He releases a sigh. “You don’t look eighteen. You certainly don’t act eighteen. Hell, you’re more mature than half the thirty-year-olds that I know.”
I give him a sad smile. “I was forced to grow up pretty quickly.”
“I’m gathering that.”
I take a step back and clear my throat. “Well, I should probably get going now. I’m going to stop by the office to see if they can transfer me into another class.”
He shakes his head. “This is the only AP option.”
“Seriously?”
“Yeah.” He stands up and places his hand on the back of his neck. “You need this course for college admissions, don’t you?”
I nod. “The guidance counselor said it would help on my scholarship applications.”
“It would.”
“Oh. Well…I don’t think we really have a choice. Do we?”
He sighs. “Look, Kat. I know this has the potential to be awkward, but it doesn’t have to be. You need this class and I’m a damn good teacher.”
“Wow, a modest one too,” I tease.
“I mean it. I chose teaching because I wanted to make a difference. A positive difference. If you missed out on an opportunity because you had to drop this class, I’d never forgive myself. I’m not saying it’s going to be easy, but I can be professional. We’re both adults. We just need to chalk this up to being a really messed-up coincidence and move forward. Do you think you can do that?”
I look into his eyes and see the sincerity in them. “I can try.”
He gives me a boyish grin. “Should we hug it out?”
“Do you normally cuddle your students?”
“No, but I’d make an exception. Just this once, of course.” He opens his arms to invite me in.
“Of course,” I laugh as I get sucked into his embrace. He pats me lightly on the back which quickly escalates into something not nearly as innocent. “Gavin, this doesn’t feel very professional.”
My skin tingles when he pulls back and traces his fingertips across my collarbone, grabs a hold of my shoulders, and prompts me to turn away from him. He runs his fingers down both of my arms and circles my wrists, placing my hands on the edge of his desk. My knees buckle when I feel his chest pressing into my back followed by his hot, wet mouth trailing kisses down my neck.
“Gavin, wha—”
He leans into my ear. “Do you want me?”
“Yes,” I pant.
His fingertips dig into my hips so hard I’m sure they’ll leave marks. “This has to be the last time. To get it out of our systems.”
My panties are soaked just thinking about what’s going to happen. “I’m good with that.”
Gavin bunches my dress over my hips and groans as he rolls my panties down to my knees. He plunges a finger in deep, seeing how ready I am for him. “You’re so damn wet.”
“I know,” I moan as he moves his finger in and out. “Please don’t make me wait.”
“Don’t worry; as much as I love the idea of teasing you, I have no patience for that right now,” he says.
I hear him unbuckling his belt with his free hand as he continues working me into a frenzy. Before I can form another cognizant thought, he’s inside of me and I can no longer focus on anything else. Nothing else exists but this moment. His hand on my lower back, pressing me into the desk. The thick head of his cock pressing tightly inside my core, hitting just the right spot, sending delicious shivers of arousal throughout my body.
I’m gripping the edge of the desk while he pounds into me over and over again. As a loud moan escapes my lips, Gavin’s hand claps over my mouth, silencing my cries of pleasure.
He stills. “Shh, Kat. You need to be quiet.”