She rubs her lips, her hair falling down her cheeks almost intentionally as if to cover a blush. A breeze makes her hair blow in my direction, and the sudden beauty in the movement enraptures me. Her pink, full lips and bright eyes draw my attention as she doesn’t look anywhere but at me. In the light of day, she suddenly looks different. Less like the girl I fuck for pleasure and more like the girl I want to kiss for fun.
Almost instinctively, I lean in, my brain turning inactive from her sheer presence, and I smell the scent of her spicy perfume that reminds me of a tropical summer night at the beach in Hawaii. The energy she exudes washes over me just by being near her, and it fills me with something I haven’t felt in a long, long time.
Something that makes me feel alive.
Her lips part and the moment I realize words are about to spill out, I press my lips to hers.
I don’t want to interrupt her, but I couldn’t stop myself either.
I just had to kiss her.
When the moment passes and our lips detach, I feel a sense of fulfillment that makes me smile.
I’ve clearly lost it this time.
Kissing a girl—no, not just any girl … a student—in broad daylight in a place anyone could see us. If anyone’s stupid, I am. I’m risking my career, and for what?
For what? For her.
For her.
Yes, for her.
I don’t know why I’d say yes … but for her, I’d do it.
Just the thought alone makes me pull back.
An uneasiness creeps onto her face, and I wonder why. Is it because I kissed her? Or because I’m not kissing her anymore?
“What’s wrong?” I ask.
She shakes her head and smiles it off. “Nothing.”
I frown and narrow my eyes. Something’s up, but she won’t tell me. I don’t think it has to do with me, though. The way she looks into the distance and rubs her arms makes me think there’s more going on in her life that I don’t know about.
Of course, I don’t.
I never asked.
Or ever gave the impression that I was interested.
I’ve been a fool.
How could I expect her to tell me when she knows it doesn’t bother me enough to even ask? After all, I told her it was just sex … and sex is really the best I can give her.
The only thing I shouldn’t be giving her as her teacher, yet I don’t want to stop either. In fact, every moment I spend with her only makes me want to pursue her further.
“So why’d you wanna meet up?” she asks, dragging me from my thoughts.
“Oh, right. Did you get your tests back?” I clear my throat.
“What tests?”
“From the doctor,” I whisper, placing my hand on the tree next to her.
“Oh … that.” She makes it sound like it’s some sort of despicable thing. “Yeah.”
“And?”
She smirks and raises a brow at me, folding her arms. “You’d like to know, wouldn’t you?”
I frown. “Oh, c’mon, Hailey. We don’t have time for this bullshit.”
“No, we don’t have time to take it easy. You just wanna fuck me,” she says. “Right?”
I sigh. “Just give me the damn answer.”
“I will …” she muses, but I can already tell where this is going. “If you take me out on a date.”
I take it back. I did not see this coming.
“You’re not serious, right?”
She leans in. “As serious as you were when you told me to come to your apartment. Now.” She tries to replicate my voice, which makes me cringe a little.
I take a deep breath.
She’s got me in a corner now, and she knows it.
I want to fuck her, badly, every fucking day. It’s all I can ever think about, and she knows it.
And now, she uses it against me.
“Smart little brat,” I murmur.
She grins but doesn’t respond, confirming my suspicions.
She’s blackmailing me into going on a date with her.
“You’re preventing me from fucking you without a condom unless I go out with you?”
“Uh-huh.” She taps her foot. “I’m waiting.” She checks her watch. “I have more classes today. Tick tock.”
“Don’t push me, Hailey.”
“Do you wanna know or not?”
“Of course, I do,” I growl.
“So you want to fuck me badly enough that you’re considering it, but not badly enough that you’d take me out to dinner?”
“You don’t know what I want,” I say, putting my arm around her waist and pulling her close to me.
“Exactly my problem,” she says, as if this was her plan all along.
Confuse me.
Until I don’t even know what I want anymore.
I take another deep breath and close my eyes for a second. “All right.”
“What?”
When I open my eyes, I see hers have widened.
“I’ll do it,” I say.
“Really?” She smiles and then hugs me. “Thank you.”
At first, I’m overwhelmed, but when I let her warmth flow through me, I relax and wrap my arms around her.
Apparently, this means a great deal to her.
I’m honestly not sure why I agreed.
My dick was doing all the thinking.
Or maybe I really am starting to fall.
Fuck.
When she releases me, she says, “I know it’s corny, but I just wanted us to go on a date. Like normal people, you know?”
“Hmm …” I narrow my eyes at her. “You do realize you’re going to get spanked for this so hard, right?”
A shameless grin spreads across her lips. “I know, but I’ll take the punishment like a good girl. After we get back from our first freaking date.”
Chapter 17
Thomas
A few days later
When I ring her bell, it’s not her who opens the door to her dorm room but her roommate, and the look on her face, when she sees me, is anything but ecstatic.
“Oh … it’s you.” She sighs. “I thought they were coming to bring my package.”
“Lesley, right?” I say, trying not to sound pompous.
“Yeah, that’s me …” She clamps the door tight. “And you’re the professor.”
“Teacher,” I correct. “Professor sounds so old.”
“Right.” She rolls her eyes. “What do you want?”
“I’m coming to pick up Hailey. Didn’t she tell you we were going out?” I frown, placing my hand on the door too, so she won’t slam it in my face.
“Uh … no …” She looks confused then turns her head. “Hailey!”
“Coming!” Her voice makes me smile.
“She’ll be right there. Wait here.” Lesley closes the door just a little and walks away.
There’s enough of a hole left to peek through, and I can clearly see Hailey picking up some ice-cream cone earrings … and completely forgetting to put away something else.
I grin as I watch her come to the door with a broad smile on her face. “Hi! Almost ready.”
“Not quite,” I say, pointing at her nightstand. “Is that the rabbit you were talking about?”
Her eyes widen, and her face turns beet red as she notices the pink dildo still lying next to her bed. “Shit.”
She runs to it and quickly shoves it into a drawer, covering it with her body. “You didn’t see anything.”
I laugh. “Oh, yes I did … you can bring it along sometime. I know just what to do with that.”
“Oh, god.” Lesley walks in with a look of complete disgust on her face. “Tell me I didn’t just hear that.” She puts her finger in her mouth and makes fake gagging noises.
“Just ignore us,” Hailey says. “We’ll be gone for the night, so you’ll have the whole place to yourself.”
“Please spare me the details!” Lesley says, making Hailey laugh.
Hailey comes toward me, and
I ask, “You ready?”
“Not yet.” She raises a brow and then wraps her arm around my neck, pulling me in for a kiss before I can lean back. She grins against my lips. “Now, I am.”
“Fuck me. I need to bleach my eyes,” Lesley growls, groaning as she walks into the bathroom. “This is so awkward.”
“Sorry!” Hailey says.
“Yeah, yeah, just go have fun, okay?”
“We will.” Hailey grabs my hand and drags me with her.
I glance behind us to see Lesley catching another glimpse of us before closing the door.
“She doesn’t like me, does she?”
“Who? Lesley?” Her forehead creases. “Nah, she’s just a little worried about me, that’s all.”
I narrow my eyes. “Should she be?”
Hailey looks my way and then back at the floor again, shrugging. “I don’t know. You tell me.”
“She’s just trying to protect you.”
“From you, yeah,” she muses, her laugh dying off quickly.
“Why? Do I look that dangerous?” I jest.
“Well … you’re my teacher. I mean, she probably thinks I’m using you … or you’re using me.”
I lean in and whisper into her ear, “Or maybe we’re using each other.”
That makes her chuckle.
“She’s right, you know,” I say as we walk down the stairs. “I’m not the right guy.”
“So what if she is? So what if you aren’t? As long as it’s fun …” The guilty look on her face only makes me want to stop and kiss her.
She knows just as well as I do that what we’re doing is bad for us both.
But we can’t stop.
It’s exactly as she says. As long as it’s fun. As long as it’s distracting.
As long as …
How many more excuses can we have?
How many more can we make?
How many more until it’s over?
“I’m excited,” she says, pulling me from my thoughts. “I haven’t been on a date in a long time.”
“How long?” I ask.
“Maybe a year or something.”
My pupils dilate. “A year? Jesus. And you still had boyfriends?”
“Yeah …” She scratches her head. “Wait, no, not really. Well, I did make out with a few boys at parties, and one did actually take me to a Burger King downtown.”
“A Burger King …” I rub my face with the palm of my hand. “You’ve got to be kidding me.”
“I wish. I’m a happy girl if a guy pays for my meal. One less bill to pay.”
Fuck me.
Why would she accept just that?
Why doesn’t she want more? More from a guy? More from me?
She deserves so much more.
I stop her in her tracks, grabbing her chin to make her look at me. “I’ll do more than just pay your bills. I hope you realize that.”
“I know … you’ll also fuck me into oblivion.”
Her comment makes me laugh as I release her from my grip. “That’s not what I meant.”
“Well, it’s not like those boys knew what to do anyway. Why do you think I was still a virgin?”
I raise a brow. “Because you hadn’t found the right guy yet. And now, you have.”
Her lips part but they close again, and she seems a little lost with that statement.
I think I might’ve struck a chord there.
“C’mon,” I say, opening the door for her. “Ladies first.”
“Oh … such a gentleman,” she says, passing me. “I almost believe it.”
I slap her ass as I walk after her. “Only when I want you to.”
And this time, I really want her to.
I don’t know why, but I feel the urge to show her just how good I can be to her.
How I can be the guy she never had.
Or the guy she can never keep.
Sighing to myself, I open the passenger car door and let her slip into the seat before closing the door and walking over to the driver’s seat. As I sit down and buckle up, I can’t help but look at her in her short, green dress wearing her ice-cream cone earrings. I can’t help but stare at her lips and that pretty pink shade on her cheeks. That awkward, closed-off girl who’s playing with a strand of her red hair while staring off through the windows.
I wonder what she’s thinking.
If it’s the same as I am.
If she thinks I’m doing this only to get the results from the doctor back, or because of something more, something intangible.
If her heart is beating as fast as mine is, thinking about all the dirty things I want to say and do to her.
If she’s secretly hoping I’ll admit that I’m slowly falling for her … bit by impossible bit.
***
Hailey
As I look out the window, I notice we’re not near the restaurant yet, even though we should’ve been there by now. When Thomas drives into an abandoned parking lot and stops, I turn around.
“Why are we stopping? This isn’t the restaurant.”
“Oh, I know, but I want to do something before we get there.” He smiles in a way that makes goose bumps scatter across my body, even though he hasn’t touched me yet.
“Do what?” I ask.
“Well, since you pretty much blackmailed me into taking you out, I figured I’d return the favor.”
My eyes widen as he pulls out a metallic egg-like object that I recognize from the porn I’ve seen.
“You’re going to wear this in your ass tonight.”
“Oh, my god.”
“Don’t be scared,” he murmurs. “It won’t hurt … much.” The grin on his face makes me want to punch him.
“You tricked me.”
“No, I didn’t. I’m still taking you to the restaurant. I just want you to wear this while we’re eating.”
“A butt plug? Why?”
“Because I like it and because you’ll do anything I say.”
“I thought we were going to a restaurant.”
“We are. I just want you plugged while eating.” The smug look on his face makes my jaw drop.
“On a date?”
“On everything, really. Life’s about enjoying, don’t you think?” he muses. “I just like my enjoyment a little on the kinky side. That’s all.”
I sigh, rubbing my eyes with my fingers. “And here I thought we could have dinner like a normal couple.”
He grabs my arm. “We’re not a couple. And we’re certainly not normal. Do you want to be? Do you want me to stop fucking you the way I do?”
I swallow away the lump in my throat. “No … I think.” Although I do think I’d want us to be a couple, I shouldn’t be thinking that.
There’s a stern look in his eyes. “You want me, you’ll get me the way I am, and that includes my dirty fuckery, along with all the butt plugs and toys you can think of, everywhere and any place. I like my life spiced up, and I think you do too, more than you enjoy being normal. Whatever the fuck that is.”
I take a deep breath and sigh. He’s right. I just don’t want him to be right. I don’t wanna think that I’m fucked up.
“Fine,” I say.
“You want dinner. I want those doctor’s papers.”
“And my painful ass,” I add, which apparently makes him chuckle. “It’s not funny.”
“It is to me when you say it like that. You make it sound like a painful ass isn’t a good thing, but you don’t know that, do you? Have you ever been plugged before?”
“No,” I say as I watch him grab some lube from the back.
“Trust me when I say you’ll love this.”
I make a face. “I don’t know …”
He raises his brow at me again, and it’s the same look he always gives me when he wants something and won’t take no for an answer. “I need you to wear this, Hailey.”
“Why?”
“For my pleasure … and yours,” he muses, as he pushes my arm until I twist. “Turn around.”
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br /> “Do I really have to?”
“Yes. You didn’t think I’d take you out to dinner without fucking you afterward, now did you?” he says. “Now, turn your ass toward me.”
“But people—”
“No one’s in the parking lot except for us, and if they do come, I have tinted windows, so no one can see a thing. Put your ass up, Hailey.”
I reluctantly do as he says, his hand disappearing under my dress. He pulls down my panties, exposing my bare ass, and I look back when I hear the sound of the lube being squirted over the toy.
He glances at me while rubbing it around. “This’ll feel cold, but you know that already. You’ve felt it before … but this time, it’s a little bigger.”
I gulp as he puts the tip close to my ass.
“Deep breath,” he says.
When I do, he pushes it in, and all my senses explode, including the wordage from my mouth.
“Fuck! Shit! Holy shit! Fucking Jesus!”
He laughs. “I’ve never had that reaction before. Is it a good fuck or a bad fuck?”
“Uh, I don’t know?!” I struggle to breathe as he inserts the plug into me. It feels so wrong, so dirty, so fucking full. Different from just a fucking finger. When it’s in, he slaps my ass, making me jolt up and down from the pressure I feel. “Holy shit.”
“Good girl,” he says. “You should see your ass. It looks good on you. Crystal tip. A sparkling ass, just for me.” He bites his lip, hissing a little as he rubs my ass. Then he clears his throat and pulls my panties back up again.
“Gotta control myself. First, it’s time to eat food. Afterward, it’s time to eat you.”
I blush from that comment, but then the heat rushes through my body as I try to shift positions.
“Sit,” he commands.
I try, slowly, but it feels so damn strange. When I’m finally on my ass again, I pull my dress down and try to compose myself, even though I feel indecent as fuck.
“How does it feel?” he asks.
“Um …”
“Are you aroused?”
Judging by the thumping between my legs, I guess that’s a yes to the latter, so I nod.
A wicked smile spreads across his lips. “Good.” He shifts the car into reverse and hits the gas. “Then we’re off to have one lovely fucking dinner with a happy ending afterward.”
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