Mr. Horan »n.h«

ONE MORE?

"Hello Princess.." He has this smug smirk on his face and I'm just looking at him, like oh my god he's at my house. "You forgot these..." He dangles my panties and I snatch them. I'm looking around and no ones around and I pull him in and slam the door.

"What the hell?" and now he's just looking at me. "I came back for one more?" And his eyes are soft.

One more what?
One more kiss?
One more time?

"One more what?" I'm just staring at him, and he takes my hands and starts to go up the stairs but he turns his head. "Sophie. Lock the door. We wouldn't want your mum coming home to seeing you fucking your teacher, would you?"

Oh shit.

So I walk to my large wooden door, and turn the lock on it, it makes the nervous clicking sound. I turn back and he takes my hand again and slowly leads me up the staircase, which now feels really really short because we're already in my room.

"Oh.. You're a clean freak.." He turns and smirks and I close the door and press my back to it and it's like,

Boom. My stomach is churning, I feel like I'm about to throw up.

"I need you to take something for me? Okay?" And he puts this box on my night stand, "But first," he chuckles and he's rubbing his hands together and he walks to me and pushes his hard body to mine and it's like everything comes back, the tingles, the throbbing, everything.

"Are you using me for sex, Mr. Horan?" I blurt, and then his eyes widen and this angry face expression surfaces his beautiful face. "Where did that come from?"

And I'm just standing there in his hold and I'm asking myself the same question. I shake my dead.

"I don't know," I say softly. "I don't use woman for sex.. I .." and it's like he trails off.

We're just staring at each other.

"How stupid was I?" and he turns to walk to my window. "What?"

He walks to my window seel and he's looking out, and I cross my arms.

"You're young, you fall easy and you just want a relation-"

I rush toward him and turn him and turn him to see me and I press him against the window. Our eyes are searching each other's.

"No, I'm sorry... Let's uhh," and it's like I'm desperate for his touch and I feel like shit for even making him upset so I do the only thing I know.

I let my hand meet his member that's in his pants, and I softly start to palm him and he furrows his eyebrows and breaths softly.

"Sophie, are you sure?"

And he hardens against my hand as I softly keep the pace and it's like I confirm what I want and I know deep down that it won't end good.

"I've never been so sure in my life..," I press my forehead to his and he sits on the window seel and hear starting to feel the pleasure and all I can do is watch as his flash and turn more dark.

"Sophie, yes..." He breaths. His head falls back and I pick up the pace. "Wait," he stops me, "I want to punish that smart ass mouth of yours.."

He unbuttons his pants and I kneel I'm front of him. He bucks his hip and his member is now really straining against his Calvin Klein boxers and he slips it out, and it's so hard that it sticks straight up.

"Mr. Horan.. I've never-"
"I know Sophie.. I'll guide you.." He winks and I lick my lips.

A/N
What's up with Sophie turning desperate?