He had my hands pinned above my head and a smile on his face. His hazel eyes pierced threw mine with a loving hunger I could only describe as lust. I went to touch his face, to brush hair out of his eye. He tightened his hold on my wrists and chuckled with a laugh so beautifully twisted I had to wonder if I hadn't made it up.
"Nope. Your not going anywhere." He teases. "Your mine......got it?" He began to kiss my lips softly, sliding down my chin and to my neck. He began to suck harshly on one of my soft spots making me bite my lip, trying to stifle a moan. A small noise slipped out. He stopped. I couldn't help but wimped at the lose of contact.
"You like that hmmm?" He chuckled once again, looking at me with an amused yet satisfied grin. "Y-yeah" "I'm sorry what?" He asks with another devilish grin. "Yes" I respond. "Yes what?" He growls. "Yes sir" I spit out.
"Good girl" he says before
"I said GET UP" a voice that's definitely not fra- mr.iero's call. Ugh. Not only did I have to get up and go to school but I just had a dream about my teacher. Here's to another great school day.
