Aria POV
"Omg! He is so cute!" My friend Mya and I were talking about our hot new math teacher, Mr. Hemmings. He had the most beautiful blues eyes, hot ass lip piercing, and his voice alone could make a girl come.
" Yes Mya! I'm so glad I am in his-" the shrieking sound of the late bell stopped my thoughts all together." Oh shit Mya, I gotta go or I'm gonna be late to his class...again. Bye." I ran through the hallways desperately trying to get to Mr.Hemmings class on time.
When I arrived I was two minutes late and class had already started.
"late again."
"Sorry sir, I was..."
" I don't care. Late means detention." Mr. Hemmings gave me a pink slip of paper then motioned for me to take my seat. My thoughts wandered to this afternoon and getting an extra hour with the sex god teaching up front at the moment, but my focus was on anything but the lesson.
The bell wrung for dismissal and everyone rushed out of class. After everyone left, Mr. Hemmings immediately turned his smoldering gaze towards me.
"So what's up with you, Aria? You show up late every day to my class and to add insult to injury, you don't pay attention most days. What's going on?"a look between curiosity and concern settled in his eyes. Those eyes - it's like they put me in a trance because the words that came out of my mouth next were not intended.
" Because you're so freaking hot! I mean, you have an Australian accent, an insanely deep voice, great height, pretty eyes, perfect hair, and a lip ring. I wanna have an orgasm just by looking at your face." My eyes went wide and I covered my mouth before I said anything else.
When I finally had the courage to look up at him, he had a smirk on his face. In a deep, seductive voice he said,
"really? Because there is a lesson I have been dying to teach you." He slowly stepped closer to me and planted a soft kiss to my lips. His tongue rubbed against my bottom lip asking for entrance. I teased him and kept my lips closed when I felt his hand grip my butt. I let out a surprised gasp and he took full advantage. Next thing I know our tongues were fighting for dominance. My hand ruffled through his hair like his did mine.
After what seemed like ages, we pulled apart to take a breath. He looked at me, gave me a panty dropping smile, then cleared his desk off with one swift move. He lifted me by my armpits and put me on top of his desk. I layed my head back as we continued or intense make out session. His Hand was rubbing up and down my leg and a breathy moan escaped. He rubbed his front onto mine so that I could feel his growing erection. He gave me a canivorous smile before he took my shirt off. He started trailing wet kisses down my neck, between my breasts, down my belly, all the way down to the waistline of my skirt.
Looking at my skirt he mumbled," I think we need to do something about this." I smiled at him knowing what he was thinking. He slowly slid skirt off of his body before he stood and started drinking me in. He leaned down and slid two fingers inside of me. I moaned by feeling of pleasure his touch was giving me. He whispered into my ear,
"your so wet already." All i could say was " mhm". He smiled then continued his steady rhythm with fingers in, out. As he continued his sweet torture, I could feel the buildup inside of me. Even though I tried to hold it, when he whispered,"cum for me Aria" I just explode into an orgasm screaming his name. As i start to come back from my climax, i get up and see him standing at the door. " so Aria, i will see you later today for detention."
I got a confused look on my face and said "detention, sir?"
"well, you've been a bad girl. You need to be punished." I almost hit my climax again just by his words. I gathered my books and as i walked by Mr. Hemmings, he gave my butt a quick tap making me jump. I was so looking forward to detention this afternoon.
