Page 58 of Bad Kind of Love

His eyes darkened, and his large arms grabbed onto the edge of the pool, caging me in. I was trapped, not only by his arms but by his ravenous stare. He was so close, I could taste his sweet breath. Arching forward I was eager for more, anything that he was willing to give me.

“I care more than I should.”

My eyes popped open, and my heart danced from his kind words. Peering down at me, he scanned my face for answers as I did the same.

“I had a shitty day.” I admit.

“We all have shitty days.” He scoffs and once again, we’re back to square one.

Rolling my eyes, I push on his chest to get him away from me but he doesn’t bulge. “Get off.” I begin to pound, but his hand immediately clamps around my wrist and stops me. “You and my mom can both go to hell.” I cry out and his grip loosens. A single tear falls from my face and drops into the pool.

“What happened with your mom?” He sounds interested while dropping both his arms from the pool's edge.

“It doesn’t matter anymore.” I wipe at my face and he follows my movement. “She's gone for good this time.”

His chest drops and so does the tension in the room. In its place is pity, and his normally black eyes don’t look so dark anymore.

“You’re better off without her.” His stare drops down to my chest, and I find myself moving towards him. I needed a change in subject, something other than my miserable life.

“Why are your eyes so dark?” I swim closer to him, testing the waters. I wanted to see if I could get close to him, like he could with me. “Is it true what they say?”

He doesn’t back down, but his face tells me he knows this is wrong. Everything about our strange relationship was wrong, but I didn’t care.

“Is what true?” He barks, as I float directly in front of him.

“That you're really the devil disguised as a teacher.”

Okay, maybe not everyone thought that, but I did.

“The devil?” His lip turned up into a half smile in disbelief.

“The devil’s cunning, vicious, a good liar... many attributes that you yourself have.” I mutter while striking a nerve in him.

Feeling a hand grab onto my calf, I’m dragged towards his body until he purposely entwines my legs around his torso. At first I was shocked by his aggression, but then realized I was wrapped around my teacher like a snake on a tree. Both his hands held me up by my thighs while my arms circled around his neck. Chest to chest, I felt his every ragged breath and pounding heartbeat as I tightened my legs around his waist.

It felt exhilarating to be in his arms, yet so very wrong.

My eyes were casted downward, afraid to glance up, but the feel of his fingers digging into my skin caused me to finally look up.

“You think I’m the devil?” He asks while both our breathings increase. The feel of his skin was too much and I began comparing him to Wes. Wes was sweet with his touch, never crossing the line. But deep down, I always wanted something more. Something rough, that caused pain but also pleasure.

Sweet was never going to be enough for me. I needed the darkness.

“To me you are.” I groan, staring down at his lips.

He’s silent for only a moment, tracking his eyes down the center of my chest, lingering on the black bra that fits me tightly.

“Maybe I am.” He agrees, walking us backwards till his back hits the side of the pool. “You’ll never know.”

I wanted to know. I wanted to know every deep dark secret he kept hidden inside.

“Tell me why you hate me so much.” I urge, searching for the answers in his eyes but I get nothing in return.

“Would I have this if I hated you so much?” Rotating his hips, I feel his hard bulge dig into skin, dragging it achingly slow along my panty covered slit. My head instantly fell back, and a low moan escaped from my lips.

My skin was on fire, despite being in a pool of water, and the only thing that could put out the flames was Mr. Fitz. I needed his touch, his lips tasting me until I was a pile of mush in his arms.

“You can still hate me even if you wanna fuck me.” I moan, and I feel his body stiffen, like my words made him realize how wrong this was.

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