Mr.James *UNDER MAJOR CONSTRUCTION*

Chapter 19- On My Mind Pt.2

He stood and looked over at the window. When his eyes met mine, they burned iridescent blue with an untamed passion. He got up and went to the window. I  pushed off the covers and sat up. "I think you need to switch classes. I don't think I should teach you anymore." He said lowly. I slipped off the bed. I noticed then that I was in my pajama's. "Ben changed you. I couldn't possibly," He said. "Why do you want me to change classes?" I asked. "I can't barely be in the same room with you with showing what I am or going fucking crazy. I want you." He said. He turned to me again his eyes still glowing, brighter now though. "I want you so bad." He said. He sighed painfully. "I'm not supposed to, but I do, but you don't feel the same, and I need to respect that but the only way to do that is if we're just not around each other." he said. He looked at me. "Say something, please say something." He said desperately. "Y-you want me?" I said, unbelieving. "Jazmin, what does that have to do with anything?" He asked. I crossed the room in less than two seconds. "Everything. It has to do with everything." I whispered. I grabbed the collar of his shirt and pulled his lips to mine. He was frozen but only for a second. then he started to kiss back, first tenderly then stronger. His hands found my waist and gripped it tightly, pulling me into him. I loved the feeling of his body against mine, even through clothes. I loved the way my breasts were crushed against his firm chest. He gripped the back of my neck fiercely kissing me now. He took his hands away from my body making my body ache for his touch again. He pulled off his shirt, yanking off by the back of the collar and throwing it to the ground. He grabbed my waist and spun me, pushing me against the wall. "Have to be dominating, don't you?" I said. "Damn right," He growled sexily. He smashed his lips against mine again. His hands drifted to back and then to my ass then to the back of my thighs. He mumbled a jump against my lips and I obeyed his command. He pressed me against the wall, his manhood making itself known against my thigh. My head screamed at me to stop but I tuned it out with ease. My stupid brain wouldn't stop me again. His body was like heaven against my body. He corrected me on his waist and walked over to the to the couch and set me down on it. He grabbed my breast, the soft mound liquid in his hands, and my nakedness under my pajama's registered in my mind. He undid the buttons of my pajama top and sure enough, my torso was bare. "God, your beautiful," He whispered as his lips met the soft skin of my areola. He flicked his tongue over my nipple making me gasp at his sudden action. he took my nipple into his mouth and suckled it. I let out a sharp startled cry and arched my back giving him greater access. He drew the nipple into his mouth, tormenting it deliciously with his tongue until I was a moaning mess, clutching at my hair vigorously. "You don't know how long I've waited to do this" I whispered against the creamy skin of stomach. He splayed his hands over my back and pulled me off the couch. He picked me and took me to the bed. He threw me onto the bed, looking over me a minute. He climbed onto the bed, hoisting himself over me. He dipped his head down letting his lips meet mine again. His lips met mine with a tenderness that quickly turned rough with wild hunger on both our parts. He grabbed the soft fullness of my breast in both hands. He went to the button of my pajama bottoms and he froze. "This is wrong." He said. "No this is perfect." I said. I got out of the bed and went and grabbed his shirt. I got up and went to him. "Jazmin." He said. "What?" I said looking into his eyes. "Jazmin, wake up. Jazmin, wake up, come on wake up." He said putting his hands on my shoulders. "Wake up," He said shaking me by the shoulders. "What? I am awake." I told him. "Wake up." He said again. My eyes popped open. I was in the front room, me on the couch James at the foot of it, my feet on his lap. "You're finally awake." He said like he had in my dream. I pulled my feet off his lap and sat up. "You fidgeting in your sleep, I thought you were having a nightmare." He said. I looked at him. "Jazz, your eyes are glowing, what's wrong?" He said. I made my way over to him and pulled his face close to mine. "Jazz." He whispered. "Shh. Let me enjoy this." I said, believing I was still dreaming somehow. I straddled myself onto his lap and smashed my lips into his. I felt his hands on my waist, my fingers worming to catch the hem of my shirt to pull it off and I knew this was real.