Punished [h.s]

6

I couldn't focus for the rest of the class. With just my luck, I was sat in the front of the class, right in front of Mr. Styles' desk. I caught him staring at me a couple times, his eyes dark, and then he proceeded to lick his pink lips and smirk. My cheeks heated every time and I fidgeted in my seat.

We were taking a pop quiz and with Mr. Styles staring at me like the way he does, it made it close to impossible to focus. The minutes kept rolling by and the only thing I had down was my name. Panicking because there was only a minute left, I didn't want to get into anymore trouble than I already was.

"Pencils down girls, and stay seated as I come to collect your tests." Quiet conversations were heard as Mr. Styles walked around the room. I played with my fingers, head down until I saw his shiny Oxfords in view.

"Mm Danielle, what happened?" He asked but he knows damn well as I do what he was doing.

"You know what. You were distracting me," I sneered at him trying to be as quiet as possible.

Mr. Styles leaned down by my ear with a smirk playing on his lips.

"I'm sorry baby girl but when you have those damn lace panties on between those long tan legs of yours, it's hard not to get turned on." I gasped at him as he stood and walked to his desk casually. As much as I hated him for being such a perv I couldn't help but think that I...turned him on. This twenty something of a man turned on by me??

I had to look down to hide my flushed cheeks but it was no use. I kept my head down and my legs crossed until the bell rang.

Oh how I was dreading that bell.