my arms as he leaned down over me. “What are you doing?” I realized that this was the second time I’d unconsciously waited for him as he stroked my arms through the thick jacket that I wore.
“Come home with me,” Liam whispered as I stared up at him in shock. “I need you, Elena. I fucking need you.”
All the looks we’d exchanged in the class played through my head as I felt my desire for him bubbling to the surface. I had never wanted anyone the way that I did him and right or wrong blurred before me as he begged me with his intense gaze. “Liam,” I groaned as I struggled with my moral core. “God, we shouldn’t do this.”
“You don’t think I know that? You don’t think that I fight this every damn second that I see you?” His voice was low and sent shivers down my spine as someone brushed by us, bringing us both back to reality. “I am going home, Elena. What are you going to do?”
I reached out my hand once I was loose from his grip, telling him that I wanted his phone. He handed it to me with a curious gaze, and I sent myself a text before sliding it back to him. “Send me your address, Liam.”
I turned to walk away as my heart pounded in my chest, terrified of what I was considering doing.
Liam was my teacher. Liam was taboo. Liam was wrong for me.
I fucking wanted him anyway.
Liam
I walked to my car, playing back what just happened. The time I spent with Elena was intoxicating, and I couldn’t help but to want more from her, following her from the shop as she left. She told me to tell her my address with a hungry look in her eyes, and I sat in my car and pulled out my phone to do so. My condominium was at the back of a complex and private, so I felt okay with her showing up. If she showed up.
Logic might take over her senses, and I knew that it should. I knew that this shouldn’t happen, not with me being a teacher and her a student. Not with Elena being my student. Not at all.
I made the drive home, acceleration rushing through my veins from all the coffee that I had as well as the hope to see Elena tonight. I wanted her alone, feeling my cock jerk in my pants at the thought of touching her. I wanted more every day that she sat in my class. I had the curve of her ass in skinny jeans memorized by the second week in class and fallen in love with her sweet smile as she met my eyes.
I lived just a few miles away and pulled into the complex, parking in the very back of my house as my phone chimed. I glanced at the screen, and my heart jumped into my throat as I read that Elena was coming over.
I rushed inside and picked up a little bit, wiping down a mess on the counter that I’d walked out on. I glanced in the fridge to see that I had wine, beer, soda and some juices and water to offer Elena. We just ate so I didn’t need to think about that, and there were a lot of places that delivered in Seattle.
Jesus, I was acting like this was a date. She might decide not to even show up for all I know, and it wasn’t a date. I had no fucking idea what it was but the fact that I wanted her was primarily on my mind.
It wasn’t just a physical attraction. I liked Elena’s personality and talking to her at the coffee shop was like a breath of fresh air.
I started a fire in the small fireplace, adding some ambiance to the room as I began to pace. I hadn’t been with a woman for about a month, the last one being a quickie at her place. My house was my space, and I kept that out of here most of the time. I liked my privacy, and the women were always willing to go to their place. If they had a roommate, it didn’t matter since I’d be out when we were done anyway.
I thought I heard a car outside and remained standing in my living room before there was a knock at the door. I breathed in and walked over to the door, opening it gently to see Elena smiling nervously at me. “Your complex is so beautiful.”
“Thanks. I like it,” I replied as I gestured for her to come inside while Elena looked around.
“Wow, it’s so cozy. I could fit my studio in your front room.”
“You live in a studio?” I asked as she smiled with a small nod.
“Yeah. Partial scholarship and I have to pay rent, so I keep it small. It’s just me, so it doesn’t matter too much,” Elena replied as she looked at me.
“Would you like something to drink? I have a lot of choices.”
“I already shouldn’t be here, and now you’re offering me a drink?” Elena’s voice was shaking, and I stepped forward to touch her shoulder.
“I am not going to play you with alcohol, Elena. I have it, but there’s no pressure here.” I meant that in more ways than one and she nodded as she froze underneath me.
“I think I need something. I don’t like beer that much, so do you have anything else?” She turned and met my gaze with an intense one of her own.
“I have wine. White and red,” I assured Elena as she nodded.
“White would be good.” I nodded and headed to the kitchen to pour her some and grab a beer for myself. I told her to make herself comfortable, and she was sitting on my couch with her jacket draped over the back, showing off the pretty blue sweater that fell from the left shoulder. Her pale skin was so beautiful, and I licked my lips as I walked over to sit beside her. “Here you go.”
“Thanks,” Elena tried to smile brightly, but I could still see her nerves at work in her eyes. She sipped the liquid as I popped open my beer, staring into the fire. “Have you ever done this before?”
“This?” I pressed as she blushed and laughed weakly.