The Teacher's Pet (Original)

6. Hot and Cold

*MATURE CONTENT*

When I got home, I ran to my bedroom. Ripped off my clothes and soaked in the bath tub. I felt so much better after the bath.

It was just me at home. My mom and dad were at work.

The whole day I sat in bed and read. I got numerous texts from Max and Trevor.

Max asked me if we were still on for tonight and Trevor kept saying sorry. I didn't reply to them.

Then my mom texted me saying they were going to visit their friends after work and stay with them. So I'm all alone here at the house.

I fell asleep eventually. A knock at the door woke me up. I glanced at my alarm clock. It read 9:35 PM. I must of slept longer than I thought.

I achingly walked down stairs and made my way to the door. When I opened it my heart stopped.

There. Here. Standing in front of me was. Mr. Sparks.

Well I wasn't expecting that. He was in regular clothes and had no glasses on.

"Umm, Mr. Sparks what are you doing here?" I choked out the words.

"May I come in? I need to talk to you." He said calmly.

I nodded my head and let him in.

Sh¡t. I forgot to put on a bra.

All I had on was a T-shirt and sweat pants. Hopefully I wouldn't be nipping.

I lead him into to living room and sat down on the couch beside him.

"What is it you need to talk about?" I asked him.

"About what happened with Trevor and in my classroom." He spoke softly.

I swallowed hard at the memory of us almost kissing. "Okay."

"Okay? Well for starters how many times has he hit you?" He asked. His voice was rasp.

"He's only hit me one time. That's all."

He rubbed the back of his neck, thinking. "Are you telling me the truth? Liz, you can tell me anything."

"Yes, hes only hit me once, it was in July." I spoke quietly. The thought of it formed a lump in my throat.

"Okay. Now. About what happened today in my room." He ran his hand through his Carmel hair. "I should of never tried to kiss you. Or anything of the sort. Your my student and that's all."

I don't know why but his words bothered me. I didn't want to just be his student. I wanted to be his and to mean much more than just a student.

I gathered my thoughts and spoke. "I wouldn't of mind..." I said quietly, wondering if he even heard me.

I glanced up through my lashes to see him staring. His eyes full of passion and lust. It aroused me very much so. The proof was on my body. My nipples became hard and down south was getting wet.

He could obviously tell and I thought he was getting up to leave. I thought wrong.

He crashed his lips against mine. He grabbed a hold of my waist and laid me back on the couch. I placed my hands through his thick hair.

My eyes widened, when his tongue found mine. I pulled his head and body closer, as if we weren't close enough. My legs wrapped around his waist, pushing his groin to my core. I silently wished I had no clothes on.

He grinded against me and I felt his hard against my opening. The way he rubbed against it made me whimper. I almost begged him to take me here. Right now.

His hand found the hem of my shirt. I felt it slowly slide up my stomach. A moaned escaped from me, when he grasped my breast.

I arched my back and moaned. His hands caressed my chest. My shirt was pulled up all the way. He made a soft trail of kisses down my neck.

My eyes widened and I gasped as his mouth found my breast. He sucked softly at first, but then his teeth playfully nipped me.

I looked down to him and caught his gaze. He smiled and sucked harder. A quiet moan escaped.

My hands were fumbling with his shirt hem and jeans. I wanted to have him. If I could find this much pleasure without him even touching my core. I wanted to see how much pleasure it would be to have him with me in unison.

He brought his lips to my ear.

Then he whispered to me, "Elizabeth this is all I've been able to think about. Your sweeter than I thought and when you moan it drives me crazy. Everything about you drives me crazy and all I think about is pleasuring you. God, your so beautiful." He then growled and started to unbutton his jeans.

I was ready. I was silently begging for him to be quicker.

*Knock. Knock. Knock.*

Really? Are you fucking kidding me?

Jacob jumped back and tumbled off the couch. I laughed at seeing his appearance. His hair was ruffled and crazy looking. His shirt was wrinkled and his eyes wild.

I got up and smoothed down my hair and pulled down my shirt. I took a deep breath in and then ran to the front Door.

The surprises seem to never stop. I drew back the door and found Max.

His eyes had a sad look to them and the sight of me made them light up.

But before he could say anything I shut the door.

Wow, Elizabeth your a total bitch!

I ran back to the living room and found Jacob...gone.

He must of left I guess. He was probably scared that it was my parents or something.

A sticky note caught my eye though. It was placed on the coffee table. The writing was nonetheless Jacob's. It read, "Elizabeth, that got out of hand and should of never happened. As being your teacher it was totally out of line and was wrong. Beyond wrong, it's my fault for engaging with you. It will never happen again. You are just a child and I am an adult. I need to act as one."

"You're kidding me?!" I screamed. His words made me livid. I wanted to find and slap him. I wanted to tell him he blew his chance with me and he would never have me.

I slumped into the couch. I thought about his words.

If you want to play that way Mr. Sparks. We can play that way. I'll have you begging for me in just a matter of time. Then I'll reject you and you will never have me.

I smiled tightly at the thought of him begging for me, but nonetheless I will vow that I won't give him anything.

You can do this Elizabeth. Just don't get attached to him.

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Hope you enjoyed the heat...wink, wink. 😳 I had you there for a moment didn't I? Thought they were gonna... But nope...just gonna have to wait. Patience. 😰

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