Page 70 of Love and the Laws of Motion
“I have to teach class this morning.”
He took her by the shoulder and rolled her onto her back, smiling down into her face.That smile made her heart thump painfully in her chest, every single time.“I can’t imagine having a teacher who looked like you when I was in college.I might have tried harder to stay in DeWitt.”
Livie rolled her eyes.“Come on.You don’t have to say stuff like that to me because we’re...you know.”
A wicked smirk unfurled across Nick’s face.Oh, she knew what was coming next.Nick was going toteaseher.He loved doing that, saying anything and everything he could to get her to blush.He didn’t have to work hard to do it.“We’re what, Livie?”
“Come on.”
“You mean because we’re hitting it?Tapping that?Netflix and chilling?”
She shoved ineffectually at his shoulders.“You know what I mean.”
“Yeah, but I want to hear you say it.”He captured her wrists in his hands and pinned them to the pillow on either side of her head.Her body began to hum with arousal.
“Why?”She’d suddenly gone all breathless.
“Because it’s hot.I wanna hear you say it.”
Of course she knew what he was getting at, but she played dumb to drag the moment out.Two could play at this game.“Say what?”
Nick leaned down until his lips were right next to her hear.“Tell me what we did last night, Livie.Tell me what we were doing when I put you on your knees and made you hold on to the headboard, and grabbed hold of your hips.What did we do, Livie?What did I say to you while I was doing it?Say the word.”
Her eyes fluttered closed and her sex was suddenly aching and wet.Her voice came out as a breathy whisper.She rarely cursed, but for Nick, right now, she’d make an exception.“Fucked.We fucked.”
Nick let out a sound that was little more than a growl.“Damned right we did,” he muttered, as his teeth closed over her earlobe.“And we’re gonna do it again.”
She hooked her heels over his calves, pulling his hips tight against hers.“If you say so.”
Oh well.She hoped the subway was on time today, because she was definitely going to be running late.
Half an hour later, she scrambled out of his arms.“I really do have to go this time.”
Nick fell back on the bed, exhaling dramatically.“Fine.When are you back?I finally finished that stupid security system job.We could work on the program this afternoon, if you want.”
“Sure,” Livie muttered distractedly, hunting for her bra in the clothes scattered across Nick’s floor.Last night Nick had started undressing her seconds after he’d closed the door behind her, flinging garments everywhere in his haste to tumble her into bed.
The bra emerged from underneath Nick’s inside-out jeans.As she clipped it closed and twisted it around her body, Nick propped himself up on one elbow and reached out to drag his knuckles along the side of her breast.“Bye, friends.”
She swatted his hand away.“You’re obsessed.”
“With your breasts?I am absolutely obsessed.I will not apologize for that.I’m literally going to be counting the minutes until I can see them again.”
She pretended to frown, but secretly his words warmed her already heated body.She loved that he loved touching her—that he wanted her so much.It made her feel beautiful, desirable, sexy.Never in her life had she ever thought to apply anyoneof those three words to herself.
He toyed with her bra strap as she turned her T-shirt right side out.“You sure you can’t stay?”
“Class.”
“Right.You stand up front while half the class fantasizes about you.”
She burst out laughing.“You’re deluded.They don’t even know I exist.I’m just a boring grad student telling them a bunch of stuff they have no interest in hearing.”
He ran a hand down the length of her thigh as she reached for her phone on the bedside table.“Trust me, they know you exist.I promise you, you’re starring in a dozen sexual fantasies during class.”He sat up behind her, brushing her hair away from the back of her neck before dropping kisses down the length of it.“If you’d been my teacher, it would have been all I could think about.”
But she barely heard him, frozen into disbelief as she stared at the latest message to show up in her university email account, reading it and re-reading it, trying to understand.
“I can’t believe this!”
