BPOV

Another day of university, I've been studying to become a lawyer for the past 4 years. I actually find this to be particularly boring, but my mother insisted I followed in her direction. I think I would much prefer becoming a veterinarian. My mother is very persuasive when she wants to be. And then I heard it. The only reason I actually bother to continue this study at college.

That sweet sound, I can listen to it for eternity. The sweet sound of his guitar and his voice, oh his voice, it was like I was in heaven. I can't even begin to explain the sound of his voice. It sent chills down my spine just thinking about it. And when I saw him playing his guitar, and those fingers that strummed the strings. Those long fingers, what they could do…. Bella, you're doing it again. I quickly snapped back from my fantasies I frequently get every day, I actually didn't mind thinking about what he could do to me it made me feel like a naughty lawyer.

It was stupid, this little crush I had on my teacher. I knew nothing would happen between us, but golly he was everything I've ever wanted. He had that rebel side to him, and that charming side, oh and I can't forget his hairstyle, fuck I loved his hair, I just wanted to constantly touch it. He had the dreamiest eyes I would sit at my desk in class and just stare. They were an emerald green and sometimes they would go a really light brown. And his ass, I can't take my eyes off his ass. What I would do to look at that in the shower with me… I shook my head getting out of those thoughts again.

I deliberately came to class just that little bit early to hear him sing with his guitar. He would be in the same spot every morning and I would sit in a spot where he couldn't see me and listen, oh and stare. This morning I sat there for twenty minutes, before I had to run to class to be there before him.

I was sitting in class waiting for him, with my iPod in and reading a book. Right there I smelt the most familiar smell; it smelt like cinnamon and vanilla. That's when I dropped my book slowly and he was standing right in front of me. His face was only a few inches from mine. Just reach out and touch him Bella. The urges to touch him were extremely high, but I found the strength to hold back from my urges that sounded so great.

"Isabella" That sweet voice said.

"Good afternoon Mr. Cullen".

I loved the way he said my name. I have to hold in a little moan every time he says it. Okay this wasn't a small crush at all. It was an obsessive school girl crush and I love every second of it.

"Did you complete the task I set for you?" He raised his eyebrow and had that cheeky little grin that drove me insane on his face.

"Yes, sir I have it right here if you would like to see it" I went to get it out of my bag when he stopped me.

"You can show me after class Isabella". His hand my still on mine as he said this and I all I could do was nod because I was lost for words that he was actually touching me. Not in places I would like but I was more than happy to settle for the hand.

As he wrote the notes on the board for today's lesson I just stared at that mouth-watering ass of his. I glanced up at the clock to see that it was 3.45. Shit, I only had fifteen minutes to copy this shit down. As I quickly wrote down the notes, he dismissed every one except for me. He often did this, kept me back while everyone else left. It didn't bother me the slightest bit, being alone with Mr. Cullen was fine by me.

"Isabella, can you bring up your task please?"
I slowly walked over to him and handed him the task. He was leaning on his table and looked so sexy. Imagine him leaning you over the table Bella. No, I have to stop with these thoughts. There wasn't much age difference between us, I was 24 and he was like 30. Six years was nothing if it meant I could have Edward.

I didn't even realize but he was centimeters away from my face. His breath smelt like mint, I loved every smell about him.
"Isabella this is outstanding" He said as he was staring me dead in the eye.

"Th-Thank you sir" I hated it when he was this close; I always got so nervous and never knew what to say.
My eyes turned to the floor, not knowing what to do and then I noticed it. Every time he keeps me back I notice it. I tried to make it look like my eyes were on the floor, but it was just there, bulging out of his pants. The sight of it made me gasp.

"Are you okay, Isabella?" His sweet voice sounded concerned. I looked up at him and just nodded, my eyes darting back down to the bulge in his pants. This happened all too often and I didn't know why. There is no way that he could think I'm attractive, I mean, I'm his student. But there was no one else here to make, well, this happen.

"I-I should go now sir." I said nervously. He lowered his face until his lips were at my ear.

"Very well Isabella, will you be here tomorrow for class? I would like to go over some things after class tomorrow, if you wouldn't mind." His voice almost sounded pleading that I would be here tomorrow. How could I say no to his voice?

"O-Of course Mr. Cullen" I tried to hide the shakiness of my voice but as usual he picked up on it every time. He brushed his thumb over my check, and I bit my lip fighting the urge to touch him back.

"See you tomorrow Isabella"

"Goodbye Mr. Cullen" My voice still a little shaky.

"Isabella?" His voice sounded a little stern and angry.

"Yes sir?"Not knowing if I did something wrong to make him angry at me.

"How many times have I told you, if you are here after I dismiss the class to call me Edward?" He sounded frustrated.

"Oh, sorry Mr.… sorry I mean Edward" Shit I do this all the time, must stop. "Edward?" I said sheepishly. "Yes Isabella." He sounded a little confused that I was actually asking him a question after I said I was leaving.

"If you wouldn't mind, even though I don't mind if you called me Isabella, would you call me Bella when we're not in class please?" My eyes quickly went to the floor so I wouldn't have to meet his gaze.

He lifted my chin with his finger so I wouldn't have a choice but to look into his eyes. "Of course, Bella. Whatever you wish." And there is was again that smirk I loved to see.

"Thank you Edward."

"Good evening Bella."

On my way home I thought about today's events. Mainly the bulge in his pants. The way it made me feel inside. I bit my lip practically the whole way home, thinking of all the things I would let him do to me with those hands, with that bulge. I finally made it home, to where my dog, Bully, was waiting for me like any other day. "There's my bully Wully" I gave him some food and then literally jumped on my couch and just laid there with a massive smile on my face.