He knew it was wrong looking at her the way that he was. He couldn't help himself. The way her legs looked in her skirt, and whenever she would do a split he couldn't stop his mind from wondering just how flexible she was. He tilted his head to the side as she extended her right leg straight up into the air forming the perfect tilt. He was snapped out of his dazing as the referee blew his whistle and all of a sudden the crowd's screaming and cheering filled his ears. He looked around confused for a second, but he remembered that he was at the school's football game. He cleared his throat and inwardly cursed himself for getting too distracted.

She was his student and to top it off she wasn't even legal. He can't help himself some times, she's just so beautiful.

The first time she walked in his class he knew that he was in trouble. She dressed like an adult; high heels, tight dresses that show off her amazing figure. She dresses hotter than any of the teachers at Robert E. Lee High and he hates it.

When the game is over he quickly makes his way to the car not wanting to see her again until he completely has too.

"Mr. Salvatore!"

His eyes widen as he stops because he knows that it's her calling out his name. He lets out a deep breath and turns around to see her jogging after him.

"Mr. Salvatore," she lets out a breath herself, "I have a few questions about the test on Friday and I was wondering if I can run them by you?"

"Tonight?"

"No," she chuckled, "tomorrow after school. If that's alright with you?"

"Sure why not."

"Thanks I'll see you tomorrow." She said before making her way back to the field.

"Fuck!" He shouted behind the wheel of his car.

It was easier to ignore her during class because of the other students, but just a one-on-one with her, he wasn't sure how to handle it. He ran his fingers though his hair then pulled off heading home.

She smiled as she walked back to the field. She really didn't have questions about the test she knew everything that was on it; she just wanted Mr. Salvatore alone.

She's noticed the way he would look at her sometimes and at first she found it odd, but as time passed she found it flattering. A hot teacher looking at her the way he does made her ego boost.

Mr. Salvatore was by far the hottest teacher in school and everyone thought so. Her friends have crushes on the man and the more time she spends around him, the more she started to develop a crush herself.

"Drinks at my place" Sabrina whispered in her ear.

"I'll be there." She said picking up her bag.

The next day at school she was a bit hung over so she packed on the concealer to make her look more tolerable. The thought of seeing Mr. Salvatore today alone after school was what helped keep the glow in her eyes and with that, she didn't look like she had three cups of beer and five shots of vodka.

Walking into science, she could feel his eyes on her. It made her shiver slightly and she wondered to herself how he could have such an effect on her. When she found a seat, his eyes were no longer on her but were on the white board writing down the lesson. Her eyes snaked down his back then stopped to admire his plump ass. She bit down on her pen and when he turned to face the class, she got a few of what he was packing.

"Alright class as you all know we have a test tomorrow and I want to make sure that we all pass, so I set up some review games for us to play. First, will be Jeopardy, so divide yourselves up into two groups of twelve."

Stefan figured that if he had a review day that she wouldn't have to stay after anymore. He was up most of the night thinking of a way to cancel and he thought of a review day. As long as she paid attention during the games, she wouldn't have to ask him anything personally.

Once he saw that everyone was in a group he started the game.

/x/

The bell rung signaling the end of the period with the game scores tied 1,050 to 1,050.

"Well it seems like we have a tie, but tomorrow I'll ask you all a question and whichever team gets it right first, gets extra points on their test."

There were a few cheers coming from the class as they packed up and walked to lunch.

The ringing of the final bell broke him out of his grading paper mojo so he packed up quickly ready to leave. He loves his job, but after grading a bunch of failures and D's, he was ready to go home and relax.

"Mr. Salvatore" she said while knocking softly, "did you forget?" She was noticed that his coat was on and that his bag was on his shoulder.

"Uh no I just- uh so you had some questions for me...about the test?"

She smiled then closed the door behind her.

"Maybe it's best if we-"

"How are you?" She cut him off.

"I'm good, you?"

"Great."

"Please, have a seat." He pulled up a chair next to his.

"How was fourth block?"

"I have my planning period fourth block so I was just grading a bunch of papers... Uh maybe we should-"

"I notice you know."

"Notice...?"

"The way you look at me when you think I'm not looking and sometimes when I'm actually not."

He shook his head ready to deny her statement but her finger landed on his lips.

"It's okay Mr. Salvatore, you don't have to lie." She removed the digit and brought her hand to the side of his face.

He swallowed hard as he noticed that she was moving in closer and his palms began to sweat like a little boy who was about to be kissed for the first time. He shut his eyes when he felt her soft as feathers lips on his. Their lips stayed together for a few moments before she pulled away causing their lips to make a small smacking sound. His eyes were still closed savoring the way her lips felt against his. When he opened his eyes, her face was still close to his and he stared into her shining eyes before glancing at her lips.

All the voices in his head were telling him not to do what he was about to do, but his body had a mind of its own. She smiled as he crashed his lips into hers and his hands moved to the sides of her face. She pulled away to straddle him before bringing their lips together again. His hands were now on her hips and she gasped in his mouth when she felt a poking on her inner thigh. His tongue slid in her mouth and she rocked her hips along his erection. He moaned in her mouth and was just about to pull her in closer, but the sound of his phone vibrating against the wooden desk brought him back to reality and he realized what he was going.

"What am I doing?" He questioned himself as he pulled back, "I'm sorry but I can't –we can't." He removed her from his lap and shot up moving quickly towards the door. Before he walked out he turned to her, "I'm not sure if you really had any questions, but if you do, ask Jeanette, she's an all A student."

"Mr.-" she called after him but he had already walked away.

She smacked her palm against her forehead realizing that she might have come on too strong with kissing him. She grabbed her bag up from the floor and walked out closing the door behind her.

The next day they had a substitute. They were told that Mr. Salvatore wasn't feeling well so he decided to stay home. She rolled her eyes knowing that it was a lie. He just didn't want to see her after what happened, but she wasn't going to make it easy for him.

Stefan splashed water on his face trying to cool himself down. When he looked at his reflection in the mirror, he didn't recognize the man looking back at him. The man looking back at him made out with a student and let her grind against him and then had the audacity to dream about her in his sleep.

He was not the same man that he was a year ago and it's all her fault. He was perfectly fine with admiring her from afar and stealing looks at her in class, but she had the nerve to confront him and kiss him in school of all places.

What if someone walked in, what if the principle walked in? He would be unemployed in a second and possibly be in a suit and tie right now on his way to the court room to get questioned about his involvement with his student.

He plopped himself on the couch turning on the television flipping through the channels to take his mind off of everything. He reached in his pocket to retrieve the money for his Chinese food, but when he opened the door he wasn't staring at a man carrying his food, he was staring at her.

Stefan stood there frozen staring at the young woman in front of him. When he noticed her eyes raking his body he realized that he was shirtless with sweatpants riding low on his waist. He folded his arms against his chest trying to conceal some of his nakedness, but he only made it worse by showing off how strong he is.

"What are you doing here?" He made sure to make his tone harsh enough hoping that she'll leave.

"I heard that you were sick so I came to help make you feel better."

Goose bumps covered his skin as she reached out and touched him before walking in.

"So this is where Mr. Salvatore lives," she scoped out the place before turning to him, "nice."

"Not that I am...you need to leave."

"Why?" She stepped closer to him, "don't you want to be with me? The way you kissed me and touched me..." She took his hand and trailed it along her body. He swallowed hard as he felt himself losing all control, "is that all you wanted from me?"

When she didn't get an answer she took a step back and pulled the shirt from her skin then followed by unbuttoning her pants, sliding them down her legs reveling to him her red lace attire. And boy did she look good in red.

He licked his lower lip snaking his eyes down her body and she smiled when she saw the bulge in his pants.

"It's okay," she took his hands and wrapped them around her waist, "I'm not a virgin you won't be taking anything away from me."

She started by pressing kisses along his neck and along his jaw line before their lips were centimeters apart.

"Kiss me Salvatore, you know you want to."

"It's fucking Stefan" he told her before attacking her lips.

She smiled in the kiss glad that she succeeded in seducing him. She bit his lower lip as he cupped her ass and pulled her body in closer to his.

Knocks on the door broke them out of their passionate lock and Stefan realized that it was the takeout delivery man. He moved her back behind the wall before he went to answer the door. He paid the man at the door and sat the food down on the table.

"Are you hungry? I only got enough for one, but we can share if you like."

"Uh, okay."

He walked back to his room and returned with two shirts. He handed her a shirt and he slipped one on for himself.

"So Stefan," she smiled, "what made you want to become a teacher?"

"Well I've always had shitty teachers growing up so I figured that I'll become one and be good at it. Make it so that my students will actually want to learn."

"Maybe you should give all the other teachers advice. They suck shit."

Stefan chuckled and shook his head at her. She smiled back at him and shrugged her shoulder twirling Chow mein around her fork.

"What do you like to do for fun?"

"I don't know," he let out a sigh, "just hang out I guess."

"Are you into dancing?"

"Why?"

She smiled before setting her fork down and picked up her clothes from the ground.

/x/

Stefan didn't think that this was a good idea and he told her that repeatedly, but she wouldn't listen. She just kept her eyes on the road driving a few towns over to a club that an ex had brought her before. The bouncer was cool, as long as you dressed the part, he'll let you to get in.

She led him to the dance floor and immediately started moving her hips to the beat. A Beyoncé song was playing which ensured a good time to dance.

Even after what happened back at his apartment, Stefan was still acting distant with her. In a way she understood, he's a teacher and she's his student who got close to seducing him by stripping down into her underwear. Also the previous day she dry humped him on his chair inside the school so basically to sum it all up; his attitude was expected.

She however, didn't want him to be distant. She wanted his arms around her waist. She wanted her body to be so close to his that an ant couldn't fit between them.

She upped her swinging hips to a rounding motion. He let a moan escape and his arms inched around her waist aligning her swelled bottom to his crotch. She smiled when she felt his lips start to kiss the shell of her ear then trail down her neck.

A slower song now played through the speakers so she did a 180 and turned towards him. Her hands ran up his washboard abs and chest before linking her arms around his neck.

"Are you having a good time, Stefan?"

"I'm having a great time. You?"

She smiled before standing on her toes to kiss him. When she was about to pull away, his tongue slipped into her mouth deepening the kiss. Her fingers raced through his hair scratching his scalp and several moans were swapped. He slammed her back against the nearest wall and pulled her body in closer to his.

Stefan inwardly shook his head. He couldn't believe that a 17 year old girl's lips can have such an effect on him. Her lips were the softest lips that he's kissed and she worked well with her tongue.

She pulled away in need of air and he was glad that she did because if she didn't, he knew that he would've kissed her until he passed out.

They stared into each other's eyes as their chests moved rhythmically up and down.

"Maybe we should get you home." Stefan spoke still out of breath.

She nodded her head and he took hold of her hand leading her out of the club.

"I had a great time Stefan. I'll see you later." She kissed him before hoping into her own car.

He stood by his apartment building's door and watched her car turn down the street before he walked in.

He threw his keys on the coffee table and crossed his feet at the ankles sitting on the couch. His fingers ran through his hair as he closed his eyes then reality set in.

He saw everything flash before his eyes like a vision. He saw the things that he had done, and all the places that he had touched her. They were in a public place and there was no telling who could've been there and saw them together.

"Stupid"

He grunted before stripping and walked into the shower. He didn't wait for the water to turn hot, he let the cold shower wake him up and smack some since into him.

Whatever happened between them he couldn't allow it to happen again, he couldn't allow her to become his addiction, because he knew sooner or later people will find out and he would kiss is life goodbye.

But little did he know he was already addicted.