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.

bottle of wine in one hand and a bouquet of roses

I'm late.Got held up with parent

as he strode over and planted a

worries.Dinner’s almost

handed the fresh red roses to

it smells good, thank

and reached for an empty

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 my

also smell good,"he murmured to my

I’m gonna overcook

least get a birthday

defeated sigh, I turned around to face him and stood on my tippy

after the kiss and I turned back to my brewing

sit

"Yes ma’am,"he chuckled.

and sat down on the table

watched intently as I

it a few more times and turned

poured the contents on a serving plate and put a little garnish

with excitement as I served the food on

wine and poured some

the chicken to his mouth,

paused for a moment, swallowing hard before

not

I slumped in defeat.

because who

reached across the table

the same

"I’m sorry I sucked,"

the kitchen, definitely.In the bedroom, especially,"he

"Stop,"

and pulled

laughed it off and continued

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

that was

we had

but I bought a classic strawberry Fraisier cake from our

candle on top and I got him to make

closed his eyes and brushed it over his nose

his head at my immature antics and

hand tightly and I thought he was going

he brought my finger up to his lips and sucked on it gently, making sure my finger was clean

to stop laughing and started

ate the cake

my third glass that night, I was

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

as Elliott got me up to my feet and my

that’s enough

I

around his neck and pulled his face down

and I kissed him hard, tasting the sweet remnants of

just as passionately

kiss until we reached his bed and he

sweater and

unzipped my

helped me pull it down from my

lust when he saw that I was wearing my

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

"Mmm...yes..."

let out a moan as I felt his bulge rubbing against my

moved down my chest

nipples erect before fondling them with both

way south and slipped into his briefs, finding

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

"Hmm...oh yes, love,"

my hands massaged him

didn’t take long for him to get rock hard

getting impatient, so I brought his length closer to me,

with

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

him and opened my legs further, giving

took the cue and pushed himself deeper into

stopped using condoms since Elliott and I had been dating for about eight months

the

Emma, you feel

my wet

put it over his shoulder, leaving me even more exposed

"Yes, that’s it.Faster,"

when I felt his thrusts were

was leaving hot kisses all around my neck and his finger was

quivering under his touch, my breathing became shallow and

the heat building up