The smirk I’ve been trying to hide blossoms across my face. If only she knew how many more times that phrase is going to spill from her lips. Without saying a word, I lift my hand to her head, ignoring her flinch away from me. I tuck her hair back, revealing a headphone. I follow the thin black cord down her neck, where it disappears under the shirt collar. Interesting. In all my years of teaching, not counting the years I myself was a student and considered cheating, I have never encountered a setup quite like this. It’s brilliant. If I hadn’t been specifically focused on her, I would have missed it entirely.
Nice teachers aren’t supposed to let their gazes linger on their student’s chests, and so, in a normal circumstance, she would be safe. No one would stare too closely at her. But I am not a nice teacher. I have absolutely no problem undressing her with my eyes. Peering closely at her shirt, I can follow the faint raised line down the slope of her chest and disappearing down at her waistband.
“I didn’t realize music helped you concentrate during my tests.”
Pink engulfs her face and dips down into the vee of her shirt. “I tried it while studying, and it seemed to help. I kept it on low, so I wouldn’t disturb the other students.”
The lies dripping from her lips just spur me on. Not that she realizes it yet, but I will hold her accountable to each and every one. “Did you now? That was very considerate. Might I ask what you’re listening to?”
Melody’s eyes dart to the side for one moment as she contemplates her answer. “Beethoven. ‘Moonlight Sonata’ to be exact.”
“Oh. That’s one of my favorites. Are you listening to the original or remastered version?” Her adorable nose scrunches up as she frowns. “No matter, I’ll listen for myself.”
Her breath quickens as I lean in to pull the bud from her ear. Instantly I’m assaulted by her delicate scent intermingled with vanilla bean. She has no idea how mouthwatering she’s making herself. She even smells like a snack. I remain close to her, enough that her breast brushes against my sleeve as she breathes. The longer I’m there, the more haggard it becomes. Popping the headphone into my ear, I’m not surprised to hear silence. She probably turned it off before coming up front. That would make sense from the shuffling.
No matter. I am nothing if not resourceful. Easing my fingers down, I follow the cord as it starts from the band of her pants. Inside her pocket is her phone. Melody groans as my fingers slip inside to grip it. As I pull it out, she tries to back away from me, but I anticipated her fight or flight response. Snaking my other hand around her wrist, I hold her in place while I look at her phone. Her struggles bring the cord up higher, causing her shirt to ride up, exposing her soft, pale skin.
I lick my lips as I drink her in. Soon her pale skin will turn a bright crimson under my hand. I look down at the phone, ignoring her whimpers as she twists and turns in my grip. She still has the audio up, just on pause. I only need a few moments to confirm that she did indeed recite the answers to the test so she could listen back later.
Tsking, I undo the headphones and pocket the phone. “I’m very disappointed in you,” I murmur while my cock leaps for joy at having caught my prey. I watch her closely and note the pitiful turndown of her lips. “Wait for me after class in the main office. We will need to meet with the dean.” Pulling out my own phone, I pull up the main app and shoot off a message to both John and his assistant. I don’t need my little mouse making a run for it. Not when I’m this close.
We both stand outside the door for several minutes while I wait for Shelaine. Every time she opens her mouth to defend herself, I shut it down. It’s already too late for her. No amount of groveling will save her from this delicious fate.
“Ahh. Shelaine, dear. Please escort Melody to the dean’s office. Tell him I’ll be up there as soon as the test is completed. Keep a sharp eye on her; she’s a devious one.”
Nodding, Shelaine locks her grip on Melody’s arm and leads her away. Elated, I shoot off another message. It might be a bit premature, but I want the ceremony to take place tonight if she’s willing. If I get things started now, they’ll be ready in time. Better to prepare and not need it than need it and not be prepared. Let’s see Chase try to get her now.
Smiling as I enter the room, I note the other students whisper back and forth. “Family emergency. Melody will be out of class for the rest of this week.” No one owes them any explanation, but I find it’s easier to lead sheep when they think you give them all the facts. “You only have an hour left, and I suggest you spend that time wisely.”
I sit at my desk, my eyes looking over all the students but never really settling on any of them. My mind and heart are too occupied with Melody to pay them any mind. Something small and sinister worms its way into my heart. I rub at my chest, trying to keep it from taking hold. No matter how hard I try, she gets just a little further under my skin. Stupid fantasy. She might not even take our offer and join us. Then where would we be? With a sigh, I rub my hand across my forehead. I just need to fuck her out of my system. Once that’s over, I can go back to how things normally are. Alone, a voice teases through my mind. Free, I shoot back, straightening up in my chair. She’ll be just like all the others. And what I don’t need is someone chaining me down.