Hey guys! Another chapter, this one is rated M again, I dunno whether to rate the whole story M, what do you think? As always, hope you enjoy, and reviews are always welcome! :D

Worth It

After the moment in the garage it was a big fumble of passion all rolled out into a night of bliss. I smiled softly as I remembered looking into his eyes, sitting on his lap, as he watched my face. I knew right then and there that there was no going back now.

"Shall we get out of here?" He asked me in my ear. I did nothing but nod, and he scooped me up, taking me to his car as we drove off. We got to my apartment in a flash, as soon as the front door shut behind us it was a flurry of kissing and clothes flying everywhere.

I felt my back hit the mattress, as Han planted kisses on my neck, over my chest, his other hand softly squeezing at my breast through my bra. I sighed, my eyelids fluttering, a deep, torturous heat filling my body below my waist. I felt my cheeks flush as he pulled my bra off, but he bit down on my bottom lip, causing another moan to leave my throat. I snaked my fingers into his hair, before running them down to his torso, my small fingers winding around over his back and shoulders. He ran his palm over my leg, pulling it around his waist, his hips grinding deliciously between my thighs.

I was teetering over the edge, desperate for some relief. He ran his tongue over my sensitive breasts, my eyes rolling to the back of my head as I groaned his name, fuelling his lust for me as he pulled off my panties. I let him kiss my already swollen lips, looking into my eyes, all signs of playfulness gone. He was looking at me like I was the only thing that mattered to him in the world, like it was just me and him, no one else. I slipped my fingers into his, giving him silent permission to make love to me. Han squeezed my hand, sliding into me with a heavy groan.

I stiffened beneath him, letting out a small cry as I screwed my eyes shut. Han didn't move as I took a deep breath, opening my eyes and staring at him in awe.

"Are you ok?" he whispered huskily, barely an inch between our mouths.

"Yes..." I moaned, my voice lower, not sounding like me at all. "Don't stop,"

I felt him begin to move and the friction began to drive me wild. I clung to his back furiously, my head resting in his shoulder as my hips grinded against his, his hot skin moulded firmly to mine. I felt sweat beading on my forehead as a coil began to tighten in my body. The feeling spread into my stomach, my arms, my legs, even down to my toes. I heard Han softly moan into my ear as the coil sprang open and engulfed my entire body. There was only one name that came out of his mouth, and it wasn't Princess, or sweetheart. It was Jenna.

The morning came too quickly after that. I could hear Han breathing behind me, his arm wound tightly around my waist. I was perfectly happy exactly where I was. I shifted slightly in his arms, turning to look at his sleeping form, pushing some hair from his face. The only time he ever looked innocent was when he slept.

A thought suddenly dawned on me.

"Shit!" I exclaimed, throwing myself out of bed. Han jolted awake, sitting up sleepily, his hair comically sticking up in different angles as he gave me a bemused look.

"What's wrong?" he murmured, voice thick with sleep.

"I'm late for school!" I stammered, pulling on some fresh underwear as he rubbed his eyes.

"Oh yeah...school," He said, clearly unimpressed. "Why don't you just ditch?"

"I can't, I have to give Sensei Hikaru my essay or she'll fail me!" I threw open my wardrobe looking for any clothes to throw on, shrieking when a pair of arms found my waist and pulled me back down to the bed. We landed heavily onto the mattress and he flipped himself on top of me.

"Forget school," Han practically commanded, kissing me to the point my legs turned to jelly.

"Han...Han no!" I giggled, trying to prize him off me as his hand fiddled with my bra strap. "I really can't miss school..."

"Then miss the morning," He whispered into my ear, making me moan as he hit that spot behind my ear again. He smirked, knowing full well I wasn't going anywhere. "I'll make it worth it, I promise,"

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I got to school looking like a dishevelled mess. I stumbled into afternoon class ten minutes late, my hair untamed, school tie crooked and my shirt half hanging out. Neela met my eyes with a smirk, a knowing look in her brown eyes. I chose to ignore her as half the class sniggered at me, Sensei yelling at me in Japanese for a good fifteen minutes.

I could just picture the smug look on Han's face right now. He had the sex thing down all right. I really hoped none of the neighbours heard anything this morning, it was hard to tell how soundproof the walls were.

"You totally had sex with Han," Neela said to me in as we filtered out of class.

I blushed every shade of red possible as I sighed, stopping at my locker to get some books out for last period. She was grinning at me slyly.

"Stop looking at me like that Neela," I warned.

"I won't until you tell me," she said determinedly, her arms folded.

"OK...yes, I did. You happy?"

Neela let out a whoop. "I knew you'd cave. Was it good? Perfect? Romantic?" She said, with a dreamy look in her eyes. I laughed nervously.

"Yes..."

"I guess I won't be getting any gory details about it then?" She pouted. I shook my head.

"No...none about last night...or...you know, the three times this morning," I added, quickly darting away as she gave a little shriek.

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