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 my

you keep talking like this and giving

restraining myself from bending

we both know that’s not gonna happen,"

"We do?"

though you’re of age, it’s still against

people out of trouble, or from hurting each

weren't hurting anyone and yet we

unfair and

my feet and sighed, "It’s a stupid

way, I can’t risk losing my job, or

causing me any harm," I cut him off

myself moving towards him slowly, and he looked up

think you do," I said and took a step closer to

he

get to know

"Me too,"

we're not hurting anyone.So why can’t we just

are

standing right in front of him

braved myself and reached

leaning down towards him, my face was only inches away from

should just let

"Emma—"

one has

swallowed hard

gaze turned dark as his eyes landed on my

my breaths fan his cheeks, and

paused before continuing,

twitched into a smirk and that smirk was the death of

go of all my inhibitions and

lips met mine gently and he was still smiling

the death of

reached for my neck and waist and he pulled me down, closer

myself, straddling him, without breaking

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

replied with

we won't tell anyone?"he

my hands on both sides of his face, capturing

to his ears, "You and I are the only Ones that need to

met and his gaze turned to fire,

down in one swift move and brought his lips

the sudden movement and he used the

closed, I gripped his shirt

out a low growl and his hand gripped my thigh

I wanted to

hands reached down his shirt and I started

shirt came off in one swift

to his rock-hard upper body and

down to his chest and to

I rolled

seashell bikini and

my bare breasts and I found

the kiss and his gaze

so self-conscious, so I looked down

chin and tilted my face up so I

said in an almost

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

rolled my

"You're just saying that,"

gaze turned dark

them

how hard he

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

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

them with both hands

nipple and I found myself squirming under his

and now his mouth replaced one of his hands, kissing

help the moans that came out of my mouth as his tongue swirled and

hand traveled down my skirt, grazing the exposed area of my thigh thanks to the

the skirt effortlessly and reached the band of

the band, teasing me as his finger ran across the

I least expected it, one finger slid

through

so f uc k ing

want you..." I said

"So bad,"

to look

on his face and the next thing I knew, he brought me up with his strong arms, and laid

as his lips went

hands, pulling him down because

hands grabbed the sides of my panties and

them away without a thought and reached

length sprung out as soon as the zipper and