Seducing Mr. Kourke

Chapter 2

I took my seat next to Robert and Kailey and took all my things out neatly. Despite him not being here with me; I wanted to make a good impression. Make him know I'm interested in his subject and most of all- him.

I reached for my crisp, History book from my plastic wallet, being careful not to bend any ends. Having done that successfully, I wrote the date and the title that clearly was on the PowerPoint. Some idiotic people were still looking around, waiting for sir to command them . The only person Mr. Kourke is going to be commanding is me. In more ways than one. I didn't like sharing.

I need this man so much. It's killing me. I need his touch, his heat, his kiss.

Those lips are mine. It kills me to think that he is wasting all his lip power on talking to classes who don't even listen to a word he says. Every day. What a man.

Just then, my man walked into the classroom carrying a big bunch of hard back books. I wanted to jump from my seat and help him. But just like most times, I had to refrain myself from embarrassment. I still have a lot to go through before he becomes mine. Officially mine.

A lot to go through.

I straightened up my posture and gently grazed my already neatly washed and ironed skirt; slightly adding a push to my chest. Don't want to disappoint, do I?

Kailey threw an inquisitive look my way; I shrugged my shoulders, leaving her spellbound. I don't care what anyone says, he is mine.

"Okay ladies and gents," he finally spoke. I turned all my intentional instincts to him; making sure my body had a good degree of sexuality.

"If you don't mind, I'll like you to jot down the title for today's topic."

Everyone immediately took their pens and I started smiling to myself. There were wasting my man's time whereas- I, on the other hand, have already wrote it down. I am an early observer. Sir likes that.

"Nora?"

I jumped and dispersed abruptly from my special thoughts. I looked up to see Mr. Kourke looking at me with a raised brow. I silently swore, praying wildly and hoping I didn't do anything wrong to my baby to make him stop working.

"Yes, sir?" I replied as gently as I could, not wanting to sound too authoritative. Not wanting to question his need to single me out.

"Why aren't you writing?" he simply asked. I sighed mentally, thanking God so much.

"Well," I started to say. "I've finished." I held my breath, hoping he wouldn't scold me. Instead, to my surprise, he didn't. He simply went to the back of the room and got a piece of paper with some writing on it. He came back to my desk and leaned down.

My heart stopped.

"Here you go." he said, handing me a article. My hands brushed his for a moment and I felt my vagina leap for joy. I hope he felt it too.

"You can start reading the sources, considering you're a early observer. I like that." And before I could say anything, he made his way back to his desk.

I stood there frozen, my head was whizzing and shooting out possibilities and possibilities of...us. Robert nudged me; bringing me back to reality.

"Do you know how stupid you look?"

He didn't even ask. He stated. I turned my gaze to him and he raised his eyebrow; gesturing it towards my hands. To my horror; I saw my arms were still outstretched from when I collected the article. I coughed and shooed away all the other questioning stares that were piercing at my weirdness.

I shrugged. Let them look. I AM going to have Mr. Kourke at the end of the day. I bent my head to get a better look at the source; making sure that some cleavage was definitely on show.