He shifted in his chair, cleared his throat and looked at the classroom clock. She glanced over as well. Only 10 minutes until the end of class! Chills went through her, thinking of what she planned to do.
The time passed slowly. Natalie twiddled her hair and tapped her pen against her full lips as she worked, darting occasional glances towards the teacher, wishing she could read his mind.
Finally, the bell rang. Chatter and laughter burst out over the class, chairs scraping as they left the room in a hurry. Natalie hung back, telling her friends she would meet them later. Mr Brooks hadn’t moved from behind his desk, letting the door swing closed behind her classmates.
‘Well Natalie, did you want to talk about something?’ His voice was calm but slow, as if he was choosing his words carefully.
Natalie walked up to the desk, breath fast, and tried to look him directly in the eyes. Oh, they were so dark, and looked back intently.
‘Yes Mr Brooks, I, actually, there’s something I wanted to say to you’. She stuttered slightly, hands jerkily smoothing down the front of her skirt.
‘Alright, what is it?’
This was it. She moved even closer to his desk until she almost felt the heat of his attention on her. Her heart was pounding in her ears, but she managed to blurt out:
‘Mr Brooks, I want you’.
They existed for a moment in frozen silence, eyes locked together. He barely moved, but she saw his hands tighten into fists on the desk, as if he was trying to restrain his movements.
In a boldness she could barely believe was her own, Natalie leaned over the desk, placed both hands on either side of his face, feeling the roughness of his stubble, and kissed him hard on the lips.
Electricity sparked through her body. It was her first kiss, with the sexiest man on earth! His lips were soft, and he smelled like musk and old books. Pulling away, she looked into his eyes, nervous, but his face gave nothing away.
‘Natalie. Come around the desk’. His voice had changed. It was low, with that steely edge to it.
She felt a pang of fear in her stomach. She was in completely unknown territory. What was going to happen next?
She walked around the desk to face him. As soon as she was close, he launched up from the chair, grabbed her by the neck and the waist, twisted her body away from him and pulled her down so she was sitting on his lap, her back pressed against his chest.
She gasped as she felt the hardness of an erection pressing through her skirt. His strong hand held her neck tightly, pushing her head back so that it rested on his shoulder. His other hand moved in front of her waist, pulling her closer to him. She was shocked and disorientated, completely in his control.
‘Natalie. You have to think very carefully. Are you sure you want this? If you say yes, you have to live with the consequences’. His low voice vibrated so close to her face now.
Natalie was confused, but the heat of his body was intoxicating her. ‘I do want it Mr Brooks’ she said breathily.
‘I’ve noticed you Natalie. You’re a good girl, but I can see that underneath, you want to be bad.’