@Crazy_annar5 here you go!
It was 3rd period. Math class. God I hate math. I'm so bad at it. We took at test yesterday and I'm 99% sure I bombed it. When the bell rang, I sat down. And our normal teacher didn't walk in. It was a extremely hot substitute. All the girls were staring. "Hello class. I'm Mr. Lynch, but you can call me ross if you want. First thing I'm going to do is pass back the tests you took yesterday. He called up name after name, until he called my name. I got up and our eyes met. They stayed glued on each other and he handed me my test, and whispered in my ear "see me after class." I looked at my score. 30%. Told you I suck at math. I sat back down in my seat, tapping my nails against the desk, and blushing every time Ross looked at me. Soon enough, class was over, I got up and slowly walked over to Ross's desk. "You wanted to see me, Mr. Lynch?" I asked really nervous. This guy looks my age. How is he even a sub? "Yes, Anna, it's about your test score." He said and got up to close the door. "You seem to be having trouble and I'm really good at math, so maybe I could help you?" He looked at me. Man, I wanted to kiss him so bad. "Uhm, yah." I bit my lip. "But first," he said as he stepped closer to me. He gripped my hips and spoke deeply in my ear "I want a piece of this." He kissed me roughly. I dropped my backpack and put my arms around his neck. He pulled me closer to him so there was no room left between us. I took my arms away and slide them under his shirt. He has such a hard 6 pack. Our lips were moving in sync, and he slid his tongue in my mouth. This was a really heated make out session. I pulled his shirt off, and he pulled off mine, but luckily I had a tank top on underneath. I pulled away from air loss, grabbed my backpack, and said to him "thanks for the help with math." I smirked. He just stood there breathless. I walked out of the classroom.
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