Teacher's Girl (Aflyingwhale)

EMMA’s POV: 

"I’m Mr.Hayes and this AP Studio Art.As many of you already know, you'll be required to submit an art portfolio for the AP exam..."

The Bar Guy— I mean, Mr.Hayes, was explaining things about the portfolio we needed to prepare at the end of the school year.

Very important stuff.

But I couldn't seem to concentrate.

Every time I looked at him, I saw glimpses of that night.

How gorgeous he looked as he pinned me against the wall.

I was arching my back and I exposed myself to him, shamelessly.

How I wanted to feel that feeling again.

I wanted to feel full like when his fingers were inside me.

He was taking his sweet time, purposefully teasing and torturing me.

He would let his tip enter me, but only a little bit, before pulling away.

I was squirming in agony and hunger.

"Please," I begged.

"Please, I want it now," I pleaded to him.

"You're not there yet. It's gonna hurt you,"

"I don’t care, just do it,"

Whoa, girl! Pull yourself together, woman! 3 I shook my head quickly to get the image out of my head.

My cheeks were flaring up and I was getting sweaty and my heart was racing for no good reason.

I tried looking down at my knees, but that actually made things worse.

I remembered the moment his hand traveled from my knee to my lower thigh and to the hem of my dress.

He slid his thumb underneath the fabric as his hand continued moving up.

The feeling of his fingers touching my bare skin lit me on fire.

His thumb stopped when it reached the band of my panties.

And then, I felt his fingers cupping my wet area through the laced fabric.

When he pushed his finger deep inside me, I almost couldn't breathe.

He circled my opening with that finger, pulling out, and pushing back in.

It felt so damn good.

And when he slid another finger in, I was on the verge of collapsing.

That feeling when his two fingers then started doing this scissor movement, parting my core slightly each time, that was the best feeling ever— "Miss Sinclair? Are we paying attention?"

Mr.Hayes’ voice abruptly brought me back into reality.

"Uh, yeah, sorry,"

I muttered quickly, crossing my legs together since it was getting uncomfortable.

I can’t believe I'm actually getting wet in the middle of class.

His class.

Oh, just kill me now.

"I know this class is the last period of the day.

Many of you are probably dying to go home already, so I'll make this quick,"

Mr.Hayes spoke to the class, but somehow I felt like that was directed right at me.

syllabus, they're pretty self- explanatory.Take one before you leave the classroom.Feel free to come to the studio or send me an email if you

out a happy cheer as Mr.Hayes dismissed

such a cool teacher, I like

she packed her things into her

know what to say to that, so I

I walked to his desk and grabbed

the door

a moment with you before you

I gulped instantly.

I'll see

Carrie to leave and

"See you tomorrow, Em,"

goodbye to Carrie, I walked

sitting on the chair behind it, arranging

until everyone had left before I

up.He looked up at me, and his gaze bored into mine.He gritted his teeth and

I guess...you remember me?"I

a high school student?" his tone was flat

him a small shy smile, but he wasn’t

tall and walked around the desk

and you were drinking.I thought you were at least

look that old?" I didn’t mean to be a smart mouth, but I cracked jokes

seem

the point,"

"You look mad,"

mad,"he growled lowly and I

hell, Emma? What were you doing at a bar, getting drunk, and dressed like that?" he said again, and now

  "It was my birthday, okay? We were celebrating.But, whatever,

what we did was wrong? I could get fired, no

you're...twenty something.Last I check, it's perfectly legal in the state of Georgia.You weren't my teacher when we first met so that doesn’t count.We did

out a deep sigh, but

for the longest time and he just studied

It was getting unbearable.

bar anyway?

said to him to

was.I was celebrating with friends.I just finished grad school and I got a job teaching.Here," he made sure I

"Oh," I mouthed.

I didn’t peg you for a...high school student,"he said suddenly, letting

"Inexperienced?"

Somehow I felt offended.

thought I did a pretty good job considering it was my

this

hand and walked away.But of course, he didn’t know it was my

not the right time to mention that

now?"

a stupid mistake and

anything illegal in the past, present, and future,

for a moment before

by what I just

anything for a while, but

one last time before

I couldn't

kept thinking about that guy—Mr.

so weird to have

tell Tiff and Carrie, but I

I didn’t

that happened with Mr. Hayes won't ever happen again

no use to mull

it never happening again made

the Bar Guy was, he was

perfect distraction that helped me get over my breakup

this gorgeous stranger again at another

look as sexy as ever and

was a sweet and

fantasy was shattered now that I knew

My freaking art teacher.

anymore cruel?  Out of all the people in the world, why did it

hoping

my eyes, I was seeing his

his eyes lit up