Temptations

Chapter 4

Blaring. It was the stupid alarm signaling that I had to wake up at six thirty in the morning to go to a little place that I like to call hell. Even if it was my second day. Groaning, I threw the sheets to the side and lazily got out of the warm bed. I sighed and let the sink run until warm water came out so I could wash my face and brush my teeth. After doing so, I brushed my hair and curled the tips with a curling wand. I applied mascara and did a wing affect with my eyeliner. I finished off my make up with a deep brick red lip stain and walked off to my closet to choose what to wear. I got out a pair of light washed high waisted shorts and paired it with a maroon cropped tank top and tied it all together with my Bobby Chelsea boots from Topshop. Fanning out my hair, I grabbed my phone and backpack and walked out of my room to head downstairs.

"Morning Marce," mom called out looking up from flipping her infamous pancakes. Smiling, I walked over to her and kissed her cheek.

"Morning," I said walking over to my dad, kissing his cheek as well. He smiled and patted my back. I looked down at my phone and pressed the home button which revealed the time. It read 7:15am. I grabbed a green apple from the fruit bowl and my car keys on my way out of the door.

I unlocked the door to my 2014 black Toyota Camry and hopped in, throwing my bag on the passenger seat. Putting the keys into the ignition to get the car warmed up, I looked at myself in the rearview mirror. A shadow was seen in the background, and when I turned around I saw him. A couple of houses down, there was Mr. Lachlan with his computer bag and suitcase. He was getting stuff into his car, running in and out from his house. Then, I saw him walk one last time to kiss his wife goodbye. Shaking myself from my thoughts, I shifted gears and drove off to school.

I parked in the parking lot and grabbed my bag from the passenger seat, getting out. I slammed the door shut and pressed the button on my keys to lock the car doors. As I heard the beep, I took that as a sign that the car was locked and shoved the keys into the pocket of my handbag.

"Marceline," I heard the familiar husky voice call out. Slowly turning around, I was faced with a smirking Mr. Lachlan. I walked over to him, him meeting me halfway. Being polite, I sent him a smile which he gladly returned.

"Would you mind helping me?" He asked holding out a stack of files while he held onto his computer bag, suitcase, and coffee mug.

"Not at all," I smiled taking the files from his underarm. He sighed, having the extra weight off of him. We walked silently to his classroom and stopped, once he had to unlock the door. He opened the door for me to go in first, and he slipped in right after me.

"Where do you want these?" I asked softly, turning towards him. He quickly set everything down on his desk and walked over to me.

"Let me grab those," He whispered and took the files to his back room. He was taking quite a while, so I walked back there to see if he needed anything else. If not, I could just leave and head towards my first class since the bell would ring soon.

"Hey, Mr. Lachlan do you-" I said, but was cut off by him pulling me even deeper into the room. It was dimly lit, but I could still make out bits and pieces of his facial details. He started to trail kisses from my neck up to my lips. I tried pushing him off, but that lead him to pulling me even closer. He kissed my soft spot and that resulted in me letting out a soft moan. He smirked and continued to kiss the same spot.

"You have a wife, please stop," I moan, trying to push him off.

"Doesn't seem like you want me to, darling," he chuckled trailing kisses from my neck down to my cleavage. I let involuntary moans fall past my lips as he keeps sucking and blowing on my sweet spot. He kissed up to my lips, and I let him. We continued until the bell rang, causing both of us to curse under our breaths. I gave a small smile and walked out of his class and towards my first period. (or class whatever you consider it)