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“Is that okay?” Tess asked a few moments later.
“Could I ask… why?”
Tess smiled, mixing warmth and patience into a soothing tonic. “Of course. That’s what communication is. There’s never any topic that we can’t at least broach. The answer to this one is—unfortunately—that I’m not quite ready to share my bed with someone else. It’s been almost two years since I let someone sleep beside me… or do theotherthings that commonly happen when two individuals share a bed. I need a bit more time before I’m ready for that next step.”
Everything she’d said was reasonable, and even if it hadn’t been, it was her house, her bed, and her body. And so, he went to war with the despondency dwelling in his chest, viciously battering it away. Once he’d triumphed, he responded to Tess with a nod.
“Okay. I won’t try and rush you. I promise.”
“I appreciate that.” She nuzzled against him, hand speeding up slightly. “I also think you should be saved up and ready for when you climb into my bed. But until that time, I promise to make our days together as enjoyable as possible.” Her lips pressed against his ear. “We can go build that snowman you mentioned earlier this morning, bake a pie or two, maybe top it with whipped cream, and see if the igloo is still good at keeping the two of us warm.”
When.Not if. When. Liam shivered from dual sources of delight, but Tess wasn’t finished yet.
“And if you’re willing, I have a few suggestions that might help you reach the first of those goals you so boldly announced. You could practice on me every day.”
“I wouldn’t think a professor would want to keep teaching during her holiday,” he whispered, biting his lip as his cock twitched between her fingers.
“If it’s you, I’m willing,” Tess said. “If it’s you, I’m willing to do a lot I wouldn’t do with anyone else. You’re already a bit past being a diamond in the rough, but I still think a bit more polish could make you shine even brighter.”
Two teachers. First Avril, now Tess. Somehow, by some miraculous set of circumstances, he’d unwittingly enrolled himself into a very different type of schooling than the one he’d be heading back to in a couple of weeks.
“I’ll be your best student ever.”
“You already are,” Tess whispered huskily. “I do not doubt that the gap will keep widening from here. Now, time for number five.”
Liam helped Tess free his cock from his pants. He didn’t have much left to give her, but she still greedily took it all. She could have it. Today, tomorrow, forever after. He’d provide her with everything he had.
Five was what they decided was his limit. After that, she granted him his freedom from her couch. At some point, after all, he needed to head home and grab the things he needed for a sleepover. Given that he seldom saw his bed again for the rest of winter break, it ended up being less that he slept over and more that he now had another home.
Chapter Nine
Dangerous Driving
For reasons completely unknown, which certainly had nothing to do with the fact that he’d climaxed five times the previous day, Liam slept in. When he eventually awoke, it was due to the sensation of something soft and slightly warm tickling one of his cheeks. A soft murmur coaxed its way into his ears, and slowly, draped in one of the most satisfactory nights of sleep he’d ever experienced, those two things managed to rouse him.
It was bright in the room, though not because the lights were on. As it had the past few days, the pale morning light reflecting off the snow piled outside blasted through the meager defenses that all but the darkest of curtains could offer. However, it was slightly darker directly above Liam’s face, which he realized once he opened his eyes.
“Good morning,” the source of the loveliest sight he’d ever viewed softly said. “You slept in.”
Brunette tresses—they were what saved him from the penetrating light that filled the rest of the room. They fell in a wavy curtain to one side of his face, a few strands tickling his cheek after their owner sat on the bed beside him, then leaned over to wake him. He was thrilled when he finally did manage to open his eyes.
Eyes like glittering iolite hovered only about a foot above his face, suffused with boundless tenderness and warmth. They belonged to the woman of his dreams, and they reflected at least some of the true depths of his feelings for her back at him. More than yesterday. With any luck, change in that direction would become a trend.
“Good… morning,” Liam said, fitting a yawn between his reply. “You said I slept in? How much?” He could have rolled over, grabbed his phone from the nearby nightstand, and discovered that answer for himself, but that would mean he would have to remove his eyes from the marvelous sight smiling down at him.
“Quite a bit. I would let you rest, but it’s getting close to when you’re supposed to go and meet Avril.”
Ploddingly, his thoughts congealed. One day until Christmas Eve. Tess’s party. Presents. Shopping with Avril.
“Right!” The bevy of reminders proved sufficient in removing the final gelatinous tethers of torpor still clinging to him. “I need to shower and get ready.”
“Yes, you do,” Tess said, smiling but still lowering her lips onto his. It was like kissing pure sunlight, and it pushed him past just alertness—he felt wholeheartedly rejuvenated after the kiss ended.
“You know, you still haven’t given me any hints about what I should get you.”
“Truly?” Tess said, amusement scrawling itself over her face. “I happen to feel that you gave mequitea lot yesterday. More of that will outdo any ‘present’ I might ask for.”
Underneath the covers, Liam’s body remembered precisely what it’d given her. A full night’s rest—apparently more than that—had fully recharged his libido. Similarly, the past few days had done wonders for his audaciousness.
