Teacher (Voyeur #6) - Fiona Cole Page 0,38
gripped my hand and led me back over to our seat. Still in shock over the rush of sensations, I could do nothing but sit there, wide-eyed, and waiting for the next move.
He dragged his hand through his hair and leaned his elbows against the bar, smiling. “Still your hero?”
“Yeah,” I laughed. “Just a really dirty one.”
“You want to try again?”
“I think I’m good for tonight. As not-great as that was, I think it was a step up from earlier.”
“I’m proud of you for trying.”
His compliment almost had me bouncing in my seat. “I learned from the best.”
Daniel slid a water my way, and I took a healthy sip. I’d had enough to drink and watching Zane down his own had me desperate for a water.
“So, can I confess something?” Maybe it was the earlier drinks, or maybe it was just my need to share with him that this process was working, but when he looked my way, eyebrow raised, I found myself admitting what I’d done. “I masturbated.”
His eyes widened comically large before he blinked and looked at the bar. His eyes moved back to mine to find me almost bouncing in my seat. Now that I’d said it out loud, I wanted to get it all off my chest and share with someone who knew how awesome this was for me.
“I mean, I’d tried before, and I just couldn’t focus my mind enough to make it work, but after what we’d done, I was lying in bed and just…just had to. It was amazing.”
His lips slowly quirked up in a smile. I was sure I shocked him with my confession.
“Sorry, I’d usually talk to Alex, but she’s been busy, and you’re my next best friend. I also figured I’d let you know it’s working.”
He took a deep breath and finished his drink before setting his glass on the bar and reaching across the space to rest his hand on mine. His smile shifted from a little forced to genuine. “I’m glad for you, Hanna. It’s what you’re working toward, and I’m proud of you for taking control.”
“It was awesome,” I sighed dreamily.
“It usually is,” he laughed.
“How often do you masturbate?”
He rubbed at his forehead with his thumb and laughed harder. “Honestly?” he asked, wincing.
“I mean, we might as well continue with the honesty.”
“Not often. I don’t have to.”
“Oh.” I sat back, the realization of what he meant hitting me. “Well, good for you,” I said, forcing a smile I didn’t quite feel. Not that it mattered because Daniel and I owed each other nothing.
“I never asked, is there someone specific you’re doing this for? I know you mentioned trying to flirt in the office today. A certain someone catching your eye?”
“Umm…” I tucked my hair behind my ear, hesitating. Why was this making me uncomfortable after I just admitted that I pleasured myself? I shook off the nerves. “His name is Sean. He was the guy at the dinner party at Carina’s. Someone told me he liked me, which I know sounds very juvenile.”
“Not at all,” he said, waving away my concern. “Do you like him?”
“I don’t know. I have a hard time letting myself get comfortable with him, so we don’t get to talk much. And when we do, I start laying down some sweet math puns.”
“Well, then how could he resist?” he joked.
“I don’t know, honestly. I think I’m kind of focusing all my attention on this and letting the rest fall in place.”
“I think that’s smart.”
“Thank you. For everything,” I added softly.
“It’s my pleasure. Sometimes literally.”
We both laughed until he cleared his throat.
“So, do you mind if I ask if you’ve tried more than once?”
“Ugh, yeah,” I groaned, dropping my head to the bar.
“Well, that sounds less promising.”
“I couldn’t…I couldn’t do it again.”
“Is there a reason holding you back?”
Well, I won’t let myself imagine you jerking off anymore, and that seemed to be the key to my orgasm. Yeah, that wouldn’t go over well. Instead, I avoided answering with a shrug.
“How about we meet at Voyeur again next week?”
I perked up. “Yeah?”
“Of course.”
“I can pay for a membership. I don’t want to take advantage of your generosity and have you miss out. I know it’s a hefty amount.”
“Don’t worry about it. This isn’t about a club membership. This is about me helping a friend.”
“Thank you, Daniel.”
“Of course. So, what do you want to do next?”
“I don’t know. What do you want to do?”
One side of his mouth tipped up, and he turned just enough to