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But no. She stands there in all her breathtaking glory.
I clear my throat and take one step toward her, but stop when she gasps.
My gaze falls to her breasts. My lips go dry with the sight of her cleavage in from the white shirt she's wearing. The buttons fight to keep the fabric covering the mouth-watering curve of her tits intact. Swallowing, I force myself to look back at the class full of students like they're the most interesting, smartest kids in the world, even though all I want is some privacy with her so I can hear how loud she can be as I fuck her in every position.
She clears her throat, asking for my attention like every nerve ending in my body isn't already attuned to hers. Even though I know damn well I should keep my eyes away from her for the sake of self-control, I can't resist the temptation of one last glance. My eyes move up from her unlaced black boots to the creamy skin of her legs. The legs that go for miles. The pleated black skirt she's wearing sits in the middle of her thighs. I grit my teeth with the sudden image of her bent over my desk. I wouldn't even need to lift her skirt up to see what's underneath. A little bend and she'd show me the perfect heaven between her legs. I wonder if she tastes like cherry just like her lips remind me of.
I meet her gaze that looks embarrassed, confused, amused, happy and maybe a little aroused if I let my wishful thinking get in the way.
Dammit.
She’s a student, I remind myself, like that needed any clarification.
A student, I repeat. And from her way of redesigning the school uniform, I can tell she's a handful. My eyes move to her breasts one more time. Yes… definitely a perfect handful.
I curse under my breath.
“Name?” I grit out, even though I know her name.
“Evangeline Faye,” she whispers.
“Well, Miss Faye. You better take a seat so we can start the class, don’t you think? Or do you like the attention way too much?” I snap at her. I didn’t mean to snap, but I’m barely holding onto my control. To be honest, I wouldn’t mind giving her all my attention. All night, and the morning after that. If we were alone in this room, I’m not sure the fact she was a student would make any difference in my need to fuck her to the middle of next week.
Fuck!
Why does she have to be in my class? Why not another school? And why doesn’t she look… less beautiful?
I’m suddenly so angry with her for coming to my class like this…
Beautiful.
Sexy.
Seductive.
Like a wet dream I don't want to wake up from.
God, how I want to fuck her. I bet those tits would look delicious as she rides my cock.
Yes, I fuck everything I find good to look at, but this gorgeous little girl is like no one I've never come across. I've never thought of a woman as much as I thought of this girl since I saw her in that bar last night and we didn't even fuck. It's like she has a direct wire to my dick and brain. Probably in that order.
I groan inwardly. I’m a damn teacher in this school and I bet on my next breath fucking a student is illegal.
Elijah Richards, you’re screwed.
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Eva
I sit on the first chair because I don't trust my legs to carry me further than that.
How is this possible?
He told me he was gonna start a job in town, but a teacher? I thought he'll maybe work in a Diner like he said he did in Seattle.
I look at him again under my lashes. God, he looks even better today.
My body came alive the moment I saw him in this classroom. Like a naughty fantasy. The throbbing all over my body makes me dizzy.
