my curves, and in the midst of orgasming, he pushes up one more time to hit a spot that has my heart stopping. Then, he flips me onto the bed, and his come spills all over my stomach.

We both stare at the mess he’s made before making eye contact. My mouth stays open with shock, even while he cleans me up. After he throws the towel off to the side and helps me get dressed, he pulls me back to the bed, and we lie there in calm silence.

I don’t know how much time has passed when I feel him pick me up. I press my check into his chest in my sleepy state, and he carries me through the dark apartment and back to the couch.

The pad of his thumb trails down the side of my cheek before he rests it on my lip.

And then he turns and heads back to his room before my brother finds out that his best friend and teammate just showed his sister what it’s like to be worshiped in the bedroom.