《Dear Heart... Why Me?》Chapter 16
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We stared at one another, our eyes not disconnecting once. The air heavy with lust and desire. I pulled my bottom lip between my teeth and slowly sucked it. Her eyes moved down and watch my mouth with lustful attention. Releasing my lip with a pop, her eyes move back to my eyes.
Slowly she retracted herself from me. Reluctantly I let her go, anticipating with what will happen next. She took a step, her eyes fill with panic, her mouth open trying to come up with the correct words. I dare take my eyes off her.
I was not the one that made the first move with kiss.
"Ummh... I think I should go" she stumble, hurrying to fetch her bag.
All I did was watch her become a nervous wreck. I watched her every move. She grab her notes and speed walk to the door.
'Please turn around, please turn arou..'
She stopped by the classroom door and turned around. She faced me, not saying anything. Her eyes held many emotions. Two standing out was the guilt and a bit of lust. Her mouth agape trying to speak and say the right words.
'Please say something, please say something'
She looked away from me and walked out the door not one word being said.
Slumping against the desk, i heave heavily trying to control my breathing. My heart beating fast against my chest.
HOLY SHIT!!! SHE FUCKING KISSED ME!!
I rubbed my hands against my face, wiping the sweat that formed on my forehead. I clenched my legs together trying to get rid of the throb.
Eventually my breathing even out, but the wetness between my legs stay there. Standing straight up, I collect my bag and finally left the school premises. I struggled to contain my smile and to jump up and down with giddiness.
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I made my way to my car, I felt like I was floating with happiness. Something so rare to me. Opening my car door my hand was suddenly pulled back. Turning around to protect myself, stopped when I saw who it is.
I heart race once again.
Ms Isaacs stood hold me hand looking nervous and anxious.
"Sorry for scaring you, I really think we should talk about what happen" she whispered as her eyes dart around the parking area.
"S..sure okay" i cleared my throat.
"Follow me with your car, I think it's better if we spoke in private and my home will be the best place" she let go of my hand and looked at me.
Nodding my head, that's all I could do. I was tongue tied, like what do you even say when your teacher invite you to their home after kissing you senseless.
"Good" she turned around and walked to her car.
I stood frozen in my spot. Finally gaining mobility, I got in my car and started it. My hands shaking on the steering wheel.
HOLY CRAP !!
Following behind her, my brain came up with so many possibilities that could happen.
One being she say to forget about everything.
Two she want to continue kissing me.
Three she kills me
Bahhaha, just joking..... maybe.
We entered a modern looking neighbourhood, the houses were big and looked so beautiful. I'm guessing she is rich.
She slowed down her car, stopping at a double story house. The house was grey and white. The house was insanely huge. The vibrant green grass stood beautiful against the lavender flowers.
I loved lavender flowers. It was also my favourite colour.
She parked in the driveway, while I pulled by the side of the pavement. Turning off the ignition, I checked my reflection in the mirror. I quickly fixed my hair in the mirror and add a bit of lip balm.
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"Deep breathe in and out Eva, you can do this"
"No you can't!!!!"
A knock on my window, shot my out of my pep talk. Turning my head, I smile awkwardly at Ms Isaacs. She had a smirk on her face.
She moved away as I finally open my door. I gape at her home. It is really lovely. It suits her well.
She walked ahead of me as I walked behind her. My gaze dropped to her voluptuous ass.
Lawd have mercy!!!
So big and round. I just wanted to sink my teeth in that as...
"Done staring, are you"
Look up, my face flush as I blush at being caught. Well that's embarrassing.
"Errrh, yeah sorry" I chuckled and scratch my neck awkwardly.
Smirking, she turn and open the door.
"Welcome to my home"
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8 186Blue Friday
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