JULIEIt was an hour-and-a-half exam and the whole time I felt that Mr. Taylor was standing over my head. After the distribution of sheets, I gave my full focus to the questions. Although I found some questions difficult, while doing them, they also became easy to solve. Accountancy is not that difficult. Plus, having Mr. Taylor on my head while doing the paper was not too easy. He was making me nervous — making me feel like he was watching everything. He was taking care of everything, seeing how I am solving the questions. At the third question, he rushed to correct me but stopped himself from doing so. I could understand why he did not rush to help me. He is a professor, after all. He cannot bias a student. But I smiled when I saw his restlessness for me. I felt special. For a moment, I kept staring at him, walking back to his desk and keeping an eye on each student from there. I was overwhelmed to know Mr. Taylor was wanting to help me. When he found I was not solving the ques
JULIE"What?! It's good news, princess!" My dad chirps, grinning at me.I grin, just like him. I jump on the couch and sit next to him. I am very happy right now. Mr. Winter's surprise was indeed mind-blowing. "Yes, dad!" I look up at him, adding, "But Jer isn't going with us." A small pout comes on my lips as I tell him further. His eyebrow arches up in surprise as he stares at me for a moment. He holds the remote to control the volume as he lowers it. He then turns to look at me so he can ask the question. "Why not?" "He got eighty percent and the tour is for the students who got ninety percent." "Well, I knew you'd do well with Mr. Taylor. He seems like a very good and understanding man. I saw it the day he asked me to meet him. The man is impressive." Once again he is willing to praise Mr. Taylor but this time, I am not against it. Even I, too, want to praise him. He is indeed a good man. My father saw through him, I wonder why I could not. Because you are not a lawyer? My s
JULIEI thought I was going to have an amazing trip but I think Ms. Hudgens was sent to ruin it somehow. I sat with Blue and Mr. Taylor was sitting with Ms. Hudgens. From my seat, I could watch them easily. They were having small conversations in the middle. Although Mr. Taylor is not as talkative as Ms. Hudgens, Ms. Hudgens talks a lot, so every minute she was pulling my attention towards her, troubling Mr. Taylor. Mr. Taylor was answering her politely as usual but when he covered his eyes with a sleep mask, I understood that Mr. Taylor was not at all interested in talking to her. By the way, I knew this very easily, so why could not Ms. Hudgens know it easily? I am very surprised. If she could not understand even this little thing, then I think she still needs to learn a lot. Well, I do not care anymore. I was agonizing at my place while looking at them, and could not sit properly even for a moment, but seeing Mr. Taylor, my jealousy subsided. Now I can breathe a sigh of reli
JULIE"Julie?" He whispers and swims back to the edge. He pushes himself up out of the water and then sits on the edge while I walk to him silently. I do not do it on purpose. It is like my body has its own purpose when I am around him. I am always hypnotized by him when we are together. Alone. "I was not able to sleep," I say, shrugging my shoulders, "so I thought about coming here. I wasn't expecting anybody here." Upon listening to me, he just passes me a smile. "Sorry to break your expectations then," he chuckles, telling me. I chuckle, crouching down near him. "How can you go inside the pool in this cold?" I utter, looking at him. I sit next to him, releasing a sigh when I do not find the place wet there. My eyes accidentally catch a view of his black shorts. He is naked from above as I noticed already. And suddenly his presence makes me feel super hot. I feel my cheeks burning up at the sight of him so I immediately avert my gaze away. Looking anywhere but him. "It's fine f
JULIEIt is like life has left my body before re-entering it with surprise. I could not believe until now that Mr. Taylor would ever kiss me. I have always looked at his lips from a distance and have praised them in my heart and mind. I have guessed their tenderness by looking at their pinkish glow from a distance. But now by touching them – with my own lips – I can feel that they are just as soft as I had imagined. Rather softer than my imagination. As soft as the snow of the first December, as cool as the weather right now, as luscious as my favorite food, and as responsive as…A moan escapes me when he sucks on my bottom lip before taking it between his teeth and tugging on it gently. I lose my breath and my hands fly up to hold his shoulder for support. I kiss him back with the same fervor. He growls into my mouth, making me shiver in his hold. My heart skips a beat at that erotic sound and I know I am summoned to it shamelessly. We open our mouths and my tongue meets him, pus
JULIEThe next day comes and I decided to ignore Mr. Taylor under any circumstances or cost. I have decided that whether there is a storm or a tsunami, I will not even look at him. He hurt me a lot yesterday by giving a strange, lewd answer. Yes, for me, it was a lewd answer. I hated it too much! Who would not? After kissing me, and giving me a taste of those plump forbidden lips, he said we cannot do it because it is wrong. Because I am his student and he is my professor, he said it is wrong. He cares but me…Care, my ass! I am too hurt to even think about it. Seeing me doing make-up at the moment, no one will understand that I am newly depressed, I am feeling very sad, but this is the truth. There are some people who are very fond of showing their sadness — their depressed faces. It has become a trend to post this on social media, to forcefully draw out tears until the mascara and foundation start scattering down together, mixing into each other and making you look horrible but
JULIEHis kiss was fascinating. It was full of emotions. It made me feel thousands of things at the same time, in the exact place. His lips were soft. He was possessive. The way he held me was so amazing that I could feel butterflies dancing in my stomach. I knew the sparks that erupted under my skin took the form of fire burning within me. He made me feel giddy and peaceful at the same time. I knew what I was doing yet I found myself lost in him, in his kiss, in his touch that set my body on fire. And at that time, I did not even care about how people around us were reacting as they saw us kissing but I knew for sure that I was loving, enjoying, and falling for every bit of it. But we had to pull apart. "Why did you stop?" "Is it a place to do this all?" "Well, right!" He said that because he looked around us and indeed we got almost everybody's attention there. But in my eyes, I found it too romantic to let it go at that time. Imagine yourself kissing your crush — the man of d
JULIEHe kisses me like a hungry wolf, sucking on my lips and then licking them gently. I do not lose my hold on his shoulders as I kiss him back with the same fervour. I tilt my head and so he does as we kiss each other, losing ourselves in that sweet moment. His mouth works urgently and I wonder what got him so restless that he does not stop devouring me this hungrily. I part my lips when his tongue pokes them. It enters my yearning mouth and then he explores it whole, breathing gently. I suck on his tongue, pushing mine against it. He sucks on it gently and I cannot help but moan at the sensation. Just that kiss makes me throb for him down there. As the heating and passionate kiss come to an end, he goes down on my neck. My eyes close half as his hot and skilled mouth goes down on it, sucking, nibbling and licking occasionally. I lose myself in his touch, praying for more. I tilt my head for him to have better access. He takes advantage of it and kisses the side of my neck. I c