Page 16 of Call Me Teach

I pause at the doorway when I see her standing in the bottom row, right next to the sin bin. Her back is to me with her long, warm-colored chestnut hair spilling down her back. My first thought is how perfect her locks are for pulling, but then I backpedal when the word beautiful comes to mind.

She truly is beautiful. I’m not sure I’ve ever thought of the opposite sex like that before. I know an attractive woman when I see one, but Hannah is different. Maybe it’s because I see her in her element, when she thinks no one is watching, or that I’ve seen her without any makeup on, sleeping peacefully on the couch. Either way, she is more than hot.

I shake my head and leisurely walk down the rest of the steps until I’m right beside her. She glances at me for a split second before turning back to the empty rink.

“Why did you have me meet you here?” she asks.

My elbow brushes hers, and I feel the energy already simmering between us.Fuck, we have chemistry.“Because Hayes will be home tonight, and I don’t think he’ll appreciate hearing his sister moan from my bedroom.”

I smirk when she snaps her head to me. Her jaw is unhinged, and I get a quick look at her straight teeth. She quickly crosses her arms, and I know she’s about to hit me with a bratty remark. “So confident in thinking you’ll be the one to get me to moan.”

See? Brat.

I side-eye her, and it shuts her up. My hands are on her hips a breath later, and I spin her around before forcefully pushing her up against the glass. “Want to try that again, Hannah Banana?” We both swallow at the same time, and it’s obvious to me that she feels the heat between us too. “I can tease you until you’re begging me to fuck you, and I promise I’ll be able to get you off.” I pause. “That’s not to say I will, though.”

Her bottom lip disappears behind her teeth, and there’s a little voice in the back of my head that is begging for me to kiss her.

I’m not much of a kisser. I’ll suck on a girl’s neck, pull on her lobe with my teeth, and whisper dirty things into her ear, but I’m not a big fan of making out. It’s too…intimate.

But I kind of want to kiss her right now.

“Fine.” She finally breaks. “What’s the lesson for tonight, then?”

Excitement nearly chokes me. I grip her hips tighter to keep her steady because I have a feeling she wants to flee. “I’m gonna watch you get off under the lights.”

Her lips part. “What?”

I nod. “You did it for me in the dark, and now you’re going to do it where I can watch.”

Her eyes fall to my chest, and I’m thankful she can’t see how fast my heart is beating.

“It’s a lesson that needs to be learned, Hannah. You can’t be embarrassed. The sooner you’re comfortable with showing me what you look like when you come, the sooner you’ll be able to do it during sex.” She meets my eye for a brief second because she knows I’m right. “I think that’s your problem. You are afraid to let anyone see you like that. You’re afraid to give someone the power to bring you to the brink and then watch you break.”

She’s looking everywhere but at my face, and suddenly, this isn’t about getting her skills up to par in the bedroom and more about proving to her that she can be vulnerable with me. I want to make her feel safe enough to let me see her like that.

Fuck, what am I getting myself into?

“Before you get off for me,” I say, removing my hands from her waist. “I want to show you something.” I pull her toward the locker room. Once we’re inside and the door is shut, I take her tothe bench that has the perfect view of the showers. “Take a seat. I’m going to get off for you first.”

Her mouth opens in shock, but to my surprise, she takes a seat.

“Good girl,” I say before stripping off my shirt and throwing it to the side. “Now watch and learn.”

TWELVE

IF YOU WANT SOMETHING, TAKE IT

Hannah

Steam billows out from the shower, and I’m already sweating. My teeth clamp down against one another when Nolan grips the waistband of his joggers and drops them to his ankles. I immediately skip my attention past hisdefined abs and lock onto the grip he has on himself.

Oh my god…

I’m not a virgin, but looking at a naked Nolan makes me feel like I am.

His bare feet slap against the wet tile, and I stare at the rippling muscles along his spine. They flicker when he reaches up and runs his hand through his damp hair. Heat hits me in the face when he turns slightly, and I get a glimpse of his strong profile.He’s perfect.

“You okay over there?” Water drips to the edge of his nose, and he flicks his head. He turns all the way around and grips himself again.

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