The Teacher

10- Scream

Michael

"Nažańin get off my desk this is highly inappropriate."

She narrows her eyes at me and sways her boobs. "Oh so Layla can fuck you but I can't?! I'm sexier than she is!"

I roll my eyes."I'm not "fucking around" with Ms Beckett. Now out of my room." I usher her to the door.

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Layla

I was getting suspicious about Naz being in a closed room with Michael.

I walked back to the door and place my head against the door to hear.

"So Layla can fuck you?! But I can't?" I hear Naz say.

The slut.

"Get out of my room Nažańin." I hear Michael say. I move away from the door and pretend to me on my phone.

"What are you still doing here?" Naz says exiting the room. I just roll my eyes as she walks past me.

I see Michael walk to the doorway.
"How much did you hear?" He asks.
"Enough not to question you." I smile.

He takes my hand and pulls me into the classroom once again closing the door behind me.

But this time instead of having my back to the door. It was my front.

He places his hands on either side of my head and breathes down my neck.
"You know Miss Beckett." He comes closer to me. "Even though Nazanin tried to seduce me." He brings his lips to my ear. "Just made me want you more."

Oh shiiiiiitttttttt.

I tilt my head back laying it on his shoulder.

"You're the worst teacher ever."
I threaten playfully.

He slaps my ass.
"Hey. Be nice Ms Beckett. Or I'm going to have to punish you." He whispers purring. He rubs the spot on my ass that he slapped.

"I don't want you to punish me in the classroom M-Michael."

He bites his lip. "Why not?" He asks.

"Because tomorrow I'm going to be reliving everything we did and I won't be able to focus." I reply.

He sighs. "Ms Beckett. The only thing you ever focus on in my class is my cock."

I chuckle a little bit because I know it's true.

I jump a little bit when Michael places his erect penis on the outside of my jeans up and down my ass. "*gasp*" I gasp as me moved it all over my ass.

"You like that?" He asks placing a large hand on my stomach.

I'm lost for words. This man can seduce ME for all I care.

I nod quickly as he increases the speed of his dick against my Ass. I grab my breast uncontrollably and start massaging it.

I bite my lip as he moves his hand up and down my stomach. "D-don't stop." I whine.

I hear him chuckle behind me. And then pull away.

"W-what a--" I start as I hear him go over to the window. He closes the shades on each one so no one could see in.

"There." He says walking back over to me.

He wraps his hands around my waist and slips his hand down my thong over my sex.

I breathe heavily.
"I like you a lot Ms Beckett." He chuckles as he starts massaging my clit.

Fuck oh fuck....

I bite my lip so hard as he works his magic all over my sex.

"I-I "
I start.
Dammit Layla say something.

"I like you too but--"

"You're married." I say. Why the hell would I say that?!

I just hear him chuckle under his breath. "You're really trying me girl." He plants sloppy kisses my neck and starts sucking.

"Ahh.. Michael. I'm
Gunna get a--"

He bites my neck shutting me
Up.

He works his hand up my shirt caressing my breast and unhooking my bra.

I wiggle out of my shirt and now are Topless!

Shit.
This needs to stop.

But should it?

Michael places his lips on my ears and whispers--"I'm going to make you scream my name."

To be continued....