Chapter 85 I'm 18, She's 31
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NATHANIEL'S POV
I'm 18 years old. Senior year. And absolutely, stupidly obsessed with my teacher.
I don’t know when it started.
Maybe the first week of class. Maybe the first time she stood at the front of the room with her soft voice and neatly pinned hair. Maybe the first time I heard her say my name like she was... tasting it?
Or maybe I’ve always been wired wrong...always wanting the things I’m not supposed to touch.
All I know is this:
I’m obsessed with her. Not in a cute, harmless crush way. But in a bone-deep, brain-warping, can’t-sleep-because-I’m-thinking-about-her way.
But she's thirty-one. My literature teacher. And completely, painfully unaware of how badly I want her.
Or maybe she does know.
Maybe she sees the way my eyes go straight to her mouth when she talks.
Maybe she sees my knuckles turn white from gripping my pen too hard. Or did she notice the huge tent in my pants whenever I looked at her or she glances my way?
Does she know how badly I've imagined bending her over her fucking desk and fucking her senseless until she forgets everything she's ever learnt?
Fuck, I really want to. I badly want to do that or I might lose my damn mind.
Today wasn't any better, my pen was wedged between my lips, my tongue flicking over the base absentmindedly as I stared outside the window. Thenㅡ
“Mr Sterling?”
I jerked, pen falling from my lips as I looked up at herㅡ Miss Ariel.
The reason why I laid awake at night, frantically rubbing off while I tried to muffle my moans.
My dick jerked in my sweatpants and I adjusted, gaze darting away from her slightly exposed cleavage as she had hunched over slightly to talk to me.
“Yes ma'am?” I forced myself back to the present.
Do not look at her boobs, Nathaniel. Do not get another fucking hard-on in class. But she was talking to me, Miss Ariel was fucking talking to me and all I could think about was wrapping my lips around her tits while my dick slammed into her hot tight pussy.
I could already imagine her warm tight muscles wrapped around my lengthㅡ Fuck.
“Wanna share what you were thinking about to the class? You seemed pretty far away, Mr Sterling.”
“Nope.” My reply was immediate.
She stared at me for a second longer than comfortable before she straightened up, boobs heaving in her plain white shirt. “See me after class, Nathaniel.”
Then she walked back to the front of the class, hips swaying, while I just sat there because what the fuck just happened?
Why did she need to see me after class? Oh fuck. I was so screwed. The thought was tempting enough.
The rest of the class couldn't have moved any slower and I was almost dying in my seat when the final bell rang.
Students hurried out, chattering and clamouring about what to do for the weekend while I waited for the last student to leave the premises before I stood up, slinging my bag over my shoulder before I walked up to her desk.
She was arranging her desk, glasses perched on her nose as she tidied her desk before she looked up at me. “Right, Mr Sterling. Now, I've been looking through your grades.”
My cheeks flushed but my eyes betrayed my reaction by straying to her chest again.
Fuck, she had nice boobs.
“Ohㅡ”
She placed her hand on the table, a concerned look crossing her face as her top button of her shirt strained under the force of her movements. “You're beginning to drop fast and it's concerning. Is something wrong? You're suddenly failing my class.”
You try passing a class when all you can think of during tests is how you'd rather much be fucking your teacher.
Pretty much impossible.
My throat dried and my dick strained against my zipper, aching for some kind of release.
Don't say it. Don't do it. Don'tㅡ
“I think I just need a little motivation.” The words were out of my lips before I could stop them, my breathing becoming laboured.
This time, I didn't bother to look away. No one was in school. No one waited this long on a Friday afternoon. They were always out of the premises as soon as the bell rang and no teachers office was in his block.
Which meantㅡ we were all alone and my mind flooded with thoughts that were bound to get me expelled.
She seemed to notice my gaze on her chest and I expected her to shout at me, tell me to get out of her class but instead, a dazed look crossed her face. “Is there something I can do to motivate you?”
A whole fucking lot.
I stepped closer, my heart pounding when she didn't make any effort to move away from me. “Yes, Ma'am…” I drawled out the words, relishing in the way her eyes squeezed shut and her petite body shuddered. “There's a lot you can do to motivate me.”
I should stop and go away before I get myself in deep trouble, but there's something about the way her body feels too close that I can't resist it as I back her up against her desk, crowding her in until I'm towering over her.
“You're beingㅡ”
I didn't wait for her to finish, my hand found her waist, fingers trailing along the bare strip of skin exposed at her stomach. “You want my grades up, Miss Ariel? I'm gonna need you to bend over this desk, raise that pretty plaid skirt and let me fuck you.”
As soon as the words were out of my lips, she stiffened, her eyes widening but I didn't back down. Way too late for that.
“No. You're being delusional and rude right now. That is not any way to talk to your teacher andㅡ” her words dissolved into a moan when my hand suddenly slipped under her skirt, cupping her pussy through her lace panties.
Fuck, she was so wet.
My lips ghosted her neck, my dick raging in my pants as I felt her about, relishing in the way she shuddered, a light moan slipping out of her lips.
I had always wondered how she would sound.
“So, tell me…Ma'am… you say one thing but your body? It says another thing, you're dripping for me, Miss Ariel,” My teeth grazed her neck, dragging across her skin. “How long have you wanted this?”
Her lips parted but she didn't push me away. Her breath hitched, her body pushing against me.
Perfect.
I pushed a finger into her sopping cunt, a groan simultaneously slipping out both our lips as I pressed up against her, fingers curling in her. “That's what I thought. Now, be a good teacher and help your student.”