Teach Me (Love Me) - By Alla Kar Page 0,29

I whispered.

She sighed at my touch and said, “Outer Hebrides.”

I smiled to myself. “Another wrong, sweetheart. That’s two and two.”

She smiled, closing her eyes. “How many more?”

“Two more,” I said. Bending over her, I trailed from Ben Nevis down to her hipbone where Plymouth was located. “Here,” I said.

She was panting. I knew it wasn’t fair. She couldn’t possibly concentrate. Hell, I barely could. “Um,” she panted. “Plymouth.”

I laughed into her hipbone. “Right,” I said. “Two for three.”

Sliding my tongue from one hipbone to the other I said, “Here.”

“Liam,” she whispered.

“What?”

“Please, you’re killing me.”

“Answer the question, Sarah.”

She shook her head and screwed her eyes close. “Um…London.”

“Close, but no. Three for three. Three pieces of clothes, Ms. Thomas.” She smiled, eyes still shut and then sat up.

“Hmm,” she said, looking over herself. “What to take off, Mr. Downs? I really only have three articles on.”

“Even better. Strip, Ms. Thomas.”

A cat like grin traveled up her jaw. She slid off the bed, and stood before me. I sat on the edge, with her in between my legs. With ease, she reached behind her back and unclasped her bra. Her breasts fell from there holds, and my dick jumped in my pants. Damn it.

“Two, please?” I asked. I wanted to beg but I kept my composure.

“Begging already, Mr. Downs?” She shook her head. “Good things come to those who wait.” I raised an eyebrow daring her. She smiled, reached around and pulled her jeans off. “Two,” she whispered.

Fuck. She looked amazing. Topless, only in her underwear, standing in front of me. Bearing all. I’d dated girls embarrassed to stand completely naked in front of me. But, Sarah didn’t care. She even wore a come and get me smile. I planned on it. Even if her stomach had the UK drawn on it, she was too hot to care.

“Three,” she mumbled, sliding her underwear off. My jeans grew tighter, and my blood was pumping hard. I took her in from head to toe. All the way down to the little strip of hair on her mound. Nothing turned me on more than that. She was made for me.

“Three,” I said, swallowing the large lump in my throat. “Three was my favorite.”

She laughed and took a step toward me. “Now, how about I get an award for doing so horribly on my test.”

I gripped her waist. “What did you have in mind?”

She ran her fingers along my shoulders. “How about you take off ones for the ones I got right. Doesn’t that seem fair?”

“It does.” I nodded. “But, I only have two pair of clothing articles on. And you got three right.”

She licked her pink, full lips. “Well, you’ll have to think of something to do for the third prize.” Her finger trailed down to the zipper of my pants. “I’m sure you’ll think of something, Mr. Downs.”

“Oh, I know I will. Come here.” She giggled when I picked her up and ran with her to the shower.

Chapter Twelve

Sarah

My entire body was sore. I stretched feeling every muscle clench in disapproval. “Ouch,” I mumbled, burying my head into my pillow. Nine fifty five. My alarm close would go off in five minutes. I reached over and turned it off then the memories from last night slammed into me. I sat straight up in my bed. There was an indention where Liam had slept with me, but no Liam. I almost frowned but noticed a small Post-It note on his pillow.

Had to get to class. Didn’t want to wake you.

I’ll see you at eleven, and don’t jump me in class,

like you did in the shower. Don’t forget to study.

Mr. Downs.

I laughed and placed the note on my bedside table. I snuggled my head into his pillow and it smelled like him. Sandalwood, rain and man. All man. My stomach tightened at the thought. I hadn’t thought twice about Matt since I caught him with Jamie. It still boiled my blood, because that was my best friend. I’d never do that to him. I would never get together with Tyler. But, I couldn’t complain much, I had made out with my teacher.

I got up and headed to the kitchen. Cody was sitting at our table with a coffee cup in his hand. There was one for me across from him.

“Sit down, Sarah. And tell me what the hell happened. I heard some noises from the shower.” He wiggled his eyebrows. My hand automatically went up to my stomach, where he had washed away the UK. He was