All Chapters of My Teacher Is Mine: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Lydia's POVI ran out through the side door of the school, cool night air hitting my hot face. My legs were not stable and they were shaky like I had just run a marathon or been fucked into next week. I was sensitive to everything. Sensitive to the sensation of my skirt clinging to my thighs, sticky with him. His cum and my sweat. My aching wrists where his tie had bound them together.I put a hand on my chest to feel my heartbeat. It wouldn’t stop racing at the thought that someone could have heard us, heard what I have become in the span of a few nights. The memory of his growl echoed in my head. “My good little slut.”I shivered and closed my eyes, wishing that ignoring it would take it off my mind. But I was wrong. Night two, and already I was in ruins for him. The mere thought of it disgusted me and I wanted it again, the way I hadn't the first time.I reached my car, and my phone was vibrating in my pocket. I felt around for it, my fingers numb, my breathing still harsh. His n

Derek's POVI leaned against my desk. The school was quiet as it was past closing hours and I sigh as I glanced at the wall clock for the umpteenth time. She should be here by now.Night three of this twisted little game, and I was already in too deep. I just can't seem to get enough of her body no matter how hard I tried. The day had dragged, each second stretching, my patience declining by the minute and I knew I won't be okay until she's here. I was excitedly waiting for her already, as I know she's going to be here very soon. Lo, there was a creak at the door.My head jerked up almost instantly, and when I looked up, I saw her standing there, looking even more gorgeous than ever. Her cute red lips were parted and glossed, her green eyes illuminating, behind her glasses, and her short black skirt, perfectly sized, barely touching her thighs. She doesn't even hide that she had come dressed to seduce me. But this time, I noticed something else besides lust."You are late" I informed

Lydia's POVThe school was as quiet as a graveyard, the air filled with dust and the smell of old books. My pulse thundered as I walked in the empty hall, towards his office.Night four.I should have been afraid, should have headed the other way. But my legs was still on fire from last night's intimate session, the pain still fresh in a way that left me clenching them shut all day long. Every time I shifted around in my chair at school, I could still feel the lingering heat, the pain of bruised muscle, the recollection of what he had done to me.All that I had asked him for. And I was coming back for more. I got to his door and I held my breath as my fingers caressed the door handle. I knew he was waiting in there. Knew that he has waited all day long, just like I did. That space between us crackled even when we weren't near one another, and now, that space was getting smaller.I did not need to knock this time. I just went in, shutting the door behind me.He was already waiting lea

Lydia's POVI hung out on the bleachers in school the following day and had barely sat down when I felt my phone vibrate in my pocket. I pulled it out hurriedly and checked the screen.Mr. Hales: My office. Night five. I felt a shiver run down my spine and I pushed my lips in between my teeth, clamping it tight. Last night memories came flooding in again. How he bllindfold me and the way his hands roamed all over me. My body still pounded from how rough he had been, and I couldn't contain myself. I stuffed the phone into my pocket, jumped down from the bleachers, and ran inside. My skirt was short and tighter than usual. Just the way I knew he preferred it.The hallway was empty and the only sound in the background is a janitor sweeping in the distance. My chest was on fire as every nerve in my body screamed to get there faster.I got to his office, flung the door and stepped inside.His scent hit me right away. He smelled like fresh roses and I gulped hard as I shut the door behind

Derek's POVI walked into the classroom and every head in the class turned, following me till I get to the pulpit. I didn't even glance up from the stack of papers on my desk, already annoyed. The afternoon sun found its way through the window, mild, and illuminating the room just enough.A girl came in. Black hair, piercing eyes, and smirk plastered wide across her mouth.“Mr. Hales?” she said, her voice confident, almost cocky. “I’m Jess. Transfer kid. The rincipal said to sit in today.”Her bag hit the floor with a heavy thud, and she walked slowly towards me and leaned onto my pulpit, a very nice scent of vanilla perfume clinging to her. She didn’t look like she's up to anything, just grinned, eyes flicking over me like she was sizing me up.“Heard you’re kinda tough” she added, tilting her head slightly. “Hope that’s gonna be true.”A few students snickered. My jaw tightened, heat traveling up my chest. I hated disruptions."Sit" I commanded, my voice low, already done with her a