Wake Me Up
Chapter 4
Hannah pulled her lips away. She stared into his eyes. His dark, chocolate brown eyes.
"Is this really happening?" She breathed. Jonathan laughed.
"Yes baby, this is really happening." He then tried to go in for another kiss but Hannah pulled away, giggling.
"You know Johnny, kissing in public like this might not be good for your reputation." Jonathan did a scowl and pushed a stray piece of hair out of Hannah's eyes.
"Well then Miss Hannahkins, how am I supposed to show my affection for you?" Hannah put on a questioning face.
"Maybe you can take some place where it's not so crowded, then you can show your affection all you want," she whispered into his ear. The hairs on the back of his neck stood up. Her sultry whisper really turned him on.
"I think thats a deal."
On the car ride to Jonathan's house Hannah sat in the passenger seat, excited. She feared that if she so much as stole a glance at him, that she would be on top of him, ripping his clothes off.
The funny thing was, he felt the same way. He could feel himself getting warm and he knew Hannah noticed his discomfort as well. He could tell she was smirking.
"You find my discomfort amusing?" He asked, taking a sharp left turn.
"Very." They say in silence. Hannah crossed her legs and then uncrossed them. She was getting antsy. All she wanted to do was run her hands through his gorgeous hair. And all she wanted to do was be in his arms.
For what seemed like forever, they finally arrived at Jonathan's apartment. Hannah quickly opened the car door and waited for Jonathan to show her inside. She followed him in and she waited impatiently with him in the elevator.
"Do you want me, as much as I want you?" He asked. Hannah did a devious smile.
"If you knew the things that were going through my mind right now, well I guess ill just leave it at this; I'm a naughty little slut." Jonathan completely came over after that. Just hearing her calling herself a "naughty little slut," made him want her even more.
When they got to the floor he was on he opened the room up with his key. The moment they were in the room they were making out. She ran her hands through his hair, and she felt him rub her back. He then lifted her off the ground and carried her into his room, his lips not leaving hers.
"Are you prepared?" She asked, in between kisses. He but her bottom lip.
"Jonathan is always prepared," he mumbled. Hannah did a giggle and began to unbutton his shirt. He threw her down onto the bed, her on the bottom.
She unzipped his pants and he undid her dress and soon they were both laying on the bed, in just their underwear/boxers and bra.
"Your beautiful," he mumbled into Hannah's skin.
she moaned loudly.
"Jonathan please, come on already." He laughed.
"If you insist." In one swift motion he managed to unhook her bra. Then while still kissing her neck, he hooked both of his fingers on either side of her underwear and he slid them down.
"I hope you like it rough," he said, smirking.
"Since you play hockey, I will always like it rough."
The next morning Hannah woke up and opened her eyes sleepily. When she got used to her surroundings, she realized she was naked and in someone's bed. She turned to look at who's bed she was in and when she saw the face, her stomach did a flip.
She had just slept with Jonathan Toews. She was in his strong arms and she could feel the warmth off his body. She snuggled in closer and realized for the first time, she didn't regret anything that had happened last night.
"Hannah," Jonathan said, groggily. She turned to face him.
"Yes gorgeous?"
"I loved last night." Hannah beamed.
"I did too."
"Is this really happening?" She breathed. Jonathan laughed.
"Yes baby, this is really happening." He then tried to go in for another kiss but Hannah pulled away, giggling.
"You know Johnny, kissing in public like this might not be good for your reputation." Jonathan did a scowl and pushed a stray piece of hair out of Hannah's eyes.
"Well then Miss Hannahkins, how am I supposed to show my affection for you?" Hannah put on a questioning face.
"Maybe you can take some place where it's not so crowded, then you can show your affection all you want," she whispered into his ear. The hairs on the back of his neck stood up. Her sultry whisper really turned him on.
"I think thats a deal."
On the car ride to Jonathan's house Hannah sat in the passenger seat, excited. She feared that if she so much as stole a glance at him, that she would be on top of him, ripping his clothes off.
The funny thing was, he felt the same way. He could feel himself getting warm and he knew Hannah noticed his discomfort as well. He could tell she was smirking.
"You find my discomfort amusing?" He asked, taking a sharp left turn.
"Very." They say in silence. Hannah crossed her legs and then uncrossed them. She was getting antsy. All she wanted to do was run her hands through his gorgeous hair. And all she wanted to do was be in his arms.
For what seemed like forever, they finally arrived at Jonathan's apartment. Hannah quickly opened the car door and waited for Jonathan to show her inside. She followed him in and she waited impatiently with him in the elevator.
"Do you want me, as much as I want you?" He asked. Hannah did a devious smile.
"If you knew the things that were going through my mind right now, well I guess ill just leave it at this; I'm a naughty little slut." Jonathan completely came over after that. Just hearing her calling herself a "naughty little slut," made him want her even more.
When they got to the floor he was on he opened the room up with his key. The moment they were in the room they were making out. She ran her hands through his hair, and she felt him rub her back. He then lifted her off the ground and carried her into his room, his lips not leaving hers.
"Are you prepared?" She asked, in between kisses. He but her bottom lip.
"Jonathan is always prepared," he mumbled. Hannah did a giggle and began to unbutton his shirt. He threw her down onto the bed, her on the bottom.
She unzipped his pants and he undid her dress and soon they were both laying on the bed, in just their underwear/boxers and bra.
"Your beautiful," he mumbled into Hannah's skin.
she moaned loudly.
"Jonathan please, come on already." He laughed.
"If you insist." In one swift motion he managed to unhook her bra. Then while still kissing her neck, he hooked both of his fingers on either side of her underwear and he slid them down.
"I hope you like it rough," he said, smirking.
"Since you play hockey, I will always like it rough."
The next morning Hannah woke up and opened her eyes sleepily. When she got used to her surroundings, she realized she was naked and in someone's bed. She turned to look at who's bed she was in and when she saw the face, her stomach did a flip.
She had just slept with Jonathan Toews. She was in his strong arms and she could feel the warmth off his body. She snuggled in closer and realized for the first time, she didn't regret anything that had happened last night.
"Hannah," Jonathan said, groggily. She turned to face him.
"Yes gorgeous?"
"I loved last night." Hannah beamed.
"I did too."
10/10/13