Dirty Dolan Imagines [read description]

Inagine for Kitti

For kittipops
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<Hotties POV> (aka kitti ;))

  I walk in the almost filled classroom and sit down at my original seat. I kick my feet up on the table and sigh, waiting for the teacher to come in.

  Did I mention he's extremely hot? Cause he is. He's so hot, that he makes hot not even a word. Like, ya know?

  The bell rings and a couple students came rushing in last minute. But the teacher was not here ye- ThEr He iS.

  "Sorry I'm late," He smirked, taking a seat on his "high quality" chair.

  I smirked and moved my feet off my desk, resting my elbow on the desk, and my head on my hand. Mr. Dolan then started to speak, but I wasn't listening. I was too distracted by his beauty.

His chocolate brown eyes, the way his lips moved when he spoke, the little freckle on his chin, his jawline. Oh don't even get me started on that well created knife.

"Kitti! Would you like to answer the question?!" Mr. Dolan shouted.

I snapped back to reality and looked around, everyone was looking at me.

I cleared my throat, "What was the question?" I asked.

"What is sex?" He asked, smirking slightly.

"Um, I- I don't know," I shrug.

Everyone laughed at my answer and Mr. Dolan clenched his jaw. Oh that  jawline. MMMMMMMMMMMMMM COME TO MAMA POPPI!

  I need help..

  He shook his head and went back to teaching. No lector? Hm, sexy and not a stupid teacher. Cha Ching, am I right ladies?

  After the boring class everyone left, but I was still packing my books.

  "Kitti, will you please stay?" Mr. Dolan asked, as I was about to throw my bag over my shoulder.

  "Um, sure," I stutter, placing my bag down.

I walk over to his desk and sigh, standing in front of it. He gets up and walks over to me, sitting down on the desk.

"Look, I see you. During class, I can tell you don't understand anything about sex, making out, anything sexual. So I've been thinking," He smirked. "I'll tutor you," He finished.

His smirk literally made me wet. I inhaled sharply and nodded slowly, agreeing to this plan. It can't be so bad, right?

"Great. We can start now," He smiled.

"What? Now?! I have cla-"

He just kissed me. His lips are touching mine and his hands are on my hips. I kiss back without thinking and run my fingers through his hair. He grunts as I tug on it, our lips moving in sync.

His tongue swiped my bottom lip and I pulled away, breathless.

"You have to accept my tongue, let it go in your mouth," He whispers, and goes back to kissing me.