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"Don't hide from me," he whispers, his thumb brushing over the soft skin of my inner wrist. "I like to watch you. I love it when you touch yourself."
"What?" My voice is a gasp.
"In class," he explains, and his eyes are molten, dark. "The way you play with the chain around your neck, how you tug on your ear, the way you twirl your pen. I notice everything."
My heart is pounding, my body on fire.
"Nathan, I..."
He reaches out, grabbing me and hauling me against his chest. My hands press into his rock-hard abs, and I gasp, looking up at him, our faces mere inches apart.
"Please don't tell me to stop, Noelle. I can't, not now. Not after feeling your mouth on mine." His voice is rough, and the sound of it sends a rush of wetness to my core.
"Then don't," I whisper, and his mouth crashes down on mine.
This time, his kiss is different. There's none of the gentleness and hesitation from before. His lips are rough and insistent, and I feel the stubble on his jaw scratching at my chin. I part my lips, letting him inside, and his tongue meets mine, sliding and swirling as his hands grip my waist.
I'm on fire, burning with want, and I moan softly, feeling him harden against my stomach.
He pulls away from me, his mouth red and wet, and his eyes are black with desire.
"Say my name again," he growls, his hands tightening on my hips. "Tell me you want this."
"Yes, Nathan. I want this," I mumble, and his eyes flare, his hands moving to cup my ass and lift me.
I squeal, wrapping my legs around his waist, and he carries me across the room and lays me down on my bed. He looms over me, his large body pressing mine into the mattress. Nathan’s lips trail over my jaw, down my neck, and he sucks gently at the hollow of my collarbone.
Deep in my mind, there is a sort of panic telling me this is a mistake, that I'm risking my entire college career just to have a make-out session with my professor, but my desire for him overrides everything else.
Then he hitches one of my legs up to his waist, urging me to wrap it around him. I do, and he grinds into me, and it feels like the entire world shifts.
"Oh God," I moan, and his teeth scrape along the shell of my ear.
"You're so beautiful." His praise goes straight to my head, making me dizzy. "So sexy."
His fingers slip under my shirt, and he slides them over the bare skin of my stomach, pulling a shuddering breath from me.
"Nathan," I whimper, and his fingers hook under the wire of my bra.
"You have no idea how many times I've pictured doing this, how many times I've pictured fucking you."
Everything comes to a stuttering stop, and so much of the lust drains out of me in an instant. Of course, I knew where this was all leading, that he wanted to fuck me, but hearing him say makes everything all too real.
Because it makes it clear that I have to tell him something. I have to tell Nathan that I'm a virgin before things can go any further, and when I do, I just know he's going to laugh at how inexperienced and silly I am. I don't know if I can take it, but it's not like I can keep the secret either.
Nathan senses the change in my body, the tenseness that replaces how pliable I had been before, and he sits up, giving me space. "Are you okay?"
"Yeah." My face flames with embarrassment.
"Do you want me to leave?" he asks, and my eyes dart up to his.
"No," I whisper, and his face breaks into a small smile.
"Good. Then tell me what's wrong."
I bite my lip, considering my words carefully.
"Noelle," he growls, and goosebumps ripple across my skin.
