Hot For Teacher(19)

“How did it start? What happened to get you guys to the point where you’re all sleeping together?”

I can feel him take a deep breath and then his hand starts moving again, but this time it slips under the hem of my shirt, and he starts rubbing my back…skin on skin. His touch feels amazing. I close my eyes and just take in the warmth of his fingertips.

“Are you sure you want to hear this?” At least he’s being considerate and asking if this is something I actual want to know.

“Yep.”

“We had all moved in within the same week, and we decided to have a small party one night to get to know each other.” His hand has started working its way to my side and closer to my breast. “We were all drinking, of course. We were out by the pool, and we started playing that stupid game Truth or Dare.” He laughs a little, remembering how it all started. “Anyway, one thing led to another, and before I realized what was happening, it was like a big orgy.”

“And…you liked it like that? You didn’t get embarrassed about anything?” I can’t believe we are actually talking about this. I can’t believe I actually asked him that.

“The naked body is a beautiful work of art.” He turns on his side, disturbing my resting place, so he’s facing me now with a complete look of lust in his eyes. He brings his other hand up and starts tracing my face with his fingertip. “I, for one, can’t wait to see your work of art.”

He grips the back of my neck, pulling me closer to him, then lowers his lips to mine. My lips part as soon as I feel his tongue seeking entrance. I need to feel him…any part of him. All I can think about is how good he felt pressed against me that night he laid in my bed with me. My fingers are trembling, but I manage to find the top of his jeans and pull his shirt up then place my hand directly on his side. I can hear him take a deep breath when I place my hands on him.

He scoots a little closer to me so he’s right up against me now, weaving his hand through my hair in the process. I know I’m getting turned on with the way my nipples have hardened and the fact that I’m almost positive my panties are wet now. All I want to do right now is get as close to him as I can. I snake my hand around to his chest, gliding my fingers over his taut skin. Holy hell, his abs feel so good!

Liam brings his hand down and cups my breast, giving it a gentle squeeze. He continues his downward path, placing his hand under my shirt, heading straight back up to my breast.

I pull back for a minute to catch my breath. “Oh, God.”

“Christ, Haley,” he says, panting.

I open my eyes and see him staring at me. “What…”

“Nothing.” He shakes his head. “Nothing’s wrong, but I’m not going to push you to do something you’re not ready for.”

I want this. I don’t think I’ve ever wanted anything so bad in my life. It’s time for me not to be the shy one. It’s time for me to go after what I want…and Liam is exactly what I want right now. I don’t say anything to Liam. I remove my hand from his shirt and rise up on my feet, all the while keeping our eyes locked on each other. I reach for the hem of my shirt and raise it up over my head, tossing it off to the side.

“Haley, what are you doing?”

I don’t say anything yet. I just give him a little sexy smile, well, I hope it’s sexy, then move on to removing my jeans and socks, leaving me standing in front of him in my matching purple lace bra and panties.

“Je-sus, Haley.” His eyes travel the length of my body. It’s like he’s memorizing every inch of me.

Liam hasn’t said anything else. I reach behind my back to unclasp my bra when he jumps to his feet.

“No…no…no.” He stands to his full height right in front of me. “Let me, please.”

I nod and wait for Liam to do what he wants. He finally brings his arms up and reaches around me, unclasping my bra then slowly lowering the straps, tossing it off to the side when it’s fully removed.

“Fucking beautiful,” he says, leaning down to suck one nipple into his mouth, then the other.

Hearing him say that boosts my confidence. Even though I really wanted this, I’m still nervous. The way he is looking at me tells me that he likes what he sees.

He starts kissing his way down my abdomen, lowering himself to his knees, and then he hooks his thumbs on my panties and starts to remove them. “Seriously?”

He looks up at me with a cocky grin while I laugh and look down at him through the valley between my breasts. “What? You don’t like it?”

The other night while the guys were out and about, the girls decided I needed a little grooming. I just didn’t realize that they planned to shave me bare. I still don’t remember how they actually talked me into it, but I do remember that alcohol was involved. I was a little reluctant in the beginning, but they had told me that I was a little ‘hairy’ down there and that caused me to feel a little self-conscious. I know they didn’t mean to make me feel like that; after all, they were just trying to help me feel better. I must say, seeing that look on Liam’s face made it all worthwhile.