Being His (TxS)
I grabbed the apple sitting on top of his desk, I took a bit. I slowly liked my lips clearing it of apple juice.
I leaned down to his ear, running my hand up his leg stopping at his growing bulge. I whispered "sir, I think you have a problem in your pants."
He grabbed my hand huskily replying "Miss James this isn't just my problem."
I laughed out "but Sir, my asshole of an English teacher gave me homework."
Running his thumb over my hand, he replied "I think he will make an exception this once."
A cocked an eyebrow faking innocence "but Mr Romeo your my teacher."
He ran his hand up my arm, along my neck to my chin "Nevaeh cut the crap you my sweetheart are no saint."
I sat down on his lap, running my fingers in his hair "but Julian things are different now, you weren't my teacher then."
*contains explicit content, mild language, bad spelling/grammar and lots of sarcasm*