Disobedience

Chapter 15: Homework

Elijah

hottorney pierceton: i'm in my lecture hall, i'll see u later. don't even think of skipping classes.

I pocketed my phone before I started getting up from whatever history class this is. Professors at Saigon University really don't care if you get up in the middle of the class to use the restroom or do whatever. Kimberly doesn't either, well, it's not like students would want to get up and skip her class. I have never seen anybody do that. Once her lecture starts, nobody gets up unless she's dismissing the class. She is that good.

I finally found her lecture hall and entered the dim, huge room without a preamble. I sat at the very back where a few people were around. Right now, Kimberly is going around the whole lecture hall, helping each student one at a time. Making sure that they're understanding the lesson. She has that much of a patience. Whenever she went from student to another, my eyes would settle on her perfect jiggly åss. When she would lean in, I could see the sexy, womanly shape of her perfect waists.

Fúck, I am só hórny for her.

She is so séxy with glasses. She has those blue light glasses she puts on when she looks at another student's laptop screen. My hands went to my crotch and cupped my érection.

As though she could feel my stare, she looked in my direction. Her glossy pink lips parted a little, she then cocked an arched eyebrow, nonverbally asking me, 'what-are-you-doing-here?' I just sit back and put my hands behind my head.

She licked her lower lip and shook her head before she went back to teaching whoever that student is. When she was done, she then started descending in the stair in the middle of the hall to go back to her desk, in every step she takes, her boobs jiggle and I couldn't take my eyes off of them.

The class ended and I remained in my seat. When the last student walked out, I got up from my seat and made my way to her.

"You have five minutes to explain yourself." She glanced at her silver watch as she stood in front of her desk.

Instead of answering, I cupped her åss. I smirked when she whimpered.

"Elijah..." She tried to slap my hand away but I tightened my hold on her flesh. She bit her lower lip. "S-Stop...I have another class and students can walk in any minute now.."

I leaned in, breathing in her sweet scent. "Just so you know, Kimberly, I don't like liars."

Her slim throat bobbed as her blue eyes looked into mine. I was giving her the chance to tell me what I found out.

"O-Okay.." She looked away for a moment.

Wrong answer.

"Go to my practice after school," I told her.

She nodded. I leaned into her lips to get my kiss but she turned her face away.

"D-Don't."

I grabbed her jaw and kissed her anyway. She whimpered in my mouth, my hand from her soft åss moved to her waist, the other gripping her throat.

"I own you." I whispered against her lips.

"And I hate you. God. I can't wait until you leave." She replied with that fierceness in her eyes.

I smirked.

"I'll see that attitude drip down your legs later." I whispered.

Hindi siya agad nakasagot.

"Y-You're not going that far, Darling." She huskily replied. "I might let you kiss me down there, but that's about it. You are just a bad situation that I am making the best out of."