《Knock, Knock》Thirty-four
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"You have 5 minutes to relax! I will be handing out the final soon. This class is an hour and 45 minutes long and there are 75 questions on this final. I expect everyone to keep their eyes to themselves and for there to be no talking" I smile towards my students.
A few of them groan, not feeling quite in the mood for a final. "You are not to turn over the final until I say so. Those who I see cheating will have 20 points deducted from their final."
I begin handing out the finals. Many students roll their eyes at the thickness. I didn't feel bad about this. History was one of the easiest subjects in school. Kids these days were just lazy. Before I can give further instructions a knock is heard at my door. I sigh and walk over, opening it, slightly expecting Mr. Rossen with a cheap threat.
Instead, I come eye to eye with sparkling brown orbs. Unintentionally I smile as I lean against the frame to take in her appearance. "What may I assist you with Ms. Kings?" I flirt. She smiles and shoves her hands into her pockets.
"Could I borrow a pencil?" she questions sweetly. I eye Casey with a frown, was she serious? "What class are you in right now?" I question.
She glances at me with wide eyes. "Uh, AP bio with Mr. Humphreys" she answers. "That's really far from my classroom. Are you saying no other teacher had a pencil for you to borrow? Am I the only one prepared during finals week?"
The girl clears her throat with a shy smile. "W-well I didn't check with any other teachers. I just immediately assumed asking you was the best-case scenario."
I shake my head, slightly disappointed with her actions. I push my door open to allow her entrance as I walk towards my desk. I open my drawer and pull out an extra pencil. I turn to her and hand her the pencil with raised brows. "Thank you" she smiles.
I roll my eyes and smile at her, shooing her away. She turns on her heel and exits my classroom, closing the door behind her. I turn my attention back to my students. "Alright, let's begin! You may now flip over your packets. I don't think I need to remind you, but please remember to put your names on your final so I can give you a grade."
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Though students were free to leave the school early due to the finals, teachers had to stay behind and grade. Sometimes I hate my job. I grab the huge stack of packets and exit my classroom. I head towards my best friends' room with a smile. At least I had a friend here to keep me entertained.
"Kath-- Ms. Howard!" I heard. I frown and turn towards the familiar voice, spotting Casey Kings. I stop in my tracks as she approaches me.
"What can I help you with Casey?" I question, feeling the weight of the packets on my arm. She digs into her pocket before pulling out a pencil and handing it to me. My frown deepens in confusion. "What is this?" I question.
Casey eyes me before speaking up. "The uh, the pencil you let me borrow this morning."
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I nod my head but don't move to take the pencil back. "Casey next time, don't come all the way to my class just for a pencil. I know you wanted to see me but this is finals week and you need to take everything seriously even if you're smart."
The girl glances down at the ground, "Y-yeah. Sorry, uh, that was stupid." I lick my lips before taking the pencil from her hands. She doesn't say anything else as she turns on her heel and walks away from me. I furrow my brows, she's been acting weird since Friday.
I enter the classroom. Emily was at her desk, already in the grading process. "Grading these finals makes me regret being a teacher. You know I could be doing something else right now," the woman lets out a breath. I nod my head in agreement. But as a History major, there wasn't much that interested me besides teaching.
"How are things with you and your girlfriend?" the blonde questions, her eyes never leaving her work. "Things are fine. We can't do much this week because of finals."
I frown in realization. This was probably the last week I could spend with Casey since I had a change in plans. I would be leaving the state Sunday morning. "I'm so ready for the break! Relaxation and family. What are you doing this year? Spending it with the girlfriend?"
"Uh no, I'm going back home this time" I admit. It grows silent. I glance away from grading the paperwork in front of me to Emily. Her blue eyes were on me in disbelief. She knew for a fact that my family and I didn't have the best relationship, so my answer surprised her. "What? Why?"
I clear my throat, "Nana is in the hospital. She's not expected to live past Christmas so I want to spend time with her before she goes." Emily frowns. "Do you need Soph and I to go with you? We won't have the kids anyways so it won't cost us much to go with..." I smile sadly towards my friend, "It's fine Em. I'm more mature than I was years ago, I can handle it." Conversation dies out and we continue grading.
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The week goes by in a flash, despite having to stay back every day to grade papers. I groan and stretch my limbs over my head. I was finally done grading, now all that was left was inputting the grades into the system. I knew it wouldn't take me more than an hour and a half to complete the task but I didn't want to be at the school any longer.
The atmosphere was draining. I gather my belongings and head out of my classroom. However, I'm stopped as a body pushes me back into the room. I frown as I glance up to recognize Casey Kings. "What are you doing here?" I question. The girl smirks and shakes her head, "I figured I'd come to see you before I leave."
"Leave?" I question raising my brows. The girl nods her head. "My friends and I are going to a family cabin for the break. We decided we'd drive there so we want to leave by tonight."
I bite down on my lip. I thought I'd have a few hours longer with the girl before I'd have to leave the state. I frown as I set my things down on the desk. "And also to get your number. We've known each other for a few months and I still don't have your number saved."
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I chuckle, "We didn't really need to exchange numbers since we live right next to each other." I bite down on my lip as the girl approaches me with a wide smile. She hands me her phone, which I take gladly. I place my number in her phone under the name 'Kathy'. I hand her the phone, noticing how much closer she was to me.
I smirk up at the girl as I pull her into me and planting my lips against her soft ones, savoring the moment. She pulls away and glances behind her to the opened classroom door. I let out a breath as I move her back. "I was heading home anyways, do you know what time you're leaving?"
I watch her curls bounce around as she shakes her head. "Then, let's get going, we don't know how much time we've got together."
The girl nods as she gathers my things for me. We head out of the school building, spotting Mr. Rossen on our way to my car. The curly-haired girl rolls her eyes. I knew she wanted to show her possessive side but we were still on school grounds, not to mention that would deem our relationship inappropriate.
Casey sets my belongings in the backseat and sends me a smile before heading towards her own car. I don't pull off yet as I keep my eyes trained on the dark-haired man near his car. Something felt off about him still being here. Especially since Casey was here. Once the brunette was in her car and pulling out of the parking lot, I follow in suit.
Once we get to the apartments, Casey and I enter my apartment. I don't let a second go to waste as I harshly push my lips against her own. Memories from Friday night resurface as I push the girl onto my couch and straddle her legs. The sexual tensions that had built up from that night to now were seeming unbearable as I removed my shirt from my body.
I reconnect our lips, fighting the urge to rip her shirt as I felt her warm digits on the small of my back. Her tongue invades my mouth as a moan fall against her lips. Unlike before, I was in charge of how this would play out. My hands move to her arms, pulling them away from my skin and pinning her hands above her head.
Casey bites my lip harshly forcing me to pull away from her. I suck on my bottom lip, tasting blood. My eyes cut at the girl, spotting a wicked smirk playing on her lips. I move my lips to her neck. Remembering the fact I wouldn't see her for a few weeks getting to me as I suck harshly on her skin.
The girl underneath me moans and grunts as I leave love bites all over her neck. Before anything could continue the sound of a ringing phone grabs our attention. I growl as I bury my head into Casey's neck, not wanting to stop this moment a second time around. I try to ignore the sound as I move further down. However, the noise doesn't stop. "Let me get it, that's probably them" Casey spits struggling against my grip.
I let her hands go and she reaches under her, grabbing her phone. I don't move off of her as she answers. I frown as I hear the voice on the line. "We're about ready to go, Casey," her sister says. Casey's eyes meet mine before trailing down to my topless body. "Are we leaving like right now? Because I'm busy."
The girl on the other line sighs, "You've got 10 minutes before the others start complaining. Use your time wisely."
The call ends and brown eyes meet mine sadly. "Sorry, again." However, I wasn't about to go weeks with built-up sexual tensions. I grab Casey's hand and force them past my waistband. My breath hitches once I feel her digits on my delicacy. I remove my hand and lift myself a bit so she could get better access.
Casey didn't move her fingers, causing me to glance down at her. Shock was written all over her expression. She couldn't believe my barbaric behavior. "Please Casey" I moan out as I suck my lip between my teeth. Realization falls onto her face as she nods her head. Her fingers press gently against my clit sending a jolt of pleasure through my body.
Another moan escapes my lips as she moves my bundle of nerves in a circular motion. She was teasing me. Casey sits up, wrapping her arm around my waist as her hand between my thighs moved deeper. I blush in embarrassment, knowing her fingers would be drenched in my juices. I press my palms against her shoulders to better balance myself as I feel her digits enter my core.
My nails dig into her skin as my hips rock against her hand. She adds another finger, causing me to suck in a sharp breath as knots form in the pit of my stomach. Casey continues her onslaught as ripples of pleasure shoot through my body. I feel her lips press against my breast, sucking on the skin harshly.
I let out a long moan as I feel my walls close around her fingers. I bite down on my lip, my fingers digging forcefully into her shoulders as the orgasm ripples through the pit of my stomach. Casey doesn't stop moving her skillful fingers until after I come down from my high. I lay my head against her shoulder as I try to catch my breath.
My mind was all over the place. I just crossed a line with Casey and there was no turning back. Casey pulls her fingers from my pants before bringing them to her mouth and sucking them clean. I blush and clench my jaw. Though I'd just came, I was feeling horny again. Casey's phone rings, once again ruining the mood. She sighs and answers.
"Yeah, yeah. I'm on my way" she answered before hanging up. I lift my head, not wanting to part from the beauty. Casey smiles before planting a tender kiss against my lips. "I'm sorry" she mutters softly. I nod my head, understanding the situation. I remove myself from the girl in disappointment. "I'll call you when I get there" she smiles before kissing me again.
I lean into her, savoring the taste of myself on her lips.
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