Teacher's Girl (Aflyingwhale)

THREE MONTHS LATER 

EMMA’s POV : 

"Home is where the heart is."

I don’t think there was ever a truer statement.

Standing in my new and empty bedroom, the framed quote was the first thing I put up on the wall.

Boxes and un-built furniture were scattered everywhere, but I looked around the room and felt completely satisfied.

Because I am home.

Turning to my side, I started unpacking the box closest to me.

On the side of the cardboard it was labeled, ‘ Emma's old stuff’.

My lips twitched into a smile as soon as I peered inside.

The box contained everything from my younger days.

Everything from my old books, music CDs, photo albums, to my favorite teddy bear Mr.Snuggles.

I reached for Mr.Snuggles and picked him up, but then I noticed a familiar looking pink leather book lying behind him.

A soft smile curved up my lips at the sight of that pink book.

I knew that book like the back of my hand.

I thought I had lost it somewhere, but it was here all along.

I picked up the book and sat back against the wall, making myself comfortable.

With Mr.Snuggles on my lap, I opened the pink book and flipped it to the first page.

This diary belongs to Emma Rose Sinclair.

Happy Birthday Emma, from Emma.

Do not read unless you are Emma! I laughed at my silly old self and flipped it to the next page.

August 24th, 2014.

Dear Diary, Today I did something absolutely crazy.

First of all, you must know that Zach is a total asshole and we hate him for life! He cheated on me with another girl in his college dorm! He had been doing it for a while too, and he blamed me for it, saying that it was because I didn't wanna have sex with him! What an asshole! So, guess what I did? I went ahead and had a one night stand with a random stranger at a bar.

He was absolutely gorgeous.

He had jet black hair and dark brown eyes.

Amazing body covered in tattoos.

And he was older, maybe in his mid twenties? It was so...

crazy! I couldn't believe it myself, but it happened...

We were at the back alley behind the bar.

He pinned me against the wall and he kissed me possessively and so passionately.

No one ever kissed me this like before, not even Zach.

So I kissed him back wantonly, biting on his lower lip, causing him to growl.

Without breaking the kiss, he released my hands, gripped my legs, and he linked them to his waist one by one.

He propped me up so that all my weight was on him.

There was such power in every move he made.

My hands curled to grip his shoulders, feeling his strong, hard body under the thin fabric.

His hand traveled from my thigh 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.

thumb stopped when it reached the

when I felt his fingers cupping my wet area through the laced

out a slow moan in response,

so wet,"he

when he called me baby

that before and I was loving

was a feeling I

warm against

kisses sent tingles up

process it all, he stuck a finger over my panties,

finger and I was

so I was exposing more

hadn't stopped kissing and sucking on my

was moaning unintelligible words

to

felt weird

like it, so we

But this was different.

guy knew exactly what he was doing and how to control my

long, he slid another finger in and

started thrusting into me with his two fingers, and I was

going so well and I didn’t want to ruin things by saying I

like this before, and I never wanted it

getting more and

too, and he started moving his fingers with more speed this time,

better,

orgasm! I was still reeling from the high that I

his hands were now cupping my ass, his nails digging into my

then I heard the sound of fabric ripping and I

my underwear open and the broken piece of fabric

he took out a condom and

for the first time, and hot damn! It was sooo

stood flushed against the wall, thinking somehow that the stupid wall would protect

smile, he then grabbed my left thigh

was completely exposed to

was taking his sweet time, purposefully teasing and

squirming mess as I kept trying to reach for

his tip enter me, but only a little bit,

now

I want it

I pleaded.

yet.It’s

care, just fuck

And so he did.

me what

he thrust himself into

painful thing my

his full size, then he pulled out slowly and slammed

more times, until there was

was pain and pleasure, all mixed into

have one without the

each other’s as his dark gaze bore deeply into

getting

something building up inside of

responded by moving in

his body smacking

were

hold it together

my head back and my

"Fuck!"

through gritted

with that, we both came almost at the same

around him, it made

into me one last

stayed inside me for a while as

he finally pulled away, he gave me the widest, sexiest grin I

craziest night of

done to me, I was glad

whoever you are,

the experience was just

September 3rd, 2014.

diary! I saw the Bar Guy again