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He acted on my words and positioned us so that I rested my head on his chest as his arms held me to him. I could hear the beating of his heart, and I knew that minute that I made the right decision in crawling into bed with him. It was right. Others would argue. But for me, for him, it was right.

“Mr. D?” I asked softly, looking up into his eyes as he pulled the blanket up over my shoulder. “Can we not think of Black Mountain Academy this weekend? Can it just be us? You and me and nothing else. Just for the weekend. Then we can face reality.”

His face hardened and I saw such uncertainty in his eyes. “A break from reality sounds like a good idea right now,” he said.

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Mr. D

It was a blur. That’s the only way to explain the lust-filled… mistake? It was a mistake. A mistake… right? Jesus, I knew better than this. I could shatter my entire life into a million pieces all because of what I just did with a student. A fucking student!

I had never crossed this line before. I hadn’t so much as even looked at a student or admired one from afar. Being a man in this profession, I’d always been extremely cautious on how I acted, what I said, and even where my eyes landed. I didn’t even allow myself to get involved with teachers or parents of students. I didn’t get messy. I stayed squeaky clean.

Until now.

And it wasn’t just the having sex part where the line was crossed. Having dinner with her, sitting and watching a movie. We were acting like a couple. Like two people who had reached a point in their relationship where they could just chill and be content. Spending time with Corrine had felt so simple, easy, and frankly… fun. I didn’t do shit like this with other women in my life. I was never one to settle. Walls have always guarded my heart, and that’s how I liked it. But with Corrine…

Fuck. A huge line was crossed.

Corrine’s deep breathing told me she was fast asleep, but I wondered if I would ever be able to rest again. My mind swam in a million directions as I stared up at the ceiling trying to process what I did and how to fix it.

It could never happen again.

But as if Corrine could read my thoughts, she pressed her butt back and up against me, snuggling in close. It felt right. So fucking right. If I wasn’t a principal and she the student, I wouldn’t be having these thoughts of how wrong tonight was. Because my body was telling me a completely different story. For the first time in my life, my body lit up. It nearly exploded with a need and a hunger that I hadn’t felt before. It wasn’t just fucking because I had a naked girl in my bed asking for it. It felt as if I had been waiting for this feeling. The pull was so damn strong, that even though warning bells were banging in my head the entire time, I couldn’t resist her. There was no way I’d ever be able to say no. Which was the most terrifying thought of all.

I knew I was walking down a dangerous path with Corrine. I knew this wasn’t going to end well. How could it? And yet, there was no way I could turn her away. No way I could push her body away from mine as she slept soundly in my bed. There was no way I could resist the temptation of the forbidden. I was going to risk it all, and there wasn’t anything my voice of reason could say to talk me out of it.

I’d lose my job over this. Not only would I lose my job, but this would follow me to future employment. I’d forever be the principal who crossed the line and fucked a student. No one would ask or even care that she was of age. No one would assume it was consensual. I’d be a sexual predator forever. Branded.

So why? Why risk it? I knew deep down we’re going to get caught eventually. And the reality is that if Corrine and I somehow get through this weekend not getting caught, it would be a miracle. Eyes and ears were all around us, and we were tempting fate by even driving in the same car.

Corrine’s body tensed, jerked, and she sat up in a jolt, looking around.

I reached for her and pulled her back to bed, stroking her hair. “It’s okay. You’re with me. You’re safe.”

I didn’t know why I felt this need to protect her. To care for her. It was powerful, it was all consuming, and it gave me a purpose I didn’t realize I was missing. Maybe because she had no one. Maybe because I had no one. Maybe that’s why… two people alone who had been seeking comfort. She needed a protector, and I needed someone to protect.


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