• Another Level •

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{Y/N's POV}

[After what happened yesterday, I stopped all eye contact with Mr. Lopez. I can't believe he kissed me. But, now it was eighth period. Jesus. I walked past him quickly, taking my seat in the middle. I still thought about how his lips were touching mine. It felt so right, but it was so wrong. So WRONG!!! Class went by quick, so when the bell rang, I started to pack up my stuff.]

"Y/N, you don't have to help out later on today. I got it," Mr. Lopez said, depressingly.

[Something hit me hard, like I got hit by a bus. I guess it was regret. I really didn't wanna stay back to help him. So, when he said that, I was relieved. But now, I'm feeling some type of way. I ran and looked into the hallway. Everyone was gone. I shut the door and locked it. As soon as I stood in front of him, I yanked him by his shirt and kissed him. What the fuck was I doing?! I don't even know... Something is very wrong with this. He stood up and grabbed my hips. His tongue slipped between my lips to get to mine. I can't believe what I'm doing, but I feel.... Happy, in a way. He grabbed my thighs and put me on top of his desk. I pulled him in between my legs, while he moved his soft lips down to my jawline. Ugh, his soft, juicy, tasty lips. Why am I thinking like this?! This is crazy, we could get in trouble. But, I don't know. Some feeling was overcoming my paranoia. I think it was lust, or some shit. He groped my thighs tightly, pulling me towards him more. He put his lips on mine again, making me moan loudly. His hands felt up my skirt. His fingers grazed against my spot. But, he didn't pull down my panties. I moved his hands toward the hem of my panties, but he moved them back. Wow, he thinks I'm not ready, when I'm really not. All you could hear in the classroom was our heavy breathing. He put his forehead on mine. My lips touched his again, softly. Then, I hopped off of his desk and grabbed my bag. I walked slowly towards the door. I turned, just to see what he was expecting. He just stood and watched me. Oh, that look was so sexy. I hurriedly walked out before I did something to him that I'd regret later.]

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