When they were in the smokers room, Caleb climbed on a little sofa and Hanna remained standing on her feet since there wasn't any other seat. She was almost starting hating Caleb for not making her sit instead of himself, when he pulled her on his lap with his strong arm. Without she had any time to realize, she was sitting on his lap. She was completely motionless and speechless, as Caleb quietly lighted his cigarette.
"So..." he started, as his free hand was now resting on one of her bare thighs.
Hanna couldn't tell herself how much she loved the way he was able to touch her. His touch made her feel her whole body like burning, but it was gentle at the same time. And the fact that she was actually sitting on his lap and could feel the warmth of his body was a feeling almost overwhelming.
Hanna shyly turned her head a little to catch his gaze, and all she could see in his eyes was pure lust.
"So?" she asked, trying to 'screw the awkwardness' like Aria had told her.
Caleb took a drag of his cigarette and smirked, as his hand moved up and down her thigh.
"How are you?" he simply asked.
"Fine." Hanna replied, biting her lip.
Caleb nodded and took another drag of the cigarette.
"Do you smoke?" he asked then.
"Sometimes." Hanna replied shrugging.
She was telling the truth. She smoked a cigarette only when she was nervous or when someone offered her, otherwise she didn't like spending money on something that she didn't even love doing.
Caleb toss the ash away from the cigarette and slowly moved it until it was right in front of Hanna's lips. Hanna furrowed her eyebrows at him, and he smiled.
"C'mon." he added.
Hanna breathed out and then took a long drag of Caleb's cigarette, still held between his fingers. She absent-mindedly closed her eyes and Caleb found her gesture really sexy. This time, though, he managed not to get hard at the first sinful thought, even though having Hanna's butt pressed right on his crotch was making the challenge harder. Hopefully, only the challenge.
When Hanna opened her eyes, Caleb had just finished licking his lips and was just staring at her.
"Are you happy now?" she asked.
Caleb nodded and finished smoking his cigarette. He moved then into a more comfortable position on the sofa without making Hanna escape from his light grasp. And then, having both of his hands free, he placed one around her stomach, and the other again on her thigh. Hanna was trying her best not to be turned on, but Caleb was making it really difficult. They were close, really close, and the warmth of his hands felt very nice to her. She didn't even know where to place her own hands, so she just rested them on her lap without making them touch Caleb's hands.
"Your cigarette is over, can we come back there?" she shyly asked, grateful that he couldn't see the blush on her cheeks.
"No, we can't." Caleb replied, his voice hoarse.
Hanna didn't reply, but Caleb could tell she was embarassed.
"I don't like the music too loud... Here we can have a little more privacy." he said again, still rubbing her thigh.
"And... Why do we need privacy?" Hanna asked.
Then, Caleb slightly pull himself upper, so he could face Hanna.
"Because... We can get to know each other better." he whispered.
His breath smelt like smoke, and that smell was mixed with his usual strong scent, the one which Hanna had learnt to love in those few days. She took a deep breath inhaling all those smells and raised her eyebrows.
"Okay, so... What's your last name, Caleb?" Hanna asked casually.
"Rivers. Yours?" he immediately replied.
"Marin. Age?"
"Twenty-seven. What about you?"
"Twenty-four."
Caleb nodded, then moved the hand from her stomach to the other thigh, rubbing it too. He slowly made his way under the material of the dress.
"So, Hanna sexy Marin... Now that we know each other better... Can I ask you something more interesting?" he whispered, breathing against her bare back.
Hanna shivered again and just nodded, not even completely understand what he had just said.
"Since you know that I like you, but I don't know how do you feel about me, instead... Well... Do you like me?" he asked, rubbing his nose against the skin of her back left exposed by her dress.
And now, Hanna could definitely tell that she was wet, and his hands were even dangerously closer to that area.
"Yes, I do." she quickly replied.
Caleb smirked and placed a chaste kiss on the back of her neck.
"Good..." he blew against her skin.
Hanna shivered once again, but she couldn't do absolutely anything. She was like paralyzed. That kiss had frozen her, even if she actually felt burning everywhere.
"And... You know, yesterday I asked you another thing but you didn't answer me, so... Do you want me?" he whispered again, his hands still rubbing her smooth thighs.
Hanna swallowed and closed her eyes, almost inebriated by his voice and his touch. Silence filled their conversation, the only noise was the music in the background.
"Okay, don't worry... You have all the night to answer." Caleb continued, knowing that Hanna wouldn't have answered that question, or at least not yet.
Hanna sighed and placed her own hands on the top of Caleb's. Screw the awkwardness.
"And do you want me?" she asked, slightly turning around so she could face him.
Caleb smirked and let his eyes travel through every inch of Hanna's body. He let out a chuckle and squeezed her hands.
"Let's go dancing, Hanna." he said.
Hanna raised her eyebrows and stood up, immediately missing the contact with Caleb's warm body. But then, when he stood up as well, his arm immediately found his place around her waist. She turned around and gave him a small smile, which he immediately returned, then the two made their way back to the dancefloor.
The music was more than loud. It was like an hammer incessantly hitting the head. Hanna gave a look to the counter and saw Laura happily talking with a guy, so she kept walking with Caleb until they were right in the middle of the dancefloor. There, Caleb turned to Hanna and wrapped his arms around her tiny waist pulling her closer to him, as he started moving his body according to the music rhytm. Hanna, in reply, wrapped his arms around his neck and started dancing as well.
Caleb was intensely looking at her, and she felt dizziness. They danced together following the music, and Caleb's hands quickly started going around Hanna's back. She inhaled his scent and shivered when he came even closer to whisper something in her ear.
"So... Who answers first?"
Hanna gave him a confused look, so he returned to her ear.
"Who answer first the question 'do you want me'?"
Hanna shook her head, and this time she was the one who whispered in his ear.
"I'm not gonna answer. That's a cocky question and you're too sure of yourself..."
Caleb smirked and reapproached her ear, still roaming his hands up and down her back.
"Okay, well... If you wanna know my answer, I can give it to you."
At those words Hanna couldn't help but let out a laugh. That 'I can give it to you' was pretty ambiguous. Caleb understood and chuckled, then Hanna whispered again in his ear.
"I'd be happy to know your answer."
Caleb smiled satisfy, as his hands finally cupped her butt. Hanna bited her lip at the feeling of his grasp, and shyly looked up at him. But when she did, his eyes were almost into hers, and she didn't even realize what was exactly happening as she felt Caleb's tongue right in her mouth.
She jumped slightly, but then she closed her eyes and weaved her fingers through his hair, pushing him harder to her. She then managed to kiss back, as much strongly as he was. Their lips were furiously rubbing against each other, and their tongues were fighting between their mouths. Hanna couldn't even tell which one was hers. That kiss was totally hungry, heated, eager, hot. Caleb's hands, in the meanwhile, tightened her grasp around Hanna's butt and she did the same with hers through his hair, earning a muffled moan from him in the middle of their kiss. And the friction earned from his crotch pushing against her lower belly was making really hard to Hanna not to jump on him right there.
Hanna learnt that Caleb was an excellent kisser and that he tasted like cinnamon. So, for what she knew now, he was good with hands and tongue. And she was just making out with him. She couldn't imagine how much he could be good in bed. But everything made her think that he was totally amazing. And, honestly, she couldn't and didn't want to wait to know.
After something like ten minutes of kissing and touching and everything, their fiery aggressive make out session stopped due to a lack of oxygen. Caleb immediately smirked as Hanna just blushed. As much as she could be passionate, when she looked at him she immediately felt underpressure.
"I guess you gave me your answer too." he then whispered in her ear, before kissing down her jawline.
Hanna closed her eyes and let Caleb inhebraite her. He was also grinding against her pretending it was 'dancing' and Hanna could really no longer resist.
"Can we go... S-somewhere more... Private?" Hanna stuttered, closer to his ear.
"You've read my mind." Caleb replied in a whisper.
He grabbed her hand and made his way with her to the exit of the club.
A/N: Tonight seems to be Hanna's night ;) But you guys have to wait the next chapter to know if Caleb's zipper troubles will be solved haha :D the next chapter though is already written (and I can promise it'll be a long, intense chapter :P), so I think I'll publish it soon ;) I'll be back soon with the epilogue of NLMG too and then with other Haleb stories, so stay tuned! Thanks for reading and reviewing! You guys inspire me :) As always, let me know your thoughts if you want to ;) Much love! xx -Atramea.