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.

capturing my full

happen if you keep

don’t know how much I’m restraining myself from bending

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

"We do?"

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

out of trouble,

in any trouble and we weren't hurting

most unfair and unnecessary rule I had ever

"It’s a

risk losing my job, or worse, cause you any

causing me any harm," I cut him

found myself moving towards him slowly,

at least, I think you do," I said and took

do," he

get to know you some

"Me too,"

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

 "What are you

in front of him

braved myself and reached

towards him, my face was only inches away

we should just let

"Emma—"

no one has to

swallowed hard

turned dark as his eyes

but f let my breaths fan his cheeks, and I could

say no..."he paused before

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

of all my inhibitions and

mine gently and he was still smiling

gonna be the death of

hands reached for my neck and waist and he pulled me

adjusted myself, straddling him,

this?"he said when his lips moved to kiss my cheek, then my jaw, and now it landed on that sweet spot on my

with an

we won't tell anyone?"he said in between

away slightly and I put my hands on both

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

his gaze turned to fire, burning

my chin down in one swift move and brought

the sudden movement and he used the opportunity

gripped his shirt collar and pulled him

growl and his hand gripped my thigh even

and I

reached down his shirt and I started undoing his buttons

shirt came off in one

rock-hard upper

down to his chest and to his

I rolled

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

cold air hit my bare breasts

from the kiss and his

suddenly felt so self-conscious, so I looked down and pulled

chin and tilted my face up so I was

you're so beautiful,"he said in

small even.They were

rolled my eyes

"You're just saying that,"

turned dark

briskly and placed them over the bulge of his pants

noticed how hard he was underneath

do to me," he stated firmly,

from my waist, up my stomach, and they rested gently

with both

around my nipple and I found

his mouth replaced one of his hands, kissing

of my mouth as his tongue swirled and licked my

my skirt, grazing the exposed area of my thigh thanks to the

effortlessly

with the band, teasing me as his finger ran across the length

expected it, one finger slid inside

he groaned through the

so f uc k ing

I said

"So bad,"

look at my pleading

the next thing I knew, he brought me up with his strong arms, and laid me down on the couch in one

body hovered over mine as his

hands, pulling him down because I wanted more

my panties and pulled

them away without a thought and reached for his

out as soon as the zipper and boxers