This is ridiculous,
Ishouldn’t be thinking about him. Escrunched up my nose as looked at myself in the mirror. Justin. I bit into my lower lip, shaking my head I could remove the sounds of his pleasure grunts beside my ear that day.
Tripped my eyes away from my reflection, ashamed.
Letting out a breath, I brush a comb down my hair and went to pick up my bag for school. However, as hurt the strap over my shoulder, a surge of nausea crawled up my throat.
I am not stupid. I’ve noticed the signs and noticed that this has been happening to me frequently. But I didn’t want to think about it much. Not when i what I think is happening to me right now could ruin Justin’s the further.
A brief flashback of the last words we spoke plunged into my head
“Dammit Kristinal” Justin growled, pulling out and ripping the condom off his dick. My thighs are still trembling and he’s looking down this dick in disgust.
My heart clenched.
He ran a hand through his hair, letting out so many curses that I had to clench my eyes tightly and swallow. “I’m sorry fuck!” He hissed while tucking himself in while pacing the room.
He looks disheveled because I had made him that way, but what makes me worried is the wild” fucked up look he sported. Regret.
And I can understand that. Even though my heart hurts and my belly coils, I understand that
“shouldn’t have,” he spat.” took advantage of
“You didn’t,” I whispered, finally pushing out words through my closed mouth. I sat up on the desk, fixing my skirt, my eyes unable to see the regret in his so i didn’t look at him.
“I’m sorry,” I whispered, my voice breaking. God this was hard. Tears welled up in my eyes, fogging my vision however saw the way he was looking at me and it tore me apart more.
A sob so strong shook my chest. “I came onto you and
My voice broke and all I want to do was run away and not look back. I’m still so sore but I beg you I’d be able to run so quick without an issue if i could find a fucking backbone right now.
“I could have pushed you away,” he groaned, running a hand over his face.“In fact I can’t even tell who kissed who first,” he winced. “I know is this should have never happened and you should not have lost something so precious to you to me”
I swallowed. Would it be crazy to admit that I do not feel an ounce of regret?
Justin was my dad’s good friend son so we knew each other a bit. He was always closed off and his aura was always dark which never mvited others to chat with him well, except for women. Because even with that dark aura, Justin was very and I mean very handsome.
He was twenty six and had been single for years. Well, this was what his mom had mentioned to my mom a few weeks ago.
can’t say Justin and are friends, can’t say we hated each other either. What patre, were just two people who knew each other.
However, things started changing when he started working here and became my art teacher. I started noticing that he picked on my art more, and gen that it was shitty knew he had every right to pick at it. But mine wasn’t the shittiest and he didn’t seem to pick on those that were shittier,
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Chapter 95
And then before I knew it, I grew to resent him. Resent the way his grey eyes darken when they saw me. Resent when he let some of his hair grow on his face to create a light stubble.
Resent how his lips were so red and plump.
Resent how his blonde hair looked so tousled and messy. Resent how he only seems to hit that corner of his lips in a smirk whenever i am around.
Iresented his scent too. That spicy manly scent that made some weird fluttering feeling in my stomach to rouse. I hated it all. With a passion,
Resent. Until recent turned into like and like turned into want and want turned into some burning passion didn’t know if it would consume me or bu
out.
However….I found out it did burn. It burned so fucking bright he took me on his desk like a mad man who had been out of jail and had never seen a woman for decades. But as quick as it burned it sizzled out.
“This shouldn’t have happened Kristina,” his eyes are red as though he was about to cry and I have never seen a grown man cry before except for my dad. It gutted me.
“You’re underage. I’m your teacher,” his eyes widen as if he had just realized how screwed up with just been “Fuck!” Heissed. “For Sucking Lake I’m screwed.” He begins to pace.
“They won’t know,” I whispered, watching him pace. At this rate, he’d make a permanent foot marking on the floor wont bell anyone. This can stay between us. No one has to know.”
The least I could do was ease his mind before ha actually went mental. I didn’t want him to lose his job or be disgraced because of me. Not when wanted it to. And God did I want it too.
Justin stopped placing and looked at me, his eyes searching mine. “This will stay between us?”
inod, swallowing.
He sighed, nodding and ran a hand through his hair. “I’m sorry again Kristina. There’s not enough apologies I could give you for what I’ve done. I’ve always been a fuck up but this time I went too far. I couldn’t control myself and hurt you.”
I licked my suddenly dry lips, reddening “I wanted it too you know,” I whispered. “It’s not like you forced me,” burn brighter. “I begged for it”
He looked away, his Addams apple bobbing “And I could have said no.” He shook his head as il disgusted and turned to the door, not looking at me. “Let’s forget this ever happened. I’m sorry Kristina.” He wordlessly head for the door and some part of me wished by
But he didn’t.
And I am so stupid to
id to have wanted more even though I know it was forbidden.
AD
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