by Ella Emerson
“Do you trust me?” He leaned in and kissed me again, fully on the lips.
“Yes.”
“Good. Now get some sleep.”
The next morning waking in Levi’s arms was better than I could have imagined. We were wrapped together, in our own world. I never wanted to leave Paris.
I snuck back to my room after Levi left me with his sweet tongue action once more. I could never tire of his tongue or the way he made me feel.
Kerrie was still not there. Yet, Courtney and Mark were. They were passed out naked in her bed.
I went into the bathroom to shower before either of them woke up. When I came back into the room, fully dressed, Mark was sitting there staring at me.
“Where were you last night?” he asked.
“That’s none of your business. Did you and Courtney…”
He laughed as he stalked closer. “Yeah, jealous?”
“No, but I didn’t know you and her were an item,” I said.
“Get real Trish. It’s you I’m after. Now where were you last night? I came back here and you weren’t. Care to explain?”
I shook my head and stood my ground as he moved even closer.
“Whatever. One day Trish we will get everything between us figured out.” He left the room, never once trying to wake a sleeping Courtney still in her bed.
An hour later we were downstairs with the whole group, and Courtney never met my eyes.
“How was last night with Hunter?” I asked Kerrie as we ate our egg and spinach quiches in the hotel restaurant as Ms. D. talked about our last day in Paris.
“We decided to give it a go. We will visit and Skype as much as possible next year.”
“Good, I’m glad.” I smiled as I thought about how happy she appeared.
The next day blurred together as we boarded the plane to leave one of the most fabulous cities I’d ever experienced.
Arriving at the high school, we all unloaded our luggage from the bus. I took one last glimpse at Levi before I hopped in my car and headed home.
It had felt like ages ago when I was last home. I parked my car in the driveway. My father had had the car delivered to the school parking lot today so I would have a ride home.
I walked through the front doors and found Drew and my father on the couch.
“How was Paris?”
I leaned my back against the closed front door as I closed my eyes and all the memories of my trip came rushing back into my mind. “So good.”
“Why don’t you shower and relax a bit. We will have dinner in a bit and we can talk then,” my father said.
Shit. The talk, I’d almost forgotten. Yet, I remembered what Levi said. I would just show my father the new, more mature me.
My future was unwritten, and I wouldn’t know what this next year would bring me. Levi had said he was headed home, which made me wonder why he wasn’t staying in Georgia. Then it made me wonder where his home was.
I pushed Levi’s words out of my mind as I went to my room to unpack and shower the day of traveling off my body.
Although I couldn’t push Levi’s words from me. They held me prisoner with questions. How would it work once I went to New York, or Michigan depending on my father?
I wanted to talk to Levi, but as my father called for me to join him and Drew for dinner, I left my room.
We were eating meatloaf, all of us silent as we gazed around the table.
“Tell us of Paris, Trish.”
I spent the next half hour recounting my trip, minus my time with Levi. I spent most of the time talking about all of the fabulous shops I’d visited.
“Sounds like you had a great time.”
“I did.”
We finished dinner, then cleaned the kitchen. My father told me he wanted to speak with me in his office. I sat nervously, fidgeting my hands in lap as I waited for him. He came in the room and closed the door gently behind him. He rested against the desk and crossed his arms over his chest. On a sigh, he said, “Trish, I called Columbia. I have realized how important all of this is to you.”
My eyes bulged and excitement rose in my chest. “Are you serious?”
“I think you’re a smart girl. I’m sorry I pushed you so much. I just want you to have a perfect life.”
“Oh Daddy.” I hopped out of my seat and wrapped my arms around him in a big hug.
“Now go get to bed, you have school in the morning.”
“Thanks, Daddy.”
I called Kerrie to let her know the exciting news. She and Hunter were back together, and she was excited we would both be in New York together. I could see all of my dreams coming true. I still wondered about Levi and how he would play into my future, but as I fell asleep, I knew it would all work out.
The last few weeks flashed by in a blur. There was only one thing that stood out and that was Trish. Since we got home from Paris we’d found a rhythm to this thing between us. She spent many nights at my place letting me worship her perfect body. Although it was becoming more than just that. We’d gotten close on a different level and as hard as I tried to fight it, it seemed to be impossible. She somehow found her way into my heart.
Today was Friday and I knew the students were going to be only half here. They would be thinking about their plans for the weekend. So I was only giving them a short writing assignment to do in class. Since finishing Romeo and Juliet, most of them were all too happy to move on to Catcher in the Rye.
The bell rang and I hopped up on my desk waiting on them to take their seats. As it’s been the last few weeks, my eyes caught Trish’s and the fire inside me started to burn. “Good morning. Today we are going to keep it easy.” I was rewarded with a few smiles and I grinned, continuing, “I want you to write an essay on Holden, from Catcher in the Rye. Tell me what similarities you share with him. Do you feel like you connect with him because of his age, his idea of thinking, or maybe the connection he shares with his English teacher?” I glanced at Trish when I said the last thing, and she bit her lip to try and hide her smile. “Don’t over think your writing. Write what you feel. I’ll give you until the end of class.”
I walked around while they were writing, looking over some of the papers. Some of these students had a natural writing talent that I hoped they would pursue more of in college. When I walked by Trish I gave her a wink and she smiled, making my heart race.
The bell rang and they all brought up their papers leaving them on my desk. As always, Trish was the last one to leave and I looked at her in that short skirt and low cut shirt and my cock instantly hardened. I licked my lips when she bent down giving me a glimpse of her tits. “Trish, I’ll need to see you during your lunch.”
She looked at me with heat in her eyes because she knew exactly what I needed to see her for. “I hope I haven’t been bad,” she said biting her lip.
I stood up and leaned across the desk pulling her lip out of her teeth and leaving my thumb on it. “Oh baby, you’ve been a very good girl.” She sucked in a breath when I let my fingers slowly travel down to the hem of her skirt. “Get to class and when you come back here, those panties you have on better be gone.” Blushing, she left for her next class and I sat down with a hard-on begging the time to go faster.
***
Thankfully the day was going quickly and it was Trish’s lunch. I went to my classroom to wait for her, and the hard-on that I had finally gotten rid of came back at just the thought that she’d be here any minute. I couldn’t get enough of her. No matter how many times I touched her, tasted her, or fucked her, I wanted more.
She walked in trying to hide her smile and closed the door. “You wanted to see me, Mr. Wild?”
“Fuck,” I growled when she took on the role of an innocent school girl. I sat down in my chair and unbuttoned my pants. She was frozen in place watching my every move, and it spurred me on. I slowly pulled down my zipper and my cock jutted out, covered by my boxers. “Get your sexy ass over here,” I hissed and she complied.
She stood in f
ront of me and I leaned up wrapping my hand around her neck and bringing her lips to mine. The minute our tongues made contact we both moaned, and I pulled her onto my lap. I could feel the heat of her pussy on my rock, hard cock. Lifting her skirt, I ran my hand to her pussy and found that she did indeed lose the panties.
I broke the kiss for a moment as we heard a slam sounding from outside. When the sounds finally disappeared I looked into her lust filled eyes as I rubbed her already dripping wet pussy. “I fucking need to be inside you,” I growled and freed my cock, letting it rub against her. Pulling a condom out of my pocket I handed it to her. “Put it on me,” I demand and she took it from me with a shaky hand. I loved that after all this time she still got nervous.
Ripping open the condom she dropped the wrapper on the floor and slowly rolled it over my unyielding cock. It felt so good having her delicate hands on me that once she finished I lifted her up and let her sink down onto me.
“Oh God,” she moaned dropping her head back.
I reached around and dug my fingers into her ass pushing myself even deeper. “Ride me, baby,” I moaned out. She ground against me slowly, seductively, but it only made it harder for me to sit. I needed to fuck her good.
Standing up with her still on my cock, I laid her down on my desk and leaned over to kiss her. I thrust in deep and hard and she moaned against my lips, allowing me to swallow down every one. Pulling away I looked down at this perfect girl laid out before me on my desk, and I lost control.
I pushed up her skirt so I could watch myself fuck her. It was hot. Watching my cock ram into her soft, tight pussy while she lifted her hips meeting my every thrust. Seeing my cock covered in her essence and dripping onto my desk was sexy as fuck. “Baby, you feel so good and watching my cock go in and come out of your tight pussy is so hot.” I picked up my pace watching her tits bounce under her shirt as she gripped onto the edge of my desk. “Touch yourself.” She looked at me, a bit unsure. I reached forward and grabbed her right hand. “Like this, baby. Touch yourself and tell me how good it feels.” I guided her hand to her clit and used her finger to rub it. Once she understood I removed my hand and watched. “Fucking hot. Do you like touching yourself while I fuck you?”
Yes, oh God, I’m so close,” she almost shouted and right now I didn’t give a fuck because I was just as close.
“Let go, let it take over, baby. Come all over me,” I groaned and within seconds she shouted out her release as it tore through her body. I felt her pussy tighten around my cock, and I couldn’t hold out any longer. I growled out her name as my orgasm ripped me apart.
I helped her sit up and kissed her lips. We both smiled at each other as we gazed into each other’s eyes, burning this moment into our memories.
“I need to go, Levi. Lunch is almost over, and Ms. D will write me up if I’m late,” she said as I tucked myself back into my pants.
I helped her off the desk and pulled her to me, holding her as close as possible. My heart beat rapidly, loving the feel of her in my arms. I kissed the top of her head and pulled back just enough to see her face. “I’ll talk to you later, and we’ll figure out this weekend.” She smiled and nodded. I kissed her lips and let go even though I’d rather do anything but. As she turned to leave I grabbed her arm stopping her. “Trish?” She turned her head, and I grinned. “Put your panties back on.”
She giggled, but pulled them out of her purse and slid them up her legs. “Better,” she asked, and I nodded. “I’ll see you later, Levi,” she said and shook her ass walking to the door. Fuck, she was killing me.
Before she even reached it, the door opened and Principal Allen stood there with Mark. She looked at both Trish and I before looking back to Mark. Trying to move slightly to stand on the condom wrapper so she didn’t see it, she said, “Don’t bother, Mr. Wild.” Fuck. “Both of you come with me right now,” she barked.
Trish turned to me with pleading eyes, and my heart broke.
Walking out of the classroom Mark shot me a cocky smile, and I wanted to fucking kill him. That little prick saw us and ran to Mrs. Allen. I knew he was no good, and this was his way of getting back at me for telling him to stay away from Trish.
We got careless. After all that time in Paris we weren’t cautious enough, and now we’d been caught. Fuck, I shouldn’t have let my guard down, not even for a second, but I guess at this point there was nothing I could do. We were fucked.
We entered the office and Mrs. Allen demanded to Trish in an authoritative tone, “Wait out here while we call your father.” She turned to me and said, “My office, now.”
I gave Trish one last fleeting look, and the sadness and fear I saw on her face just about did me in. I took a deep breath and followed Mrs. Allen into her office. She paced her office, and I didn’t know exactly what to do at this point. It’s like she was choosing her words correctly before she even opened her mouth.
I stood in front of the closed door and waited. Finally, she turned to face me. “Sex with a student? In my school,” she yelled and I could feel the fury pouring off of her. “I don’t even know what the hell to do right now.”
I stepped forward a bit and said, “Mrs. Allen, if you’ll just let me explain.”
Her eyes nearly bugged out of her head and she moved a step closer. “Let you explain? Let you explain,” she shouted and turned on her heel away from me. “Levi, I don’t know if I should have you arrested or just let Trish’s dad handle you as he sees fit. Do you have any idea the repercussions of your actions? When Mark came to me, I couldn’t believe my ears, yet I walked in on the two of you alone in your classroom and you were trying to hide the goddamn condom wrapper.”
Fuck. This was bad, this was really fucking bad. I never meant for it to go this far, never meant for things to spin so completely out of control. I’d never wanted to kill anyone before, but I wanted to kill Mark in this moment. “I fucked up.”
“You fucked up? Really, is that what you think? You did so much more than fuck up. You took advantage of a student, you abused the power I gave you. You brought shame to this school, to this profession, and to Trish,” she hissed as she gripped her desk trying to contain her anger.
“I never intended for this to happen, you have to believe me,” I pleaded with her.
“I have to do a lot of things, but believing you isn’t one of them. It’s a damn good thing she’s eighteen or you’d be hauled out of here in cuffs,” she shouted and paced her office.
Not knowing what to do at this point, I just stood there and waited. Waited to see what happened to me, waited to see what the aftermath would be, and waited to see how Trish and I were going to heal.
“How long has this been going on? You’ve made a mockery out of my school,” she said looking out the window at the sun shining through.
“I’m sorry. I appreciate you giving me this job, and I never meant to make a mockery out of anything,” I said.
“The question is what to do now. You’re definitely fired,” she said a bit more calmly, but I could still see the anger in her eyes.
“The only thing I can do is offer you my sincere apologies. I never meant to take advantage of the opportunity you gave me. I don’t know what else to say except I’m sorry.” At this point I felt like I was pleading for my life.
“Shit! Levi, you’ve dropped a shit storm in my lap and it seems you’re just going to walk away from it. Keeping this out of the papers and managing the bad publicity is crucial at this point.” She dropped down in her seat and held her head in her hands. “Get the hell out of my school. Don’t ever show your face here again,” she said in a completely defeated voice.
I wanted to apologize again, but I thought at this point it was just prudent I get the hell out of here. Stepping out of her office I felt every eye on me, burning holes through me. I headed for the door, but I glanced over at Trish when I heard her sobbing.
She caught my eye and my heart shattered. “Levi,” she shouted when I reached for the door to leave.
> Turning my head toward her, I felt the full impact of a fist hitting me square in the jaw. “You took advantage of my daughter, you son of a bitch.” He went to throw another punch, but a security guard jumped in front of him. Reaching around him, he grabbed onto my shirt and said, “I’ll fucking kill you if you go near my daughter again and believe me I’ll know if you do. That’s not a threat either, you piece of shit, it’s a promise.”
“Daddy, stop!” Trish yelled and he turned his fury on her.
“You’re lucky I don’t kill him right now,” he hissed at her.
“Mr. Tess, Trish. Please come into my office,” Mrs. Allen called. Trish’s dad grabbed her arm and practically dragged her down the small hall to the principal’s office.
I stepped out of the office trying to keep my emotions under control. Walking down the hall to get my belongings, with my security escort, I thought about the last few months I had with Trish. Everything we shared would be etched in my memory for a lifetime, and I would think of her for the rest of my life. Knowing that I would never see her again was more painful than anything I’d experienced. My chest began to hurt and I rubbed it trying to relive the pain, but then I thought maybe it wasn’t my chest at all. Maybe it was the feeling that happened when your heart began to shatter.
Mark smirked at me the whole time Levi and the principal were in the office, letting me know he had caused all of this pain.
I was nervous to see my father, but as he stepped through the doors I didn’t even have time to explain.
“Trish, please tell me this isn’t true?” he asked.
“Oh it’s true,” Mark said, stepping closer to us.
The office only had a few students in it. The school secretary watched closely as she tried her hardest to pretend she wasn’t.
A few other teachers stepped closer as they tried to get in on the gossip as well, and my face reddened.
Levi stepped out of Mrs. Allen’s office, and his face appeared flushed. He seemed upset. His eyes caught mine with a worried expression, and I grew even more nervous as I thought about his future. I was sure he’s lost his job, but I didn’t know if he would go to jail or what.