Ms. Aria Montgomery

Chapter 1

Ezra POV

Ezra's steel blue eyes followed the path of his English teacher as she trekked around the classroom as she gave out instructions to the homework assignment. He always did this, stared at her. And why wouldn't he? His teacher, Ms. Aria Montgomery was sexy as hell. Not to mention she was stunningly beautiful with creamy colored skin, thick long dark tresses she wore up in a bun and big bright brown eyes that sparkled with kindness, a wide mouth that was ruby red, had a figure that was shapely and high breasts that were round and full, had a very flat stomach, and had nice long legs that went on for miles. He didn't care about staring at her so openly. His dick was so hard, practically drumming in his pants.

He wanted to fuck her. He wanted to fuck her one good time, to thrust himself deep inside her, to know how it felt to be inside her heated walls, to push his way deep into her folds. He had been waiting to fuck her for the longest time. He was done waiting. He didn't care about the risk. He just wanted to fuck. Sure, there were girls his age that he had done, but he wanted a woman.

He knew she felt his eyes, felt his need. She always avoided his eyes, avoided him period. She was scared. She had heard all the rumors, had heard about all his escapades with about half of the female population in the school. What could he say, he was a whore. He was the resident bad boy that had all the girls dropping their panties for.

His reputation was infamous, especially for sleeping around. He wasn't going to make excuses for his behavior. He loved who he was. He embraced it. He was single. He had no plans on committing to a relationship.

Relationships weren't his thing. He didn't do needy girls. He hated to be hounded, to be questioned about his whereabouts. He was a free agent, and he liked it that way. He was cocky, rough around the edges. He wasn't a sentimental guy.

He had been watching Ms. Montgomery ever since he was a junior. He was a senior now. She had transferred from Englewood, Ohio to teach at Rosewood high in Pennsylvania. He wanted to know the story behind her move, to know why she had chosen Rosewood high, why Pennsylvania of all places. Rosewood, Pennsylvania wasn't the most exciting place to live. He was leaving just as soon as he graduated. It was too small, too quite. Everyone knew everyone who lived there.

For the life of him, he couldn't understand why she wasn't married, or why she wasn't seeing anyone, a boyfriend perhaps? Did she have one of those? She never talked about her personal life. She was mysterious that way. Was she in hiding? Who was she running from? How come she never talked about herself? He couldn't figure her out. He didn't know why he cared. He just wanted to do her. To say he had done a teacher.

Ezra wasn't stupid. He saw the why she watched him when she knew he wasn't looking. He saw the hunger in her big brown eyes with the inky long eyelashes, the way she craved his attention. What did she see in him besides his good looks? He wouldn't be her savior. He wasn't some knight in shining armor, a guy who could just whisk her away from all her problems. He didn't do attachments.

His bedazzling bedroom eyes glowed lustfully and a charming smile played on his lips as she walked closer to his desk as her slight husky voice carried around the whole room. She didn't come to close. She feared what he could do to her, to her body. She didn't have a good poker face, her voice wavering as she stopped beside his desk and finished her speech. He couldn't understand why she was so afraid. He wouldn't hurt her.

He just wanted to give her a pleasure. He didn't think she had ever had it good, didn't think she ever been fucked by someone like him. He could show her a good time, if she wanted. All she had to do was look at him, say the word. He always packed extra condoms. His dick swelled even more as she resumed her trek around the room.

When the class had ended, he didn't immediately pack up his things as he usually did, opting to stay after class. He didn't care about being late to his next class. He had little use for Chemistry. He watched her lazily as he stood up and gathered his stuff, sensing her nervousness to be alone with him. He had never done this. Why wouldn't she look at him? Did she find him repulsive? Was he too arrogant for her liking? What? It would be a challenge to sleep with her. She wouldn't give in to him as easily as the other girls did. She would make him work for it.

"What is it, Mr. Fitz?" she still wouldn't look at him as he approached her desk. He would fix that. "Do you not understand the homework assignment?"

Should he lie, or be honest?

Lie.

"I'm having trouble choosing a topic for my essay". Was that too much? He had never had any trouble with his homework before. He didn't care if she saw through his lie. "Would you mind staying after school to help me with it?"

Her eyes lifted to his as she studied his face meticulously. He gave nothing away. That charming smile of his came back out to play. Something flashed in her eyes before it was gone. She wasn't fooled by him, and she knew he was full of shit. How could she tell? What else did she know about him? He was always so careful with his words.

"Sadly, I think you can manage just fine on your own, Mr. Fitz". She wasn't falling into his trap. He admired her for that. His smile didn't leave his mouth as his steel blue eyes held her gaze intently. What was he trying to do, call her bluff? Make her sexually aware of him? What? She didn't back down or remove her eyes from his. "Your grades are excellent in this class".

His smiled widened, realizing the jig was up. "Fine, you caught me". A look of disappointment marred her beautiful countenance as she continued to hold his eyes with hers. "I just wanted to get you alone".

"I'm disappointed in you, Mr. Fitz". Ms. Montgomery's voice wasn't only sad, but she was hurt. Why did that bother him? He barely knew her. "I think it's best if I had you switched to another English class".

Would she really do that?

What had he done wrong?

All he wanted was to sleep with her.

Why was she making it so difficult?

It was a long shot, but deep down, he knew that she wanted him too.

"What has you so afraid of me?" his steel blue darkened with confusion. "I see the way you look at me".

It was her turn to look confused.

"I have no idea what you're talking about," Ms. Montgomery said in a strict voice as she moved back when he came around her desk to stand in front of her, pinning her back against the blackboard as his hands went above her head. He was taller than her, using his height to his advantage as she was forced to look up into his face. "Now, I want you to leave".

He wasn't going to do that.

"No". It sounded almost primal as the word left his throat. "And you're a liar, teacher".

He had never been this up close to her. It was disconcerting. She was a complication he didn't need or want. He was tormented not being able to touch her like he wanted. He wanted her willingly. He would never force her.

Being close made his dick hard again. His eyes ran over her face, taking in her beauty and everything else about her. She smelled good. He leaned his face closer to hers, his breath teasing her as his mouth brushed against her ear. She placed her hands on his chest and pushed him back with all her meager strength. He didn't let up.

"I could always give you detention, Mr. Fitz". She had a sharp tongue. He liked it. She shoved at his chest again as a look of panic flashed in her eyes. He finally relented and stepped back, hating the look of fear that gripped her as she flinched away from him. "I want you out of this class right now".

Why had she been afraid?

Did she think he would rape her?

He would never.

Maybe cornering her had been a bad idea.

He made a mental note in his head to never do that again. The last think he wanted was for her to be physically frightened of him. He would never cause her harm. He was a lover, not an enforcer. He didn't get off on females being scared of him. Had someone hurt her recently? Had it been an old boyfriend or husband from her past? He found himself curious to know everything about her.

"I'm no stranger to detention". That charming smile of his graced his lips again as he backed up towards the door. "And you shouldn't fear me, I'll never hurt you".

He left those words with her as he walked out the door. Who had made her afraid of men? He hoped to erase that fear. He had seen that she was sharp, but she was also vulnerable. All throughout the rest of the day, he couldn't keep his mind from Ms. Aria Montgomery. What was it about her? He had never been this taken with a girl. Technically, she wasn't a girl, she was a woman but you got his drift. How could he want to fuck her, but then turn around and help her at the same time? It was weird.

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