Page 18 of Call Me Teach

I rub my thumb against her clit again, but this time, I go hard and fast, and she pushes herself closer to me.

“I am confident. Just look at you letting go for me right now.”It’s fucking beautiful.“I know you haven’t gotten off during sex… but tell me,” I grip her chin with my free hand and stare at her mouth. “Have you ever gotten off like this for your ex? Have you shown anyone the face you make when you come?” I squeeze her jaw. “And faking it doesn’t count.”

Our eyes meet, and hers are hooded with lust. They droop with something seductive, and I want to be the one to put that look in her eye over and over again.

Fuck, am I all of a sudden addicted to her?

I slip a finger inside and hook her leg around my bare hip. My dick is hard again, and I know she can feel me pushing against her.

“No,” she admits quietly, looking me dead in the eye.

I back her to the tiled wall and finger her a few times before I can’t take it anymore. My mouth is on hers, and I’m swallowing every little whimper that climbs from the back of her throat. Our tongues dance against each other, and I feel her everywhere. I bite onto her bottom lip and slip another finger inside of her, hooking it to hit a different spot.

She breaks our kiss, and her head goes into my shoulder.

“Fuck my hand, Hannah.” I smirk when she whimpers.I think she likes it when I talk dirty.“I want to be the first man to ever watch you come. Give it to me.”

Hannah’s hips start rolling against my palm, and I press harder to give her clit the push it needs. She’s moving quickly, and I watch her pussy swallow my fingers.

“Oh my g?—”

I rub my palm against her clit one more time, and she breaks. Her legs go slack, and her eyes shut. I stare at her parted lips, and her moan is a melody to my ears. My fingers push deep inside as her pussy continues to wrap around them to ride out her orgasm. I’m tempted to bring her to another orgasm just so I can watch her again.

“Good girl,” I whisper against her ear.

Her entire body shakes in my arms, and when I pull my fingers out, our eyes meet.

“I…” her voice is raspy and her eyes are wide. “I can’t believe you got me off.”

My lip lifts. “Looks like we both earned an A.”

FOURTEEN

GET OUT OF MY HEAD, NOLAN

Hannah

I’ve been to thousands of hockey games over the years.

With an older brother playing hockey since I was barely old enough to walk, I’ve lived most of my life at the rink.

However, Wilder U’s hockey games are the rowdiest I’ve ever been to. The student section is so loud and rambunctious that even Aria is perplexed.

“You weren’t kidding!” she shouts into my ear. “I’m even more excited to start attending Wilder U now.”

I laugh while keeping my eyes on the game. Hayes has already gotten two points, and both assists were from Nolan, which is really no surprise. I’m beginning to understand that Nolan is a force to be reckoned with—on and off the ice.

“And…” Aria gets closer to me. “This game is totally worth driving back to EC at midnight tonight so I can catch my shift in the morning.”

“I vote you stay with me and just call off.”

Aria shakes her head. “I can’t. I have to save enough so we can live lavishly when I transfer.”

“If eating ramen and using Hayes’s Netflix subscription is living lavishly, well then…okay.”

We both laugh and continue to watch the game. There are a few girls that I know from classes in front of me, and when they keep peeking back, Aria finally asks them what they’re looking at.

“Sorry,” one of them squeaks. Her cheeks have too much blush, and her glossy blue eyes sparkle under the lights, telling everyone who looks at her that she’s had too many beers. “We aren’t gawking at you two. It’s just…” She looks past my head, and I turn to see the spectacle.

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