Breathe

As innocent as a... Virgin

"Good Afternoon class, I trust that you did some research on women, if you didn't that's okay, we'll just have to see how best common sense kicks in with you", Arden voiced to the class.

Aimee was running a bit late today, she was still a bit confused with Professor Van Houston about their conversation after class yesterday and aroused, she remembered everything a little too well.

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"I mean exactly what I say, miss Williams", Arden looked at her and smiled, she really did have lovely skin, it looked so soft, all he wanted to do right now was trace his fingers along her arm, but he refrained from doing so.

"But that makes no sense", Aimee felt miss guided, by his words, he wasn't making any sense or maybe she doesn't understand common sense.

"Why does everything have to make sense?, Why does every possible thing have a logical reason or explanation?, Why can't people just believe and leave things as it is without questions asked?, Why?", Ardens questions came without giving her a chance to answer one of them, to comprehend, where he was coming from, but she just didn't know how to begin.

"Tell me Miss Williams, what is your major?, Arden just needed her to confirm his suspicions, because people like her always seem to have questions, she seemed to always have questions.

"My major is science, but I'm focusing more on medicine, since I plan to be a Doctor", Aimee answered without hesitation, this deemed interest from Arden.

"Yes, my prediction was correct, It is no surprise now, since scientists purpose is to ask questions, why everything is the way it is, how did it origin, but Miss Williams some questions aren't worth asking, its meant to be more like an experience", Arden was now directly in front of her, merely inches away from her face. Arden was looking Aimee straight in the eye. He raised his hand and moved a strand of hair away from her face and placed it behind her ear, his movements were slow and defined. he gently rubbed his thumb across her cheek, while Aimee's heart was beating frantically, his touch lit a fire inside of her. She liked his touch, his simple touch. The touch that she had never experienced.

Arden wasn't doing much, he was just tracing his hand along he cheek, he then moved his hand along her right arm, he was adamant in making sure that all his fingers, traced her skin, it was a nice feeling. He leaned in slowing, he placed his lips at the entrance of her ear canal.Aimee was very nervous, she made no movements, but her heart was running a marathon.

"Why are you holding your breath Aimee", Arden spoke quietly, he chuckled after. Aimee realized that she was indeed holding her breath, but then quickly regained herself...Inhale... Exhale, she chanted this in her head.

Arden explained his actions, "Taking a woman's breath away, just by your presence is enough to make you want to breathe"..." like I took your breath away".

"Did that answer your question", Arden didn't give her a chance to respond. He regained himself and quickly dismissed his student, yet Aimee couldn't regain herself or comprehend what just happened, this man seemed too confusing, even for her, but she left nevertheless.

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" Today we will be focusing on woman or females from their teens, when they are the most naive, melodramatic, in love with the idea of love and most importantly innocent", Arden was particularly happy with this part of the topic, he would surely enjoy this.

" Well...", he was interrupted by the loud clatter of the door opening and met with none other than Aimee Williams, she quickly said her apologized to the class for he lateness and scurried along to her seat, but being Aimee she was quite a clumsy girl, so she tripped on the stairs and fell and naturally being humans everyone laughed.