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“Sorry.” A knot formed in my throat.
“It’s okay. You’ve been through a lot. You’re new to this. You’re bound to make mistakes. That’s why I’m here to help and support you as much as I can.”
A warmth spread in my chest, and it even cleared my throat. All of a sudden, I couldn’t look away from Wesley’s piercing eyes.
“Honestly, it’s super easy. You just need to check this folder after school.” He lifted a two-pocket folder from beside him and passed it to me. “I put any worksheets or notes in here, and they’ll usually say when they’re due. You just need to sign them once they’re done. It’s ideal if you let him do the work and only help him when he’s stuck. Otherwise, he’ll become too reliant on others giving him the answers. And it’s a great bonding opportunity, especially for a new guardian.”
The folder had Bear’s name on the outside, and when I opened it, I found a few pieces of paper already inside.
“Crap. I’m so sorry. We’ll get right on it,” I said.
Thankfully, it looked easy enough. And organized, which helped considering I was freaking clueless.
“Don’t worry. It’s still the beginning of the school year, and I tend to not give them too much homework in the first couple of weeks, so he’s not behind or anything.”
“I don’t know what to say. Thank you so much.”
“You’re very welcome, Teddy,” he said. “I’m here for you. Whatever you need.”
His glasses glimmered in the light seeping through windows once again and staring into his wonderful eyes made it hard to breathe.
But this time, it wasn’t the stress or worry of screwing up. It was something else.
Something I couldn’t quite define but wanted more of.
Him.
As odd as that sounded, I wanted more of…this. With him.
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“Thank you.”
Teddy’s softly spoken words and even more, his smile, had been imprinted on the back of my eyelids so that every time I dared blink, he was all I could see and hear in my head.
It had been impossible to stop thinking of him after he left my classroom, or after I got home.
And it was impossible to stop now, lying in bed, in the dark, when I had no choicebutto close my eyes and feel him haunting me.
I tried picking up the book I’d been reading before I turned the lights off, but with every page turned, more of my concentration jumped ship and into the ocean of Teddy’s blue eyes.
The goosebumps I’d felt when he touched me resurfaced now at the memory. I bit my lip trying to suppress it, but it was no use.
The delicate tingle traveled all the way down my spine and shot up my cock, making me semi-hard and equally desperate for release.
“Screw it.” I sighed and set my book on the bedside table, pushed my covers aside and my underwear down to my knees and freed my little Wesley, who was so happy for the attention he stood at full mast to greet me.
I wrapped my hand around my cock and closed my eyes, conjuring Teddy and those icy blue eyes that made me moan with little to no effort, and stroked myself.
“God,” I groaned as I throbbed for him.
My legs felt instantly numb, and I stretched across the length of the bed as my dick twitched.
I kept my eyes shut and pictured Teddy holding my hand. Then I imagined him kissing it. Getting up and leaning over the desk to wrap his arm around my neck and plant his lips to mine.
“Fuck,” I groaned, turning to my drawer and taking out my dildo and lube.
