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Page 10 of Extracurricular with Mr. Abbot

“Oh, baby, don’t you know,” he hisses, pistoning his hips and thrusting hard. “You’re all I’ll ever want.”

“More,” I cry out as he picks up his pace. I’m on the edge, and it’s only going to take a little more for me to detonate.

“Fuck,” he growls as his hands on my hips tighten. “I’ve missed you,” he confesses. “So fucking much.”

“I’ve missed you too.” I cry as his cock slides into me.

He slams harder and faster, his hips rotating as he drives into me.

“Come,” he growls, his lips pulled back into a snarl as he thrusts deeper and deeper into me. “Come for me, baby.”

I detonate, my body shuddering as my orgasm washes over me, my pussy squeezing his cock as I come.

“Yes,” he growls as he thrusts into me once more before he grunts out his release.

“So beautiful, baby, so fucking beautiful.”

I rest my head against his. Our breathing ragged. “We shouldn't have done this,” I whisper. “It’s taken me forever to try to get over you, and this is going to set me back.”

“I know, baby,” he says softly, his hands still on my hips. “I know. But it’s impossible to not be with you.”

“We have too,” I whisper. “It’s for the best.”

He pulls out of me, and I wince. He continues to hold me, not willing to let me go, I don’t take my arms from around his shoulders, I can’t. This is where I’m supposed to be. In his arms.

I’m not sure how long we stand like this, but as each minute passes my heart bleeds a little more. I hate saying goodbye, and this is exactly what this is.

He fixes his pants and gives me another small kiss, this one filled with so much emotion that tears spring to my eyes. “Bye, Erin,” he whispers.

I close my eyes, hating that we’re saying goodbye, but I know it’s the right thing to do. “Goodbye, Jared.”

The door closes, and once again, my heart shatters. God. I hate when he walks away.

But I love him. I really fucking love him.

I’m such a mess.

FIVE

JARED

One year Later

I grit my teeth as I watch the stupid jock lean forward and speak to Erin. It’s been a fucking year since I last held her. That I last had her. Even though the days have passed, I miss her. There’s no one else for me but her. I see her every day, I always find a way to seek her out, even if it’s just to watch her.

She spends the majority of her time at the library, she’s working her ass off, and I’m proud as fuck that she’s doing well in her classes. The woman is not only beautiful but also smart.

Having her in my class is torture, but I wouldn’t have it any other way. Erin and I may not be together, but that pull between us is still there. No matter how much time passes us by, we’re always going to have that connection.

I hear her husky laugh, and my gut tightens. Christ. I love that sound. But Christ, why is Danny constantly around her? Why is he always making her laugh? Are they together now?

I haven’t heard the rumors, and there’s plenty of them circulating about students and faculty members. Like when Anastasia and Professor Peterson got together, it was a shit show, but the man left that summer, and the two of them are happy and have a child together. Anastasia is back in classes and is working her ass off just as Erin is.

As the students begin to fill the room, ready for my lesson, my cell rings. I know immediately that something is wrong as it’s my mom calling me. “What’s happened?” I ask the moment I answer.

“It’s Megan, she had a fall at the playground. We’re taking her to the hospital.”

My heart seizes, and my palms begin to sweat. “I’m on my way,” I say through clenched teeth. “Is she okay?” I start to pack up my things, needing to get the hell out of here and see my daughter.


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