I gasp in surprise, grabbing his neck with my hands, but he laughs. "Don't worry, champ. I’ve got you."
Champ. A new nickname for me, and this time I like it. And not only because of what it means. But also because of how he pronounces it.
I place my head on his shoulder and melt in his arms while the most handsome man in the world takes me inside the house.
We go right into the living room. I probably should feel uncomfortable that we're going to make out at my parents’ house, but to be honest, I feel nothing but happiness.
"The second door from the left," I say when he starts walking up the stairs.
My voice is hoarse, as if I’ve been screaming, while my body is so weak it feels like I’ve been practicing for days.
"I know," he says easily, "you sleep with the lights on, and I watch you through the window every night. Even though I see nothing but your curtains, I can't go to sleep until you turn them on. That's how I know that you're home, and you're safe."
He watches me every night... Those words ring in my head. I thought I was the one who watched him from afar while he walked the hallways of the academy.
I close my eyes and inhale his scent deep into my lungs, trying to remember every second of this day. I’m sure that this won't happen ever again. He's my teacher, and I'm his student; he's going to get fired if someone finds out. And that's why I need to save every single detail in my memory.
He closes the door to my room and gently places me on my bed. I finally open my eyes and look at him. He smiles, and I smile back.
Usually, my bed seems big to me, but now, when he's standing next to it, I regret that I don't have a king mattress.
"You can't even imagine how many times I’ve thought about doing this," he whispers, looking into my eyes, his own blurry with need.
Alex gets on the bed and places his leg between mine, pushing them apart and pressing his knee hard to my swollen pussy.
"I knew I shouldn't think about you this way, but I couldn't help myself." His words are like music to my ears, music I could listen to forever.
He leans closer and gives me a long, tender kiss, opposite of what happened on the hill. This kiss is so gentle that I think about how much strength and patience he has. He didn't get his release yet but doesn't rush. I guess he's trying to make me comfortable first. Which makes me like him even more.
Although it seems like it isn't necessary since I've never been so aroused in my life, and I’m ready to rip off his clothes right this second.
Alex pulls away slightly, brushes his fingers over my bikini top, and makes a kind of feral roar when his fingers push the fabric to the side, exploring my naked breasts.
My body tenses with insecurity, and I shut my eyes with embarrassment.
What if he doesn't like sex with me? He's so experienced while I'm still a virgin. I haven't even been kissed before him. What if...
"Stop overthinking, Gabi," he says as if reading my mind and leans closer again.
I feel his breath on my skin even though my eyes are still closed.
"Open your eyes," he whispers, and I do what he says.
For a couple of moments, we simply stare at each other before he finally says, "You're so beautiful. Relax and let me enjoy your body."
I exhale deeply and start slowly releasing tension from every muscle in my body, like when the yoga teacher tells you which part of your body to concentrate on.
He didn't actually say thatIshould relax and enjoy the process, he mentioned that he's the one who's going to enjoy what he’s doing.
A warm, pleasant sensation spreads across my body from those words.
I let him take off my bikini, slowly untying the knots at first from my top and then from the bottoms, leaving me completely naked for his eyes.
"So beautiful," he whispers, exploring my body attentively like a painter who wants to remember every single detail.
Maybe he wants to remember everything because he knows it won't ever happen again...Those stupid words appear in my mind, but I try to kick them out immediately. Nothing is going to ruin my mood today.
"That's not fair," I whine, unable to recognize my own voice because of how hoarse it sounds. "You're still fully dressed while I'm already naked."