Teacher |H.S.|

twenty-seven

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HARRY

Georgie Hayes.

She keeps running circles through my mind and I can't seem to stop her. I haven't been able to think about anything else these last few days.

This is not what I planned, I didn't expect myself to fall for her when we first started hooking up. It was supposed to be just meaningless sex, but it developed into so much more.

It's not good, I know it's not. My mind is places it should not be, I can't get myself to focus. The only thing I can think about is Georgie and all the little things about her, like the way her face lights up whenever I mention something that I remembered about her. Not to mention the sex flashbacks that keep happening.

Georgie's begging for me to touch her.

One of my ties is wrapped around her head, covering her eyes. She's laying down on my bed, her panties still on as her boobs have been freed. I could stand here and look at her for hours, her body is like a work of art to me.

"What's that baby? I'm going to need you to be louder than that."

"Please, touch me!" she begs, a lot louder than before.

A smirk grows onto my face, I love it when she does just what I demand her to do. I crawl onto the bed, not touching her yet but she can feel that something's about to happen. Just as Georgie's about to beg me again, I press my lips against the inside of her thigh, which makes her arch her back and inhale a sharp breath.

The closer I get to her centre, the more tense she becomes. I move her panties to the side, then grip her hips and pin them down against the bed just before I attach my lips to her clit. A moan leaves her mouth as she beautifully throws her head back.

"Fuck, Harry.." Georgie moans out my name and I don't think I've ever heard a sound more beautiful than that.

The doorbell wakes me out of a flashback.

I run my hands over my face and try to gather myself together. Niall texted me and told me he had some information, that's why I invited him over to my place.

It's sunday, a normal person with a normal job should be having a day off. I blew a chance on ever having a normal life when I was nineteen and accepted that deal. Dealing drugs in exchange for a place to live, that was supposed to go on for only a year, a year and then I would get my shit together but look at me now.. I'm nearly thirty and running the whole damn organisation.

Niall walks inside as soon as I open the door, the hood of his hoodie on his head and some black sunglasses to hide his eyes behind. It's good to see that at least one of us is still trying to do a good job here.

"Boss." he greets me, a tight lip smile and a nod.

I give him the same back, already knowing that he'll be mad at me once again for seeing Georgie. I just need to remember that I'm in charge here, I don't need to listen to some teenager who thinks he knows better than I do.

"Harry-"

"I know. I already know what you're going to tell me." I stop him from saying the words that are on his mind.

Niall sighs, giving me a look to show that he disapproves of whatever I'm doing before he makes his way further into the house. I close the door and then follow him to the living room, where I watch him take off his sunglasses and push the hood of his head before taking a seat on the couch.