Too tired to edit this, so read at your own risk lol Goodnight!
Walking swiftly down the hall, I pushed the double doors open, only to stop in surprise. “And just where are you going Ms. Winter?” Sin stood on the other side, a lazy grin on his face. I’m so damn busted.
“Uh, I needed to get something from the car for Maya?” he raised an eyebrow at me, taking a step forward.
“Why does that sound more like a question instead of an answer?” He leaned against the locker door next to him. I looked behind me to see if any one was witnessing our conversation.
“Why are you interrogating me like you’re security or something?” I crossed my arms glaring at him.
He smiled. “You have five seconds to turn your cute little ass around and head to detention.”
I stood my ground. “And what if I don’t? you gave me an unfair detention anyways!”
I bit my lip as he got this heated look in his eyes. His eyes traveled down my body making me feel hot. When his eyes met mine again, he smirked. “Life is never fair.” Why does it feel like he’s not talking about detention anymore? Instead of replying I turned on my heels, heading to the classroom. I could hear his footsteps join mine a few seconds later. “Did your ass get bigger?”
A blush covered my cheeks as my head snapped around. He was staring unabashedly at my ass. “My eyes are up here!”
“But your ass is down there.” I groaned, walking faster. “oh yeah, definitely got bigger.”
I turned into the classroom debating on locking him out. I was a little shocked that no one else was in here. “Am I the only one you gave detention?”
I felt him press into my back when he arrived, closing the door behind us. Was that a lock I heard? “You’re the only one being naughty.” He whispered in my ear, causing a shiver to travel through me. I tried not to let it show how much he affected me by walking off to find a seat.
“So, what am I supposed to do for the next thirty minutes?” I asked him as I took a seat up front. I thought about going to the back, but I was too lazy to walk that far.
“I can think of plenty of things for you to do.” He winked at me.
“Well that’s kind of the point, since you’re the teacher.” I smirked.
I stiffened when he started walking towards me. “When did you get so sassy?” he asked taking a seat on top of my desk.
I tried not to inhale the smell of his after shave, and ignore the bulge straining against his dress pants at the moment. Will I be able to survive for thirty minutes alone with him? he looked damn hot today and I had a hard enough time controlling myself during class, now there were no extra eyes watching us. “I-I-I’m not being sassy.” Dammit why did I stutter? This was just going to boost his ego.
He leaned forward, a mischievous glint in his eyes. “Am I making you nervous Blaire?”
I coughed, “N-no.” Fuck.
He leaned closer, his lips a breath away from mine. “How about now?” I felt them graze mine as he spoke.
“N-“ my answer was cut off as he placed his lips on mine. My eyes widened. Oh shit he’s kissing me!
My first reaction should’ve been to push him away, but I couldn’t. He pressed his lips more firmly when he noticed my lack of response. The slut in me instantly came to life. I wrapped my arms around his neck, pulling him closer. I tried not to notice the smile that formed against his lips. He was clearly celebrating getting what he wanted.
He trailed his tongue across my bottom lip, I parted my mouth giving him access. He moaned as his tongue invaded. I didn’t bother battling for dominance, I let him explore my mouth enjoying every minute of it.
He reached out, grabbing hold of my hips. A groan left me as he placed me onto his lap straddling him. His hands moved from my waist to my ass, giving it a squeeze. I grinded myself on his very hard member as the kiss turned from sweet to aggressive.
I reached for the end of his shirt intending to pull It off, before I realized it was a button up. I groaned in frustration. He laughed at me breaking the kiss. “Little obstacle in your way?” I rolled my eyes getting ready to slide off his lap. When I felt his hand cup my sex. “Where are you going?”
“Sin,” I moaned as he palmed me through my clothes. I threw my head back, grinding against his hand. He placed his mouth on my neck, trailing wet kisses down it.
I jumped when someone twisted the doorknob, scaring the hell out of me. “Sin? You in there?” I glared as Ms. Lanchester voice came from the other side.
Sin grabbed my hips placing me on the floor. I watched him straighten himself out as he went to open the door. I sat in my desk once again. “Monica,” he greeted her, opening the door slightly poking his head out.
“Hi,” she chirped. “you ready to go?” Go where?
He looked back at me, “Um, give me a minute. I’ll meet you at your car.”
She smiled brightly at him. “Don’t have me waiting long.” She said walking off.
Sin sighed, closing the door. “Blaire- “
“Save it.” I grabbed my back pack slinging it over my shoulder.
“It’s not what you think.”
I stopped to stare at him. Really? Did he just hit me with that line? “Are you going on a date?”
He shook his head. “We’re just going for coffee.” So a date. I growled pushing pass him. He grabbed my arm, stopping me from leaving the classroom. “Why are you upset?”
“I’m not.” I denied, trying to yank my arm out of his hold. Why was I upset? Its not like we’re together. But I had a right to be upset by how fast he moved on. Its hasn’t even been a month yet and he’s going on a date. I was stupid to make out with him.
He pulled me against him, frustration in his eyes. “I told you it’s not a date.” He growled at me. I felt my body respond. Now was not the time to get hot and bothered over him!
“Let me go, I need to get home. Besides detention is over.” Thirty minutes go by fast when you’re busy. “You don’t want to keep Monica waiting.”
“I don’t give a damn about her! She can wait all year.” I flinched back from the tone in his voice.
“Sure you don’t.”
“Fuck!” he let me go moving back, taking a hand through his hair. “Why can’t you see how much I fucking want you?” I bit my lip as he swore. I’ve never heard him curse, especially not directed at me. My heart soared at his words, but the torture in his voice was like a stab to the heart. My own pain mirroring his. Why was I doing this? Why was I torturing us?
He looked at me, his face full of heartbreak. “I know.” He grabbed his keys from the desk, walking out of the class. I followed behind him silently, feeling like the worse human alive. I started walking out the school as he locked up his class, he didn’t bother chasing me.