Teacher's Girl (Aflyingwhale)

Chapter 14 : Secret Affair 

EMMA’s POV

"We're only here to talk,"Mr.Hayes stated firmly.

We ended up ditching the school dance and headed to his apartment.

We thought about talking in the school parking lot, but even that seemed dangerous.

So we got into his car and jetted away.

I sent some messages to my friend, I made up some lame excuse that I wasn’t feeling well and I wanted to be home alone.

Mr.Hayes told Ms.Diaz that he had an emergency to attend to, and we were good to go. Content is © by NôvelDrama.Org.

"Okay, so let's talk,"I took a seat on his dark leather couch as he chose to stand a few feet away from me.

I was still wearing my Little Mermaid costume, a seashell bikini top and a sexy sequin shirt.I was definitely underdressed and he was having trouble keeping a straight face.I looked up at him and he looked so gorgeous just standing there, I couldn't help but smile.

He was trying to maintain a serious face, but my smile made him smile too.

"Don't look at me like that, you're very distracting," he said as he ran his fingers through his hair.

"Okay, okay..." I complied at put my gaze away.

My eyes started glancing around the room, and I was still pinching myself over the fact that I was sitting in Mr.

Hayes’ freaking living room.The first thing I noticed was the amount of artwork placed all over the room.

He didn’t have pictures of himself or his family, none of that.

There was just an obscene! amount of paintings and sculptures and sketches.He also had a lot of books, he had a record player and a stack of vinyl records.

His eyes followed me as I got up and started going around the room.

I picked up a few books from his shelves and read the titles.

"1984...Wuthering Heights...John Steinbeck..."I paused for a second and continued, "A sad soul can kill you quicker than a germ,"

"You like Steinbeck?"his eyes shot wide open.

"Yeah, Emily Bronte too.Wuthering Heights is one of my all-time favorites,"

He cocked his head to the side in amusement as I kept going, "Also Charles Dickens and Jane Austen,"

"You know your books,"

"Only the good ones,"I said as I moved to his music collection.

"Never thought you'd be the emo type.The Smiths...The Cure...Death Cab for Cutie?"

My fingers raided his records collection, "This is interesting,"

"What is?" he asked.

"You know you can tell a lot about a person by their taste in music and books. I think I just got a glimpse into your soul,"

He let out a soft chuckle and his body language relaxed.

He took off his jacket and threw it on the coat rack.

I found myself trapped watching his every move, noting the tattoos that peeked out from behind his neck, and how his shirt moved as he took off the jacket

"I told you not to look at me like that," he said suddenly and I whipped my head away, hiding my crimson embarrassed face.

"I'm guessing you also like contemporary art?" I muttered quickly to change the topic.

"Oh, yeah,"

"Are these yours?" I was referring to the rows of paintings on the wall.

"Yeah..."

"They're really good,"

"Thanks,"

"This one reminds me of Barbara Kruger’s works," I pointed to the one on the left, and his eyes widened instantly.

"That's because it was a collaborative work, with Barbara Kruger,"

"No way!" I gaped and he just shrugged.

"Wow, that's like...so cool!" I said again.

"I'm surprised you know a lot about these things," he said as he moved to sit on the couch.

"I guess we have a lot more in common than we thought," I replied, biting my lip as I looked into his eyes.

Tick...Tock...Tick...Tock...

Mr.Hayes didn’t say a thing and I could hear the sound of the clock’s ticking.

There was such a heavy feeling in the room, a big fat one and its name was sexual tension.

"Emma," he said finally, capturing my full attention,

"l think we both know what's gonna happen if you keep talking like this and giving me that look," I gulped.

"You don’t know how much I’m restraining myself from bending you over on that couch," I gulped, harder.

"But we both know that’s not gonna happen," My heart sunk instantly.

"We do?"

"I'm still your teacher, Emma. Even though you’re of age, it’s still against the rules,"

Rules were made to keep people out of trouble, or from hurting each other.

We weren't in any trouble and we weren't hurting anyone and yet we couldn't be together.

It was the most unfair and unnecessary rule I had ever heard.

I looked to my feet and sighed, "It’s a stupid rule and we both know it,"

"Either way, I can’t risk losing my job, or worse, cause you any harm.So..."

"You're not causing me any harm," I cut him off quickly.

I found myself moving towards him slowly, and he looked up at me.

"I like you and you like me...or at least, I think you do," I said and took a step closer to him.

"I do," he replied, unmoving.

"I wanna get to know you some more,"

"Me too,"

"And we're not hurting anyone.So why can’t we just let it be?"

"What are you saying, Emma?"

I was standing right in front of him now.

He wasn’t going anywhere, so I braved myself and reached for the armrests.

My body was leaning down towards him, my face was only inches away from his.

"I'm saying we should just let things happen..."

"Emma—"

"And no one has to know,"

He swallowed hard at my words.

His gaze turned dark as his eyes landed on my lips.

I didn’t say anything but f let my breaths fan his cheeks, and I could feel his breaths on mine.

"I want to say no..."he paused before continuing, "But I can't,"

"Just say yes then,"His lips twitched into a smirk and that smirk was the death of me.

I let go of all my inhibitions and I dove right in.

His lips met mine gently and he was still smiling through the kiss.

"You're gonna be the death of me, you know that?"he murmured.

His hands reached for my neck and waist and he pulled me down, closer to him.

I adjusted myself, straddling him, without breaking the kiss.

"Are you sure about this?"he said when his lips moved to kiss my cheek, then my jaw, and now it landed on that sweet spot on my neck.

I replied with an unintelligible moan.

"And we won't tell anyone?"he said in between kisses.

I pulled away slightly and I put my hands on both sides of his face, capturing his full attention.

And with full certainty and confidence, I whispered to his ears, "You and I are the only Ones that need to know.It'll be our little secret,"

Our eyes met and his gaze turned to fire, burning with passion.

He pulled my chin down in one swift move and brought his lips to mine.

I gasped at the sudden movement and he used the opportunity to slip his tongue inside my mouth.

With my eyes closed, I gripped his shirt collar and pulled him closer.

He let out a low growl and his hand gripped my thigh even tighter.

My skin was on fire and I wanted to feel more of him.

So, my hands reached down his shirt and I started undoing his buttons one by one.

His shirt came off in one swift move.

I had full access to his rock-hard upper body and { couldn't be happier.

My fingers ran from his shoulder blades down to his chest and to his abs.

He shuddered at my touch as I rolled my fingers to trace his many tattoos.

He responded by pulling the strap of my seashell bikini and the little thing fell off in one swoop of his fingers.

The cold air hit my bare breasts and I found myself shivering.

Mr.Hayes pulled away from the kiss and his gaze went to admire my body.

I suddenly felt so self-conscious, so I looked down and pulled away instinctively.

Mr.Hayes put a hand on my chin and tilted my face up so I was looking at him.

"Emma, you're so beautiful,"he said in an almost whisper.

I had normal breasts, small even.They were nothing compared to Ms.Diaz's awesome rack.

"Yeah, right,"I rolled my eyes at him,

"You're just saying that,"

His warm gaze turned dark all of a sudden.

He grabbed my hand briskly and placed them over the bulge of his pants forcefully.

I gulped when I noticed how hard he was underneath the fabric.

"You're so fucking beautiful, this is what you do to me," he stated firmly, causing my stomach to twist into knots.

His hands traveled from my waist, up my stomach, and they rested gently under my breasts.

Slowly, he cupped them with both hands and started massaging them.

His thumb ran circles around my nipple and I found myself squirming under his touch.

He leaned his head closer and now his mouth replaced one of his hands, kissing and sucking on my breast.

I could help the moans that came out of my mouth as his tongue swirled and licked my hardened nipple.

His free hand traveled down my skirt, grazing the exposed area of my thigh thanks to the high slits.

His fingers slid under the skirt effortlessly and reached the band of my panties.

He played around with the band, teasing me as his finger ran across the length of the panties.

And just when I least expected it, one finger slid inside and reached for my wet core.

"Fuck," he groaned through the kiss,

"You're so f uc k ing wet already,"

"I want you..." I said breathlessly,

"So bad,"

He pulled away to look at my pleading face.

A wild smile appeared on his face and the next thing I knew, he brought me up with his strong arms, and laid me down on the couch in one swift move.

His body hovered over mine as his lips went to attack my neck.

I gripped his shoulders with both hands, pulling him down because I wanted more of him.

His hands grabbed the sides of my panties and pulled it down to my knee.

I shuffled them away without a thought and reached for his belt buckle.

His erect length sprung out as soon as the zipper and boxers went down.

I was able to get a clearer look at him and my eyes widened instantly.

"Don't look so surprised, it’s not like it’s the first time you've seen it," he chuckled lowly.

I didn't have any smart replies.I couldn't even move.

He was grabbing a condom from a nearby drawer and I just stared at him.

I was still in awe, marveling at the beauty.It was long and it had girth.

My eyes traced the veins going around his length up to the glistening mushroomed tip as his hand rolled the condom down effortlessly.

"Here’s your chance to change your mind,"he said suddenly,

"If you’re not sure about this, we don't have to” I didn’t give him a chance to finish his sentence.

Using all the power I had within me, I pulled his face to mine and kissed his lips hungrily.

He kissed me back with more dominance and fervor.

His hand pulled one of my legs up and linked it around his waist.

He positioned himself over my slit and let his erect manhood grazed my wet core playfully.

I arched my hips up in desperation, wanting so much more of him.

“Mr.Hayes...please," I groaned in despair.

"You can call me lan," My eyes shot up at his words.

He pulled away from the kiss and his eyes bored into mine, showing me those intense dark brown eyes.

"Ian..." I breathed,

"Please..."

The widest smile appeared on his gorgeous face as soon as his name rolled down my tongue.

"Yes, baby girl," he said through gritted teeth, "I got you," And with that, he slowly pushed his hard length into me.

It felt like time had stopped and all the air escaped my lungs.

He stopped when he was all the way in, allowing my core to adjust to his size.

Slowly, I was able to breathe again.

"S h i t," he grunted.

"What?" I asked breathlessly.

"You're so fucking tight, I can cum right now if I'm not careful,"

I had to bit my lip to stop myself from smiling.

Slowly, he started to pull out and push back inside.

When he finally found his rhythm, his thrusts grew wilder and harder.

My hips went to match his rhythm, moving up to meet him as he went down.

"Fuck, Emma," he groaned, "I’m trying to be gentle, but it's so fucking hard with you like this,"

"Then don't," the words escaped my lips.

His eyes met mine and he stopped moving for a second.

And suddenly, his one hand gripped my neck and the other gripped my waist, holding me in place.

Without warning, he thrust into me so hard, I felt like I was being torn apart.

He pounded into me with such force and strength, my eyes rolled to the back of my head.

It was the exact sweet pain and bitter pleasure I had been aching for.

My hoch moved in sync with his erratic moves and the next thing I knew, I was seeing stars.

I had to close my eyes because the feeling was just too much.

I clenched hard and came unraveling around him, all the while he didn't stop crashing himself into me over and over again.

It was crazy, but I felt like the buildup was starting again inside of me.

I linked my other leg around his waist and bucked my hips up, giving him even more access.

He pulled my waist up slightly that my butts weren't even touching the couch.

I was practically suspended in the air as he continued pounding into me mercilessly.

With each thrust, he was hitting on my g-spot and I was brought hard over the edge.

"lan!"

I couldn't help screaming his name out loud as I reached my climax for the second time.

My core clenched tightly around him as I came even harder and longer than the first time.

He pushed into me one last time and his length pulsated inside me.

"Fuck," he grunted, reaching his climax.

It was as intense for him as it was with me.

He had to close his eyes for a while and grit his teeth, riding out the waves of pleasure that overcame him.

When he finally opened his eyes, his gaze was tender and warm.

He let out the deepest sigh as his hand went to caress my face.

Running his thumb around my cheek, he gave me the sweetest, most genuine smile I had ever seen on his face as he said: "Baby girl, you killed me, literally,"