Vicious Entanglement

A smirk formed on those perfect lips of his. His soft dark brown hair slightly astray....

She hated this guy, the thought of him made her insides boil. She would clench her hands into a fist, and bite her lips with frustration until they bled. Her pearly whites stained with a deep crimson.

Rebecca flushed; she could feel his hardening manhood underneath her skirt. Her own need began to scream and coil inside her stomach, but her mind kept screaming back, answering again and again with a cold 'No'.

"What are you doing!?" Rebecca said outraged, pushing on his chest. "Let go of me, you're my teacher for Christ sake!"
"Mmmhmm" McClear hummed. The annoyance in his eyes was obvious, but his usual confidence was still intact.
"Miss. Newland, you are completely right, you are my student, and I am your teacher."
Rebecca nodded at this, slightly confused, and still pushing on his toned chest. His strong arms, keeping her in place, no matter how hard she tried to push off him.
“Although, we are in a classroom after all, I am your superior and as a student you have specific orders you have to accept from teachers or staff in the school."
His arms tightened around her waist. She gasped, holding in a stifling moan, he was now fully erect, in all his glorious hidden inches.
”So,” Mr. McClear started, “I order you, to let yourself enjoy this”
“Are you fucking insane!?” She cursed, trying to ignore the feel of his head on her sex.
But no matter what her brain told her, her vagina told her another, and it screamed it. Her panties were soaked with unbearable need.
He propped her right over his erection, teasing her with every slight graze.
She arched her back pushing her chest into his, her soft B cups pulling the buttons of her blouse tightly. He sucked at her neck, and bit her now erect nipples through her white uniform blouse. She ran her hands through his soft brown hair, moaning out loud as she thrusted into him through their clothes.
A small knock on the door, snapped her back to reality almost instantly.
She finally pushed his chest again, and opened her eyes. She was about to get off of him before he held onto her even tighter.
"Calm down, the door is locked, remember?" He whispered in her ear. She shivered at his touch and cool breath at her neck.


He kissed down her neck pausing for a moment and continuing down her collar bone, he unbuttoned a few of the buttons on her blouse and kissed her heart, in-between her breasts.
Rebecca held her breath, turning the other direction to hide her blushing.
Another knock thudded on the large metal door.
McClear groaned and buttoned up her blouse. He pulled her down and roughly kissed her pink lips, letting go of her waist. She pushed off of him and stood up, her fingers at her lips trying to stop the burning he started.
McClear stood up, slightly aggravated, tosseled his hair and fixed his tie.

He looked over at Rebecca and pulled a strand of her hair behind her ear, smiled and then walked towards the door to open it.

"I'm sorry sir" said the timid student “Mr. Caine had said there was a T.V. in here that I'm supposed to bring down"
"Ah, yes , come in young man, the TV is right there"
While the younger student went to retrieve the television, Rebecca put her stuff together and headed for the door before, McClear stopped her again.
"Miss. Newland, after school today, I'd like you to come to my office, so we can deal with your misbehavior properly."
Rebecca blushed again, playing with a loose strand of her hair "Actually sir, I volunteered for the grade 9 orientation, so I'll be helping out the other teacher, Ms. Bialle."

"Oh, well, I forgot about the orientation. I'll be there anyways. I’m sure you can come stop by my office before it’s over." He smirked.
"Doubt it" She muttered, turning around and leaving the classroom,the other student following her lead with the TV.
She started down the hallway, ignoring him call her name a first and a second time. She was really irritated, and before she just flipped out in front of that other kid, she decided to leave instead.

"Fuck, I'm really late, and I don't have a note. He was supposed to write me one" she muttered under her breath "Fuck it, I'll just skip today’s class"
Rebecca opened her bag, looking for her phone before she remembered “FUCK, he has my phone too, so I can't text Lisa to come out of her class." She groaned.
She was fuming, this guy was unbelievable.

'The more he touches me, the easier it is for my brain to just shut down and for my body to go on automatic. God damn teenage hormones fault' She thought ‘...and what's worse is, I think I like it.' she closed her eyes and sighed realizing how dirty she felt. Her breasts were full and ached with need, which was an understatement for how her womanhood felt. All she wanted to do was go home and take a shower, and especially rip off her soaked panties.
The bell rang, another period coming to an end. Her math class still in session though. "Another 45 minutes till lunch" She grumbled. She couldn't just sign out either, she had a physics test fourth period and she couldn’t miss it, her grades were slipping as is.
She decided to go to the library instead to finish off some homework. After school was over she could just go home and take a quick shower before orientation began anyways.
She sat down in one of the plastic chairs at an empty table in the library and opened her bag. Instead of pulling out any work, she remembered she could read instead. A smile forming on her full lips. She took out her book and opened it to where she left off-

"-The next morning, my eyes were straining against the sun, filtered through my off white curtains.
Alone.
Having had sex most of the night, we did it over and over again in the bedroom next.
I stood up, wrapping a silk robe around my naked body, admiring the various love marks, the stranger had left on my body.
"I can't I believe I did that" I giggled. "Having sex with someone I just met on the staircase."
Pouring myself a coffee, I sat done at the kitchen table, dazing in and out thinking about last night.
I sighed heavily, kind of disappointed that he just left without saying anything.
"What the hell do I expect; he's just some random guy, why would he leave a note"
I sighed again, gulping down my black coffee.
By the time I got dressed it was 9:30, and late for work. My tight jeans and light green blouse, unbuttoned slightly at the top, clung to my every curve.
I grabbed my purse and keys, heading for the door before I noticed a yellow post-it note, stuck on my door.
I looked over at my coffee table, noticing my stack of post-its and pen left there.
I ripped the note off my door, grinning at the 10 digit number and "Call me” left on the bottom. I tossed it into my purse and left for work.
Another Sunday wasted as one of the country’s best attorneys, at one of the best law firms.
"Why can't criminals, take a break once in a while" I sighed.
I locked the door behind me, and trudged down the hallway, into the elevator, and downstairs to the lobby.
After catching a cab I arrived to work around 10:15.
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Rough steps into the dark soil of the forest, scared away any animal that may have been residing in that part of the woods. The large male made his way through the winding trunks of the large trees in the black forest.
His phenomenal agility made it easy for him to reach the astounding castle that lay in the center of the woods.
He entered the sullen castle, past the large metal doors, and complicated security measures. Into a dark room, filled with unmentionable treasures. It was stocked with the world’s most precious jewels, fabrics, artifacts, antiques and more.
He sat down in a 'Louis XIV' Gothic armchair, the cushions a crimson red with a gold floral print. In front of him, a desk filled with top notch intelligence flickered on. The computer tracked the lands surroundings and stored all the valuable information, he might just need.
He picked up the phone, dialing a number off by heart, an older man’s voice answering the call, "Hello Dante, sir, what could I get you?"
"Yes, James, please make sure, that my car will be waiting for me around 10, I plan to make a dinner date"
"Yes sir, should it be the 2007 Acura Advanced Sports Car?"
"No, that’s a little too much for this date, let’s make it something a little more modest."

"Yes sir, I'll do my best"
"As usual. Thank you James"

"Always a pleasure"
"Oh one more thing, I haven’t eaten anything all day, can you bring me up some lunch perhaps?"

"Of course sir"
"Thank you James"

Dante hung up the phone, and went to work on his computer, impatiently waiting for the girl from last night to call him. His cell phone felt like it was burning a hole through his pants, frustrated he pulled it out and laid it onto the table, going straight back to work.
His eyes seemed to travel back to his cell phone more than just a couple of times. Dante gave up on his work, and closed his eyes, his mind immediately drifting back to last night.
He could feel his manhood hardening under his thick pants, his eyes closed; he began rubbing himself through the fabric.
A knock at the door startled him, sitting straight up, he managed to hid his massive erection before calling, “Come in"
"Sorry If I'm disturbing you sir, but I have your lunch ready"

"Ah, not a problem, come right in James" Dante said, hesitantly.
The old man, carried a silver platter of food towards Dante, and laid it out in front of him on his desk.
"Will that be all sir?"
"Yes, thank you very much James"
"You’re welcome" The old man said with a smile, walking out the door, and closing it behind him.
Dante sighed, relieved that James had left him alone.
He reached into his pants, and wrapped his large hands around his cock, teasing himself at first, going up and down the shaft in a slow motion. Slightly pressing harder on the large purple vein on the underside of his penis. Dante hissed under his breath, images of the woman’s large white breasts came to mind, bouncing up and down, the milky pale tissue soft on his palm, her nipples reacting to the cold air, became erect. He flicked her nipple, and gently tugged on it before, lapping it up into his mouth.
Dante's hand went faster now, the woman’s moans made him shiver with delight as he flicked and nibbled on her rosy pink nipple-

Rebecca jolted in her seat as the bell rang louder than usual. She sighed, pulling the book back into her bag, and heading for the Library doors.
"It's always got to be at the good parts" Rebecca grumbled. "At least I just have one more class to go to”
From the corner of her eye, she could see McClear heading down the stairs towards her, his brows were furrowed, obviously angry but when his eyes locked onto hers, a small smile formed on his lips. But before he could say anything, she pushed through the doors and practically ran to her physics classroom.