Page 45 of Her Forbidden Teacher

Me: I’ll tell you all about it when you get here.

By the time I hear a knock on my apartment door, I’ve changed into a T-shirt and athletic pants. I open the door and I’m reminded why getting fired was worth it.

Addison is a vision.

Always is.

You’d never know she was physically assaulted yesterday. Her makeup is flawless and her long blonde hair has been straightened to perfection. When I skim down to her exposed arms and legs, I finally see the damage that was caused.

She has a massive bruise on her thigh in the shape of the bat. There’s another one on her arm and her knees have small scabs from the asphalt.

“Come here,” I rumble, tugging her into arms.

She hops, indicating she wants me to hold her, so I do just that, holding her ass so she doesn’t fall. Our mouths meet with a desperate, needy kiss. I somehow manage to close the door before carrying her to my room. Within seconds, we’re naked and she’s pressed against me. I caress her hip, her back, her ass, aching to touch her everywhere. My cock is stone between us and leaking pre-cum. As much as I want to roll her onto her back so I can fuck her into oblivion, the need to make sure she’s okay wins out.

I move my hand to her face and stroke away hair from her eyes. “Missed you, beautiful.”

“Missed you too.” She smiles and gives me a slow, lingering kiss. “I’m afraid to ask why you’re home in the middle of the day, but I have my suspicions.”

Running my thumb over her cheek and then jaw bone, I let out a heavy sigh. “Got fired.”

“Really?” Her eyes dart back and forth between mine. “How come? What happened? Because of yesterday?”

I steal another quick kiss. “Nah. Mary Ellen ratted me out. And when Adam confronted me, because he was being forced to, I admitted it. I could have lied…”

“Why didn’t you?”

I smile at her. “I don’t want to hide this thing between us like it’s a dirty little secret. I’m proud to be your boyfriend. You’re beautiful, sweet, smart as hell. I’ve finally found someone who isn’t afraid or ashamed to love me. Why in the hell would I want to keep that a secret?”

Somehow, words turn into kisses, and then I’m inside of her, breathing heavily against her sweet lips. She moans and whimpers, fingernails digging into my shoulders as she begs for more. After taking our time, and we both have an epic orgasm, I fall against her, my softening cock plugging all my cum inside her. She lazily strokes my back, not bothered to move from her prison.

“What about Greenhouse Club?” she teases, pretending to sound sad about it. “What ever will Mindy and I do now?”

I lift up on my elbow so I can see her pretty, twinkling eyes. “Guess we’ll have to get some plants and bring the club to my balcony. I can order pizza.”

Addison strokes her fingers through my hair and smiles sweetly at me. “Did you love teaching?”

“The only part I loved was getting to see you.”

“Now you get to see me all the time,” she murmurs. “Seems like you won in life.”

I spend the next half hour between her thighs showing her she’s won in life too.

I’m oddly calm as I walk into the sleek business building a few days later for my interview. It’s strange going back to accounting, but it’s what I enjoy and am ridiculously good at. Unlike my old firm, I’ll make sure there are boundaries in place with my time. I don’t want to miss a second with Addison.

Speaking of my girl, I still can’t believe she set this interview up for me.

I have her on the forefront of my mind when a man clips my shoulder as he passes me. Then he turns around, stopping right in front of me and forcing me to also stop. As soon as I see his electric blue eyes and golden-blond hair, I know he’s a Monahan. The guy looks just like Addison, her brother Cason I saw on the YouTube video, and her father whom I’ve met at the school a couple of times now.

“You’re Theo Langford?”

I jut my hand out toward him. “You must be Rhett Monahan.”

His eyes narrow, but he loses some of the hostility to shake my hand. “We’re a small company here which means, if you get the job, I’ll be your direct boss. Got a problem with that?”

“Nope.”

“Come on, then. Conference room is this way. Dad is already there waiting.”