All Chapters of The Teacher's Obsession: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

"You know what I mean. I didn’t,” Jace sighs. “Jace is still banging his girlfriend Charlene. And his colleague Arabella. And the strippers from last night,” Esme says loudly. Jace sighs again, deeper this time. “I’m surprised Jace hasn’t had sex with your baby sister, Mason. Every guy who comes into our house tries,” Esme says to him. She sits in his lap, and he wraps his arms around her, making it look rather uncomfortable and cramped. I know what she’s doing. She’s planting a seed in Mason’s head. “Maybe we did,” I say with a shrug, still idling on the side of the road. “Shut up, Li. You guys haven’t been alone a single moment,” Mason grumbles. Not entirely true, but I keep that to myself. “You seem awfully interested in Norali and me, Esme. Got something to say? Do you think we’d make a good couple?” Jace asks, turning toward her. “You’re practically putting the thought in my head.” Mason sighs and looks at the ceiling. “Can you just drive, Li? I want to go home and have

I hear the boys’ footsteps before they appear, and then Ramon plops down beside me. "Darling," he whispers in my ear."Don’t annoy me, Ramon," I reply, already feeling the fatigue of his presence. Jace's face remains set on thunder as he looks from Ramon to me and sits down next to Ramon with his wine in his hand. Ramon has already poured a new one. I share two seconds of eye contact with Jace before I drop back against the couch. Mason puts on a movie, and of course, it has to be a horror movie. He throws blankets at us, and I snuggle in with Hannah. Ramon tries to get in, but Hannah harshly kicks him away and then settles back with rosy cheeks. She winks at me, her smile mischievous. She's definitely planning something. The movie begins, but my attention is elsewhere. Hannah leans in, lifting the blanket over our heads, her grin widening."If you get any perks from sleeping with the teacher, think of me, okay?" she whispers."Hannah!" I whisper-shout, kicking her leg under the bla

"In the bathtub?" Jace asks, grabbing my waist and trying to pull me closer. But since I’m lying the other way, he can’t manage it without waking Hannah. I can feel his frustration. "Yes," I say, pinching the underwear a little higher, teasing. "Well..." I swallow, hesitating. "I might have been... touching myself when I sent you that picture," I whisper, my cheeks heating up. I'm not exactly lying. I did try to touch myself, but it didn’t really work. It wasn’t much fun. Still, I did think about him. And I need my underwear back, ASAP. And I do often think about having sex in a bathtub or hot tub—it’s kind of hot. Jace groans, dropping his head lower. "Fuck. I’m going to give you the biggest bathtub you’ve ever seen." His hand slides up to my shoulder, slipping his fingers under the strap of my dress. I quickly grab my underwear, balling it up in my fist. "Will you join me? Will you teach me?" I ask, feigning innocence while hiding the underwear under my legs. The focus in me

And then we hear the creak of the stairs. Panic shoots through me, and I instinctively push against Jace’s chest. “No,” he growls, stopping me. “We’re not stopping.” Someone knocks on the door, making me jump. Jace's hand leaves my neck, and he quickly covers my mouth as his fingers stretch inside me, making me groan against his palm. “I’m busy! Just a few minutes!” Jace yells toward the door. My hand remains flat against his chest, and I can’t help but marvel at how warm and smooth his skin feels. Another wave of pleasure hits me, and Jace looks down at me with a knowing smirk. “Alright!” Mason shouts from the other side. Oh no. I’m going to— “Yes,” Jace says, almost proudly. I become nothing. If I could scream, I would, but Jace’s hand muffles any sound. My hand slides up his chest, nails digging into his shoulder as I cling to him, lost in the sensation. My eyes close as I put my head back against the cool glass door. My body hums with pleasure, muscles between my legs tigh

So when Wednesday rolls around and I’m dressed in my favorite high heels and a short, wavy dress under my long cream-colored coat, I feel nothing but confidence. Some of it is definitely faked, but I firmly believe in “fake it till you make it.” The first few lessons drag on. I have Jace last, and I’m extremely thankful for it. That gives me a break before I face him, and I’ll definitely use that time wisely. My hair is styled in soft curls, I’ve shaved, and my favorite perfume lingers in the air around me. The new high heels I treated myself to are the cherry on top. When Hannah saw me this morning, she rolled her eyes and immediately took on the role of protective friend, especially when it came to Connor. “Do you need more than 15 minutes?” she teases when our last lesson ends. I give her a playful shove and grin as she eyes my outfit. "I just want to see how he reacts, Han. I’m not going to sleep with him," I say with a sigh. Just giving a taste of his own medicine. “Yeah,