Page 6 of Teacher’s Pet

I went back to glaring at her. “Knock it off. Don’t make this situation between us sound dirty, okay?”

“Okay,” she repeated back promptly, but she didn’t look the least bit sincere or contrite.

“I’m an author. That’s where I make my money. The teaching is a passion project, though sometimes it feels like more trouble than it’s worth.”

She blinked. I’d surprised her. It made me flush. Maybe I was interesting to her. Not just some boring teacher after all.

“That’s really cool. What’s your pen name?”

“I prefer not to say.”

“What genre?” she asked.

“No more questions. Let me show you to your room.”

I led her toward the back of the house, up the back set of stairs, and to a large, furnished bedroom that no one had ever used before. I waved her in, but stayed outside. “Make yourself at home. There’s an attached bathroom that should have what you need, but make a list if there’s anything else I can get you.”

Without warning her soft body was pressed up against me, her arms snaking under my arms to hug my stomach. Her sweet little head fit perfectly under my chin, and her hair smelled like fresh oranges. I wanted to bury my face in it.

I wanted to grab her perfect ass in both hands and nail her straight to the door.

I wanted to fuck every hole on her body until she was dripping with cum, head to toe.

My breathing was harsh as I carefully moved my hips away from her. She was just hugging me. No need to make it filthy just because my body wanted it to be. My brain was the one in charge here, even if I had to remind myself of it constantly.

“Thank you so much, Mr. North,” she said into my shirt, nuzzling her face softly between my pecs, in the center of my chest. “No one’s ever been this nice to me. Not since my parents died.”

I shut my eyes tightly as those words sank in.

I felt it then, the first raw, dizzy edge of new emotion.

Her helplessness should have lessened my ardor, but it seemed to have the opposite effect. It made me even more desperate to take care of her, in every way.

I’d been celibate for too long, I told myself. I had a very high sex drive, and I’d been too busy to get laid lately. That’s all that was happening. I needed to go out and fuck someone more appropriate than this little angel/devil.

“It’s no trouble,” I said. My arms were stiff at my sides, my hands twitching to either push her away or grab handfuls of her with both hands. “I have plenty of room, and I’m happy to let you use it for as long as you need. You can even use my other car if you promise not to tell anyone who you’re borrowing it from.”

I barely got the words out as her lower body burrowed closer to mine until my rock hard dick was very obviously jabbed against her stomach.