Page 75 of Teacher's Pet

“You finally gonna screw me?”

“No.”

He scoffed. “No? Natha—”

“I want to make love to you. Show you how good it feels being with a man who wants more than what you can give physically.” My voice dropped as I looked into him. “You’re beautiful, Ryan, but you know that already. What you don’t seem to know is how enchanting your personality is. You light up my classroom.”

His grin wavered, just slightly. “Yeah?”

“Yes.”

He grabbed my shirt and pulled me into a kiss, hungry, messy, tasting like heat and frustration.

“Then take me,” he breathed.

“Not here.”

“Where?”

I smiled, slow, deliberate, just enough to make him suspicious.

His eyes widened. “In your class?”

“What? No.”

“Please!”

“No.”

His smirk faded into something darker. “I’ll make you.” I laughed under my breath. “I strongly doubt it.”

Epilogue

RYAN

Six Months Later

Nathan rolled his eyes for the third time in under a minute.

“C’mon, you promised.”

He sighed and leaned back against his desk, forearms resting on the table.

“I know I did, but it’s ridiculous, Ryan.”

I pouted, crossing my arms.

We’d broken into his classroom, well, not really. He had a key. But it was a Saturday night, and no one was ever here this late.

He’d promised me he’d do this for me. I tapped my heel against the wall, arms still crossed.

“Nathan.”

He looked up, eyes going straight to my outfit.

I was wearing a schoolboy getup I’d bought on sale from some sketchy website, white collared shirt, black-and-red plaid skirt, and knee-high socks.

At first, I’d felt embarrassed. But the way he was staring at my ass now? Yeah, no regrets.