Y/N'S POV
Only three days until Lizzie's birthday, and i must admit, i'm incredibly nervous.
I've been rehearsing my speech for days, and i'm feeling quite anxious.
What if she reacts negatively?
As i stroll alon corridor of the college, my heart races at the thought of seeing her.
She's standing by teacher's office door, drinking her coffee, our eyes meet and mischievous smiles tuggs at the corners of our lips.
I decide to approach her, try to keep an air of indifference, after all i'm just a student right?
"Good morning, professor Olsen" i greet her, a smirk cross my face
She leans againist the doorframe, eyes sparkling playfully
"Morning miss y/l/n, what does my favorite student need?" she whispers huskily and god her voice sends shivers down my spine
"Oh nothing, i just hate not having class with you today" i say and we both exchange a covert glance, the thrill of forbidden love pulsing through our veins.
She's just about to reply when a loud, obnoxious Coach Walker barges past us, rudely interrupting our moment.
He studies us carefully, his eyes fixed on us, while his eyebrows furrow in a suspicious expression.
Sensing the tension, Lizzie shoots me a glance, silently urging me to say something to alleviate the atmosphere.
"Coach...hi" i clear my throat, not really sure what to say.
Lizzie gives me a look, practically begging me to apologize to him.
I shake my head, but she shoots me a glare with those huge green eyes of hers so i can't help but snort and turn back to him.
"Uh, coach... well... uhm, i wanted to say sorry for what happened.
I wasn't myself that day, and i definitely blew things out of proport-"
"You won't be back on the team, y/n. I've already made up my mind, and thank God i didn't get you expelled. Or rather... thank Professor Olsen" he says, his tone firm and unyielding.
"But i-"
"Shouldn't you be in class instead of bugging Miss Olsen? You've already caused her enough trouble" he challenges me, raising an eyebrow.
I clench my fists, trying to keep calm, and Lizzie notices it.
I couldn't help but glare at him, silently wishing he would explode like an inflated balloon.
"Oh, Miss y/l/n was just asking me for directions regarding her project" Lizzie interjects.
"You shouldn't talk to her" the coach whispers to her.
"Walker, we've already talked about it. You don't have to interfere with my teaching method, and i can take care of myself, thanks" she answers confidently, and i look at her, satisfied with her response.
"You know, maybe we should talk, we haven't had a chance yet..." he suggests, attempting to place his hand on her shoulder.
However, Lizzie quickly moves away with a jerk, using the excuse of get away her coffee cup.
She approaches me instead.
"Yeah...of course, but not now. I would like to finish the conversation with Miss Y/L/N that you interrupted" she says, flashing a fake and friendly smile.
The coach glances at both of us before silently departing.
We giggle like teenagers, seeing Walker walk away looking defeated.
"I should head to class now" i say, glancing at the time displayed on my phone.
"I wish you could stay with me" Lizzie says with soft eyes, trying to reach out her hand to caress me, but then remembering that we're in a public place.
"I hate not being able to even caress you" she sighs in frustration
"Well, we'll cuddle at home, okay? We just have to be patient for a few more months" i reassure her, and she nods, swinging her arm as much as she can to let our fingers touch.
"I'm going to miss you today" i add, and she looks at me with a childlike expression.
"Me too. It's boring to teach when you're not there" she tells me, a slight pout forming on her face.
"Stop it, or i might end up kissing you right here in front of everyone" i state, grabbing my backpack and offering her a smile.
"I love you" i say.
"I love you too" she whispers back, then retreats into the teachers' room while I make my way to my classroom.
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Time never seems to pass.
I find myself tapping my pencil on the desk, trying to keep in sync with the rhythm of my thoughts.
The speech i'm rehearsing for Lizzie plays on a loop in my mind, as I barely listen the lesson happening in front of me.
As i mentally repeat the same words for the third time, my concentration is interrupted by vibration of my phone.
I grab it finding a text from Lizzie
Lizzie🧸🤍:
Where are you?
Me:
Uhm in class?
Lizzie🧸🤍:
Good, then come here
Me:
What?
Lizzie🧸🤍:
I want you now
Me:
Liz i'm in class...i can't
Lizzie🧸🤍:
I don't care, come here now😤
What's wrong with her?
Me:
Oh rude, you can use the magic
word sometimes, you know
Lizzie🧸🤍:
Shut up.
Just move your ass to me miss y/l/n
God she's on fire
Me:
Liz come on...be a good girl
a few minutes pass, okay maybe she'll give up.
or at least i thought...until she sends me a picture
Lizzie🧸🤍:
Oh my fucking god
Lizzie🧸🤍:
You know honey, if you don't
come here and fuck me right now
i'll be forced to do it alone
Holy shit
Lizzie🧸🤍:
Come on, mommy needs you
I'm here...so hot and so lonely...
wait what the hell did she just call herself?
Oh fuck this lesson
Me:
Okay i get it🏃🏻♀️
I quickly stuff everything into my backpack and stand up.
Cassie gives me a puzzled look, but i flash her a smirk and she instantly gets it.
"I can't believe it" she exclaims, placing her hand on her forehead.
I let out a giggle and dash off towards Lizzie's classroom.
Reaching the door, i give it a knock.
"Who is it?" a voice inside asks
"It's me" i reply
In a split second, i feel a tug on my arm, pulling me into the classroom.
Lizzie forcefully pushes me against the door.
As i catch a whiff of her intoxicating scent, i glance up and notice her shirt partially unbuttoned, revealing a glimpse of her black lace bra.
"So you want the magic word huh?" she roarses brushing my lips with hers
"I mean-" with impressive speed and certainly without mercy, she unzips my jeans and sticks her hand in my underwear, ferociously grabbing my weak point.
"Oh fuck" i gasp and a curve forms at the side of her mouth, giving way to a dimple that drives me crazy
"What do you think of this magic word, honey?" she asks in a deep, hoarse voice
"It-it's really good Liz..." i stutter, she bites my lips and then walk away, approaching her desk.
I look at her confused
"You want to stay there?" she asks as she unbuttons the last buttons of her shirt, without breaking eye contact with me.
"What do you mean?" i ask
She sits on the edge of the desk, spreading her legs wide open and staring at me
"I want you to fuck me" she orders without much censorship
"There?" i ask surprised
"Right here honey, i want you to fuck me on my desk" she declares leaving me with no saliva in my mouth.
"Come on, put your tongue inside me" she urges me, i approach hesitantly
"Don't worry, i lock the door and windows, you can bang me up here, no one will see us" she warns me
I grab her hips and drag her close to me, moving the edges of her shirt and savoring her chest.
"Oh fuck yes, this is extactly what i want baby" she pants, creating an uncontrolled wave of fire in me
I unhook her bra, dropping it on the desk and waste no time biting her nipples.
I lick every inch of her skin, then pull my mouth away to take a breath.
I undo her pants and violently pull them down
"Oh yes baby, i like it when you're rough" she moans as i slowly slip off her panties, making her suffer
I grab an edge of the fabric and rub it over her sweet spot, scratching at her folds.
"Oh holy shit, please just fuck me" she begs, throwing her body backwards onto the desk.
She leans on her elbows, raises her head slightly to admire me, with her mouth wide open and out of breath.
I kneel in front of her, lowering her panties completely, grabbing her thighs to spread them as much as possible.
I bring my face closer, first kissing the inner thighs that tremble at my contact and then diving onto that tasty and sweet fruit, already wet for me.
She trembles and trembles as i lick her, as my tongue goes in and out in hard, firm strokes, without mercy.
"Is this what you want, professor?" i ask catching my breath
"Oh ye- fuck! Yeah you're such a good student, honey" she gasps
As i continue to work her over with my mouth, my hands are gripping her ass tightly, pulling her closer to me
I can feel the heat from her pussy againist my face as i keep to lap at her.
"You're gonna make me cum, aren't you? Oh god- Oh god yeah keep going" her body is shaking and she's moaning and fuck it feels so good.
I decide to stop, pulling away from her, she looks up at me so willing to fuck her.
I straddle up on her, and again with no mercy, i stick two fingers inside her wet clint.
"Oh holy shit" she groans
I feel the tightness of her pussy around my fingers.
I shove my fingers inside her, sliding them out and put them back in.
I do this over and over, feeling her juices flow onto them.
She closes her eyes moaning louder
I shut up her kissing her lips, after all we're still in class and someone can hear us.
She groan on my lips, my hand still moving inside her, i pull my fingers out and fun them over her clint.
She shivers and i take my other hand and start rubbing her nipples.
She moans as i slowly back in her pussy, that dripping her juices running down her legs.
I feel her hands gripping my arms, holding me close.
I keep going feeling her body getting tense
"Honey i'm-i'm coming" and right after that, her whole body shaking as she cums.
Everything's silent, the only sound left are our heavy breathing.
"You're okay?" i ask her, as i help her to get up from her desk, she takes my face and kiss me
"Yeah, thank you so much honey" she smiles at me as she gets to dressed again.
"Can you still stay here with me?" she asks, her eyes filled with sweetness.
In response, i return the smile and nod.
"There's no lesson more important than being with you" i whisper, showering her with kisses, one after another, after another.
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LIZZIE'S POV
I gently stroke her long hair as she hugs my leg and rests her face on my knee.
We both savor the moment, relishing in the silence and the peace of our breaths.
It's amazing how, on the eve of my 34th birthday, my life has taken a complete turn.
I never expected things to unfold this way, but honestly, i couldn't have asked for anything better.
All I desire is her, just her.
"What are you thinking about?" she asks, looking up at me.
I lean back in my chair to get a better view of her.
"Why?" i inquire curiously, a little smile playing on my lips.
"You've been so quiet, and when you're like this, it's because you're thinking about something" she explains, her voice soft and soothing.
God, she's so incredibly beautiful.
"Oh, it's nothing" i reply
"I'm just overwhelmed with happiness about us. You're the best birthday present i could ever receive. I believe this will be the most extraordinary birthday of my life because i have you" I whisper these words while gently caressing her cheeks.
However, she blushes and turns away the gaze, looking down at the ground.
"Yeah...uhm about that-uhm..." she stammers hesitantly
"What? What do you want to tell me?" i ask her, feeling my heart race as if it already sensed something bad.
"Well... god, i've told myself this a thousand times and now i can't even speak" she says frustratedly, raising her head and standing up in front of me.
"Hey honey, what's going on? You're making me worry" i say, noticing her nervous fidgeting with her fingers.
"Well, i-i don't think i can be at your birthday" she blurts out hurriedly.
I swallow hard, feeling tears welling up in my eyes.
"Why? Do you have better things to do?" i ask, realizing that my words carry a hint of anger.
"What? No! Absolutely not - i mean... well, you see, i already had another plan for the 16th.
I promised Cassie and her family that i would attend her sister's wedding.
I'd made that decision before we got together, otherwise i would never have made plans for that day, i swear. I'm so sorry, Liz" she explains, her tone filled with remorse.
I know i can't be angry, it's a valid reason, and if she made the decision before we met, i can't expect her to change her plans now.
Yet, i can't help but feel hurt.
I thought i would spend my birthday with her, and now everything has turned upside down.
"Oh... okay" I say, hastily gathering my things and stuffing them into my bag.
"Please, i'm so sorry" she begs me, kneeling on the ground and taking hold of my hands.
"I'm fine, don't worry" i say, swallowing my tears and avoiding her gaze.
"No, you're not. I know you're not fine. I promise I'll make it up to you" she says, kissing my hands.
"It's okay, it will be for next year" i try to get up but she stops me
"Hey i don't want you to be sad on your birthday okay? I'll only be gone for a couple of days and when i come back I'll bring you a beautiful gift and we'll be together" she states sweetly, i can't be angry with her.
"You know I don't want you to spend money on me" i say playing with her fingers
"I know but i really want to do it, and i assure you, it will be worth it" she says with a smile.
"Aaand by the way, i already have a plan ready for you" she adds.
"What do you mean?" i ask, looking at her confused
"Well, i couldn't leave you knowing that you would spend your birthday moping all alone at home" she explains, her tone amused.
"My god, y/n, what did you do?" i ask, my eyes widening and she giggles.
"Well, i can only tell you to get ready to spend an unforgettable day with the Olsen sisters!" she exclaims enthusiastically, while i put a hand on my forehead.
"I can't believe it" i mutter.
"Oh don't worry, i've already prepared everything, and i promise you will have fun, okay?" she kisses my legs.
"I hate you, you know that?" i say seriously, but then i smile.
"Well-" she's interrupted by her phone, and she quickly grabs it to read the message that came in. She looks worried.
"Who is it?" i ask, trying to peek, but she puts the phone back in her pocket and jumps up.
"Oh, uhm, Cassie. i almost forgot I was supposed to take her to find her wedding dress. See you at home?" she asks, as if she's in a hurry to run away from me.
"Yeah, of cour-"
"Good, i love you" she leaves me with a hasty kiss, grabs her backpack, and rushes out, leaving me here alone.
Okay, what's going on?
I always trust her blindly, but why do i have this nagging feeling that she's hiding something from me?
I grab my bag and swiftly exit the classroom, catching her leaving the college.
Without drawing any attention, i discreetly follow her.
As we both reach the parking lot, i can't help but think she's about to meet up with Cassie.
But, the person i see stepping out of a car is definitely not Cassie.
My heart sinks, and a mix of emotions floods over me.
I want to scream, cry, and throw everything up in the air, but instead, i find myself frozen in place, unable to move, as i see them hugging each other.
Why did she lie to me?
And why is Hailee here?
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A/N:
Wow, there are so many emotions in this chapter, don't you think? 👀
What do you think y/n might be hiding from Lizzie?
I'm curious to know your opinions, so please share them in the comments.
Let's see if any of you can guess what's going on.
And of course, you'll have to keep reading to find out😌
See you in the next chapter
Love y'll🤍