Hot For Teacher(172)
His arms are shaking as he lowers himself, half covering me, the other half on the bed. I finally release my tight grip on the comforter and wrap my arms around his warm body, lightly covered in a sheen of sweat. His head turns the smile on his face all telling, then he leans in and kisses me. “God, you’re amazing! I lo….” His mouth shuts fast, but I know what he was going to say. I feel it too. We lay there until I can’t keep my eyes open anymore. I still feel him inside me as he has not pulled out yet and frankly, I don’t want him to. As I catch my breath, I can feel myself fading…. Fading into sleep. My dreams have begun. “I love you, Emma. So much.”
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I watch her sleep for a couple of minutes, and then I pull out of her. Damn, she’s so beautiful. I climb off her and out of bed. Finding a wash cloth on the rack in the bathroom, I let the water get warm and run the cloth underneath it. She doesn’t stir as I clean her. Once I deposit the cloth in the bathroom, I return to bed crawling in next to her. As I start to get comfortable, my mind all over the place with what we’d just done, she moves in her sleep snuggling against me and throws her arm over my waist, her head on my chest. I put my arm around her and bring her even closer. I can’t believe we just made love and how amazing she is, how beautiful, sexy and sweet. God, I took her virginity, and she gave it to me readily. My heart beats faster as I remember telling her I love her. Too soon. I don’t want to scare her off. I’ve fallen so hard, so fast for her, but I can’t stop it. I don’t want to stop. I could lose my job for this, my teaching career, and I don’t even care. She’s worth it.
My eyes open and light is shining in through the window. I don’t even remember falling asleep. My legs are tangled up with more legs, and I look down to see my girl. Her hair is a twisted mess around her, around us. Her head is half on my chest, half on my shoulder, her eyes closed and her breathing light. I have to be the luckiest man alive. Her beauty makes my breathing hitch, my heart thud. I turn my head and look at the alarm clock. Six in the morning? Wow, I never sleep this late. Totally worth it.
I untangle us, carefully moving her over until she turns, clutching the pillow beside her and sighs. I go into the bathroom take a quick shower and run their sample toothpaste over my teeth. Way to come prepared, I laugh to myself.
I walk back out and to the phone, starting to press a button when she turns back around to me, her eyes open and her mouth turns into a huge smile. “Morning,” she whispers.
I hang up the phone and lean down on the bed kissing those full lips. “Morning, beautiful.” She covers her mouth, squeals, and wraps the sheet around her. I stand back up in time for her to jump off the bed and run into the bathroom.
“Morning breath!” she yells through the door. So adorable.
After a few minutes, she walks out smiling. Can she be any more beautiful? She walks straight over to me, her arms sliding around my waist and lifts up on her tiptoes, pressing her fresh mouth to mine. I didn’t care about morning breath before. I just wanted to kiss her.
“Morning, again,” she says as her eyes light up.
“Morning, again. Do you want me to call room service for breakfast or do you need to be back home? Or, we can go eat downstairs.” She tilts her head thinking.
She bites her upper lip and I wanna join her. “I’m not sure about downstairs. We could be seen.”
I grasp her upper arms and smile. “Baby, I don’t even care anymore. I want to shout from the highest hill right now.” She giggles, and it warms my heart. “I can do anything. WE can do anything. I’m not saying I don’t want my teaching career to end and we can be careful but we’re away. No one important will see us. Okay?” I bend down so I can look deep into her eyes. She finally nods and I lean into her lips.
We finally get dressed. It takes us a little longer because well, I couldn’t keep my hands off her, but she couldn’t keep hers off me either. We walk into the restaurant, the hostess seats us quickly in a booth on the side and the waitress is over at our table handing us menus and taking our drink orders. We decide on the buffet and fill our plates to the brim. I guess our activities last night gave us both an appetite, but I’m glad to see her eat more than normal. She really could use some meat on those bones.
“Wha? Well, looky what, who we have here,” a males voice startles me and I see Emma jump, her face turning pale. “Wow! I had no idea you would be here and is that Mr. Tyler?”
Emma scrambles out of the booth, whispering and pushing a guy towards the front as her head turns to me, her eyes wide in fear. Shit! I hate that. I hate this! I need to do something. I can’t even be out with my girl. Something has to change.