And once more.

And once more.

One fast lesson? Hardly. Now that I’ve began this, I’ll by no means cease.

“T-teach me,” she gasps between kisses. “Inform me what I’m doing unsuitable.”

Nothing. Not a single fucking factor. But when I inform her that, our lesson will likely be over, gained’t it?

“Tilt your head up.” My throat has been sandpapered. “Give me higher entry.”

She does as I say, and instantly I kiss her deeper, tongues sliding collectively.

“Mmph.”

I hope to hell that was a cheerful sound. Hope it is a good first kiss for Lane; hope it’s not ruining her life the best way it’s ruining mine, as a result of my physique is so wired proper now that I’ll by no means sleep once more. If my muscle mass tense any more durable, they might snap bones.

An ankle brushes in opposition to my calf as Lane twines round me like ivy climbing a tree trunk. Her breath is scorching, and her palms are in my hair, and he or she’s kissing me again fiercely, scraping these pearly tooth over my lip, and I can’t assume, can’t assume, can’t assume.

However Ineedmy mind. Must assume straight, rattling it, as a result of that’s who I’m. If I let my physique take over, if I’m dominated by my dumbest instincts, then I’ve no proper to be right here. No proper to teachanyone, not to mention Lane Rhodes, and fuck, what am I doing?

Tearing my mouth away, I stagger again. Lane thumps awkwardly in opposition to the cabinets, and a e-book slams to the library ground, the sound deafening within the quiet. Somebody, someplace, clears their throat.

Lane stares at me with these silvery eyes, her chest heaving.

“There.” I take a shaky step away down the aisle. “That’s—there. We’re carried out for tonight. Good, uh. Good work at this time.”

Good work at this time?

Screwing my face up and adjusting my glasses, I stride rapidly again via the cabinets to our issues, then pack up my laptop computer and sling my bag strap over my shoulder.

However there’s no have to act like Lane’s chasing me, no have to run away like a coward, as a result of even after I linger for ten seconds, she doesn’t seem.

She’s horrified, little question. Regretting all the pieces.

I knew this was an terrible concept.

5

Lane

Kissing classes with Ambrose Brent is one of the best concept I’ve ever had. Oh, heseemsall cool and aloof, like his toned, lean physique is nothing however a automobile for his huge mind, however now I do know in any other case. I’ve firsthand proof.

As a result of on Thursday evening, my tutor kissed me like my lips held the secrets and techniques of the universe. He squeezed the bookshelves on both aspect of my head so tight that the wooden creaked; he plastered his complete physique in opposition to mine. And Ifeltit: the unsteady, racing thump of his coronary heart. The wild power thrumming beneath his neat shirt. Every part.

Whew. It’s been three days, and I nonetheless haven’t caught my breath. A minimum of 4 separate folks have requested me if I’m feeling alright, and whether or not my fever-bright eyes imply I’m coming down with a chilly. Nope, no illness right here—justneed.

Raging, unhappy want for Ambrose Brent and no different man.

Thursday is simply too far-off. I’ll by no means survive that lengthy, not with this stressed pressure coiled low in my stomach; not with myflushed, over-sensitized pores and skin that goose pimples on the slightest breeze. I’ve taken extra chilly showers within the final three days than in my complete life earlier than this week, and it’s not sufficient. It’s barely retaining the tingles at bay.

IneedAmbrose. Not in a number of days’ time, and to not train me about Astrophysics. I would like extra kissing classes, and I would like them now.

Knuckling my brow on the stroll dwelling from a piece shift, I name my tutor and press the telephone to my ear.

Ambrose picks up on the second ring. “Lane.” He sounds anxious, his low voice rumbling in my ear. “Are you alright?”

Sure. No.

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