His eyes open wider at my abrupt question, but the fact is I’ve had enough of him hovering and wasting my time with questions he already knows the answers to. Oh, I know what he wants and that is to get into my panties, which is so not going to happen.
“I’ve got a meeting to get to,” he replies, “but I was wondering if you’re able to cover the detention today so I can get to the dentist. It wouldn’t normally be a problem but they’ve started road works between here and there, which is going to hold me up.”
Fuck. Mason is in detention. Can I cope with him twice in one day? “That’s fine,” I say wanting to hit my head with my hand. This isn’t going to end well. Whatever is between us needs to stop. I know he put his hands on me first while I stayed frozen in shock…and lust, but I’m the teacher and should have shoved him away from me. The problem is…I didn’t.
“He’s a dick,” Mason informs me as Taylor disappears out of my classroom. “He also wants in your panties,” he whispers into my ear having moved in closer. “But he’s not going to be getting into them… Is he?” I meet his blazing stare. “Because I’d have to cause him harm if he so much as touches you. You know that, right?”
He brushes a hand softly over my right breast causing my nipple to bud. When he realizes the reaction I’ve had to his touch, he rubs his fingers over and over my aroused breast and moves over to the other one. I moan, grabbing hold of his arm to steady myself.
“Does anyone else make you feel like this?” he asks before putting his lips to my neck.
Shaking my head, I come back to my senses—we’re in my classroom, the door’s open, anyone can enter. “Stop.”
I scramble to my office leaving him behind while I try to get over my embarrassment. I’m overheating with unbearable heat pooling between my legs.
“Let me see you after school.”
Dropping into my chair, I drop my head into my hands, and whisper, “I can’t. I’m your teacher. We can’t do this. It has to stop.” I raise my head and see panic flicker across his face, which I try to ignore, but it isn’t easy. In fact, nothing about this is easy because I want him. I want him so much.
“Bianca…” Mason comes around my desk and crouching down at my feet, he turns me in my chair to face him. “Please don’t do this. I’ve wanted you for five months. Every time I close my eyes it’s you I see.”
I swipe my hand across my face to get rid of the tears that I wasn’t aware were leaking out from my eyes. I’ve never wanted anyone the way I want Mason, and being honest with myself, if I’d met him elsewhere I wouldn’t be thinking no, I’d be thinking where could we go to the nearest bed.
My hand shakes as I reach for Mason and caress over his face. “I don’t want to push you away, but…but, for now I need to.” Even as the words leave my mouth, I’m pulling him closer to me. He places his hands on my thighs before dropping his head into my lap. I slide my hands into his messy hair and start to massage his scalp. He purrs just like a cat.
“You need to go. We’re going to get caught like this.” My heart’s pounding in time to the throb in my pussy. All I want to do is close my legs to ease the ache, but with Mason surrounding me, it’s impossible.
Slowly, Mason climbs back to his feet and gives me a quick, hard kiss. “This isn’t over… It’s just starting.” With that he walks straight out of my office and a minute later, I hear the classroom door slamming shut.
Before I’m able to take a breath, my cell starts to buzz around my desk with an incoming call. Tim.
“All I need, right now.” I groan before I answer the call. “Hi.”
“Well you sound cheerful.”
“Class just finished. I’m tired,” I say, trying to even my tone so I sound happy to hear him. I take a deep breath, waiting for his reply. I know he’s going to have something to say about the fact that I don’t spend all my day as busy as him. He really pisses me off and sometimes I can’t help but wonder why I’ve stayed with him so long. We’ve been together since my second year of college. Even then we didn’t have a damn thing in common, not even sex.
I feel like we’d been more invested in our studies to really pay much attention to our relationship. We seemed to be each other’s beck and call and it just seemed fitting to try for jobs in the same town, but, in a way, it would have been better to end things with graduation.
“Now babe, you know sitting on your rear all day isn’t enough to make you tired.”
I clench my jaw together to stop myself from telling him what I really think about everything. What he just said, what he says all the time, what he does…just lay the cards on the table and tell him. He’s an ass, and it’s about time I started looking for other accommodation. I’ve had enough.
You still can’t see Mason out of school…
“Tim, I need to go. Can we talk later when I’m home?” I ask, impatience clear in my voice as I rub at my temple where a headache’s brewing.
“That’s what I was ringing you about. There is a party tonight and I want to go so I thought I’d warn you about it so you aren’t late home. It starts at eight.”
The last thing I feel like doing when I walk through the door from school is having to get ready to go out again, but then again it might take my mind off Mason. “Okay, I’ll be home in time to get ready.”
“Good girl.” He hangs up on me without even a goodbye.
“Ugh!”
I need to get my head off a certain person that I have become obsessed with and start up the report I’ve volunteered to write for the health and safety board at the school.
The subject is something to be taken seriously in school, but why the hell I volunteered myself for something so damn boring, as in I’ll probably be asleep in minutes boring, is anyone’s guess. Actually, no, that’s not true, I know why I volunteered. I’m new here and want to fit in. Showing that I’m willing to help with other aspects of the school life and not just teach the students is often the best way to be accepted.