Forbidden Ch. 02

Her teacher?! He was her fucking teacher! She sat at a desk near the back of the room and kept her eyes on the floor. Her fucking teacher?! She had really got herself in the shit this time!

The clock slowly moved round. His eyes strayed to her exposed cleavage and tanned legs in her short skirt, staring down at his left hand he felt the rush of guilt come back. Finally the bell rang and he dismissed the class.

"Annabella? Could you stay for a minute please?" Her heart sank, she stood by his desk, her hands folded in front of her still looking at the floor. Lucy had stayed behind trying to lure him into a conversation, he sighed with frustration and ushered her out. "Well that sounds very interesting Lucy, I will continue this with you tomorrow."

"You promise sir?" He rolled his eyes and nodded.

"I promise, now off you go." She skipped out in a swirl of perfume and a click of heels, Bella still kept her eyes on the floor, her face burning as he watched her from his desk.

"What are you doing here?" She said nothing her nervousness rising in her chest. "I said, what the fuck are you doing here?"

"I go here now, my transfer came through yesterday morning." She turned to the door, her whole body trembling. "I'm sorry, I'll leave." His large calloused hand wrapped around her wrist and pulled her around to face him, his free hand wrapped around her delicate throat and pushed her until her back hit the door.

"How old are you?"

"Eighteen." Her voice shook and her eyes searched his face in a panic.

"Shit," he ran his hands down his stubbled face. "I'm almost twice your age." Her eyes were fixated on his left hand, a look of horror on her pretty face.

"You're married?" He looked down at the simple silver band as though seeing it for the first time. He nodded. "Why didn't you tell me?"

"Why didn't you tell me you were so young?!"

She pushed herself away from the door anger dancing in her eyes. "You never asked!" Her eyes dropped back to the floor and her chest rose and fell quickly with her breathing. "I'm sorry."

"Don't be. It's my fault. I shouldn't have tried anything in the first place. I think it would be better if we didn't spend too much time alone though."

"Ok, well I guess I'll see you tomorrow sir."

"Good bye Bells."

She smiled slightly. "Bye Alejandro."

*

The next week passed quickly and without problems. She settled into her school life and he found ways of beating his arousal every time he saw her. Friday came however and she didn't turn up for class, he waited, worrying for the hour but she didn't show.

At the end of the day he packed all his work into the boot of his car, his mind stayed on Bella until he arrived at his cabin and felt a weight lifted from his chest. She sat on the floor her back against her car a lit cigarette in her hand. She wore a hooded sweatshirt which hid her face from him as he approached.

"You alright kid?" she said nothing. "You coming in?" She nodded. He unlocked the door and waited until she walked in in front of him, he moved towards her and gently pushed the hood from her face. He bit back a gasp. A large purple bruise flowered on her left cheek and a cut stood out against the soft pink of her lower lip.

"Holy shit kid, what happened to you?"

"I fell, I was in stupid heels and I fell."

"You fell?" He took a step towards her, crowding her against the wall.

"Yeah."

"Bells, did someone do this to you?"

She shook her head her eyes turning frantic. "No, I fell, please sir, I just fell." The title gave him a feeling of power and her breathy tone made his dick twitch in his pants.

"Fine, I believe you. Are you staying here tonight?"

"Can I?"

"You have to stay where I put you."

"Yes sir." Another wave of arousal hit him and he gritted his teeth.

"If I put you in the bed, you will stay there."

"Yes sir."

"You will not come to me and if I come to you, you will send me away. Do you understand?"

"Please sir." Her dark eyes were burning with arousal and her small body visibly shook.

"Do you understand?"

"Yes sir."

"Ok," he lead her to the bedroom in the back of the cabin, quickly he lit a small fire before standing and staring at her.

"You want some pyjamas?" She nodded slightly and he threw her a large t-shirt to wear, she looked unsure of what to do, so he motioned for her to begin undressing. Her eyes never left his as she pulled the sweatshirt over her head and slid her jeans down her smooth legs. She stood before him in nothing but pale pink lace underwear that contrasted against her tan skin and did very little to hide her large firm breasts, she slowly slid the t-shirt over her smooth exposed skin and watched him clench and unclench his fists attempting to refrain from touching her. He pushed her onto the bed and and tucked her under the sheets, her eyes gazed up at him begging him to stay but with all the strength he had left he left her in his bed alone and settled down for a very long night on the sofa.

*

Small noises coming from the bedroom woke him from his doze, he listened for a minute trying to work out what they were before giving into temptation and getting up. The sight that met his eyeshade him instantly rock hard and his breath catch in his throat. She lay on her back, her neck arched baring her throat, her plump bottom lip caught between her teeth, her kegs apart as her hand moved steadily under the covers, small moans and gasps escaped her lips and he watch greedily his body aching with need. Her yes fluttered open and caught sight of him, she let out a small shriek and her hand shot out from under the covers as she pushed herself into a sitting position.

"Shit, I'm so sorry, I didn't know you were awake."

"Don't stop."

Her face clouded with confusion. "What?"

"Keep going." She look unsure of what to do so he sat on her bed next to her, took her hand in his and moved it back to her pussy, he could feel from there how wet she was and clenched his jaw against his own need. Slowly he moved her fingers back over her clit and encouraged her to continue what she had been doing. Another moan came from her throat and her hips pressed upwards into his hand. He slid a finger into her tight pussy as she continued to frig her clit, slowly he began to move his finger in and out, fingerfucking her gently as her breathing became pants and she began thrusting against his fingers. Her free hand came down to his throbbing erection and stroked it gently through the tight boxers he still wore. He tensed at the first contact then groaned encouraging her to do it again. He added another finger and began sawing them in and out of her faster, her hand slid between fabric and skin until she held his hard cock in her small hand. Her eyes widened at how big his ten inches felt in her delicate grip before slowly running her hand up and down his shaft applying slight pressure making him groan loudly again.

He moved to lay between her legs and his free hand moved down her back until he held her perfect ass in one hand, his fingers teased the crease and her hips moved faster against him while her hands sped on on his cock and her clit, he removed his hand from her ass and brought a finger to her willing mouth. She pulled it in without hesitation and suckled obediently. Moving his hand back to her ass he slowly massaged her tight rosebud before working one finger into her. She cried out and went still as her body tried to accustom itself to the new feeling, gently he moved his finger in and out of her ass and pussy until she was panting again and her hands went back to their ministrations. He added another finger to her ass and she cried out again her hand now jacking his wildly as he felt his balls tighten at the same time her muscles began to contract. As her orgasm washed over her she opened her mouth to scream, he covered her moth quickly with his and kissed her deeply and she sucked on his tongue as his own orgasm came and he spurted rope after rope of come onto the belly. He rested his head on her shoulder as she moved one hand to where his jizz had soaked her and collected some on her finger, smiling slightly she put her finger in her mouth and sucked it clean. He felt another jerk of arousal in his stomach and pulled her towards his for another kiss grinding his hips into her.

He would worry about his guilt tomorrow.