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

both know what's gonna happen if you keep talking like this and

much I’m restraining myself from bending you over

that’s not gonna happen," My heart sunk

"We do?"

Emma. Even though you’re of

out of trouble, or from hurting

any trouble and we weren't hurting anyone and yet we couldn't

unfair and unnecessary rule I had ever

"It’s a stupid

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

harm," I cut him off

slowly, and he

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

he

wanna get to know

"Me too,"

anyone.So why can’t we just let

are

was standing right in

braved myself and

down towards him, my face was only inches away

should just let

"Emma—"

no one

hard at my

as his eyes landed on my

anything but f let my breaths fan

to say no..."he paused before continuing,

twitched into a smirk and

all my inhibitions and

gently and he was still smiling

be the death of me, you

my neck and waist and he pulled

adjusted myself, straddling him, without

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

replied with an unintelligible

we won't tell anyone?"he

slightly and I put my hands on both sides

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

met and his gaze turned to fire, burning

down in one swift move and

gasped at the sudden movement and he used the opportunity to slip

closed, I gripped his

growl and his hand gripped my thigh

I wanted to

reached down his shirt and I

off in

his rock-hard

fingers ran from his shoulder blades down to

my touch as I rolled my fingers to trace

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

bare breasts and I

and his gaze

so I looked down and pulled away

a hand on my chin and tilted my

so beautiful,"he said in

breasts, small even.They were

my eyes at him,

"You're just saying that,"

dark all

and placed them over the bulge

I noticed how

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

my

he cupped them with both hands and

circles around my nipple and I found myself squirming

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

came out of my

my skirt, grazing the exposed area of my

slid under the skirt effortlessly and reached the band

as his finger ran

expected it, one finger slid inside and reached for

he groaned through the

f uc k ing wet

I said

"So bad,"

to look at my pleading

thing I knew, he brought me up with his strong arms, and laid me

body hovered over mine as his lips went to attack my

hands, pulling him down because I wanted

of my panties

without a thought and reached

as soon as the zipper and boxers went