16 parts Ongoing "Eloise?" He murmurs, his voice soft as he trails his hand down to the place I need it most. "Has anyone ever touched you before?"
I stare into his blue eyes with my large brown ones. He had an intense look in his eyes as his hand trailed the frilly hem of my underwear. I blink softly before I shake my head no.
"Words, Eloise." He encourages gently, his fingertips just barely slipping under the soft, pink fabric.
"No, sir," I say, my breath quickening ever so slightly, my cheeks cherry red.
His gaze softens a little bit as he hooks both hands under the hem of my underwear, tugging them down slowly. He tosses them to the side once they are down.
"That's okay, love." He says, his voice is soft and deep, thick with desire.
I find myself panting as he gently takes hold of my thighs, spreading my legs. His touch was gentle and slow.
"I'll make you feel good, angel." He whispers before kneeling down...
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Eloise Carson is not the brightest star in the sky when it comes to math. Maybe her teacher, Mr. Kingston, is just what she needs to stay focused.
(ALL CHARACTERS ARE OF AGE)