Page 29 of Student Seduction
I wanted him closer, then closer was too much. Way too much. I felt like I might shatter from the inside out.
I think I praised God, or at least called on Him once or twice out of pure shock and gratitude that I’d survived.
When I was completely drained, slumped over and unable to move, Aiden slid his fingers—maybe one maybe two, I wasn’t entirely sure—out of me. He placed them in his mouth making my eyes grow wider.
“You taste so damn good, sweet girl. I missed this. I need this. I don’t know how I’ll ever get enough.”
I ducked my head. Something uncomfortable was creeping over me, casting a dark shadow over my blissed out moment. I had the strangest urge to curl up in a ball, pull my knees to my chest and hide.
“Hey,” he said, using his free hand to tilt my chin up. “Don’t retreat on me now. That was amazing, Emersyn. You are amazing.”
He climbed up on the seat beside me and pulled me into his lap. I tucked my head under his chin, unable to face him after what we’d just done.
Insecurities began to swarm me like a hive of angry bees buzzing.
When had I showered last? Should I have shaved better? Were the noises I made normal? Was I supposed to feel this wet still?
He was quiet for a moment then he kissed the top of my head. “I know it’s intense and a lot to handle all at once. It’s normal to feel overwhelmed. I sort of attacked you.”
“I feel nervous now,” I mumbled against his chest. “Exposed or embarrassed or both.”
He chuckled and I closed my eyes against the soothing rumble beside me face. “Trust me, you have nothing to be embarrassed about. That was hot as hell. I could’ve filmed it, sold it, and paid your entire college tuition. You are so responsive.” He squeezed me tighter in his arms. “That sweet little body needed, baby. It needed a release.”
“It needed you,” I admitted softly. I still did. Present tense.
He hummed low in his throat. “I fucking love that.”
I slid my hand over his jeans and felt the straining bulge. “Watching you in the classroom makes it hard to focus. But watching you play tonight, it did things to me. It wasn’t the teacher version of you, the one hiding who he really beneath the surface. It was raw power on full display. It was you. The real you. I was wet before the final buzzer sounded.”
His beaming blue gaze met mine and was full of something I couldn’t name. Gratitude maybe. Mixed with attraction or maybe adoration. It was a look I wanted to see every day forever.
But I knew that wasn’t in the cards for us.
Despite the connection I felt, that I now knew we both felt, I was still just a high school student, messing around with her teacher. I’d heard stories of those girls before, and everyone called them sluts.
In my head, I’d always thought those guys took advantage of impressionable, young girls. But I didn’t feel taken advantage of.
I felt safe. Wanted. Protected.
Something else—something I wouldn’t dare voice aloud. But I knew that was probably hormones or adrenaline or plain old wishful thinking.
“Emersyn,” he said evenly, snapping me out of my trance. “Whatever you’re thinking right now, please stop. I can see it in your face. Your thoughts are hurting you. I don’t want to hurt you. I will never hurt you intentionally. I swear.”
I sucked in a breath of steamy air. “Just trying to process it all.” I touched him again. His rigid length encased in denim. “You need a release too.”
He grinned. “We’ll get there, sweet girl. When the time comes. Tonight was about you. Tonight I needed to give you that, to watch you get it, more than I needed.”
I realized for the first time how selfless he was. How unselfish what he felt for me was.
I leaned forward and kissed him gently on the mouth. Tasting myself on him and feeling relieved that it was a sweet, mild flavor.
“Thank you,” I said, because it was truly what I felt.
He took my hand and smiled. “Thank you. For giving that to me. For letting go and trusting me.”
I dressed with his help before crawling into the front seat. Once I was there, he buckled me in.
I laughed. “You’re taking this taking care of me thing pretty seriously.”
