Teacher's Girl (Aflyingwhale)

EMMA’s POV : 

Sophie was expecting me to spill some tea about Elliott when I land, she didn’t, however, expect that I would actually bring the entire person with me.

To say that Tristan and Sophie were shocked to get another roommate in the apartment would be an understatement.

But honestly, I was shocked too.

I was still in complete denial until I woke up the next morning and saw Elliott sleeping next to me in my queen size bed.

Sophie said I was crazy to let a guy I've known for a few months uproot his entire life for me.

Tristan said Elliott and I wouldn't last another three months in the States.

Sophie was right, but Tristan was wrong.

It was a crazy move, but somehow, Elliott and I made it work.

He was kind and easy to get along with.

Being with him was uncomplicated and effortless.

The universe seemed to be on our side too, because by the end of the summer, Elliott was offered a job teaching music at a private school nearby.

The school even provided housing for him, he got a one bedroom apartment a few train stops away from mine.

Elliott went back to Paris once in that summer to deal with the work visa and all the stuff he left behind at his apartment.

When he came back, I picked him up at the airport, and at that moment I knew: we were in this for the long haul.

---- Three Months Later - - - - 

Summer was over in a flash and I was back on U Penn's campus again by that fall.

Being in Paris for a year was a great experience, but I've missed this place so much.

I loved that everyone here speaks English and I didn't have to worry about directions.

I loved that we have Chipotle right next to a Popeye’s and Chick-fill -A.

Most of all, I loved being around people that I know and love.

I could always count on Tristan and Sophie to make me feel loved and keep me entertained.

Sophie was ecstatic about being college seniors.

She and Micah had broken up for the twentieth and final time.

Choosing to focus on her future career instead, Sophie worked her butt off and she got all these job interviews all lined up.

She was on track with her plan to move to Chicago or New York after college.

Meanwhile, Tristan and Tiff were going steady.

They were doing long distance since Tiff enrolled at the University of Florida last year.

Tristan and Tiff finally understood my struggles with long distance relationships.

Fortunately, they were good at communicating and putting each other’s first.

They made it look so easy compared to lan and me.

Uh-oh, I said his name again...We had broken up for over a year.We had no contact with each other since.

I had moved on and I was happily dating someone else.

Still, I didn't understand why saying his name still affected me so much after all this time.

Shaking off all thoughts of him, I focused myself on the task at hand.

I was standing on Elliot’s kitchen floor, hunched over the counter as my eyes squinted over this recipe book.

I was making dinner tonight, Coq Au Vin, which was Elliott’s favorite food.

It was a Friday night and we had just finished midterms week.

Sophie was out celebrating, and of course, she dragged Tristan with her.

She would have dragged me out too if I didn’t tell her I had plans with Elliott.

It was Elliott's twenty six birthday today.

I asked him what he wanted to do for his birthday and he asked me to make him dinner.

So here I was, standing in his kitchen, trying my best to cut and butter these baby potatoes.

I was never the best cook, so even the smallest task required my fullest attention.

I was lost in the rhythm of cooking when I heard the front door jiggle open.

I whipped my head around and saw Elliott beaming at me.

wine in one hand and a bouquet of roses in

with parent teacher- night

over and planted a sweet kiss on

almost

you, love,"he handed the fresh red roses to me.They were bright

it smells good,

reached

busy putting some water into the vase while at the same time keeping an eye on the simmering stew, when I felt Elliott's hand snaked around

good,"he

I’m

I at least get a

to face him and stood

victoriously after the kiss and I turned back to

go sit

"Yes ma’am,"he chuckled.

the table but his gaze

as

it a few more

on a serving plate and put a

excitement as I

poured some into

the chicken

paused for a moment, swallowing

it’s not great

I slumped in defeat.

because who made

across

that’s not the same thing,"I

"I’m sorry I sucked,"

the kitchen, definitely.In the

"Stop,"

and pulled my

laughed it off and continued with

to ten, I would say that my Cog Au Vin was about a 7.But Elliott had much

that was him

dinner, we had dessert,

bought a classic strawberry Fraisier cake from

and I got him to make a wish

closed his eyes and brushed it over his nose and

head at

hand tightly and I thought he was going to exact his revenge on me so, I

up to his lips and sucked

me to stop laughing and started

ate the cake and

I finished my third glass that

dancing and suddenly I couldn't keep my balance, I ended up

a laughing and giggling mess as Elliott got me up to my feet and my body instinctively leaned

think that’s enough

I linked

and pulled

hard, tasting the sweet remnants

the kiss just as passionately and he led me towards his

kiss until we reached his bed

out of his sweater and pants, leaving him with only his boxer

followed suit and unzipped my

from my body and

hooded with lust when he saw that I was wearing my white lace bra

the bulge on his briefs was tenting and before I could do anything else, he was on top of me

"Mmm...yes..."

as I felt

down my chest and his hands

of my nipples erect before

my hand made its way south and slipped into his

out and massaged him slowly, making sure I paid attention to his balls too because I knew he

"Hmm...oh yes, love,"

my

take long for him to get rock

his length closer to me, guiding him

with

fabric covering my hole to the side and let his tip enter

towards him and opened my legs further, giving him

and pushed himself deeper into me,

since Elliott and I had been dating for about eight

on the pill

Emma, you feel so

grunted as my wet walls contracted around

my legs up and put it over his shoulder, leaving me even more exposed to

"Yes, that’s it.Faster,"

when I felt his thrusts were getting

around my

touch,

could feel the heat building up in my