She would.
He took hold of both of her hands, locking their fingers together, and then pressed them to either side of her head, holding her in place.
She waited and anticipated. He slowly pulled out of her, and she gasped, feeling how hard he was. Jaxson pressed forward, and another moan spilled from her lips.
Jaxson started with some shallow thrusts, working in and out of her pussy, taking his time, and allowing her to get accustomed to the feel of him. At least, that was what she assumed he was doing.
It wasn’t enough. She wrapped her legs around his waist and pulled him in closer, thrusting up against him.
He let go of one of her hands and placed his hand on her hip. “Let me take control.” His thrusts got harder, faster, deeper, and his kisses were almost bruising. She loved every second of it. She didn’t want him to stop.
“Fuck, I’m not going to last.”
They had plenty of time to explore one another.
Jaxson slammed inside her to the hilt, and she felt his cock pulse as he came. She watched him, unable to look away, not wanting to miss a moment of his release. This was what she wanted so much.
She had sex. With the man she loved. Her neighbor.
If her parents knew, they would probably kill her and Jaxson, but she didn’t care. This was what she wanted, so damn much. From the moment she caught sight of Jaxson, he was all she could think about. She would watch him in his yard or make an excuse to take out the trash for a chance to see him. She had him for math, but that wasn’t enough.
Her mother had been too busy wrapped up in her own problems to see that her daughter had a serious crush on the neighbor. And now, she was having sex with him.
Teal didn’t want to think about what would happen in a year. She couldn’t tell Jaxson how she felt.
She’d keep it all locked up and never tell anyone.
This was hers, and no one was going to take that away from her.
****
There was a smidge of guilt. The tiniest smidge.
He’d never been with a virgin before. The sheets were already in the dryer because he’d seen the blood he’d caused.
Teal was in the kitchen, dealing with her mother, who’d phoned a few minutes after he’d come inside her daughter. He ran his hand down his face, trying to clear the fucking fog from his brain.
“When the time comes that you have to leave or she has to leave, it will feel like your entire world has been stripped apart and that you can’t even breathe.”
He didn’t believe in bullshit like that. The houses were inanimate objects.
Within the space of an hour, two people had told him thathe lived in a cursed or gifted house that would find him his soul mate.
It wasn’t Teal’s mom. He didn’t feel anything for the woman, but it had to be Teal. From the moment he saw her fall, he’d helped her up, felt her in his arms, and he had felt like a fucking pervert.
He never, fucking never, fell for a student. Never ever. It was against his own fucking code of conduct, let alone the school’s. He prided himself on not being one of those teachers who did that.
When it came to Teal, he couldn’t help himself. She was like a drug, and he waited and craved for his next fix.
He … loved her. No woman had ever gotten under his skin. He’d never cared for a woman. Teal was different. She was the first woman he wanted to see in the morning and hold at night. The only woman he could think about.
That had nothing to do with the houses. Nothing at all. It was a fucked-up lie and a mess.
He wasn’t going to tell Teal about this crap. That was exactly what it all was—crap.
“Hey,” Teal said.
He turned to find her in the laundry room doorway.