Glass Family

Chapter 4.

As the night turned into day. I woke up with my head against Andrews shoulder. We must have fallen asleep. I nudged Andrew and soon he woke up from his slumber. We looked at the time and rushed off to school with Andrew. We had the same class in the morning. We sat beside each other and talked a lot about last night. I noticed his hand slid onto mine. I mean it didn't bother me but I had my eyes on someone else. Soon Rosalie walked over to us and sat down. "Did I miss something?" She asked as I looked at her confused and then moved my hand instantly. "No. It's not like that." I smiled and Andrew nodded. "Uh huh." She rolled her eyes teasingly and looked at the front. "So how's working with Mr. Mendes going?" She smiled as I turned bright red. "Good, I'm seeing him after school again to finish off the rest of the paper." I cleared my throat and grabbed my books and started writing down stuff the teacher was teaching us. Soon the bell rang and it was lunch time. I was so nervous to finish the paper because I was becoming close with Mr. Mendes and I had so much fun working with him, I didn't want it to end. Soon lunchtime was over and it was time
to head into our second last class. It felt like forever until the classes were finished and then I went into Mr. Mendes classroom. Something seemed off. He seemed bothered by something. "Is this a bad timing?" I asked and soon felt his eyes on me. "No not at all." A smile grew on the males lips which made me feel a little less stressed. "Perfect, so what I was thinking was." I walked over to him and handed him the paper. "We finish this off and then celebrate." I teased and sat down grabbing my pencil. "Have any ideas on how we can finish this?" I looked up at him. He looked even more handsome with that suit he was wearing. I watched him come sit beside me and look at the paper. "We can finish this off later." He said and slid the paper over to the side. I looked at him a little worried. "Mr. Mendes you doing alright?" I asked as he sighed rubbing his face. "Just a lot is going on." He said in a tone of voice I've never heard before, it wasn't that soft tone I usually hear, it sounded more masculine and angry. "You can talk to me." I said softly and placed my bag down on the ground. He looked at me and sighed. "I think we should stop doing this paper together." He placed his hand overtop of mine. I froze in the moment not knowing what was going to happen. He seemed so serious and it made me a little nervous to be around him when he was like this. His thumb gently caressed my skin as he kept eye contact with me. I slowly moved my other hand to place it on top of his. "Whatever is going on, I can help." I said in a whisper tone. His eyes seemed frightened and I just knew something was going on. "Sharen, you are the sweetest student I've had and I don't know what I'm doing." He whispered as I smiled. "You're doing great, we've worked on this paper for over a month, I'm starting to get to know the real you."
I whispered as his face started moving closer to mine. My heart raced as I felt anxious around his actions. His hand moved to my cheek and soon his thumb gently caressed my cheek. What was going on, was I dreaming once again? Or was this actually happening. Soon his face was only inches away. "Mr. Mendes." I whispered as he chuckled. "It's Chris." He said right before his lips were pressed against mine. I froze not knowing if I should kiss him back or pull away. My body was telling me otherwise. I soon kissed him back feeling the butterflies grow in my stomach. His hand moved to my hair gently tugging at it. His other hand gripping my thigh. The kiss became more sloppy but aggressive before I knew it, I was on his lap gripping his shoulders. I pulled away from the kiss. "Should we stop." I whispered but Chris had a mind of his own and soon I felt his soft lips against the skin of my neck tugging and sucking at the skin. A moan slipped from my lips as I tilt my head back. Soon enough I was on his desk. My dress was off and I could
hear his belt slide off as he threw it on the ground. I started to unbutton his shirt taking
his suits jacket off and then his tie. He was soon shirtless and I started kissing down his body. The heat from his skin only making things worse for me. Soon we were at it. I felt him deep inside me as I moaned into his shoulder. He was so good at what he was doing, I could barely keep up with what was going on. I was praying this wasn't going to be the only time. He felt so good, I didn't want this to ever stop. His hand grabbing a handful of my blonde hair tugging as hard as he could, feeling tears fall down my cheeks. "Don't stop." I moaned out into his neck kissing it while trying to keep quiet. Soon enough it was all over.