A Sinful Desire (Discontinued)

Sixteen

***I'm changing her age to 18 from 17

We arrive at his apartment and it's nicer than I thought it was going to be. I mean, teacher salary isn't as much as it should be. He must have a second job... Or roommates? I exit the elevator and admire his home. Or bachelor pad. It does look like a bachelor pad. The style is modern, and slick. He has a black leather couch in front of his large flat screen television. The kitchen is to the left of the elevator, it also has the modern feel. All stainless steel, top of the market brands. Impressive.

"Take a seat, make yourself at home. Since... You're staying here tonight." He says, hesitant on the last part. I take a seat on his couch, and I feel much more sober than I did before he picked me up.

"Anything to drink?" He asks politely, heading into the kitchen. "I have water... Milk... Wine-" He stops himself. "That you can't have."

"Awe, can I please have some?" I whine, as I get up and join him in the kitchen.

"Absolutely not." He says, giving me a small glare. "You've had enough alcohol tonight."

"Fine." I huff, giving in. I'm not in the mood to pick a fight with him, it's impossible to win. The man is too damn stubborn. But so are you. My subconscious sneers.

He gets out to glasses and fills them ice and Dr. Pepper. "This is all you get."

I happily take a sip, "Mmm!" I hum. "Tastes way better than alcohol."

"Good girl."

We're sitting on his couch together, watching the Man of Steel. His arm is rested behind me on the couch and I'm trying to resist the temptation to just curl up next to him. But why shouldn't I? We made out, but he said it was a mistake. But then he came to pick me up from the party, and he's letting me stay the night.

I look up at him, his attention on the movie. I take a moment to admire his features. That strong jawline, his icy blue eyes, his lips... Oh, those lips. What I'd give to have his lips on mine again. Yeah, maybe it would technically be illegal, but not like I would tell anyone, not even Liv and Becky would know. So it would just be our little secret. Our dirty, little secret. The thought of it is enticing!

I look back at the TV, but I'm not paying any attention. All I can think about is my hot ass teacher sitting right next to me, and his arm is "basically" around me. I'm constantly trying to not look at him.

I notice that he's tapping his fingers, as if trying to resist an urge, like I am right now. I look from his fingers, back to his face, but when my eyes reach his face, he's already facing me and smashes his lips on mine. Finally!

I eagerly kiss him back. His tongue slips into my mouth and his hands grip my hips, wanting me. I throw my arms around his neck and I am now straddling him. It doesn't take long for the kiss to get heated, but it stops sooner than I had hoped and he gently nudges me off him so that I am standing in front of him.

"This is wrong." He says, catching his breath.

"But we don't have to tell anyone."

"I could lose my job if anyone found out."

"No one will! Just as long as it only stays between the two of us. Besides, I'm 18, so technically, it's legal."

He looks up at me, a smirk forming on his lips. "Fuck it." He stands up and holds my face in his hands and smashes his lips to mine. The kiss is brief, and he stops once again. "Are you a virgin?"

I hold back my laughter at his question, and shake my head. "Haven't been since I was 15."

"Good." He smashes his lips back on mine and walks me back to his bedroom, our lips remaining attached.

He backs me up to his bed and lays me down. Our lips depart as he remains standing. "Stay." He orders, and walks into his large walk-in closet. He is quick to return, with one of his ties in his hand and a blindfold in the other and a smirk on his face.

My mouth drops, and I'm not sure if I'm nervous or exciting. "Are these for you? Or... Me?" I ask, looking up that beautiful man.

His smirk remains, and his eyes darken. "You."

I bite my lip, and hold my wrists out so that he can tie them. He ties a knot around my wrist, then ties a knot around the headboard. He's about to put the blindfold over me but I stop him.

"No blindfold. I wanna see you."

He raises an eyebrow, and discards the blindfold to the side. He strips off his shirt and crawls on top of me, pressing his lips to mine once more. He leaves trails of kisses down my neck. He then unzips my dress and pulls it off of me, tossing it aside.

He begins kissing my collarbone and down from there. Once he reaches my breasts, he takes a moment to suck on my nipple, making it hard, then going to the other nipple. I can't help but let out a soft moan, as his mouth his on my nipple, and his hand caressing my other breast. He looks up at me, a smirk on his face, he knows he's doing a good job, and he's being cocky about it.

He then makes his way to my navel, then my pubic bone. I feel his mouth gently caressing me, his hands now gripping my thighs. He's not yet reached my clitoris, but I can't wait much longer. I'm becoming eager for his touch.

"Oh, please." I beg.

He gets up and puts his mouth to my ear. "'Oh, please' what?"

"Sir." I say breathlessly. He smirks at me and returns to my lower region. He kisses my inner and outer thigh, then takes hold of my panties, and in one swift movement, slides them off of me.

He spreads my legs apart and his mouth is now on my clitoris. His tongue flicks it a couple times, then he sucks on it softly, his fingers digging into my thighs. I want to run my hands through his hair, but I can't. With my hands tied, I'm helpless at his touch and am instantly weakened. My breathing increases as the pleasure increases, and I don't want it to stop, but I know I'm getting close.

"Oh my god!" I cry out in pleasure as I climax.

Bennett returns to the surface with that sexy smirk on his face. "I hope you don't think we're done here." He says in a husky tone. "Are you on the pill?" He asks.

I nod, "Yes, sir." I say breathlessly.

"Good."

He flips me over so I'm on my stomach, and begins kissing and nibbling at the back of my neck, once again, turning me on. This kisses trail down my spine. I feel him slide inside of me, he begins at a slow, gentle pace. His hands grip my hips and he gradually goes faster, hitting my g-spot everytime. He clearly knows what he's doing.

The pace is much quicker as we are both on the edge, about to climax. The closer I get, the more I moan. I reach my intense climax, the orgasm lasting a little bit longer than usual and it's amazing. I'm guessing he finished at the same time, because I feel him pull out, then flips me back over and proceeds to untie me.

"That was amazing." I say, trying to catch my breath once more.

He shrugs, trying to hide his smirk. "What can I say? I know what I'm doing."

Oh, yes you do!

I lay back on his bed, and he lays down beside me. I can't seem to keep my eyes open, and it doesn't take long for me to fall fast asleep, naked, in my teacher's bed.