how my teacher became my Dom (Dom/sub)

first day continued

Brooke's pov
as mr. Andrews talks im frozen. he has this look to him. he's confident, and sexy. i have never thought about a teacher this way before.
snap out of it brooke this is your teacher. you are a student he is a teacher.
"excuse me.... HELLO??" mr. Andrews snaps a finger at me and I zone back in.

"I'm sorry what?" I stair at him and bite my lip
"detention. After school. 2 hours. now get into class and sit down right in front I do not want you making any trouble." he glares at me
I'm not gonna lie, him yelling at me is sexy. I walk into class and get a bunch of stairs from classmates but I ignore it and sit down. class goes pretty fast considering I was stairing at the most attractive man I've ever seen. cheesy I know but man this guy.
after the bell rings I stand up as I'm basically stomped on as my classmates sprint by me. my backpack is knocked to the grown and my papers are knocked everywhere. I quickly pick up them and all and try to get out of the classroom before im alone with mr. Andrews again.
luckily he is distracted talking to some slut on the cheer team. "ugh" I sigh. some girls are way to slutty. I walk into the hallway and move on to my next class.
Curtis Andrews pov
God get this fucking cheer slut out of my face. this girls tits are basically falling out of her shirt and not in a good way. "mhm okay yeah whatever" I mumble not really listening because I spot a magazine laying on the floor by Brooke's desk.

Once I get that slut out of my room I walk over to the floor and pick up the magazine. I blink quickly to make sure I'm seeing this correctly. Is that brooke on the cover of cosmopolitan??? I mean I know I'm a guy but everyone knows that is like an extremely popular magazine.

I must say she looks Hot. I knew I saw people stairing at her but I just assumed that it was because she was late or something. But God damn. a famous model? I walk over to my laptop and get on Google. I type in her name and my mouth falls wide open. there's pictures of her modeling everywhere. there are articles and interviews. after a few minutes of research I found out that her mom is a clothing designer she started modeling a few years ago. she's one of the most popular models of the decade and much more. after scrolling threw Google images I stop at a certain picture.(picture at beginning of chapter) and I couldn't get my self to look away. her eyes and her lips. she was perfect and I wanted her to be mine.

I know it's wrong and I know that she wouldn't want to be what I wanted us to be. I am i dominant man. which means I want a submissive woman. she's different I don't think she would be able to follow what I say. she has spunk it's weird im usually not attracted to sassy girls.

the day passed by so fast because I had her face engraved in my mind. the way she bit that lip. I had to taste her.

brooke Pov
the bell rang and I got up from my science class. hmm the days over time for detention. I know I should be upset that I have to go but I have this feeling in my stomach. I'm nervous but excited to see him again.
As I got to his class room I took a deep breath and walked into his room. It was empty except there was something laying on my desk. I walk over and frown/smirk. part of me was bothered by the fact that he had seen it and part of me was happy because I looked good in it.
I opened the magazine and started to look for it. all of the sudden I felt the warm breath on my neck
"you left it here when you left class in a hurry."
I spun around and se mr. Andrews standing close behind me. I stumble back in surprise of how close he was.
how long has he been there?

he responded quickly as if he was readying my mind. "sorry I was late. I was in a meeting. now let's discuss why you were late?"

"i..um.. woke up late." I stutter as he stairs down at me

he raises his eyebrow as if he was wondering if I was telling the truth.

I quickly apologize "sorry about that I didn't mean to get off on the wrong foot"

he smirks "it's okay just don't let it happen again." he looks at the magazine then back up at me. "I didn't know you modeled"

"yeah it's not a big deal. I do it for my mom, it can be fun sometimes"

"for what it seems like it's a pretty big deal if your on the cover" he reaches over and takes the magazine out of my hand slowly. his hand touches mine and it's as if there was a shock of lighting between us. I gasp and look up to see if he had felt it too.

he staired at my hand where at he touched me and then slowly looked up at me biteing his lip. the way he was looking at me was different than usual. it was a dark hot look, the "I want you now" look.

As much as I wanted to walk up to him and crash my lips against his I knew we shouldn't so I started to step back slowly and he approached slowly as if contemplating what to do next. I ended up against the wall and him about a foot away looking down at me.

"mr. Andrews...I..I.." I couldn't get my words out

"we shouldn't?" mr. Andrews says, except he says it as more of a question and not a statement

I knew what he meant but I decided it was best to play dumb. "we shouldn't what?"

he breaths heavily then takes a few steps towards me until he's only a few short inches away from my face. "this."

The next thing I know his lips are on mine, and his hands holding my face.
I had kissed plenty of guys before but never like this. It was intense and hot. I tried to respond to him by wrapping my hands around his neck but he grabbed my hands harshly and pushed them above my head as he grinded his groin against me. I moan softly and and took advantage taking his tongue into my mouth exploring. he takes his hands offmy wrists above my head and takes his hand on my ass squeezing lightly. After a few minutes of intense making out. he takes a step back breathing heavily.

"I'm.. um sorry. I shouldn't of done that" he says as he runs his fingers through his hair.

"it's okay" I whisper. "I wanted it just as much as you did"