Teacher's Girl (Aflyingwhale)

EMMA’s POV

"We're only here to talk,"Mr.Hayes stated firmly.

We ended up ditching the school dance and headed to his apartment.

We thought about talking in the school parking lot, but even that seemed dangerous.

So we got into his car and jetted away.

I sent some messages to my friend, I made up some lame excuse that I wasn’t feeling well and I wanted to be home alone.

Mr.Hayes told Ms.Diaz that he had an emergency to attend to, and we were good to go.

"Okay, so let's talk,"I took a seat on his dark leather couch as he chose to stand a few feet away from me.

I was still wearing my Little Mermaid costume, a seashell bikini top and a sexy sequin shirt.I was definitely underdressed and he was having trouble keeping a straight face.I looked up at him and he looked so gorgeous just standing there, I couldn't help but smile.

He was trying to maintain a serious face, but my smile made him smile too.

"Don't look at me like that, you're very distracting," he said as he ran his fingers through his hair.

"Okay, okay..." I complied at put my gaze away.

My eyes started glancing around the room, and I was still pinching myself over the fact that I was sitting in Mr.

Hayes’ freaking living room.The first thing I noticed was the amount of artwork placed all over the room.

He didn’t have pictures of himself or his family, none of that.

There was just an obscene! amount of paintings and sculptures and sketches.He also had a lot of books, he had a record player and a stack of vinyl records.

His eyes followed me as I got up and started going around the room.

I picked up a few books from his shelves and read the titles.

"1984...Wuthering Heights...John Steinbeck..."I paused for a second and continued, "A sad soul can kill you quicker than a germ,"

"You like Steinbeck?"his eyes shot wide open.

"Yeah, Emily Bronte too.Wuthering Heights is one of my all-time favorites,"

He cocked his head to the side in amusement as I kept going, "Also Charles Dickens and Jane Austen,"

"You know your books,"

"Only the good ones,"I said as I moved to his music collection.

"Never thought you'd be the emo type.The Smiths...The Cure...Death Cab for Cutie?"

My fingers raided his records collection, "This is interesting,"

"What is?" he asked.

"You know you can tell a lot about a person by their taste in music and books. I think I just got a glimpse into your soul,"

He let out a soft chuckle and his body language relaxed.

He took off his jacket and threw it on the coat rack.

I found myself trapped watching his every move, noting the tattoos that peeked out from behind his neck, and how his shirt moved as he took off the jacket

 "I told you not to look at me like that," he said suddenly and I whipped my head away, hiding my crimson embarrassed face.

"I'm guessing you also like contemporary art?" I muttered quickly to change the topic.

"Oh, yeah,"

"Are these yours?" I was referring to the rows of paintings on the wall.

"Yeah..."

"They're really good,"

"Thanks,"

"This one reminds me of Barbara Kruger’s works," I pointed to the one on the left, and his eyes widened instantly.

"That's because it was a collaborative work, with Barbara Kruger,"

"No way!" I gaped and he just shrugged.

"Wow, that's like...so cool!" I said again.

"I'm surprised you know a lot about these things," he said as he moved to sit on the couch.

"I guess we have a lot more in common than we thought," I replied, biting my lip as I looked into his eyes.

Tick...Tock...Tick...Tock...

Mr.Hayes didn’t say a thing and I could hear the sound of the clock’s ticking.

There was such a heavy feeling in the room, a big fat one and its name was sexual tension.

said finally, capturing

happen if you keep talking like

how much I’m restraining myself from bending you over on that

both know that’s not gonna happen," My heart sunk

"We do?"

still your teacher, Emma. Even though you’re of age, it’s still

to keep people out of trouble, or from hurting each

we weren't hurting

unfair and unnecessary rule I

sighed, "It’s a

way, I can’t risk losing my job, or worse, cause you any

causing me any harm," I

towards him slowly, and he looked

me...or at least, I think you

he

wanna get to know

"Me too,"

not hurting anyone.So why can’t

 "What are you saying,

was standing right in front

so I braved myself and reached for the

leaning down towards him, my face was only

should just

"Emma—"

one has to

hard at

as his eyes landed on

my breaths fan his cheeks,

want to say no..."he paused before continuing, "But I

say yes then,"His lips twitched into a smirk

my inhibitions

gently and he was still smiling through

be the death of me, you

and waist and he pulled me

adjusted myself, straddling him, without

about this?"he said when his lips moved to kiss my cheek, then my

with an

we won't tell anyone?"he

hands on both

with full certainty and confidence, I whispered to his ears, "You and I are the only Ones that need to know.It'll

eyes met and his gaze

one swift move and brought his lips to

and he used the

his shirt collar and pulled

low growl and his hand gripped my thigh

on fire and I wanted

hands reached down his shirt and I started undoing his buttons

came off

full access to his rock-hard upper body and

his shoulder blades down to his chest and to his

my touch as I rolled my

and

cold air hit my bare breasts and I

from the kiss and his gaze went

I looked down and pulled

put a hand on my chin and tilted my face

so beautiful,"he said in an

normal breasts, small even.They were nothing compared to

my eyes

"You're just saying that,"

dark all

and placed them over the bulge of his

when I noticed how hard

you do to me," he stated firmly, causing my stomach to twist into

from my waist, up my stomach,

he cupped them with both

ran circles around my nipple and I found myself squirming

now his mouth replaced one of his hands, kissing

could help the moans that came out of my

my skirt, grazing the exposed area of my thigh thanks

under the skirt effortlessly and reached the

band, teasing me as his

when I least expected it, one finger slid

he groaned through

so f uc k ing wet

you..." I said

"So bad,"

pulled away to look

brought me up with his strong arms, and laid

as his lips went

gripped his shoulders with both hands, pulling him down because I wanted more

sides of my panties

away without a thought and reached for

length sprung out as soon