A grin appears on her face. “Good.”
I narrow my eyes. “The taste of my cum or the sex?”
“Both.”
“You okay?”
“Yeah … just a little … wowed.”
I laugh. “Okay, well, as long as you don’t share that wow with anyone else, I’m good.”
“Share?” She grabs her panties off the floor and puts them back on again. “I don’t have any other boys in my life right now, if that’s what you mean.”
I frown. “Not what I meant, and I’m sure as hell not fucking jealous.”
“Okay, well, sorry,” she scoffs, raising her brows at me.
I let out a sigh. “Don’t take it badly. I didn’t mean it that way.”
“Right, of course.” She shakes it off like she’s already over it, but I can tell she’s not. “Well, we fucked. End of story. Time for class.”
She tries to pass me, but I grab her arm to stop her. “Wait.”
“Why?”
“You’re misunderstanding me. That shit came out wrong.” I pull her toward me and grab her shoulders. “I’m not jealous of any boy … because I know you don’t want them. And what I meant with ‘not sharing’ is that we need to keep this a secret.” I tip up her chin and smile. “Can you do that for me?”
“You mean not even telling Lesley?”
“Not telling anyone.” I lean in closer. “This could kill my career. Get you expelled.”
“Oh … right …” Her eyes drift off. “Because you’re still my teacher and I’m your student.”
I grab her by the waist and pull her closer. “Hey, look at me.” I wait until she does. “Just because I am doesn’t mean this whole thing doesn’t mean anything. It does.”
“But it’s just sex,” she adds.
“Yes …” I sigh, trying to make peace with the fact that it’s just sex.
That it should be just sex.
But for some reason, something gnaws at my insides when I hold her like this.
“So … guess we should get to the classroom then?” she asks.
“Not yet … there’s one more thing …”
“If you wanna know … no, I didn’t do my homework. Wanna spank me now? Jizz in my panties again?”
I smirk. “No, but thanks for telling me. I’ll remember it the next time my hand gets itchy.”
She gives me an awkward smile, followed by a raised eyebrow, almost as if she’s trying to outplay me, but it isn’t happening.
My fingers are still locked around her chin, and I pull her closer until my lips touch hers and her breath is stolen by me.
Capturing her mouth with mine makes me numb with desire, even after just fucking her into oblivion. I don’t know what it is about her, but she makes me want to latch on and never let go.
That is until someone knocks on my door and opens it in about two seconds time …
Catching us in the act.
“Mr. Hard, did you—”
Our lips unlock, and a gasp escapes Hailey’s mouth as she turns her head toward the sound.
My eyes are drawn toward the girl standing in the door, her pupils dilating the longer she stares.
“Oh, my god.” Hailey whispers. “Lesley?”
Chapter 12
Hailey
Fuck.
“O … kay …” Lesley mutters as she stands stupefied in the doorway. “I’ll just go to class.”
“Wait!” I yell, unhooking myself from Thomas’s embrace. I run to her and grab her arm. “Please …”
“Sorry, I didn’t mean to intrude,” she says, trying to walk away, but I keep going after her.
“Please, let me explain.”
“Explain what?” She suddenly comes to a stop and turns around. “You were kissing Mr. Hard. What’s there to explain?”
“I know what you saw, but it isn’t what you think.”
“What I think? I’m not thinking anything. I’m trying not to think because all I can come up with is how … awkward it is. Sure, I fantasized about hooking up with a teacher, but actually doing it is a whole different story. This is just … weird.”
“I’m sorry you had to see us like that. Please, can we go talk somewhere in private?” I ask, grabbing her hand.
“I don’t know …” She bites her lip. “Fine, but only if you tell me exactly what’s going on. No lies.”
I nod and take her to a small corner where no one else seems to bother coming. “Look. Thomas and I … Mr. Hard, we’ve been involved for a few days now.”
“You mean this has been going on longer than just today?” She makes a face. “Is this because I told you to look at his ass?” She narrows her eyes. “I didn’t know you’d actually jump on him.”