Page 39 of The Teacher of Nothing
Willa stalls, pretending to be reading back over her notes. I busy myself with my laptop, barely nodding at a few students who tell me bye. When Willa is the only student remaining, I walk over to my classroom door and close it.
“Come here,” I command, my voice a deep growl. “I don’t want you to be late for class.”
She tosses everything in her bag, pulls it on over her shoulders, and then walks over to me. Her pink lips are parted and her moss green eyes are hooded. I’m damn near salivating for a taste of her. It’s reckless to kiss her at school, but I’m unable to refrain. I will go insane if I don’t have her in my arms in the next three seconds.
When she’s near enough to me, I grab hold of her delicate face and tilt her head up as I step close to her. A small, satisfied sigh escapes her.
I dip down, crashing my lips to hers. Our kiss goes from tender to frantic in half a second. Her fingers grab hold of the lapels of my suit, drawing me as close as she can to her. My dick is stone between us and the urge to grind it against her is overwhelming. I pull a hand from her face to bring it to her ass and squeeze it hard enough she yelps.
“Sorry,” I growl, though I’m not exactly feeling remorseful. I nip at her swollen bottom lip and rock my hips against her. “Feel what you do to me, sweetheart? You make me so fucking hard.”
One of her hands leaves my chest, snaking its way up to my neck. Her fingernails find the nape of my neck, tugging at the short strands of hair there.
“There isn’t enough time,” she whines. “I want to stay in here with you all day.”
I reward her words with a deep kiss that makes her knees buckle.
“If you stay any longer, I’m going to do something regrettable. Something that could get me fired on the spot.” I devour the moan that escapes her. “I want inside you so damn bad I can’t stand it.”
“I want that too,” she breathes. “Just lock the door.”
“My good girl is so bad.” I tug at her bottom lip with my teeth. “You’re a bad influence on me.”
“Please…”
Pulling back, I stare into her pretty green eyes. “We can’t and you know it. This is crossing the line.”
She pouts and fuck if that doesn’t make me horny as hell. I grab her wrist, dragging it down to where my dick strains in my slacks.
“Feel this?”
Her tongue darts out, sweeping over her bottom lip and leaving a trail of wetness there. “Y-Yes.”
“You’re a virgin, Willa, and my dick, as you can see, is thick. I can’t just fuck you against my classroom door. I’ll hurt you. We’ll need more preparation.”
“Oh,” she murmurs, brows furling. “When?”
God, this girl kills me.
“Soon. I’ll figure something out.”
“I can leave my window open.” Her eyes search mine, almost pleading. “You could come as soon as it gets dark.”
The temptation to have her tonight is almost too difficult to ignore.
“I’d like that,” I admit, smiling at her, “but I don’t want this to be just about sex.”
She blushes. “It’s not. We don’t have to do that. I just…I want to see you. This isn’t enough.”
“Get to class before I get us both in a lot of trouble.” I rest my forehead to hers. “Okay?”
“Okay.”
We kiss once more before I physically wrench myself away from her. Her lips are puffy and her chin is red from my scruff. I want to turn her entire body red as I devour each inch of her.
“Be careful with Spencer,” I say before I can stop myself.
Her lust-filled haze fades and she frowns at me. “Why? Isn’t he your nephew?”
