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But somehow, it had escaped my mind that Arrow is on faculty here at St. Mary’s – however temporarily, but faculty nonetheless – and I’m his student.
Seducing a teacher is definitely against the rules. And for a crime this big – even bigger than sneaking out and harboring secret cell phones – they might definitely lock me up somewhere.
Which makes me realize something else too.
The letters under my bed.
They’re all addressed to Arrow and after years of writing them, suddenly they have become even more forbidden, haven’t they?
As I walk toward his office, the tiny note sitting heavy in my pocket and people giving me more than a passing glance because I’m the principal’s ward, I decide that I’ll hide those letters. The old ones are locked up in my suitcase but the ones that I’ve been writing him now are under my bed. Maybe I can hide them all in the third-floor bathroom where Poe’s cell phone is or something.
I’m not afraid of being punished but I can’t have anyone looking at them.
Those letters are my biggest secret. My absolute most cherished possessions. They contain the longings and confessions of my not-so-witchy heart.
They contain the story of my doomed love and no one can ever know about them.
Least of all the guy I’ve written them for.
He hates love, doesn’t he?
I can’t have him know that I love him. I can never tell him.
So those letters are mine and mine alone and I need to hide them.
I hang around his office for a few seconds, waiting for the coast to clear, and when it does, I rush and slide the note in.
Five minutes later, I’m downstairs, getting my books out of my locker, my heart in my throat and my teeth making a mess of my lips.
I keep imagining the expression on his face when he reads it.
He will definitely frown, for one. He might also clench his jaw and that muscle on his cheek might make an appearance too.
And his eyes might darken.
Yeah, definitely.
I’m not sure what he’s going to do when he sees it but…
Suddenly, I don’t have to imagine his reaction or wonder about what he’ll do because he’s here.
I’m just shutting the door of my locker when he makes an appearance.
He’s standing by the staircase.
The long, wide, concrete staircase with a beige-painted metal railing. It’s located in the middle of the hallway that’s busy with people walking up and down, going about their business.
But standing at the bottom of it, his eyes on me, Arrow is frozen.
And I was right.
His eyes do appear dark. They also appear flashing and bright at the same time, and the way he’s staring at me, I don’t have to guess that he’s read the note.
His entire wonderful body is screaming with the knowledge.
His hands are fisted at his sides, the hands with which he rocked me over his muscular thigh and made me come. The hands with which he squeezed my breasts.
Which wake up, by the way.
My breasts, my nipples. The place between my thighs.
Everything wakes up and pulses. Becomes swollen.
I give him a slight smile and bite my lip.
When he narrows his eyes at me and clenches his jaw like I knew he would, I want to throw my books away and run to him.
I want to kiss his harsh jaw and sharp cheeks. I want to kiss his gorgeous, soft lips and writhe against his stomach in my school skirt while he kisses me back and mocks me for being greedy and bratty.
I want to say the words, whisper them in his ears, the ones I wrote for him.
My Darling Arrow,
Thanks for my very first kiss and my very first orgasm with a boy. It was glorious and hot. Clearly, my own fingers have not been doing the job your super amazing thigh did.
I want you to know that they kept me warm, your kiss and your orgasm, while I was sleeping all alone in my bed. So warm that I actually had to get up in the middle of the night to open the window of my room so I could let the cool air in.
I thought that it would be enough to get rid of this fever on my skin but it wasn’t. Apparently, kissing you was like kissing the sun. And riding your thigh was like riding a fiery halo. So I had to take drastic measures.
I had to take off all my clothes and sleep naked, which was also a first. So thank you. It was oddly freeing.
Yours,
The Rebound Girl
PS: I’m not wearing a bra today either. And I’ve said goodbye to little thongs. They don’t do much anyway. This is better. And more freeing. Have a great day!
I clench my thighs as I feel a throb in my pussy.
In my naked pussy.
I didn’t lie in the letter; I’m really not wearing anything under the mustard-colored skirt. And somehow, he knows that my thighs are clenched.
