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.

is your class 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

cheer

such a cool teacher,

packed her

say to that, so I

and I walked to his desk and

about to head for the

Sinclair, may I have a moment with you before you go?"His tone

I gulped instantly.

I'll

for Carrie to

"See you tomorrow, Em,"

goodbye to Carrie, I

on the chair behind it, arranging some

purposefully waited until everyone had

me, and his gaze bored into mine.He

I guess...you remember me?"I

school student?" his tone was flat

him a small shy smile, but he wasn’t

walked around the desk until he was facing

were drinking.I thought you were at least 21," he spoke finally,

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

now didn't seem like

the point,"

"You look mad,"

I took a

and dressed like that?" he

my birthday, okay? We were celebrating.But, whatever, it’s

my business? Do you realize what we did was wrong? I could get fired,

perfectly legal in the state of Georgia.You weren't my teacher when we first met so that doesn’t count.We did

deep sigh, but his face was

say anything for the longest time and

It was getting unbearable.

at a college bar anyway? I thought

said to him to break the awkward

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

"Oh," I mouthed.

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

"Inexperienced?"

Somehow I felt offended.

pretty good job considering it

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

raked his hair with his hand and walked away.But

was probably not the right

now?" I

was a stupid mistake and it will

that we haven't done anything

him, pausing for a moment

taken aback by

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

one last time

couldn't sleep at

thinking about

so weird to have

debating whether or not I should tell Tiff and Carrie,

and I didn’t want

Mr. Hayes won't

was no use to

never happening again made

knew who the Bar Guy

helped me

that maybe someday I'd meet this gorgeous stranger again at

ever and he’d do me

a sweet and tantalizing

all that fantasy was shattered now that I knew who he

My freaking art teacher.

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

took a deep breath and closed my eyes, hoping I could

I closed my eyes,

eyes lit