She nods. “You know I will.”
Brix turns back to me. “At least you don’t have to worry about me trying to steal your girlfriend either, huh?”
“Because you’re gay, or because she thinks you’re a bit of a dick?” I query.
“Both,” he says with a grin. “I’ll see you guys later. And Nate?”
“Yeah?”
“I really do owe you one this time.”
“You owe me ten,” I correct.“Are you sure I can’t tempt you into letting me come up?”
We’re sitting in her car, which I’m driving, outside her apartment. She gives me a stern look and shakes her head.
“I told you already. I have six hours until work. I need sleep.
“What if I promise to let you sleep?” I ask. “Well, after I’m done pleasuring you in sixteen different ways. Then I’ll let you sleep,” I concede.
She shakes her head and bites back a smile.
“I have a shift in six hours,” she protests. “And if you come up, I’ll get no sleep at all. Zero.” She shakes her head. “Stay over tomorrow. Hell, you can stay over every night for the next year. Except tonight.”
“Wow. I can’t believe you’re passing up six hours of pleasure for sleep,” I murmur. “I’ll tell you what. You let me give you more kiss on the lips, and I’ll let you go. Okay?”
“What’s the catch?” she asks, narrowing her eyes.
I shrug. “No catch. I just like kissing you.”
“Okay. Fine. One kiss.”
She giggles and leans over, pressing her lips against mine, then she pulls away.
“Happy?” she asks.
I shake my head and lean over, sliding my hand over her thigh. She groans, swatting me away, a look of desperation in her eyes. I smirk at her and lean closer to whisper in her ear.
“Those aren’t the lips I want to kiss …”
“Five minutes,” she agrees, giving in. “And then you’re leave.”EpilogueOne year laterNate“Five minutes,” she warns me, giving in. “Then you leave. Got it?”
She narrows her eyes at me when I start laughing.
“Sorry, I’m just experiencing some crazy dejavu right now. We were sitting right here in your car about a year ago, when you said that exact same thing to me.”
“That was the first night you spent at my place, wasn’t it?” She smiles at me when I nod. “I went to work on only an hour of sleep. It felt like the longest shift of my life.”
“But it was worth it, right?”
Her smile disappears. “I mean it, tonight.” She warns me, her voice firm. “I’m not going to fail that exam tomorrow.”
“I know you’re not,” I agree. “Because you’re ready for it. You’ve been studying non- remember?” I give her my most charming smile. “Spending the evening with my tongue buried inside you will probably do you some good.”
Her cheeks go pink. She hides a smile and reaches for the door handle.
“Well, come on, then. Before I change my mind.”
I follow her upstairs, taking every opportunity I can to touch her along the way. Every look she gives me makes me sure that what I’m about to do is the right decision. I’m nervous—more than I’ve probably ever been in my life, but if everything comes together Iike I’ve planned it, she won’t be forgetting tonight anytime soon.
We’ve been together for nearly a year and it’s been the best year of my life. Every day I ask myself how I got lucky enough to score such an amazing, beautiful, talented girl. We spend so much time at each other’s places that we’ve pretty much lived together for the last six months anyway…asking her to marry me seems like the next logical step.
“Do you know how much I love this ass?” I whisper in her ear, running my fingers over her curves while she tries to unlock the front door. She turns and playfully swats my hands away.
“Will you stop that,” she giggles.
“Sorry,” I murmur, but the I do it again. “I can’t help it if you’re irresistible.”
“This is eating into your five minutes,” she warns me.
“Speaking of eating…” I put my mouth to her ear, nibbling gently on her lobe. “How about you feed me some of that delicate, wet pussy already?”
She bursts out laughing. “After that comment, you’re lucky if I don’t kick you out.”
I give her a wounded look. And here I was thinking I was being smooth.
She finally manages to get the door open and we stumble inside. She flicks on the light and then takes my hand, leading me through the living room, toward her bedroom.
“Come on, then,” she says, motioning for me to follow.
I don’t need to be told twice.
By the time we reach her room, I’m already naked and ready to go. Hannah turns around, eyes widening at the sight of me in all my glory. I look down and shrug, running my hand along my stiff cock, watching it spring back when I let go. I grin, because guess what her eyes are glued to?