I've never had a class so miserable and painful before. During these 60 minutes, Dr. Cullen seemed hell-bent on making this class and every class from now on, horrible and sexually-frustrated for me.
I couldn't blame the guy. He was hot. Like, smokin hot. Let's start from the beginning.
The minute Dr. Cullen's stare changed from lusty to angry, I seemed to snap out of my panty-soaking daydreaming. You do not want to know what I was daydreaming about.
"Good morning, class. My name is Edward Cullen and I'll be teaching you all about international relations. So, let's start with introductions, all right?"
Everybody introduced themselves but all the while his eyes, or should I say, GLARE was fixed on me. Needless to say, when it was my turn, when I wanted his eyes on me, he turned away and walked out of the classroom.
Frustrated and angry, and being the reckless and stupid fool that I am, I followed him. He was leaning against the hallway and breathing heavily, obviously uncomfortable. I grinned, I had that kind of effect on men.
He quickly turned towards me and immediately straightened, putting his hands in his pockets and resuming that cool, calm albeit hateful demeanor. "What do you want?" His question was like a slap to the face. So rude!
"Is there a problem you have with me? Because you've been acting weird since you saw me and when it was my turn to introduce myself, you walked out."
Suddenly, by the look on his face, I thought he was about to yell at me. That's how red he was looking. But then his expression changed and he looked amused, desperately trying to hold back his laughter at what I couldn't understand. "Go on then. Introduce yourself to me."
I was seething but I managed to control myself. He didn't know how much I wanted to slap him. "Bella Swan. Isabella Swan. But I prefer Bella."
"Well then, Bella, now that you've introduced yourself, can I go into my class now?"
Oops. I didn't know that I was blocking his way in the doorway. Blushing, I stepped out of the way and passing me by, he pinched my ass. Literally pinched my ass.
"What the fuck was that?" I didn't bother worrying about the hint of lust that seeped into my voice. I was so turned on. The hallway was empty, I would've kissed him right there and then if it weren't for the fact that what he said next, made me shake with anger.
"Don't flatter yourself. You're nothing special, Miss Swan. I wouldn't bother having useless crushes if I were you. Let me make this absolutely clear, I want you to stay away from me. Our relationship is nothing but that of a teacher and a student."
How dare he? He was the one who pinched my ass. I wasn't the one grabbing his butt. Fine then. Two could play this game as well.
"I'll have no problem with that, Mr. Cullen."
"Dr. Cullen." He said through clenched teeth.
"Whatever."
And I made sure that he could see clearly that it was me this time who pinched his cock when I passed by. He hissed and muttered a low 'Fuck'.
"I thought so." I patted his shoulder and chuckled as I walked by.
During the whole class, it was like Edward Cullen was and I were the only people in the class as he seemed to never take his eyes off me. And then he completely ruined our lusty stare-off by giving me a 300-words assignment in front of the whole class.
And of course, he had to say something cocky and rude.
"Oh, and Miss Swan? Please take great care in preparing your assignment. After all, you're in my class and I always expect the best from my students. Though I don't think you can deliver that quickly."
Trust me guys, I couldn't resist snapping back at him.
"Oh, Mr. Cullen, I can assure you I can deliver you far more quickly than your previous ones. And I'll take great joy in doing that."
And I did enjoy seeing his eyes cloud over with lust and his cock harden slightly. The class snickered and I smirked at him.
"Please call me Dr. Cullen."
"Of course, Mr. Edward Cullen. I'll do whatever you say."
Now the whole class was laughing at him and his eyes were fixed on my boobs. Job done.
I felt quite pleased.
Rosalie whistled for the hundredth tine of course, me being the shy girl I was underneath that confident exterior, muttered, "It's not like that, Rose."
"Uh Huh."
What more can I say? After that, each night I seemed to wake up gasping in my bedroom, my fingers in my pussy and an orgasm that wracked my whole body.
It didn't go past me that in this college, the dorms were mixed. Meaning, the teachers and students lived together. We were new, so we didn't know how many cuties were living on this exact floor. I was ready to start finding out soon though.
Also, it didn't hurt that every night, at exactly 3 pm, my international relations professor groaned and started saying, "Oh fuck, fuck fuck, ride me harder Bella. God, yeah, fuck me harder."
I loved that.
That also meant I had to endure Alice's and Rosalie's knowing stares every morning at breakfast.
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