Mr.James *UNDER MAJOR CONSTRUCTION*

Chapter 12-Detention...Again

Jazmin's Pov

I walked slowly back to Mr.James room. When I came to his class I sat in the back row. He didn't look up at me. I pulled out my Mac, pulled off the top, and started to draw. "Ms.Micheals," James called up to me. "Yes, sir?" I said looking up. He got up and walked over to me. He handed me something. "Its the homework, I forgot to give it to you in class." He said. "T-thank you." I stuttered. He stood there and looked at me. "Mr.James, I'm sorry about earlier,"I told him. "Stand up," he said huskily. I stood up. He started to come closer and closer forcing my back up. he backed me against the back wall. He smashed his lips into mine. He put his arm around waist pulling me deeper into him. He slid his hands down my thighs and mumbled something over my lips. "hmm?" He pried his lips from mine and looked deep into my eyes. "Jump," He said. I jumped and he caught me on his waist. Now he had me pinned against the wall with legs wrapped around his waist. It was going to fast but I didn't want to slow down. He trailed kisses across my chin down to my neck. He kissed the soft spot on my neck making me moan. I could feel his hands exploring my body. I had to stop this. I pried my lips from his. "Not here. Not like this."  I said. I pushed him away. I grabbed his hand and lead him to his desk. "Get your stuff together. " I told him. He nodded and got his stuff together. I went and shoved my mac back in my backpack and pulled it onto my back. He was leaning against the door. He opened the door and held it open for me and closed it behind himself. He lead me out to his car even though I knew right where it was. I threw my bookbag in and slid into the car. I'd been the car multiple times i'd never not be impressed. He got in and started up the car. The ride home was silent. My brother wasn't home. "Come in my house. I don't want you to be alone." He said. I grabbed my bookbag and followed him up to his house. He opened it for me and closed it behind himself quickly. "Sit." He said huskily pointing an aquamarine sofa. I sat down on the sofa. He didn't come and sit but instead leaned back against the door and stared at me. The center of my thighs felt moist, so I cross them over. He smirked at this. I grabbed my bookbag and pulled out my homework. He didn't move. I set it on the table and pulled the table closer. He still didn't do anything. I was about to lose it. "Are you going to sit there and watch me?" I growled. He held up his hands and came and sat too-close beside me. "Can I help you, sir?" I said innocently. "Call me sir again." He said with a smirk. He put his hand on my thigh, cupping his hand on the curve of my thigh. His hands slid down my legs till he was to my knee. He leaned over to my ear. "And while you're at it call me daddy, too," He said. I looked at him and before I could get out a word his lips were working against mine. I pushed him off and got up. I grabbed him by his tie and pulled him off the couch, smashing my lips against his. He slid his hands down the back of my thighs and picked me up, holding me on his waist. He kissed me as he carried me to the kitchen. He set me on the counter, laid my body back as lifted my shirt and trailed kisses over my skin making me moan. His hands went to my jean zipper and I froze. "What am I doing?" I thought to myself. was I seriously about to fuck a teacher? I had to stop this. I push his head away from my belly and sat up. I zipped up my pants and hopped off the counter. I ran to the front room and grabbed my bookbag. "Jazmin! Jazmin, what's wrong?" James called after me. I ran out and over to my house. "Jazmin, what's wrong?" ben called after me, echoing James. I ran upstairs and hopped under my covers and sat there until I fell asleep, thinking of him.