Chapter Sixteen
Evangeline
Friday night loomsits ugly head over me, and I know I have to go to school. I can’t miss two nights in a row, and I don’t want Cole to ruin my dreams of becoming a lawyer.
After last night, when Secret left, I started thinking more about Cole. I’m not sure why I got so freaked out beforehand, but I’m an adult. I can do this. What we have is sex, and I’ve always been able to keep my emotions out of it.
The club has flipped all of my normal relationship thinking upside down and honestly, I have no clue why. It shouldn’t. I mean, I’ve had flings with a lot of people. I wouldn’t say I’m a slut, but I like sex and don’t do relationships. So there you go. Why I treat Cole any differently than anyone else I’ve had sex with is beyond me.
I enjoyed being with him, so there’s no reason to not have more. Knowing he’s my teacher could be fun, and who knows, maybe we can make the club work too.
I got all pissy when he stopped my kiss on the couch, but I spoke to Kamii, and he was right, rules dictate no sex on the couches. I guess that was my stupid head reading into things that weren’t really there.
I’ve decided I’m not going to stress. I’m not going to get all emotional, and I’m going to have a good time like I always do.
With a renewed sense of being, I walk into the classroom with my head held high. “Hello, Professor Spence,” I say as I sit in my seat.
“Angie,” he pauses, surprised I’m here and even more surprised that I’m smiling.
“I told you, it’s Evangeline,” I say, as I take out my laptop and give him a wink when I look back up.
A sexy-as-sin smirk covers his face, and I’m glad he’s catching on that I’m going to be okay with this little secret we have between the two of us.
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Class goes smoothly, and before he can stop me, I pack my bags and walk out the door. When I get to my car, though, I don’t leave.
He’s definitely flirted with me in class, and tonight was no different, except I can tell Charlie has caught on and that he’s not happy about it. He seems like a goody-two-shoes type and one who always follows the rules. If we’re going to keep this up, we have to be slyer since I don’t want Cole getting in trouble.
Once I watch the last student leave, I open my door and walk back in. Cole is just finishing cleaning off the board, and I close the door. The loud thud radiates through the room.
Cole jumps slightly when the sound hits him, but his tension fades the moment his eyes meet mine.
“So, Maverick.” I smile as I walk down the steps of the lecture hall closer to him. “Tell me, do you ever get carnal knowledge of a female in that bar?” I ask, quoting the movie.
He lets out a small laugh before walking to his desk and leisurely pulling the seat out to sit down. His hands fold over one another as he leans back, eyeing my every move.
Once I reach his desk, I walk around to the front, pushing myself up to sit in front of him. After kicking my shoes off, I place my feet on either side of his chair, spreading my legs to reveal the garter belt I have on under my skirt.
His eyes dance up my legs, and I watch his tongue slip out, licking his lips when his eyes reach his final destination.
No words are said as his hands slide up my thighs, teasing the lace at the top of my stockings before moving up and brushing them lightly over my panties.
“I was afraid I’d lost you,” he says as he pushes them to the side, running his finger up my slit.
“I didn’t get my fix last night, so I took a gamble,” I say, throwing his words back at him from the first day of class.
His lips tilt up in recognition. “Is that all I am, a fix?” His fingers penetrate me right as he says fix.
My head falls back, loving the feeling of his fingers inside me. When he curls them up, hitting me right on my G-spot, he growls, “Is this what you want?”
I lift my head to answer him, “God, yes.”
Our eyes meet and without our masks on things feel different. I can see him now, he feels more real, and this feels dirtier, sitting on his desk, in the middle of his classroom. I look over at my desk, and instantly, I feel the excitement rush over me like I traded one kink for another.
“Ah, you like that, don’t you? You like knowing you’re going to fuck your teacher?”
I bite my lip, nodding my head and grinding my ass down on his desk.
