Nora glanced at her best friends Lissa and Grace as they slid out of the cab behind her, running a hand through her straightened auburn bob as she took a slow breath. The night life of Nashville was calling to the two on this busy Friday night, though Nora wasn't certain of their grand plan to welcome her to the city.
“OK, girl. You look hot and we are going to have fun before college starts on Monday,” Lissa explained to her, her green eyes warm as she smiled at Nora. Her hair was pale blonde and hung in loose curls around her shoulders, adding to the Little Bo Peep look that she had going for herself.
“She is going to get wasted and sloppy for a change,” Grace threw in, running a hand through her thick straight hair dyed a deep black at the moment. Her indigo eyes flashed as she winked at Nora. “You're here and newly single and starting over. Do it in style!”
Nora was a bit scared of what style Grace was suggesting as she looked down at the little black dress that she wore with some sexy heels. It had the appearance of being sheer and lacy, but it really wasn't - a fact Nora made certain of before they left the house she was sharing with her best friends. She held her hands to her side, regretting the fact that the ruffled skirt barely hung past her fingertips.
Her friends headed inside the club and Nora went through all the motions of paying and showing her ID. She headed to the bar after them, where many shots were ordered as friends of Grace's surrounded them. Nora could barely remember their names as she smiled and said hello, leaning against the smooth shiny wood of the long bar.
“Bottoms up, baby girl!” Grace leaned in to say to her, handing Nora a shot glass filled with something purple. Nora smiled and tilted her head back slowly to drink it, loving the sweet taste of the liquid that slid down her throat. “We'll start with this and move up.”
Nora listened to the conversation around her as she drank a few more, letting Lissa drag her to the dance floor as the buzz started to take her over. The girls moved to the middle of the floor and danced to the song, as Nora closed her eyes and felt the beat pulse through her. No matter what was happening in her life, dancing was always something she was willing to do. Her ex-fiance back in New York slipped out of her mind as well as the time spent going to school there to be close to him.
The lights flashed around her as she closed her eyes and moved her hips to the songs that came on next, sort of knowing them from the radio without really knowing the names. Bodies moved around her, hands brushing over her curves as she raised her arms above her head, letting the alcohol take her over. The fact that she hadn't drank too much with Adam was going to be a blessing or a curse at the end of this night.
Lissa took her hand and led her back to the bar where a fresh set of shots awaited them, getting both of them a glass. “Here's to us, love!” Lissa tossed hers back and Nora did the same, tasting sweet lemon this time. That led to three more shots and people buying more before they headed to the dance floor, leaving Lissa and Nora alone.
Nora glanced at the clock, seeing that they'd been there for two hours already. “Oh, it's Liam! I'll be right back, Nor,” Lissa said excitedly next to her, rushing off as Nora blinked at her. She gazed back to the shots and raised an eyebrow as she picked up another, drinking it easily.
“Are you celebrating or in mourning?” The voice caught Nora off guard, laced with a husky tone and close to her ear, and she turned her head curiously. “I'd guess the first watching you dance out there.”
"I...I am celebrating, I just moved here to go to school with my best friends,” Nora replied, taking in his deep gray eyes and black tousled hair. He was gorgeous in that understated way, subtle. He got better as she looked at him a bit longer. “Join me?”
“Sure. I'll buy the next round,” he agreed, taking one and clicking it against hers gently as he locked gazes with her. “I'm Rory.”
“Nora,” she said softly, finding them pressed closer together as the crowd gathered around the bar. They drank, still eying one another as she blushed and found herself enjoying his warmth. He smelled lightly of peppermint and some type of musk, and she inhaled slowly but deeply. They talked about the town and continued to drink together, with Rory taking her hand to pull her to the dance floor as people returned to their spot. He'd made sure to buy another round, smiling at Nora as she thanked him.
The song was slower and she was feeling no pain as she moved close to him on the large dance floor. He looked into her eyes and pulled her closer to him by her hips, lightly tracing her skin as she stared at him and moved against his body sensually. Nora didn't know what was happening to her as she rolled against his hips to the beat that he created, but she felt sweat building in the tendrils of her hair.
Nora took a slow breath as she slipped her arms around his neck, playing with his hair as she gazed into his eyes. “Jesus. You're driving me crazy, Nora,” Rory told her, dragging her right against his body and pressing against her firmly. She widened her eyes as he kissed her softly, realizing that he wanted her as much as she wanted him.
His lips tasted like the lemon drink that they'd been enjoying, and he moved them against hers as he slipped his hands around her body. She let her eyes drop closed as he tilted his head and deepened it easily, holding herself against him tightly as their tongues danced together. Nora gasped as he pulled away, clinging tightly to him. “Rory,” she murmured, blushing as she realized that she'd just been completely making out with him in front of everybody.
“Drink,” Rory told her huskily, pulling her by the hand to a less crowded part of the bar. Nora sat on the stool as he moved behind her and kissed her hair.
“Are you driving?” Nora asked him as he ordered a beer and asked what she wanted. “I took a cab.”
“I live right around the corner. I own a condo over there,” Rory explained, and she sucked in her breath as he slid his hand down to the edge of her skirt and brushed her bare skin. Nora ordered a drink randomly as her mind raced with what she wanted to do versus what she should do. She wanted to drag him to his condo and let him do anything he wanted to do to her, and she grabbed his hand and brought it over her thigh. “Nora?”
"Yeah?” Nora murmured, feeling him trace her skin gently. She parted her legs slowly and leaned against him as the bartender slid their drinks to them. Rory paid him with a bill across the counter and she took a long sip as she closed her eyes. Nora knew she didn't need the drink, but she felt the courage building inside of her as she swallowed. Rory bravely slipped his hand up a bit further and she bit her lip as he traced the damp skin of her upper thigh. She pushed it higher looking around to see how obvious it was as he pushed against the lace of her panties, letting out a soft moan.
"I want to touch you so bad,” Rory told her, stroking harder as she pressed against him. His finger found her swollen clit as he moved it, forcing Nora to still against him as she took a slow breath. “Come for me.” He moved the cloth aside and found her damp folds, stroking and teasing her as she dropped her hand away and clutched her own leg. “I want to hear you, Nora.” He slipped a finger into her, leaning forward as his thumb brushed her clit and she let out a cough and widened her eyes.
“Don't stop. I'm close, Rory,” Nora whispered, feeling him go deeper and harder as she rocked against him. “Oh, God. I'm going to explode.” She bucked forward as she came hard for him, hearing him groan in her ear. Rory slowly pulled his finger out of her as she gasped and rubbed it against her lips before moving it to his own.
“You know I don't do this all of the time, don't you?” Rory whispered, sucking it into his mouth as she frowned. Did she even care at this point? “You're so beautiful.”
“Take me home,” Nora said quickly, not wanting to lose her fear. She desperately wanted him and Nora glanced up to see her friends looking at her across the bar. Grace eyed Rory before winking at her while Lissa looked between Nora and Rory with a worried face. Nora was asking him for a one-night stand as they watched her, and she felt her skin redden as he leaned forward to kiss her neck.
“With pleasure,” Rory whispered into her ear, nibbling on her lobe as she stared at Lissa. Her friend shrugged and nodded helplessly after a nudge from Grace and Nora closed her eyes again. He downed his beer in one long drink as she stood on weak legs and stared up at him. “You look scared, Nora. I'm not going to hurt you but I would like to see you do a lot more of what you just did in a private setting. I want to make you feel amazing.”
"I know,” Nora told him, watching as he cupped her face and brushed her lips with his before kissing her firmly. He slipped his hand down during the exchange and pulled her against him and towards the entrance slowly.
“You'll be very safe,” Rory assured her, staring into her eyes as she smiled. She knew that despite her hesitation, but she couldn't live with the regret of not doing this impulsive act.
“Nora!” She turned to look behind her to see Lissa coming up to them, giving them both stern looks. “Be good to my girl. She knows that I can find her in an instant and I will if she doesn't contact me in a couple of hours.” Lissa let a smile cross over her face and hugged Nora. “Have fun. Make sure he wears one.” The girls had used a tracking app on Nora's phone to help her if she ever got lost.
“Oh, god.” Nora groaned, shaking her head at her friend. “I'll call you.” Lissa gave them both another look and turned to go back into the bar as Nora looked curiously at Rory. “That was...awkward.”
“Your friends love you. I was watching them as they kept an eye on you,” Rory assured Nora, making her blush. He leaned down to peck her lips and pulled her outside by the hand into the crisp air. Nora looked around as they walked, slowly letting the reality of what she was doing settle into her stomach. It was different and it was crazy, but she wanted it. Rory squeezed her hand as she looked around the busy sidewalk, making her smile.
“They do.” Her voice was soft as she let her cinnamon colored eyes take him in slowly, admiring his lean-yet-muscled form and messy hair that she really wanted to grab onto.
“Do you like what you see?” Rory teased her, and Nora dragged her kiss swollen lip between her teeth.
“Very much so,” Nora assured him, feeling the dampness forming between her thighs. “Do you?”
"I like what I see and I love what I felt,” Rory told her, his voice low as he picked up their pace. She hurried with him, watching as he turned into a condo complex and walked them down the cement path. His breath was coming out in short ragged sounds and she watched in slow motion as he pushed her up against the door and kissed her deeply. “I want to take you right here and now.” His lips claimed hers again, their tongues meeting as both of them gave in to their desire. Nora was dimly aware of a door being unlocked and she held tightly to him as he eased her inside.
Rory shut it and turned her back to the door to press her against it, moving his hips against her body as she moaned helplessly. She wrapped her legs around him as she let one hand drop between their bodies to stroke him over his pants. He pushed her finger against her and she mewed softly as he watched her. “I want to taste you,” Rory told her softly, nibbling again on her ear.
It wasn't difficult for Nora to touch herself, moving her panties aside and gathering her juices on her finger as she stroked herself. Rory kissed her neck as he listened to her moans, nibbling as she realized how close she was to another release. He gripped her ass with one hand and brought his other one up her body to stroke her breast, the nipple pressing firmly through the dress. Nora hated wearing a bra and had always felt that her modest B cups weren't much to hold.
She gasped as he pinched her, his other hand digging into her skin. “Oh, god. Yes,” Nora cried out, her fingers slipping inside of herself as she closed her eyes. “Harder.” Rory bit her neck as she came, his hand meeting hers as she pulled it out. Nora could barely breathe as she lifted her fingers to his lips, inserting them inside as he sucked on them and stroked her slowly. Nora moved her legs to stand on the floor, unzipping his pants as he stared at her. “Your turn.”
Rory watched as she dropped to her knees, licking his tip as she yanked the jeans down. Nora stroked him slow and hard, slowly letting him have some control and slide into her mouth deeper. He gripped her and moved a little faster, making her moan and pull him in deeper. “I wanted to throw you up on that bar so bad and rip this dress off. I have never wanted someone like this,” Rory told her, closing his eyes and dropping his head back. “I am so close, Nora.”
He came hard at her urging, crying out her name as she sucked him dry. Rory took a deep breath and looked down at her, stepping out of his pants. He was bare underneath and still half-hard, and he pulled her up by the hand and kissed the corner of her mouth. Her heart was beating furiously inside of her chest as he kissed her again, pushing her further into the room. She allowed him to move her as they kissed slowly, closing her eyes in the darkness until she knew that she was going through a doorway and being set on a bed. “Off,” Rory told her, and Nora moved up to pull her dress over her head.
Rory kissed her again as she threw it on the floor, his hands tracing her body slowly and curiously. She could never get enough of these lips and his tongue at this moment, and she kicked off her shoes as she moved back onto the mattress. He followed, making a trail down her jaw and neck as she groaned out loud. His hand cupped her just before his lips passed over her nipple, squeezing it enough to push her between his teeth. Nora arched her back with a cry to offer him more, wanting to give him everything that he wanted and needed without a thought.
He kissed, licked, and nibbled both breasts thoroughly, his hands sliding over her skin as she panted underneath him. “Feels so good,” Nora whispered, her eyes closed and fingers tugging at his hair.
"I have never wanted to make someone feel so good in my fucking life,” Rory assured her, their eyes locking as she let hers open. “God, Nora.” He kissed just below the swell of her breast, sliding her underwear down her legs as she moved her body up. He parted her legs slowly as he kissed down her flat stomach, his fingers lightly teasing her. “So wet. So sweet,” Rory whispered to her, as she raised her hips to tell him to move lower.
“Please,” Nora begged him, losing what was left of her dignity and leaving her raw and needing. Rory pressed his open mouth against her inner thigh, biting gently as she closed her eyes and tugging before he breathed hot air on her clit. He kissed it, his tongue slipping out to taste her, tease her. Nora turned her head as she moaned, catching their reflection in the mirror. It was dim and just from the bright streetlamp outside of the open window of the second story bedroom. She watched as he moved between her legs, captivated by the way he moved as he tasted her.
“You're watching me,” Rory said huskily, and she slipped her hand into his hair and nodded slowly. “So hot. Watch yourself come for me.”
Nora did, bucking against him as she kept her eyes glued to the mirror and let out a keening sound. Her face pinched as she came hard, coating him and she watched as she bit her lip. Had she always looked like this? Had she ever come like this before?
Rory dragged her over the mattress to face the mirror, urging her to drop her head back as she gasped. “Now I am going to watch myself inside of you. I want you tight for me.” Nora stared up at him as he dragged her legs apart and moved between them, balancing on one strong arm. He eased himself against her entrance and pushed in slow and deep as she bit her already sore lip. Nora didn't hear his words as her heart pounded and her body gripped him tightly, clinging to the sheets as she dropped her head back to watch. Rory moved slowly at first, letting her body settle tightly around him before moving deeper. Their eyes met in the mirror for a moment as she sighed slowly, and he moved harder against her body. Rory kept his eyes on her as he lowered his body to take her nipple into his mouth as he drove himself deep inside of her.
Nora watched as he dragged her skin between his teeth, feeling him take her over and over. Her body was ready to go but she tried to hold off, not believing it could be as strong as before. She wanted to wait for him. He started to moan her name, grunting it as he moved harder and deeper and moved to her neck. His lips pressed into her skin as he shot inside of her, causing her to let go as she gasped out loud. It wasn't as strong but it was equally as good.
Rory fell against her, lifting her face to kiss her gently as they both let out a breath. “I am very glad I have a mirror now,” Rory whispered to her, kissing her softly again. “I want to watch you again in it, on your knees as you take me.”
“Oh, god,” Nora moaned, pulling him closer to her. “I am going to get some water first. Want anything?”
“You sure? I can get you something,” Rory offered, making her blush as she thought back to their sex.
“I need to clean up anyway.” Rory nodded and rolled off of her, giving her time to watch him hungrily. Nora stood and made her way to the bathroom to clean up, then heading into the kitchen. Though small, the condo was modern and nice and she admired it as she walked over the hardwood floor. She grabbed two waters from the fridge, noticing something with the university logo on the counter.
“He must go to the school too,” Nora murmured, smiling at the thought. She didn't mean to look further, but she noticed a list of names with his name at the top, and realized that he was a teacher. “He looked as young as I am.” She allowed her eyes to read the name of the class-one that she was taking-and realized that it was the same time as hers.
“You okay out here?” Rory asked her, walking naked into the kitchen as she read down the list of names. “What's wrong, Nora?”
“You're my teacher,” she said tonelessly, her eyes locked onto her own name.
“You just slept with your student,” Nora told him, resting her head in her hands.
“You're not my student yet. It's the weekend,” Rory assured her, moving forward and pulling her against him. He kissed her neck as she let her head drop back, making her moan. Rory shoved her onto the kitchen counter, the granite cold against her skin as he spread her legs.
It was wrong as he plunged two fingers inside of her, making her lay weakly against the stone as she welcomed him. Rory pushed into her deeply as she begged him to be inside of her, taking her rough and hard. It wasn't sex...it was the hardest fucking she'd ever received before.
Nora loved it.
She grunted and gasped as he drove himself inside of her, splayed over the counter helplessly. She didn't orgasm from it, still stunned by realization she'd made and the aggressiveness of his actions. Nora memorized the way that he stretched her and filled her, feeling every drag of his cock against her inner walls as he took her harder and harder before stilling and thickening. She moaned as he came, falling weakly against the counter after meeting him thrust for thrust. She sucked in deep breaths of air as he pulled out and stroked her thighs before telling her to roll over.
Nora did, though weakly. Rory picked her up and asked her to get the waters from the counter before carrying her to his room. “I probably don't need to tell you this, but that really turned me on.” He set her on the bed where Nora pulled the sheet around her trembling body. “I am not going to stop fucking you, Nora. I can't.”
“I can't drop the class. I am taking it with my best friend and we both really need it. I am so close to graduating...” Nora let her voice trail off as she stared at him, his eyes deeper in color.
“Then it's just a few months we need to pretend, in which time you'll likely get sick of me. We'll have to keep it secret and I promise not to think too hard about taking you on my desk,” Rory told her, and she dragged her lip between her teeth. “Don't do that in class. It makes me want you.”
“I...” Nora wanted to tell him no. She wanted to do the right thing. Nora also knew that she felt like she couldn't walk away from this, from him. “I need to text my friends.”
"Tell them that you're staying. I'll get you home tomorrow,” Rory told her, raising his eyebrow at her as he waited for her to speak.
“OK,” Nora agreed, looking across the floor for her purse that had fallen to the floor. She clutched the sheet around her as she moved to get it, pulling out her phone and taking a slow breath. I'm staying here, L. I'll see you tomorrow. Love you
Nora sent the text and slid the phone back into her purse before looking at him. Rory stepped forward and slid the sheet from her body, his eyes dropping to take in her skin as his eyes darkened in lust. “Come to bed.” He took her hand and dragged the sheet along beside them, urging her back onto the mattress. “This is going to be alright.”
“Your job...I'm a student. I don't know if we should do this.” I was stopped by his lips capturing mine softly and I pulled him closer with a slow tug of my hands.
“I am not stopping this,” Rory murmured, kissing me as he pushed me onto the bed and moved over me. I let him, feeling the blanket drape around us as he kissed me harder. “Stay.”
Nora walked into class the following Monday, tugging a hat over her eyes as she dropped them to the floor. Lissa was chatting beside her, but Nora could only hear her own heart beating in her ears, getting louder and louder. She took a seat in the back, feeling Lissa's eyes on her and she sent a small smile her way. “You don't like the back,” Lissa told her, and Nora shrugged.
“I don't mind it,” Nora said, doodling on her notebook as she heard footsteps and Rory's voice greeting the class. She could only remember the sounds of him coming the night before as he fucked her on her stomach in front of his mirror and the way he said her name as she took a long sip of the much needed coffee that she'd bought. Nora forced her mind to the present and stole a small glance of him wearing black slacks and a deep green shirt that somehow brought out his eyes. Their eyes met very briefly as he told them what to expect, making her heat up inside as she settled in her chair.
It was going to be a long semester.
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