Principal and Principles.(gxg) [Teacher X Student]

The devil's dance.

"I hate you"
"But not for kissing me, just for leaving me."

I look at her dumbfounded, is she saying what I think she's saying?

"You mean I can kiss you again?"

I wishpered not knowing what the answer will be.

And I was like a moth drawn to a flame when she leaned and placed her mouth beside my ear, hot breath trickling, making me shiver for all the different reasons.

"Well, we can do a lot more than kissing."

She breathed seductively on my ear
And then she was sucking my earlobe, Her tongue mapping my ear.

Her hand roaming on my hips and another hand on my neck, nails leaving goosebumps on its path.

My laboured breaths and a whimper were a clear give away that I was aroused,

"Like wh-at,Your Majesty?"

I breathed out in a breathy moan.

She left my earlobe with a pop and leaned back to look straight in my eyes, there were many wonders in her eyes but right now lust was the most prominent one, I knew that nick name has a wicked effect on her,

Her thumb reached my lips as she traced it lustily,

"For starters, you can use this pretty little mouth of yours on every part of my body."

Her voice laced with unadulterated lust and hoarse with need,
And maybe we both moaned because the sexual tension was unbearable, and an image of her sitting naked and moaning on her desk while I use my mouth on her certain body part came into my mind.

She ducked her head and peppered feather light kisses on my neck,

"Or you can use these long, slender fingers of yours."

I could have moaned but the thumb trailing on my lips disappeared into my mouth and maybe the image was too exquisite because she was transfixed at my mouth as I tongued the intruding digit, not even knowing that she moaned,

My self control barrier broke and I was ready to conquer some of my fantasies about her as I put my hands on the back of her thighs to pick her up and put her on table,
But she was quicker as she held my wrists and pinned them beside my head,

"Ah Ah, You can do all this and so much more after your detention."

Looked at me, winked at me, smirked at me and then went on her chair, her tight pencil skirt riding up her toned milky thighs as she sat back,

That Fuckin tease

Seriously?

And then they blame me for being a sexually frustrated princess?

In case you want to laugh you can imagine me still standing pressed on the door hands still beside my head like she left them, like a surrender, half shirt open it's linen wrinkled and bunched, chest flushed taking laboured breaths,

While she sits there poised like a Queen, eying me as she buttons up the red silk blouse I opened sometime during our secret rendezvous,

I want to tear that blouse apart and worship her like a goddess, have my sweet way with her, But she wants to play the control game and I intend on winning.

"Arrange the second bookcase from the bottom."

I kept my shirt as it was, 3 buttons popped, my black bra peeking, because I was as good a player in this game of control as her,