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.

he said finally, capturing my full

know what's gonna happen if you keep talking like this and giving me that look,"  I

from bending you over on that

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

"We do?"

you’re of age, it’s still against the

out

any trouble and we weren't hurting

the most unfair and unnecessary rule I had ever

to my feet and sighed, "It’s a stupid

I can’t risk losing my

causing me any harm," I cut

found myself moving towards him slowly,

you like me...or at least, I think you do," I said and took

he replied,

get to know

"Me too,"

hurting anyone.So why can’t we just let it

are you

standing right in front of

anywhere, so I braved myself and reached

body was leaning down towards him, my face was only inches

should just let things

"Emma—"

no one has

swallowed hard

as his eyes landed on my

didn’t say anything but f let my breaths fan his cheeks, and I could feel his breaths on

to say no..."he paused before

say yes then,"His lips twitched into a smirk and that smirk was the

my inhibitions and I

lips met mine gently and he was still smiling through

of me, you know

and waist and

straddling him,

cheek, then

replied with an

we won't tell anyone?"he said in

slightly and I put my hands on both sides of his face, capturing his

full certainty and confidence, I whispered to his ears, "You and

and his gaze turned to fire, burning with

my chin down in one swift move

sudden movement and he used the

my eyes closed, I gripped his

growl and his hand gripped my thigh even

on fire and I

my hands reached down his shirt and I started undoing

came off

had full access to his rock-hard

his shoulder blades down to his chest and to

my touch as I rolled my fingers to

strap of my seashell bikini and the little thing fell off in one

my bare breasts and

kiss and

so self-conscious, so I looked down and pulled

put a hand on my chin and tilted my face up so I was

said in an

breasts, small even.They were nothing compared to Ms.Diaz's awesome

my eyes at

"You're just saying that,"

gaze turned dark all of

them over the bulge of

I noticed how

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

my waist, up my stomach, and

cupped them with both hands and started massaging

my nipple and

leaned his head closer and now his mouth replaced one of his hands, kissing

out of my mouth as his tongue swirled and

the exposed area of my thigh thanks to the

the skirt effortlessly and reached the

band, teasing me as his finger ran across

expected it, one finger slid

through

f uc k ing wet

I said breathlessly,

"So bad,"

look at my pleading

me up with his strong arms, and laid me

body hovered over mine as his lips went

pulling him down because I

of my panties and pulled it

thought and reached for his

out as soon