THREE

I've been sitting in my room for the last hour. Trying to understand what just happened with my teacher Mr. Canes. He kissed me, he actually kissed me. There was no one I could talk to about this. Not even my best friend Chris. I couldn't tell anyone. I keep touching my lips. My head could see nothing else but the two of us kissing. I remember him pulling away and just looking at me. He then apologized to me and walked off. He could lose his job over this, but I would never tell. In fact, all I could think of was I wanted to kiss him again. His lips were soft and he was gentle with me. He made my body feel a way that I have never felt before. He is everything in a man I could ever ask for. Oh my god was I actually thinking of trying to be with my teacher? He is probably losing his mind right now and will not talk to me ever again. I then realized I had his cell phone number from him texting me earlier. I pulled my phone out and looked at his text message. Should I send him a text letting him know he has nothing to worry about?

"I hope you're not overthinking this and worried something will happen. I would never say a word." I hit send and waited. It took a while but finally, my phone beeped.

"Its okay Brenda, I'm so sorry for acting like that and I have no excuse for my actions. There is just something about you. I swear your not the age you say you are." I just smiled to myself.

"Just please don't push me away." I hit send.

"I couldn't even if I tried." I could feel butterflies forming inside me. My smile wouldn't go away.

"Then don't."

"What are you saying?"

"I don't know what I'm saying. I just don't want you to push me away."

"If you have something you want to tell me, then say it." I looked at his message over and over again. Did I have something I wanted to tell him? Could I actually tell him how it made me feel? Or how I want it to happen again? What was I actually getting myself into here? I was getting really confused. Could I say nothing and actually go on like it never happened? Or did I want something to happen? Just then my phone went off again.

"I want to kiss you again." My heart was pounding out of my chest. That's when my thoughts went back to his talk he had with me. Was he talking about me? I fell back on my bed and placed my phone on my chest. What was I about to do? This was my teacher for crying out loud. I picked my phone up again and knew he was sitting there watching his phone.

"Where do you live?" I hit send and almost lost it. What the hell did I think I was going to do? I knew what the hell I was doing. I was going to run to my teacher and have a hot make-out session. Then my phone went off and I was actually scared to look at it. Looking at his message was going to let me know what the hell was about to start. My shaky hands picked up my phone and looked at his message.

"Meet me in the park by your home in ten minutes." I looked at the time and realized it was after ten. I was going to have to sneak out in order to do this.

"Give me twenty minutes." I hit send and got up to walk out to my parents who I knew were still awake. "Mom, I'm not feeling to good. I'm going to go to bed." My mother and father both waved their hands at me as they were too involved in their television show to care.

I just smiled and ran back to my room. I ran into the bathroom and had the fastest shower I have ever taken. I got dressed and climbed out of my bedroom window. I couldn't take my car so I headed out on foot. The park was very close to my house so my walk wasn't far. The park was dark and very quiet. I didn't see anyone there. I walked and wasn't sure if he was on foot or if he drove there, but I didn't see anyone. I pulled my phone out and sent him a text letting him know I was here. That's when a car pulled up beside me. He rolled the window down and told me to get in. I climbed inside and placed my seatbelt on.

"Did you walk here?" He asked me as he took off.

"Yes, I couldn't bring my car. I sneaked out. I had to leave my car." I kept my eyes on him while he drove. We pulled up to a house and he pulled the car into the garage and closed the door behind us. He turned the car off and just sat there for a moment. I bit my lip watching him. He laid his head back and closed his eyes. "Are you okay?” He turned his head and looked at me.

"Are we crazy?" He asked me and all I could do was nod my head at him.

"But do you really care?" I asked. He snickered some.

"I guess not." He said. I undid my seat belt and moved into his lap. This time I kissed him first. He felt amazing and his hands went up the back of my shirt as he brought me closer to him. Somehow he was able to get out of the car and carry me inside without breaking our kiss. We were all over each other and I had no idea how far this was going to go. Was I ready for this? My brain was thinking at the moment. All I cared about was him. He laid me down on his couch and was now on top of me. He stopped kissing me and placed his forehead against mine. "I have wanted you since the first time I laid eyes on you. This is so wrong." He whispered. I wrapped my arms around him.

"I don't care," I said shaking my head at him. His eyes were full of lust and I knew he wanted me as much as I wanted him.

"How far do you want this to go, Brenda. Is this just a one-time thing? Because I don't know if I can do that." I just looked at him for a moment. I didn't really think about that. I mean I wasn't really thinking about anything rational at the moment. He sat up when he saw the confusion on my face. "Branda?" He said.

"I don't know Dalton. I haven't really thought about that."

"I don't think I can just sleep with you and then go on as nothing has happened." I sat up and moved closer to him.

"I don't think I can do that either," I said to him. "But I also don't want to cause you any problems." He looked down at me and kissed me again.

"I think we are past that already." I just sighed to myself. He tilted my chin back up and kissed me again. "God I think I'm already loving your lips." I closed my eyes and wrapped my arms around him again.

"I don't think I'm going to get tired of kissing you. Dalton, I need to tell you something." I said to him and he looked me in the eyes. I have never been with, I haven't ever had sex." His eyes got huge.

"What? really?" I couldn't really read his face.

"I'm sorry, I just haven't ever wanted to."

"Please don't be sorry about this. I just thought with who you are, that you have."

"Who I am, what do you think about me?" He got a huge smile on his face.

"That's not what I meant Brenda. I just meant you don't act like a teenage girl. You act like a grown woman. I just kind of thought you had sex before. This only makes me want you more." He cocked his head at me for a moment. "Do you want to sleep with me?"

"Yes," I said. His eyes got big again.

"Really? Why me?" He asked me and I really didn't have an answer for him. No one has ever made my body feel the things he does. My body is calling out to him. "Fuck it, come here." He said, and I went into his arms. Our lips locked and he pulled my shirt up over my head. I was unbuttoning his shirt as fast as I could. His chest was covered in tattoos and his muscles were amazing. My lips started to kiss down his chest. His soft moans and rough growls were driving me wild. He picked me up and I wrapped my legs around him. He took me to his room and laid me on his bed. "Do you really want this?" He asked me and I nodded my head at him.