Nothing will ever be the same again.
I pound my steering wheel, accidentally honking the horn. Girls turn, but I quickly duck down. I don’t want to be seen yet. I’m not ready. Gracie is out there, and I have to prepare myself.
There’s a schedule for today. The girls will check out the livestock—the cows, the chickens, the pigs—and then will have a short lecture from the farmers on how they run their farm and manage their produce. After that, there will be a picnic before we head back to school.
I wait in my car until all the girls have gone into the barn and then go into something like meditation. Deep breaths, muscle relaxation, and I force my thoughts to go anywhere but Gracie. Hiking, skiing, football. Literally anything but her.
Slowly but eventually, I manage to retreat to a manageable level of arousal that allows me to get out of the car and actually walk around.
But fuck me if it isn’t difficult.
I should probably be inside with the other teachers for the lecture, but I spot the farm store and go over to peruse the inventory. There are jams and jellies, eggs, raw milk, meat—
“Hey, you.” Gracie’s voice startles me, and I turn around to see her standing in the door, twisting a lock of hair around her finger. “I wasn’t sure you’d come today.”
I already did,I think.While thinking about you.
“Well, it’s my job as a teacher,” I reply, walking past her and outside. Her scent clings to me like invisible hands, and it takes everything I have not to turn back. “Shouldn’t you be inside? Learning about how the farm works?”
“Yeah,” she whines. “But it’s so boring. Don’t you have something more fun we could do? Somethingyoucould teach me?”
Her words stop me in my tracks. She’s not even being subtle, but it doesn’t matter. My blood is rushing to my center, and those urges I worked hard to suppress are rising up again. And quickly.
She steps right up to me, so close I can feel the warmth from her body radiating out. My mouth starts to water like the world’s greatest dessert has just been placed in front of me.
Her hair sparkles in the sun. Her wide eyes stare up at me, and I can’t stop my eyes from scouring her body.
Her skirt isveryshort today. I’d imagine one of the other teachers has already warned her, but I should do my duty and remind her. But just as I open my mouth to speak, a gleam off her inner thigh strikes me in the eye. And then I see it.
A tiny little trail of Gracie’s arousal, dripping down her soft skin.
My head starts swimming. My fingers twist into painful fists.
“You…you’re not wearing panties…”
Gracie shakes her head, a naughty little smile on her lips. “Why bother? You’re just going to steal them anyway, right?”
She gives me a little wink that nearly drops me. Without thinking, I snatch her up and pull her close. She’s not wearing a bra either, and her warm mounds press against my chest, adding fuel to the fire that is my burning desire.
I can feel her nipples poking through her dress shirt and grind my bulge against her thigh. “Feel what you do to me? You know what I want, don’t you?”
Her innocence shows itself as she nods, slightly timid and expecting.
The urge to kiss her is growing, like water raging against a dam as every doomsday scenario plays out in my mind. I should just quit, goddamn it. Quit Pine Hills, leave the state, and find a local football team to coach or something.
But as I slide my hand down the small of Gracie’s back and feel the slope of her plump, perfect ass, I know that’s not possible.
The dam inside me breaks, and I move in, enveloping her lips with mine. I kiss her hungrily, passionately, the urge to devour her riding high through my adrenaline.
Mine. MINE!
Her inexperience shows as she kisses me back, but that just turns me on more.I’ll teach you, sweet thing. I’ll teach you everything and more…
My tongue dances over hers, and I reach down, cupping the cleft of her tight little ass. Heat rages in my core. But that’s when it happens.
A door opens behind us, and I hear the chatter of high-school girls.
“Shit!” I gasp. There’s no time. They’re going to catch us and ruin everything.
