'S POIN

. . . . . . . .

m, avoid looking at him, avoid thinking about him, but it's not that easy because each time

resses me, kisses me with hi

ing his way into my mind. But I won't act on my thoughts. I won't do anything, so that should be

But today it's Thursday, so I have one more day, then I'll have 2 days away from him, and that shoul

sure that he'll come because t

ted to fill the classroom, and,

smirk, and I roll my eyes, an

Ok, again. Avoid looking at him, and repeat :

on his chair, and looks at me with a small smile that makes hi

76." Everyone opens the

right through it because his smile turned into a knowing smirk, but I keep my firm posture and look at him

as his way... NO!

omplete my sentence and tell me his name, but he just takes his book and

I hoped, instead he bit his lip seductively, b

with a hint of smoke, he smells like danger and sex, a dangerous combination that has my head spinning

betray me, and he shrugs his broad shoulders lightly, then answers w

classroom to remember where the fuck I am and see if someone else heard or noticed what's happening, but to my total re

He raises his right eyebrow and looks at my lips, p

the classroom and take a step aside, beca

e's my student. My

t I don't look at him until he finishes, and even then, I regret it because his e

I hope that I'm the only one that notices the look in his eyes, the look that's tel

" Oh,

sius. And calm your

the rest of the class, and,

's really try

s on my desk as if it's the most natural thing to do, dropping his backpac

wn, hoping and praying that he'll listen. But, we're

challenging look and a hu

e, as I mentioned before, I do have some unholy thoughts, and to a

want you*, you don't understand?" He chuckles l

ieve you. I can't believe you. And you know why

tically, and he smirks as if he

tip. In order for other people to believe your lies, you have to believe them yourself. And you don't." I run a hand over my face to hide the fact that I'm smiling, a

en't noticed, all you do is annoy me! As for lying, thanks for the tip, but I don't need it. I don't l

s over his chest, causing my ey

aring voice, then tilts his he

rd, but he shakes his head and purses his lips, as if he's disappointed

will keep persuading you." I know he plays with me, or at least he

!!! Fine, maybe not in di

on't want you, you'll leave me alone. Clear?" I know I can control myself, and this is my cha

in. I'm not a creep." He said in a

can do

his damn scent, but I have a solution for that, and that is to breathe through my mou

n do it. D

l never bother you again." He seems genuine. No sm

ing!" I warned

Even if I know you want to." He smirk

, and he takes a step forward,

you afraid? You don't want me, so it shouldn't matter where I stand." His l

back d

k am I doing

yourself, Cassius. Avoid looking at his sm

cat going on a bird-killing spree. Poor

u," I said smugly, trying t

." He replied, amused by all this, then com

cial, I w

at flooding my body, I closed

econ

of pleasure on my sensitive skin, sparks that threaten to turn into flames with each breathe he releases, spreading the heat through my entire body, and force

y lips wrapped around your dick? And don't be shy, you can tell me." Holy Jesus Mary mother Of God! I try to ignore the heat, the deep and husky voice, the

mall innocent birds!!

I need to lie! And lie well! S

SSIUS! LIE BETTER! Ho

ence in my voice, and as he talks again, he mak

trying to control my body from shivering,

es in between as well. I imagine your dick down my throat, I wonder how you taste, how you would feel in my mouth... Fuck, Bo

alms while praying to God to give me strength not to

again... but...

at and I hate

ve skin of my neck, followed by his soft, warm tongue that's liking the bite, and his full

hivers in my body multiply and escaped, causing my body to tremble and my

d my skin, and I do my best to control myself from punching him with a

.. setting a bad example... not so academically of you." His voice was

ont of my suit pants, and we both know that it's because I'm hard as fuck, so hard that I'm afraid that my dick will tear my pants a

nt fuc

ecause I don't know how much lo

m the green light... and fuck.. I would really let him get inside of m-- NO, CA

is time louder, and he smi

worth every second." And with that, he takes his backpack and goes out of t

TA

ar a crucifix. That might keep him aw

Christ! I'm

n't fall into temptation. And G

because I need to recover. I

n k

re he bit me, licked me, kissed me, and it's still warm,

for God's sake. Or 17? What if he's 17? Does that m

ve me alone!!! And he doesn't loo

o go! You can