Howl For Him

14.

The Teacher's Werewolf

14.

Tap Tap Tap.

My pencil tapped against the wooden table as I stared at Charlie who was writing something on the board, he asked questions and students answered.

But my eyes were concentrated on him, the way his body moved, the way he gave a small smile once a student got an A* question correct. I loved how much he was proud of his students that were passing Maths, but me on the other hand... I got a D in Maths. No pun intended.

The extra classes for maths were helping, but it wasn't my best subject. The numbers and letters just confused me.

My phone made a quiet but noticeable notification noise, and I looked around to see if anybody heard it. Not that I would get in big trouble by Charlie, but he would give me a small lecture about how I'm never listening to him in class.

Just as I unlocked my phone, I looked up to see if Charlie was watching me and indeed he was. His hands were behind his back, his head tilted to the side as I saw him clench in jaw. He closed his eyes for a slow few seconds, opened them again and gave me one last look that proved he was irritated and walked towards a student who needed his help.

I scoffed quietly and looked at the message, it was from Sam. 'How's math going with your sexy mate'

I sighed to myself once I saw the text, yet again Charlie was angry at me. I'm not surprised, it really must be annoying when a student of yours isn't listening to you and is more concentrated on their phone.

I tapped at my phone until I finished my message and pressed send, 'could of been better, i can practically smell the anger off of him cause of me'

I heard Charlie's footstep come closer to me, I looked up and placed my phone in between my thighs.

"If you go on your phone in class one more time, I swear I'm transferring you to another class. Sit up and listen!"

One thing I don't like is when someone raises their voice at me.

"You don't get to shout at me. I'm not a kid." We had gained the attention of the class, all eyes were on us.

"You certainly do act like it. I sometimes forget you're 17."

I bit down on my lip to hold back my laughter, "You certainly did forget that one time when it was just me and-"

"Quiet!" Charlie interrupted and I slumped back into my seat with an amused grin on my lips.

"Don't get upset now." It was just so fun to annoy him, but I knew when I was crossing the line.

Charlie bent down, his fists leaned against the table and he looked up, his eyes were filled with anger and his jaw clenched as he stared at me. "Do not anger me Charlotte Ivy."

I kept a straight face on, I moved my foot forward and gently slid it up Charlie's leg.

His eyes widened quickly but his facial expression turned back to normal - unamused and bored.

"So cute." I mouthed to him and gained a little chuckle from the person next to me.

Just as Charlie's mouth opened to say something, the bell rang signalling that the lesson was over.

Charlie stood up to his full height, towered over mostly everyone and walked back to the front door as students packed their belongings and walked out of the class.

I packed up my book and pencil case, grabbed onto my bag and walked towards the door. My eyes kept low on the ground but I could feel Charlie's eyes were on me.

I was the last student to leave, and just as I was about to walk out the door was shut and Charlie stood in front of it, with his lips on me and his hands on my hips.

I dropped my bag to the floor and wrapped my arms around his neck. "What are you doing?" I questioned as his hand pulled up the skirt I was wearing, making my thighs visible.

"Hold this up." Charlie ordered sternly as he placed my skirt in my hand to hold it up. He spun my body around quickly and walked us towards a desk.

He placed his hand at the back of my spine and pushed me down on the desk gently. I was bent over a desk, with my skirt wrapped around my waist.

"You're just so rebellious. God damn it Charlotte, why can't you just be like the normal kids and listen?" His hips were against my backside and his bulge dug into me.

I gasped quietly as I felt my palms sweat at the position we were in.

"You just have to be so sexy, don't you?" His hands ran up the back of my thighs and all the way to my butt.

Suddenly his hand slapped against my right cheek, and I jumped at the connection.

Charlie wrapped his hand in my hair and pulled me up, my body was against his and I could feel every inch of his body.

His arm wrapped around my waist and his free hand slid up to my breast and gripped on to it. "I need to fuck you, but I can't."

I closed my eyes tightly, I knew it was becoming frustrating for both of us as it wasn't the right time for us to mate.

I wanted to mark him as mine, to let him know that he's official mine. No ex fiances in the way. That is when I would mate him.

It was becoming harder and harder as I could feel the connection between us ten times more then Charlie could until I mark him.

I suddenly felt like teasing Charlie. "Sir, this is slightly inappropriate." I bit my bottom lip as I played with his tie, I ran my hands up and down it.

Charlie groaned quietly as his eyes ran over my body.  "Fuck it. You're mine."

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I'm sorry for taking so long to update! I've been struggling to find new ideas for my stories