Chapter 2
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I melted slowly into Adrian's arms, my muscles going loose and limp one by one.
He let out a low, satisfied hum of approval.
"That's it. That's exactly how it should feel. Just relax."
His greedy hands roamed from my back, sliding slowly around to my front.
A jolt of electricity shot through my whole body, leaving a trail of tiny, buzzing tingles in its wake.
I was so caught up in the sweet, dizzying rush of it all that I didn't even notice his hand was already resting on the soft, full curve of my chest.
The next second, he gave it a sharp, hard pinch.
"Ah!"
The breathy, pleasure-soaked gasp slipped out before I could stop it, and even when I clamped my lips shut tight, the little whimpers kept bubbling up anyway.
His hands weren't gentle anymore, not like before. They were rough, urgent, kneading and squeezing at me like he couldn't get enough.
He leaned in close, his warm breath fanning hot against my ear.
"Don't hold back. Your door's about as soundproof as a sheet of paper. I could feel how badly you wanted this the second I stood outside it. Don't tell me you don't crave this just as much as I do."
My whole body shook without me meaning it to. Every nerve ending was screaming.
"Stop. Don't do this. I have a boyfriend."
My half-hearted, lie-filled answer clearly annoyed him. He tilted my head to face him with a light, firm grip on my jaw and pressed his cool, soft lips straight to mine.
"Good students tell the truth. Lying makes you a naughty one."
The tiny spark of resistance I'd just barely felt flickered out the second his mouth moved against mine. He was way too good at this, way too good at turning my brain to mush.
I whimpered into the kiss, little shaky, embarrassed huffs of breath spilling from my throat.
That only made him touch me rougher, work harder to drag more of those sounds out of me.
And he stopped holding back entirely at that point.
He grabbed the hem of my nightgown and yanked it straight up, shoving it all the way to my neck.
Every inch of my bare skin was on display for him, no secrets left to hide.
His eyes lit up, wild with excitement when he saw me.
"Wow. I had no idea your body was this perfect."
He licked his lips, not even bothering to wipe the spit left from our messy, heated kiss.
He ducked his head down to my chest, sucking and lapping at my skin like he couldn't get enough.
My skin was burning so hot I felt like a volcano about to blow, molten heat pooling low in my stomach.
Shame, decency, every last stupid rule I'd ever cared about went flying out the window right then and there.
"Wait. Not here. We can't do this here."
His clever tongue swirled and flicked over all my most sensitive spots, driving me crazy.
His hands weren't idle either. He pried my tightly pressed thighs apart, firm and unyielding, his touch leaving trails of fire everywhere he went.
"Relax. All of this is included in the lesson package. No extra charges, I promise."
I was no match for his strength, not even close.
If I was being honest with myself, I didn't even want to fight him off. I didn't want him to stop.
This feeling was too good, too high, like I was soaring straight up into the clouds, no ground in sight.
Adrian ripped his own shirt off in one quick, frantic motion. His rock-hard abs and the bulging, thrumming veins under his skin drove home just how strong he was.
The place where those veins led was hidden under his jeans, and in that moment, I couldn't hold back any longer. I reached out and undid Adrian's belt buckle.
He looked at me like I was the perfect, fast-learning student.
He didn't lift a finger to stop me, just let me yank the belt free.
Even through the thick denim, I could feel it; his c**k, hard and thick, already straining impatiently, ready to get to work.
"Why'd you stop? I promise I won't let you down, okay?"
He stared at me, his gaze heavy with playful heat.
The second our eyes locked, all I saw was the raw, hungry lust in his, and my last scrap of common sense went up in smoke.
I swallowed hard, my throat dry.
I went straight for his fly, yanking the zipper down.
But right then, my phone buzzed loudly, killing the mood instantly.
The word "Boyfriend" popped up bright and cheerful on the screen.
My first instinct was to silence the call right away, but Adrian snatched the phone before I could touch it and hit accept.
He leaned in close to my ear, grinning mischievously.
"My dating lessons are tailored to every type of partner. If you don't turn on the video, how am I supposed to figure out what kind of guy your boyfriend is?"
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