Call me...Teacher's Pet

Ch.8

I remained quiet throughout the ride to Patrick's house. "You're nervous" Patrick suddenly blurted out.

"I am not." I replied heart racing i sometimes wondered if he was telepathic or something.

"I can tell that you're nervous Brit and there really is nothing to be afraid of." he uttered glancing at me with that innocent smile of his.

"That's true but who knows you could be some serial killer and I could be your next victim."

He laughed "Wow, well that's impossible cause I can't kill you. You're much more useful to me alive." He smirked. I was about to reply until we pulled over to this huge house.

"We're here" he said stepping out of his air-conditioned car.

My mouth dropped "How do you afford this with a teacher's salary??" I found myself saying.

He chuckled "Well let's just say my grand father was a generous man."

"Generous indeed." I concluded. Patrick first walked in the house, it was even bigger on the inside it smelt quite familiar like perfume.....women's perfume. "She's here allot  isn't she?"

"I like you, you're really bold." he said making his way to what seemed to be the kitchen "yes she is, I like her company its not healthy for a man to be in a house like this all alone."

"Well that makes sense" I replied keeping my distance at the doorway of the kitchen.

"Have a seat, be comfortable, don't get shy on me now."

I grinned as I pulled out a chair ,still trying to grasp the idea that i was alone with this man in his house.

"Would you like some wine, beer, soda?" he asked as he scanned the fridge.

"Some wine would be nice." I smiled

"Yea right I'm still your teacher and soda is justttt fine." he placed a bottle of coke on the the table.

"Dude I'm 18 its not a crime."

"Until you're 21 it kinda is." he poured me the coke despite my objection and passed it to me. I drank some looking at him stubbornly.

He grinned "Don't look at me like I'm the bad guy." 

"You are the bad guy...a good guy would at least give me a tour of his mansion."

"Its not a mansion,but you're right." He got up from his chair. "Shall we my lady?"

I grinned as he put out his hand.

I held it as we walked through the house. Huge was an understatement there was a library three bathrooms this grand dining room and three bedrooms and there was still the upstairs that he hadn't taken me.

"I wouldn't mind live in a house like this." I gnawed.

He smiled. "But you haven't seen the best part." I looked at him confused, he then opened the door behind him. "This is my room the master bedroom." my mouth dropped as I entered. the first thing that came to my mind when I entered was hell yes but of course i didn't say that out loud. I turned as I heard the door close behind me.

"Did you just shut that room door..with your student inside Mr.Bolman."

He smiled pulling me by my waist. "Is that a problem Miss Delorentis?"

I didn't have time to answer his lips were already invading mine and gosh did that feel good. I then felt him lift me up away from the floor. I smiled in awe no one had ever did me that before. I wrapped my legs around him but our lips never departed. He walked towards the bed and placed me down gently. I automatically removed his shirt while he nibbled on neck I could feel his natural firmness press between my legs I knew exactly where this was heading when he pulled my skirt off.

"Wait." I said gripping his chest. he immediately backed off me.

"I'm sorry, I can't seem to control myself when I'm alone with you."

"Patrick, you have a girlfriend this can't work."

He shook his head "You really don't need to worry about Shantel" He replied scratching his head.

"But she--"

"I know what she is Brittney I know what she's not"

I tilted my head "What do you mean?"

"Shantel is great but she's not..she's just not that exciting." He paused finally looking me in the eye."Me and this girl have been together for a year and there hasn't been any second where I've told myself this is the woman I want to spend the rest of my life with."

I was shocked at his honesty "So why stay with her? why not just not leave?"

"Because I have never had the courage. Shantel's quite fragile and I was hoping that in time she would ge tired with me and break it off, that way I wouldn't have to hurt her but...."

He didn't have to continue.

"So what now?" that was the only thing I could find myself asking.

"Now you just have to trust me when i say that you don't have to worry about Shantel. I'll take care of her." He smiled as he held my hand. That to me was enough confirmation, I got up from the bed and stood in front of him.He stared at me in silence. I removed my top now only wearing my bra and underwear, a normal girl would feel shy and uncomfortable but not me, not at this moment, at that moment every thing I wanted stood in front me practically begging for me to take charge and consume him and I wasn't going to act like some hypocrite. I lay him down, he just watched me with eyes that were indescribable I kissed him as he unpinned my bra.

"You're perfect." He whispered while staring at my bare chest. I giggled.

"Are you ready?" I asked.

He quickly turned me so that he was on top of me (gawd he was strong).

He smiled as if reading my thoughts. "Are you?"

I nodded and the rest will remain in my thoughts. Let's just say I think I knew quite well why Shantel couldn't stay away....