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.

to come to the

cheer as

a cool teacher, I like him

she packed her things into

that, so I just nodded as

walked to his desk and grabbed the

for the door when he called

I have a moment with you

I gulped instantly.

Car, I'll see

for Carrie to leave and

"See you tomorrow, Em,"

Carrie, I walked back slowly

the chair behind it,

had left before I

that I could muster up.He looked up at me, and his gaze bored into mine.He gritted his teeth and he

guess...you

high school student?" his tone

him a small shy smile,

and walked around the desk until

were at a college bar and you were drinking.I thought you

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

now didn't seem like

not the point,"

"You look mad,"

I

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

was my birthday, okay? We were

Do you realize what we did was wrong? I could get fired, no I could get arrested—"—

consenting age and 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

let out a deep sigh, but his face

didn't say anything for the longest time

It was getting unbearable.

you doing at a college bar

to him to break

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

"Oh," I mouthed.

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

"Inexperienced?"

Somehow I felt offended.

pretty good job considering it

that.Just...forget...all this mess, whatever

raked his hair with his hand and walked away.But of course,

not the right time

now?" I

"It was a stupid mistake and it will

that we haven't done anything

asked him, pausing for a moment before

taken aback by

say anything for a while, but finally he nodded his head for an

I said one last

couldn't

just kept thinking about that guy—Mr.

felt so weird to have to call

tell Tiff and Carrie, but I decided I shouldn't

I didn’t want to deal with

was that happened with Mr.

no use to mull

somehow the thought of it never

the Bar Guy was, he was

was the perfect distraction that helped me get over my breakup

had fantasized that maybe someday I'd meet this gorgeous stranger again at another time and

still look as sexy as ever and he’d do me like he

was a sweet and

shattered now that

My freaking art teacher.

people in the world, why did it have to be him?! I

breath and closed my eyes, hoping I could erase

my eyes,

eyes lit up and