History (Nathan Gardner) - Complete

The Desk

This next week is so long. I just want to be on that plane with Nathan and on our way to a week of pure bliss. I'm totally counting down the hours until the final bell on Friday! It's just taking forever!

Right now it's Tuesday, and I've been working in the class with Nathan as normal. But today is a bit different..

First thing, when we arrived at the college, he was greeted by a new teacher who will be starting after the break just a few rooms down from us. She's tall, just a little bit taller than Nathan, dark brown locks like him, that fall down to her ass. Not that I looked, but she looks like she works out.. The way Nathan greeted her, was the same nice, lovely way he greeted me.

I didn't think much of it until lunch break, he told me to join him in the lunch area as usual. But this time she was there. And uh the way she flirted with him has me nearly throwing up my lunch. Dramatic? Yes.. maybe a little..

He gave me a few glances as he has been in class, but I was just fixed on her. The way she laughed stupidly at his jokes, the way he would touch him when she spoke. Oh my god. He was just blind to it, but me? I was fuming.

Now we're back in the classroom and he's giving a lecture, I'm sitting with a student, to help them if they need it. He keeps giving me little glances over those glasses. He can't help himself. I try not to react to him by concentrating on the students work, when she's asks for help.

Surprisingly that class and the rest of the afternoon go over quickly and we're both left in the room together. I begin picking up papers, books, just generally tidying the room for the day, I look up to him when he's standing from his desk, he places his glasses down on the desk, walking over slowly to the door, looking at me as he does. He pushes it closed and locks it with his key and smirks at me, and then he's making his way over to me. Grabbing my hand, pulling me back to his desk.
He's quick to begin kissing on my neck, and I'm lost to him, that's what he does to me. I'm weak.

"Oh Mr Gardner.." I moan out, his hands roaming my body. Lifting myself up to sit on his desk.

"Only a few more days to go and I can have you for a full week with no work, no people, absolutely no interruptions.."

"Mmm.. I can't wait.." I lift my hands to his hair, playing with it at the back of his neck. His hair is so soft, it's long enough for me to run my fingers through. I also love the tinge of grey that he has to it. It's hot.

He stops the kissing on my neck, and rests his head against my forehead..he begins to undo my shirt, button, by button, very slowly. He's looking down to his hands as he goes, when he reaches the third from bottom, he stops, making me look at him with a small frown. But he just moves his hands back up and moves the shirt a little to expose my skin, my lace bra covering my breasts, he traces his finger along my skin to meet the strap. Next thing I know, his mouth is kissing my lips, then along my jaw, down to my neck, and slowly moving down to my breast, kissing just above the fabric.

"Nathan.." I whisper out, just wanting him to stop this teasing.

"What?"

"Just.. do something.."

"I am.." He kisses again against my skin and moves his way back up but stopping at my neck again, softly kissing and biting on a particular spot that he seems to like, because he knows it's what turns me on. Ok he's won, the man is fucking torturing me. I want more. Not this!!

Ugh. Fuck me Nathan! I grab his hands to have him focus on me. That stupid smirk, along with those dark eyes beaming back at me.

"You're being a tease. And far too slow.. just fuck me already!"