Everything he taught me ...

The Deal

SIRENA

I rub my tired eyes with the back of my hand, realizing that I am still in Joshua's car. His arms are gently wrapped around my body and his breathing is soft and calm. And then it hits me - I just slept with my teacher ... There's no way I'm not dreaming all of this. I shift up my head to see if he's awake and see his eyes are still closed. He looks really good lying there and sleeping. His lashes are long, dark and full and I feel a bit jealous. I'd kill to have lashes like these. His usually messy hair looks even more messed up and there's a soft blush on his cheeks. Something about this situation feels so peaceful. 

I feel him move a bit, then he yawns rubbing his sleepy eyes. "Hey.", he says still kind of asleep. I whisper back a little "Hey" and can't help but feel bad about what just happened. It shouldn't feel so right to do something so wrong. 

"I- Josh, this was wrong."

JOSHUA 

The blue of her eyes looks even deeper right now and I swear if you weren't careful you could get lost in them. I knew that this would eventually come, but I hoped for our little thing to go on for a while longer. "But doesn't it feel so fucking right?", I ask, my voice low and husky. This is harder for me than I thought it would be. "But what if -" "But what if not, what if we keep it a secret. If it's our little secret.", I cut her off. Her hand lays on my chest and judging by her face expression, she's thinking of a way to make this possible. 

"Listen, what if we have a deal." "A deal?", she chuckles. "Yeah a deal.", I feel a smile forming on my lips. "And what do you have in mind?" "I don't know but for starters you could dress more appropriate to school, so I don't get any ideas." I hear her laugh a bit. "And secondly, we can't do it at school. It's way too risky with all the people just waiting for new gossip." "Fair enough." "And last but not least, we can't tell anybody about it.", not that there was anyone who I could tell it. "Well that won't be a problem for me.", she says trying to be sarcastic but I realize she's actually got noone either. We only have each other. "So it's a deal?" "Yup, deal" "We should really get you home now though, or else you won't be able to concentrate in school tomorrow.", I joke. And just like I expected it, she rolls her eyes, ready to give a sarcastic comment. "Ok, Daddy.", she says with a smirk. Damn, she has to stop teasing me all the time. 

SIRENA 

When we finally got to my apartment, it was weird to leave him. It felt so natural to be around him. It was easy. "You want to come in?", I ask shyly, not sure if it's appropriate - but really what is appropriate anyway. "I mean, I'm just not sure if we'll get any sleep today if I enter your place." "You're right", I smile. Who needs sleep though. I pull him in for a kiss suddenly feeling him twist us so he can push me against the door. He plants kisses on my forehead, down my neck and on my lips. I turn my hand to unlock the door but I struggle, because my hands are shaky all of a sudden. The lock klicks, allowing us to enter and we're not even inside when I feel his hands make their way under my shirt, trying to undress me. "Calm down.", I laugh. "No.", he says with a smirk on his face and I can't help but laugh. "You want a coffee?", I ask wih a sweet smile. "You must be kidding me. You know what I want", his green eyes suddenly looking desperate. Desperate for my touch, desperate to feel my skin under his fingertips. How is this not a dream? How is this really happening. - again?! 

Usually I don't have people over and my place looks like a mess. There's still a plate from this morning on the kitchen counter, which he shoves away, pulling me in closer and grabbing my thighs, pulling them up until they hug his hips. He gently places me on the kitchen counter. I never thought I'd be fucked on this counter. By my teacher. I laugh about the situation. "This is weird isn't it." "What exactly?", he asks ironically. "Everything.", I whisper, brushing my fingers through his thick, dark hair. The feeling of desire growing stronger by every second. "I should go to sleep, or else my professor will be mad at me for not concetrating in class.", I pout. "He'll get over it.", he smiles unzipping the zip of my skirt.