Chapter Thirteen | Nick

"I wish you wouldn't wear that."

Talia stops in her tracks surprised before grinning at me. "Why not?"

My eyes scan her body from head to toe, noting how every dip and perfect curve of her body is showcased in the tiny white bikini. She looks too fucking sexy for her own good; her nipples poke against the flimsy fabric and I suddenly flash to the moment they were in my mouth, her body squirming underneath me and her mouth opened in a permanent O as I feasted on the sensitive flesh.

I knew she'd be incredible, but nothing, and I mean should feel as good as it feels when I'm deep inside of her.

I wait for some form of regret to wind its way into my body and consciousness, but it never appears. What we did wasn't wrong. I like her. I really fucking like her and fate was just being cruel making the woman of my dreams also one of my students.

I still can't believe I was her first. Most people in her generation were having sex before they were even out of middle school. Thank God no one caught her attention. I have to admit it makes me a little happy that I'm the only one that's got to touch her. That I'm the only one that knows and will ever know what her tight little pussy feels like.

I want to beat on my chest like some kind of caveman as I stare at her. She's beautiful. In a white two piece bikini, her face free of makeup, and her braids swooped into a low ponytail.

"Why not?" Talia repeats, capturing my attention.

"Because I won't be able to concentrate with you looking like that." I tell her.

Talia grins in response before erasing the distance between us. "Good." She gives me a soft kiss before stepping back. "I'm ready."

Today we're spending the day on my yacht. It's the last day of Spring Break for the both of us and I have no idea what it means for our future when the sun rises in the morning, but for right now I was going to enjoy every second we had together.

"How are you with sea sickness?" I wonder after helping her onto the deck.

"I've never been on a boat before," She states. "So I guess we'll find out."

"I'll be sure to take a step back." I joke.

"Good call." She grins.

I give the captain the go ahead to sail off before coming over to sit next to Talia on the blanket. I have a little picnic set up for the both of us equipped with a wicker basket filled with finger foods and snacks, wine, and strawberries. "I'm happy we're getting to do this." I tell her. It feels like a weight has been lifted off my chest not having to hide my feelings anymore. I wasn't sure how much longer I could deny my attraction.

"Me too." Talia smiles and I can't help but brush my lips against hers. "Did you think we'd get here?" Talia asked.

"I hoped." I answer truthfully. "When I met you in the diner that day I thought you were the most beautiful woman I've ever met."

"Even in my uniform?" She scrunches her face which makes me laugh.

"Even in your uniform." I assure her before kissing the frown between her brows. "But I didn't think I'd ever see you again after we said good-bye."

"I didn't think so either. I was so shocked when I saw you at the front of the classroom."

"Not as shocked as I was when seeing you behind a desk." I tell her.

Talia giggles. "You looked more pissed than surprised."

"I was," I admit.

"Why?" Talia wonders, breaking gaze from me long enough to pick up a strawberry from the bowl.

"I was pissed that you were more off limits than you were before and I'd have to watch you date and be with other guys at the school." Just the idea of her talking to another guy was enough to set me off.

"You're the only person I'm interested in at Kerrington." She reassures me, giving me a sense of calm that I didn't know I needed.

"I better be."

Talia rolls her eyes before taking a bite of her strawberry. Instinctively my eyes drop down to her lips and unable to help myself, I place a hand on the back of her neck and pull her close and crash my lips onto hers.  Her lips taste sweet like strawberry and I groan, kissing her deeper until I feel we both need to let up for some air. Talia holds out the rest of her strawberry out to me and I take a bite.

"How old were you when you lost it?" Talia asks, surprising me.

"Sixteen." I answer. "I was away at boarding school and there was this cute girl I liked. I had no idea what I was doing but it was her first time too."

"I've always been curious. I just knew that I didn't want to lose it with just anyone."

"Thank God for that. I don't know if I'd be able to handle knowing some guy touched what was mine."

"I don't know," she shrugs. "Now that I know what I've been missing out on, it would be good to have some more experience."

I growl, making Talia snap her eyes up from the bowl of strawberries.

"Don't even think about sleeping with someone else. You want some experience baby, I'll give it to you. I have so many things I want to do with you Talia, you'd run away screaming if you knew how far I planned on testing your limits." I tell her before taking the strawberry she held in her hand, setting it back down in the bowl.

"What are you doing?"

I scoop her up from the ground and into my arms before answering. "I'm gonna remind you who you belong to."

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The rest of the day is nothing short of perfect. After reminding Talia that she doesn't need to go searching for anyone other than me to satisfy her, we jump into the water and play and swim. I'm convinced she was a mermaid in another lifetime with how at ease she is in the water and what a great swimmer she is. She wasn't like the girls I dated in the past who would rather tan in the sun all day and take pictures in their bikini rather than actually getting in the water.

But not Talia.

She swam, jumped and splashed around with me until we were both tired out. It's a little after five when we decide to leave and Talia falls asleep on the way back to my house. I don't have the heart to wake her up so I scoop her up in my arms and walk her into the house and put her in the bed.

She stirs awake the moment her head hits the pillow. Her sleepy gaze greets me and I suck in a breath at how beautiful she is.

"Please tell me I didn't sleep the whole way back."

"You did." I grin at her.

Talia groans in response. "I'm sorry."

"Don't be. You're adorable when you're sleeping." I plant a kiss on her forehead. "Do you still want to go out to eat or would you rather order in?"

"Can we stay in? I'm too tired to go out and be around people." Talia says which makes me laugh.

I kiss her, unable to help myself. "Okay. Let's take a shower then we can decide what to eat." I say.

"Okay." Talia agrees before sitting up in bed. She reaches behind her to untie the knot in her bikini and the material falls down and I suck in a breath as I gaze hungrily at her nipples that are hard thanks to the cool air. She stands before pulling her bottoms down until they pool at her ankles. "Do you have a towel I can use?" Remi asks, innocently.

I stalk over to her, seeing the mischievous glint in her eyes. She likes the effect she has on me. She's enjoying it.

Hell, I am too.

The second I have her in my grasp my mouth claims her, kissing her until she's whimpering for me ease up. I break the kiss and lift her into my arms, her legs automatically wrap around my waist and her warm center rubs against me looking for friction.

I groan, torn between taking her in the bed or shower. The image of her pressed against the wall taking all of me while water drips down her body is enough to guide my steps towards the bathroom.

"One second baby. Let me get undressed than I'll give you want you need." I tell her and she slides down off of me before turning on the water. I pull my shirt over my head and reach for my shorts when I hear the doorbell ring. "Fuck." I clip.

"Who could that be?" Talia wonders.

"I don't know but I'll get rid of them." I tell her before stalking off to see I who was about to kill because they were keeping me from Talia.

My sister is known to pop up from time time but so is my mom and I hope like hell it wasn't either of them because I didn't want to deal with any of them right now.

I just wanted to go back to my girl.

The doorbell rings again and I look through the peephole and curse underneath my breath when I see who it is.

What the fuck is he doing here?

"You gonna stand there checking me out all day or you gonna let me in asshole?"

I curse once more before unlocking my door. "What the fuck are you doing here Charles?"

My best friend Charles Dent steps through the door, not bothering to wait for me to let him come in.

"It's good to see you too man." Charles says and I snap out of my shock and annoyance and give him a hug.

"It's good to see you. I'm just surprised that's all." I say.

"I see. Did I catch you at a bad time?" He motions towards my bare chest.

"Yeah, kinda." I admit.

"Oh shoot. You have somewhere upstairs?" Charles ask and before I can tell him yeah and he needs to leave, Talia calls out before she appears at the top of the stairs dressed in a towel. "Now I see why you wanted to get rid of me." He says so low underneath his breath that only I can hear.

"Oh, hi." Talia says brightly, but I can tell from the look on her face that she's feeling awkward.

"Hi beautiful." Charles take a step forward and I notice Talia flush at his smile and white hot anger burns in my throat.

Charles has always had this effect on women. When we were in college he had women literally drooling over him and nothings changed as adults. I see what they see; he's over six foot tall with a wide chest and solid muscles, caramel brown skin and dimples. I've never had a problem with him using his charm but now they're directed at my girl and now I want to punch his ridiculously good looking face.

"Fuck off Charles, she's mine." I warn him before turning and jogging up the stairs to Talia. I pull her with me back into the room. "You need to get dressed."

"Who is that?" She wonders.

"My best friend Charles."

"He's hot. Like seriously, I kinda forgot my own name when he spoke and smiled at me." Talia says which makes the anger I tried to burn only fuel hotter. I didn't want her thinking any other man is attractive but me.

"Seriously?" I glare at her.

"Oh relax. I'm yours. I'm just saying there should be billboards with his face on it somewhere." Talia teases.

"Say it again." I grip the back of her head, grabbing a fistful of hair. I hear her intake of breath and watch her eyes darken with lust. "Say it." I order her.

"I'm yours."

I crash my lips to her, not easing up even when I feel her trying to break free. I kiss her harder, needing her to know that she belongs to me and that no other man can or would ever make her feel like I do. When I do finally pull back, I have her bottom lip between my teeth before I release her. Her lips are swollen from my kiss and her breathing is erratic but she looks satisfied.

"Get dressed. Your sexy ass is mine later tonight when Charles leaves." I tell her before leaving her to go back to Charles.

He moved from the front door and I find him in my kitchen leaning against the counter.

"She's gorgeous man." Charles tells me when I make my way back to him.

"Thank you." I head for the fridge, open it, and pull out two beers for me and him.

"How'd you meet?" I tell him about meeting Talia at the diner and stepping in before she made a mistake with that college prick. I told him about how special she is and how she makes me feel and save the fact that she's also one of my students for last. "Jesus, man... are you for real right now?'

I take a sip of my beer before nodding. "Yeah."

"How does that work?" He wonders.

"Guess we'll figure it out tomorrow." Talia and I spoke on the boat about it and we both agreed that we would keep our relationship a secret until she graduated. We were able to hide our feelings for this long, so we should be able to do it for another two and half months.

"Have you thought about how much trouble you could get in for dating one of your students?" Charles asks, sounding a lot like Ryan.

"I have and she's worth it." I tell him. "I think people seem to be forgetting that I work because I want to, not because I need to. Not to mention that if Talia wasn't my student, our relationship wouldn't be inappropriate. She's eighteen. An adult." I say, a little annoyed that people kept thinking that me jumping into a relationship with Talia I was just doing by the fly of my pants. The risk was there for sure, but being with Remi outweighs them all.

"You don't need to get defensive with me man. I'm happy for you." Charles tell me.

And I know he means it.

The two of us have been friends since our freshman year in college.  And where I got into an Ivy League of because of who my family is, Charles got in all on his own. He's smart, a hell of a lot smarter than me, loyal, and the only real friend I have.

"Thanks man." It was good to know that I had one person on my side through this whole thing.

I hear soft footsteps coming down the stairs and moments later Talia walks into the kitchen, freezing when she sees us.

I smile when I see her dressed in my sweats and one of my black shirts and her hair lays damp on her shoulders. I can tell she tried to dry it as much as she could before coming downstairs, but a few drops of water still dripped and disappeared down her shirt.

"Hi. I'm Talia." She holds out her hand for Charles to shake and Charles smiles in response, his dimples coming out full force before he's outstretching his hand and shaking her hand.

Remembering her comment about Charles being hot, I reach out and wrap an arm around her waist before pulling her back against me and wrapping my arms around her. As soon as she's in my arms I drop a kiss to her neck, secretly inhaling the ocean mist that still clings to her skin.

"I'm Charles." He shakes her hand. "I have to say you're very beautiful Talia."

I glare at my best-friend. He didn't say anything that wasn't true. But I still didn't want him to get an ideas. "Watch it Charles."

He grins at me and winks at Talia and I tighten my grip on her.

"Thank you." I can tell the compliment makes her happy and I fight the urge to throw her over my shoulder and kick Charles out. Sensing my uneasiness, Talia tilts her head back before pressing her lips to mine and I deepen it, glad to have that reassurance that she's mine.

Charles clears his throat and I peck her lips one more time before turning my attention back to my friend.

"So what were you guys going to do before I showed up?" Charles ask.

A whole fucking lot.

I had plans to take Talia against the shower, on her knees, ontop of the sink and then on all fours when we finally made it to the bed.

"Babe," Talia mutters, squirming to put some distance between us and I realize that I had gotten excited it and she could feel it pressed against her.

"Forget I asked." Charles said, taking a large sip of his beer.

Talia blushes. "We were getting ready to go out and have dinner." she tells him. "You should join us."

"Thanks beautiful, but I think your boyfriend here might skin me alive if I stay another minute."

I told you he's smart.

"I'll walk you out." I say, letting Talia go so I walk him to the door.

"It was nice meeting you." Talia calls after him.

"You too." He smiles at her before following me out of the kitchen and over to the front door. We say our goodbyes but not before promising to meet up for lunch this week while he's town for the next few days visiting family.

With him finally gone, I give Talia a three second head start before chasing her upstairs to the bedroom where we made all of my fantasies into a reality.

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