The Good Student (11 page)

"There's more I want from you tonight, baby girl." He wanted to claim her, all of her. She was his now. Regardless of the consequences, he couldn't walk away and prayed she felt the same way after tonight. Kaya would give his life meaning. He'd have someone to come home to at night. He'd love her, mentor her, share everything with her. Hayden wasn't a complicated man, but he did have needs, both physical and emotional that demanded to be met. "Tell me, Kaya. Can you feel your little pearl tingle when I spank you? Does the vibration make your pussy wet?"

Smack!

"Yes!" she cried out, wriggling beneath him. He leaned over to his night table drawer and pulled out a tube of lubricant. It was still safety sealed.

He lubed his finger and trailed the digit down the seam of her ass. When he reached her virgin entrance, he carefully pressed his finger inside her. "Relax. Remember I'll never hurt you."

With his free hand he spread her ass wider apart, savoring the illicit sight. His fantasy girl was handcuffed to his bed, her luscious body sprawled out for his amusement.

He eased his finger out and lowered the length of his body over her back, keeping his weight suspended over her. "Are you afraid?" he whispered in her ear.

"A little. It'll hurt."

"Just for a minute. You have to be a brave girl for me." He kissed her neck, smelling her sweet shampoo. So feminine. Hayden wanted to take her anal virginity, to make her his completely, but he didn't want her afraid of him.

He released the latch on the cuffs and her arms dropped free. He rolled them to their sides so they faced each other. She ran her hand around his shoulder and down his arm, squeezing his biceps.

"I trust you," she said. He believed her and took it as a great responsibility.

"I'll never make you cry, Kaya. I promise you that." His words went far beyond mere physical pain. Some boy had hurt her in the past and he would never do the same. He could see the future when he looked into her dark eyes.

She nestled her head in the crook of his arm as if seeking asylum from the world. He would protect her, be everything she needed. Kaya kissed him, a sweet brush of the lips. All the logic he'd taught his students over the years didn't apply to him right now. At forty-two, Hayden Taylor was certain he was in love.

He shifted to his knees and swung her body around on the bed, his arm around her waist. Hayden kissed her back. "You ready for this, baby girl?"

"I want to feel you inside me." Her voice was husky, the scent of her need surrounding him like a living force. She was insatiable. The perfect match for him.

He lubed his cock and the fingers of one hand. First he stretched her. She'd take him easily with her body so limber and ripe, but the first time was always a challenge. He wanted her experience to be a positive one. Once again, he was her teacher. With two fingers, he delved into her tight entrance, scissoring his digits to loosen her anal ring. She was brave, only tensing slightly. He loved the fact she trusted him, looked to him for comfort and security. His ex-wife was so dominant and independent, he missed that feeling of being a man caring for his woman. Kaya made him feel like he could conquer the world.

"This will feel tight at first. Just push down against me." He replaced his fingers with the head of his cock. It was difficult to maintain the level of control necessary to ease in slowly when his cock had never been so hard. Her tight ass was heaven around his erection. He was overly lubed to ensure he didn't hurt her as he slid into her. Inch by inch he filled her to the brink. Her breathing was heavy and labored, her muscles contracting around him.

He reached around and teased her clit, not moving his cock to give her time to adjust to the intrusion. Her hands clenched the silken coverlet, her blonde hair spilling forward, a contrast to the dark sheets.

"You drive me crazy, Kaya." He started slowly, pulling out and thrusting in, creating delicious friction. She accepted him, wiggling back against him as he worked her body.

"More," she cried. He massaged her clit while fucking her ass, determined to bring them both to a mind-numbing peak.

When she finally detonated, he could feel her spasm around his erection. She cried out, screaming his name loud enough to alert the nosey neighbors. He didn't care. Her release initiated his own.

"Shit," he muttered. Hayden gripped her hips as he fucked her. His release was literally blinding, going on and on until he was completely drained.

They collapsed beside each other, the only sound their heavy breathing. He ran his hand over the curve of her back, sweat glistened and overheated. This beat an evening of sitting alone watching television. How could he go back to his old life after being given a taste of paradise. Originally he'd doubted seeing Kaya at all because his career was at stake. Now his greatest fear was losing her.

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The following week at school went by without a hitch. Hayden rarely looked in her direction, when he did so frequently before they started dating. He called her at night and they often talk for hours. She'd spent another night at his condo. They'd ordered pizza and watched movies on the carpet in the livingroom, and then made love in the same place.

By the time Friday came around, she was desperate for Hayden again. Kaya couldn't stand seeing him all day in class, but not being able to kiss, touch, talk.

"It's not enough." She walked along the hallways absently, wishing she could make their relationship more concrete. "I want it all. I've never been more serious about anyone."

"What about lover boy Eric? Remember how you mourned for him not too long ago?"

"That was different. I didn't love him. He just hurt me by dumping me and bashing my feelings. Hayden's the one. He's a real man, so deep and layered."

"Remember the rules, Kaya? No creepy Taylor talk when we're together. It's gross."

She knew Hayden had his lunch hour now. As much as she'd love to sneak away to his office, she wouldn't desert Cynthia. She'd just have to be patient until she got her teacher alone to herself again.

"Is that what they're calling it now," said Cynthia, rolling her eyes. "Go ahead, Kaya. I'll see you after school."

"Thanks."

She followed Mr. Taylor around the corner at the end of the hall. He unlocked his office door and she followed him in. All her lusty feelings came back once they entered. She hadn't been in his office since they shared their first kiss.

He turned around, his eyes intense. "This is a really bad idea, but I couldn't stay away from you." Hayden hooked an arm around the small of her back and pulled her against his body. "It's been killing me to see you so close but have to pretend you're just a regular student."

She stroked along his smooth-shaved jawline. "What am I, Mr. Taylor?"

"Everything to me." He kissed her. She'd craved that kiss since they were last together. Her feelings for him only continued to grow, never faltering.

"When can we be together?" she whispered as he kissed down her neck.

"Soon. You only have one more semester until you graduate. Then nothing can keep us apart." His hand cupped her rear, pulling her against his erection. She wanted him so bad and couldn't wait until there was nothing standing between them.

She wrapped her arms around his neck.

"I want to wake up beside you." She reached up on her tiptoes and kissed him on the lips. He reciprocated until she was so lost in his taste that she didn't hear the door open, just a resounding thud as it closed.

By the time she left for her third period, her nerves were coiled tight. They'd bounced ideas off each other, finally hoping a student had accidentally knocked the door with their backpack. She hated seeing her usually carefree Hayden so stressed out. It would be her fault if he got fired because she was the one to push a relationship on him. Kaya had no doubt he would have kept professional indefinitely if she hadn't pursued him.

"You look like you've seen a ghost," said Cynthia as they entered the classroom.

"It's bad. I can't talk about it now, though."

They had to plan for the worst just in case. Kaya thought is was stupid to punish Hayden. They were both grown adults. As long as they kept professional in the university, their private lives should be their own business. But that wasn't going to happen. She'd leave the school before Hayden got fired, but they would probably want to make an example out of him anyway. Her mind was a mess.

"Taylor do something?" Cynthia whispered.

"Nothing like that."

She couldn't ever remember what was discussed during class, her mind elsewhere. It all passed by in a haze until she noticed all the students moving around her desk like a rock in a stream.

Cynthia had already left for her last class, leaving Kaya alone. She moved like a zombie through the halls. One moment she had it all, feeling on top of the world. Now she could lose everything in a heartbeat.

"I was thinking. You've had more time to settle in around here. How about that date now?" He stretched out an arm against a locker to bar her path.

"What are you talking about?" She wouldn't look him in the eye. Did he catch them or were they that obvious? She didn't think she stared at her teacher any more now than she always had.

There was nothing she could do to guarantee he'd keep his word, so she had no choice but to go along with his ultimatum. She gave him her number and weaved her way into the crowd to escape him. Kaya didn't want Hayden to get in trouble. Maybe it would be best to stay away from him, pretend he didn't exist. Wishful thinking.

On the way out of the school after her last class, Kaya saw Mr. Taylor in the hallway outside of philosophy. She yearned to go to him, to find comfort in his arms, to allow him to make everything better. But in this case, he had no power. She had to make things right.

She got in the passenger side of the car when they reached it. Once Cynthia was beside her in the quiet interior, she turned to face her.

"Can we just go home?"

"No. First you want to talk about something important in private, and now you're fine and don't even give Taylor a second glance. What's going on with you?"