"Please no more." Nate groaned, frustratedly pushing his book away. "What about a break?"

"Nate," I frowned, getting his workbook and eying the exercises. "We're a week away from the exam, and you still kinda lame with second grade fractions."

"But they're so boring!" he whined like a child and leaned backwards against the headboard, so abruptly he made the bed wiggle, me and our things along with it. I fisted the sheets to stay balanced. "We've done like twenty of them and I still suck. The quicker we learn I'm a lost cause the better."

I sighed. It'd been like this for the last hour. He was damn stubborn and his pride was too big. So now that his ego was wounded, he was even more closed off and it'd become and endless loop.

We were in his apartment, quieter than my place -today at least since my mother was having another of her meetings. Here, instead, it was just the two of us. Once Nate urged Freckles out the room and close the door so it won't get back inside, this place was perfect.

"Come on," I patted his leg. "It's not that hard."

"It is." he glared at me. "It's fucking useless shit and it's fucking dull. All I want is a simple break."

"Again, we only have, like, five days left. If we end this lesson today we still got time to focus on the other." his jaw clenched glaring at the ceiling. "I know it's complicated but not that hard."

"Talk for yourself."

My patience was running thin at this point. I could feel my eyelid twitching at his stubbornness. "Not only myself. Almost everyone's already got it."

His eyes shot to me like a knife. "Well, then maybe it's your teaching skills what sucks."

"Really?" I snapped the book closed, startling him. "I'm done with this."

This was the last straw. I can deal with patience and frustration, but him blaming me after all the hard work? Ha! I wouldn't get that crap. He watched carefully as I stuffed all my things back in my bag. A small frown pursing his brows, his attitude lowering as he sat straight once more when I climbed off the bed.

"What are you doing?"

"I'm leaving! Going! Adieu and good luck." I threw the bag over my shoulder, gesturing dramatically and getting more frustrated when my infuriation seemed to amuse him. I huffed. "You are impossible when you're like this!"

I turned to do my march out the door, but my wrist was seized and a tug pulled me backwards 'till I fell on Nate's lap.

The hell?!

"What's wrong with you now?" he pushed my bag aside and his arms caged me in place before I could even blushed properly at the sudden situation.

"Let go." I struggled to get up again, but there was no use. "D-don't my teaching skills such?" where did this stutter even came from? I blushed at the breathless tone I used and wrestled harder. "Then deal with it on your own."

Nate scoffed and shifted his weight back once more, against the headboard so my weight leaned against his hard chest. "Don't be like that." he pouted and my heart picked up its pace as his nose traced the line of my jaw and neck. I had to surppress a shiver. "If you get me to do it properly I'll kiss you."

The nerve of this guy. "I don't want your kisses!"

"And if you kiss me? That would certainly motivate me."

I groaned in frustration and covered my face with the hand that wasn't crushed between our chests. "You really are impossible."

"Thanks." I felt his smirk, taunting the base of my throat in a way that made me want to forget he just insulted my help and pull him closer. "So?"

"So what?"

"Come on, don't get mad." he kissed my shoulder as his hand moved along my thigh, spreading heat like a burning fire and fogged my mind. His voice vibrated through me adding to the buzzing in my veins. "We've been in here for hours, let's have a small break." Nate traced a playful path of kisses up my neck and jaw and smiled when I couldn't prevent the shudder this time.

He really had a talent in getting things his way.

"Okay."

"Okay?"

"Let's do this your way." I conceded but stopped him from reaching my mouth. My stomach churned at the inch between our lips. "For every exercise you do right, you'll get one kiss."

"Just one- ouch." I slammed the book into his chest, getting up when his arms flew to grab it and smiled winningly moving to sit back on the bed before him. Everywhere he'd been touching me tingled with longing, but I pushed it down.

"Don't press your luck."

His eyes narrowed opening the book in his lap mumbling: "I wouldn't dare."

I explained the formulas all over again, this time being extremely cautious in remarking the parts he usually messed up as Nate listen with a small frown. We went back to working on our own and fifteen minutes later I corrected his, gladly surprised he did it right this time.

"You did well." I smiled up at him and his expression turned from bored to shock.

"I did?"

I nodded, glancing down at it to point it. "You still had to develop faster but it's all correct."

His bafflement turned to a proud grin in a matter of seconds. "Looks like you're not so bad at teaching after all."

"Ha ha, what a comedian. Shut up and do the other."

I passed the book back, but instead of taking it he grabbed my wrist and yanked it closer, making my breath hitched when the upper part of my body leaned right into his personal space. There was a look in his green eyes that made the hairs of my nape stand and my toes curl. A look that was a promise.

"Aren't you forgetting something?" he whispered huskily, each word caressing my spine like a purr and it took me a moment to process his words. It helped that his eyes shifted to my lips making them burn and I blushed remembering our deal. Ignoring the fluttering feeling in my stomach I cupped his jaw with my free hand and leaned for a quick kiss. He scowled when I pulled away. "That's it?"

I scooped away pressing my back against the wall and focussing on the pages in my lap. "A kiss per problem." I tucked a strand behind my ear. "You still got a page full of them."

"But- That's no fair!" Nate whined again and I resisted the urge to roll my eyes, biting into my cheek to hold a smile and going back to make a neat copy of my notes. "I demand a re-deal."

"And what is that?" I hummed not glancing up.

"For each problem I got right, you take one cloth off." my heart somersaulted and this time my wide eyes found his immediately. Was he for real? He smirked now having my attention. "Don't worry, I'll undress whenever I get one wrong. Deal?"

I blushed furiously. "No."

"Ah, come on." he looked amused by my reaction. Nate slid closer, "It will help me get motivated, you know?" he wiggled his brows and I pushed his face away with a nervous laugh.

"Do them right, Herond, and then we'll talk."

He shook his head, making my hand drop and returned my gaze between amused and surprised. "Really?"

"Mhm." I bit my lip, not believing I was actually saying this. Excitement churned in my abdomen. "If you do all them right," I began slowly, the words slipping my mouth before being fully processed by my mind. "If they're all right, the last one will be on your terms."

His smile beamed and shivers run down my back. "Promise?" Gingerly I nodded and he pulled away, dragging the workbook back into his lap with a wink. "I'll hold you on that."

What were the chances of him suddenly doing them all right, uh?

Well, apparently he did get motivated.

Nate easily earned three kisses in a row, struggled to get the fourth and smirk all the while to the fifth; deepening it in a way that made my head spun and buzzed with this clouding emotion in the bottom of my chest.

Each time his lips would meet mine, it felt earth-shattering. There was something about him, something that pulled in ways I hadn't experienced before. Instinctive, primal. It was almost painful to pull away, but I managed. Breathing hard, that is.

My nerves really started getting off when he began the last exercise, the one I promised we'd be doing his way. I didn't actually expect him to suddenly become such a pro in maths. It wasn't fair. As much as the perspective thrilled me in ways I couldn't describe, it also scared me.

"So?" he hugged my waist and slid me to sit between his thighs, his chest muscles pressing into my back as I inspected his exercise as calmly as I could. Burning warmth spread everywhere and my heart pounded so hard in my rib-cage I was sure he could feel it too. "What is it?" he brushed my hair off my shoulder sensually and rested his chin there to get a look. I could sense his smirk and the powerful waves coming from his body like a magnet's attraction. "Have I learnt my lesson?"

I stared hard at his answer in doodles across the page. "You've done it right." I moistened my lips. "Again." and tilted my head to meet his smug grin. "Did you do this on purpose?"

"Do what?" he asked innocently but I narrowed my eyes playfully settling the sheet down.

"This. You were awful at it and suddenly, bam! You do it all well."

"Don't be so hard on yourself," he scoffed kissing my shoulder and letting his hands wander casually from my waist down to the hem of my shirt. My breath hitched at the heat of his thumbs brushing the sensitive line of skin between it and my jeans. "You're a pretty decent teacher."

"Oh, really?" but my sarcasm was breathless when his fingers inched higher in my abdomen.

All kinds of chills swirled where he grazed and turned all my thoughts into a mess. A confused cloud as all my attention focused on his hands on my bare stomach and his lips gliding up my neck.

Nate hummed and it buzzed through me. He kissed on my sweet spot before grazing it swiftly with his teeth and turning me into a fuzzy mass of sensitive nerves. "Are you sure about this?"

"Mhm," I managed to nod, but then his burning palms sensually reached my ribs and my back arched against his chest with a weird sound I couldn't control. Goosebumps caressed my arms and torso, straight to my core and awaking things in me.

I held my ragged breaths when he traced delicately the hem of my plain bra, but instead of going for it too Nate made a noise of his own and left that spot he was working delightfully in my neck.

"Lift your arms." I did and he eased the shirt all the way up, throwing it somewhere. "Fuck."

Cold air hit my bare skin along with a hint of vulnerability at the sudden exposition, but before I could regret it he pulled me back into his chest, my head bent into his shoulder so his lips came crushing down mine.

Hard, urgent... almost frantic.

But I love it. Every inch of my being curled and craved for that moment of raw passion.

His hands roamed freely now over my torso, exploring; and one of mine grabbed on his arm around me for support on this not so-comfortable-position while the other climbed over his neck and curled on his flocks, earning me a groan. My neck was beginning to ache from twisting backwards, but it felt so good... His hands, his mouth... it all had a powerful reaction in my guts that made me wanna let loose.

I let this possessed me, driving me to the edge... but then his hands moved down my abdomen then and grazed the button of my jeans and my rational side regained part of the control.

"J-just one cloth per problem, remember?" I breathed out, hoping it would be enough for him since I didn't have the courage to take off anything else.

To my relief he smiled against my lips. "Alright." Nate panted as well, each outtake of air hitting my heated skin and eliciting toe-curling sensations that caressed my spine. "Let me check yours..." he bend over to take my own notes from their forgotten spot by me leg, making me bend along pushed by his chest with a surprised giggle. He then got up from behind me and I pushed my knees to my chest, now that his warmth was gone very aware of how exposed I was. "Wow, look at that." Nate dropped them on the table with his, turning with that malicious smirk and walking back. "All correct."

"And how would you know?" My eyes narrowed playfully as he reached the hem of the mattress and kneeled on it, making it dipped. "You've haven't even glance at them."

Nate smirked. "Lucky guess." and grabbed my ankles, pulling so I fell on my back with a gasp and in few short seconds he was hovering over me. He smiled down and the butterflies in my stomach became painful. "You want a prize too?"

Mesmerized by his green orbs and this powerful attracting he had over me, I found myself lightly nodding. Nate chuckled, leaning back to sit on his heels and grabbed the back of his collar, easily peeling the shirt off him. My lungs stuck and excitement clenched my guts.

Wow.

He was absolutely flawless. How was that even fair?

My fingers carefully found their way through the valley of his abs, enjoying the firmness and how they tightened under my touch. Tingles spread from there up my arm and to my chest. Nate shuddered a curse and rested back on top of me. One hand on the mattress not to crush me and the other cupping my jaw as his mouth descended to kiss me again.

Fire burned through me and I felt him smirking against my lips. Instinctively, my legs wrapped around his waist, lowering him further so his body pressed down on mine and it felt as if someone had lighed fireworks under my skin. We'd make out before, but never like this. The feeling of skin against skin was mind blowing. Like nothing I'd sensed before and I loved it.

"This lesson keeps getting interesting." he taunted huskily against my mouth, tilting his head for a deeper kiss and causing me to moan and consume. "Are all your tutorings like this?"

"I-" Nate sucked my bottom lip into his mouth and it felt like an explosion in my mind, erasing whatever remark I had.

"Yes?"

A giggled erupted in the back of my throat, tightening my hold on him to bring him closer, possessed by this sudden need. Euphoria pouring through every pore of my body. "Shut up."

Nate smirked, "Okay." and gave me another deep, toe-curling kiss that left me breathless.

My fingers had circled his back and were tracing absently the hard ridges of his spine, making him shudder and rolled his hips against mine, groaning as he did so.

"Fuck." he left the a path of open-mouth kisses down my neck, getting closer to the cleavage area. A place no one's ever gotten that close, yet I was too high in my glee I couldn't find the shyness in me.

My head spun as he bit playfully my collarbone. I hadn't thought this would be how this tutoring session would end, but didn't mind it in the slightest. My pulse only quickened the lower he got, my whole body buzzing with excitement and anticipation. He sucked one last mark, his lips reaching the hem of my bra-

-And we heard the front door open, freezing us on the spot. All the fire slowly turning ice when our eyes met and a second later muffled voices reached us. Nate tensed, getting up so fast he almost threw me off the bed. "Fuck."

My brows knitted together but before I could ask we heard his mother. "Nathan?" and steps coming closer just as he slid the latch.

"Changing!"

"Oh, are you okay in there?"

"Yeah, just changing." he gestured me to get up seeking for something on the floor. I did carefully and as soon as my feet touched the ground Nate tossed me my crumbled shirt he just fished from the side of the bed.

"Okay." I slid it on swiftly as a moment of silence was made between them and another voice spoke from further away, making it impossible for me to distinct it. I bet it was that Harold his mom was dating. And he didn't sound happy. "-Yes. You heard that, Nathan? We need to-"

"Give me a moment, will you?" he stressed grabbing my bag and shoes from the floor and shoving them into my arms. Pushing me towards the window hurriedly. "I'll be out in a second."

Her mother said something else and went away, yet I wasn't paying attention to her anymore but to what the guy in front of me was doing. He struggled to open the window, it was one of those that you had to slide upwards, but it seemed to get stuck past certain point. Nate lifted it a couple feet and turned to me. My jaw was on the floor understanding what he wanted me to do.

"You gotta be kidding." I hissed-whispered, but he gave me a pleading look.

"It's not that hard." he whispered back, pointing at the window. "I do it all the time." I felt my blood boiling and not from desire this time. What was I, some kinda secret? Was he ashamed of me? "Hailey, please."

This was humiliating. I had entered this apartment walking through that door. Why couldn't I exit it the same way? Her mother already knew me and he could always have told them we were studying.

Knowing I didn't actually had much of a choice, I swallowed the bitter feeling and sent him one last glare before moving to it. Thank goodness, there was one of those metallic stairs with platforms at each floor for a fire emergency so he wasn't actually asking me to jump. That realization didn't make it any sweeter but yes a lot safer.

Nate helped me slid out through the small hole and then passed me my belongings.

"Do you want me to call you later?" I tested the waters but he immediately shook his head making my heart squeeze.

"They didn't look happy so this would take long."

"Well, will you call me after?" I tried carefully, but again he shook his head, deflating my chest.

"I had the game. Maybe later. If not, we'll talk tomorrow?"

"I guess-"

"Great." he muttered before shutting the window and dropping the blinds.

Too shocked and embarrassed, it took me a couple moments to understand I just got kicked out.

Tears stung in my eyes and my heart throbbed. Never in my life had I been this humiliated. Thrown out like some dirt once it's over. Not even with Justin.

Is this how we're gonna work?

I got to pick up the remaining pride I had left, adjusted my clothes so I didn't look like some hooker, put back my shoes and then walked out of there.

! ? *wink wink*. ? !