AN: Sorry it took a while guys, I know I promised it earlier this week, but school has been totally hectic, hope you enjoy, I'm not continuing this, but because I love you all so much, I've put out the detention, don't hate me. Poll on my page, as to new story ideas, because I can't decide, so go check it out. Just for when you get further along, B1 and B2, for those of you that won't understand, here in Australia there's a kids show called Bananas in Pyjamas, and they're twin brothers called B1 and B2, well I thought it was funny...ok well Link on my page so you can understand.

I don't own Twilight, but I wish I did =D

Chapter 2: Detention

My mind was still in shock. It wasn't until I heard the door open and close, all while watching her graceful hips leave the classroom, had the gravity of our situation hit me. I put my head in my hand and screamed out in frustration. I just fucked a student in my classroom and promised her a second session later on.

What the Fuck.

No seriously, What the fuck was wrong with me? 6 months, 6 fucking long months I held out, I had made it half way, showing no preference to the vixen called Isabella Marie Swan, and one day, one fucking day of her being pissed at me sent me into sexual overdrive.

Who the Fuck was I kidding, of course I'd always shown a sort of preference for Bella, I'd even offered to help her with college applications as an excuse to spend time with her... If only she hadn't had to work her ass off for college tuition, we could have started this a whole lot sooner...Fuck Edward no more thinking like that, she's your fucking student. Do you not understand the concept of "Look but don't touch?" Yeh that's right you're an ass.

What the fuck was I going to do? Problem was, I had tasted the forbidden fruit, and Fuck if it wasn't delicious, I don't think I have the strength to stay away from her. Yet I couldn't let this happen, I couldn't fuck up again.

My mind wandered back to the beginning of class, where this had all started.

I walked into the classroom, and there in front of me was fucking Aphrodite with long brown hair and large doe eyes, bedroom eyes they called it. Fuck if I didn't want her in my bed right now. I looked to my right and I narrowed in on the poor excuse of a boy, that's right, a boy, not a man, a boy, by the name of Michael Fucking Newton. I noticed her attention was on me, so I flashed her my special crooked smile, only for her. I saw her beautiful blush stain her cheeks and smirked at the two of them. He didn't stand a chance, she was so far out of his league couldn't he see that?

I returned my attention back on her, and I saw her shift her legs, Fuck me, her plaid skirt was rising higher on her legs, yes come on, Fuck I was starting to get hard, I had to sit down quickly to hide that shit.

Ok now I was pissed, ever since I'd gotten this post and started teaching this class, it's like my brain had switched off temporarily for an hour. I hadn't even been able to get up and fucking teach properly, due to the very prominent hard on I acquired every time I looked at Isabella, well Bella she preferred to be called.

It didn't help that B1 and B2, (Bimbo 1 and Bimbo 2) also known as Jessica Stanley and Lauren Mallory Scared the fucking daylights out of me every time they popped that shit in my face, I thought some teacher might just happen to pass by at an inopportune moment, ah Fuck my Life.

So there I am trying to teach Wuthering Fucking Heights sitting down, when I've got B1 and B2 trying to glance at my crotch; a hard on that wasn't going to go away; and Bedroom Eyes looking out the window not paying attention. It was too much and I lost my cool not usually prone to expletives out loud, telling her to Fucking Pay attention, yeah I know I'm a sick fuck, when I say this I want her to pay attention to me and only me, thank fucking god she couldn't read my thoughts.

Of course she retaliates, like the hot little spitfire I know she is. Shit she was turning me on even more with her little speech, and I had to fight hard to not be hard, yeah I know sick right? Maybe I could get her alone, no Fuck no, ah shit. I needed her to apologize to me for fucking me over in class, I demand respect, maybe a little grovelling with her hot little mouth around my...Fuck.

I banged my head on the table repeatedly, this was not Fucking cool. She was one of the few people that didn't actually take my bullshit, and I wanted her more for it. Fuck. I wanted to Fuck her over and over again, be able to wake up with her in my bed and Fuck her morning, noon or even a late night rendezvous on my piano. Fuck these thoughts need to stop. I need to pull my shit together if she's coming back in an hour, maybe I could talk to Emmett, and he'd give me advice wouldn't he? Fuck no, he'd rip my balls off and cart my ass in for abuse. Shit on a Stick. I want Bella, I need Bella, I wanted and needed her before all this school shit, she didn't know that I had seen her before I started teaching. I gave piano lessons to her old next door neighbour and could watch her in her bedroom, doing work or just being Bella, every Thursday. Fuck now I'm a sick Stalker, but fuck no, I can't give it up, I just know this is going to bite me on the ass later, this Shit is no good.

I looked back up at the clock and almost jumped out of my seat, it was 2:50 Fuck she'd be here in 10 minutes. Deep Breaths Edward, Deep Breaths.

BPOV

Words cannot describe how good I feel, I still can't believe what happened. It has to be a dream, it must have been a dream. This shit can't be fucking real. I just fucked Edward Cullen, The Edward Cullen, My sexy as hell English teacher Mr. Cullen, untouchable by anyone except me, and I felt fucking fantastic about it. I was so giddy Alice, my bestest best friend in the whole world, called me out on my Edward induced euphoria during last period Spanish, giving me confused looks, but I had to play it cool.

"Bella," she whispered over to me, "What is with you? You keep zoning out, and you're practically drooling all over the desk."

Ah Fuck. Now what do I say? I decided with the truth... just leaving out a few details.

"I got detention after school, for talking back"

"What the Fuck Bella? You never get detention, who the hell did you piss off?"

I looked up at her she usually never swore, her face was alarmed at my behaviour. I sighed, might as well get it over with.

"I talked back to Mr. Cullen, ok Alice? I basically told him he was a shit teacher ok?"

"Bella, I thought you liked him?"

"I do Al, it's just that he caught me daydreaming and then I got angry because he thought I didn't know shit, we're doing Wuthering Heights Alice, Fucking Wuthering Heights-"

Alice starred wide eyed, she knew not to fuck with my Bronte.

"-and then I told him that he was teaching us shit, and I got detention"

She pondered on this for a second, a slight frown crossing her face

"Ok Bella, but how does that make you happy?" she inquired quizzically

"Well," I smiled slyly at her, "It means I get to spend an hour alone with Mr. Sexy himself after school Al"

Alice's eyes widened at me, and she grinned back

"Naughty, Naughty Bella, I never knew you had it in you"

I was suddenly nervous, if Alice found out I fucked Mr. Cullen I was toast. So I tried to play it cool, hoping my part-lie would fly.

"Oh hush Alice I'm probably just going to be sitting there doing jobs for him"

Didn't need to tell her which jobs I would be doing for him, and I suddenly blushed in remembrance.

Alice looked at me quirking her eyebrow at me, but remained silent, and for that I was grateful.

Last lesson Spanish, seemed to crawl by so slowly, but I'm not sure whether that was a good thing or a bad thing, because on one hand, I definitely wanted to do Edward again, but on the other hand, I was nervous, because I was falling too deep. I'm not usually like this, usually I sit at the back, quiet as a mouse, diligent and hard working, but with Mr. Cullen, well Edward, it's different. Although I fell the first time I saw him through my neighbour's window, teaching old Mrs. Clearwater. Little did I know that he was about to become my Sexy as hell English teacher. Now that it was clear that he definitely had feelings for me, what did that mean for us? I mean we were definitely on friendly terms all those times he was helping me with college applications, even made jokes at me and shit, but no, I never in my wildest dreams thought that something like this would happen, just thinking about it now made me shiver in delight.

The bell rang, signalling the end of the day, what do I do? Do I man up and skip detention, knowing that he'll never say anything about it or to me again, and probably be worried sick that I'll tell on him? Could I do that to him? Or do I do the easy thing, probably have more hot sex, but lose not only my heart, but my friendship and relationship with him in the long run, just for some meaningless satisfaction? Fuck that is a hard choice, I guess it doesn't matter which way I go, and there will always be a strain now. The only problem is, when do I break my heart? Get it over with now, like ripping off a band-aid quickly, or do I prolong the pain and heartache that comes with unrequited love?

While I pondered on my jumbled thought, my subconscious must have made the decision for me. For no sooner had I walked out the classroom from Spanish do I find my hand on the doorknob of Mr. Cullen's office. My breathing was short and shallow, and my heart was racing. What do I do? Open or close? Endure the pain now or later? Listen to my heart or my head?

I closed my eyes and let all my emotions take over, trusting my subconscious to do the right thing. The door swung open on its hinges to reveal a masterpiece behind a desk, and my body melted seeing him like that. How could I refuse him? My whole body relaxed at the sight of him, and suddenly a very naughty idea came to mind, and I felt a huge surge of confidence from the adrenaline rush.

EPOV

She opened my office wide and I looked at her in all her glory, looking at me shyly wondering what was going to happen, Fuck if I knew, all I knew is that all my carefully laid plans to tell her 'I was sorry', and that 'I hadn't meant for it to happen, that she was amazing, but we couldn't keep doing this,' went out the window. I surmised that I could do only one thing; leave it to her. I would surrender myself to her and let her do, whatever she wanted to do, if she only wanted to talk, I would not be her sick perverted teacher, but keep my distance, everything was up to her. I couldn't be the dominating oaf I was before, I had to act gentlemanly and let her do anything or everything, take it slow. Fuck these thoughts aren't good, maybe I wasn't very good. At this thought my whole body slouched, until I looked up at her. Fuck she was beautiful, a rare and beautiful sapphire amongst a sea of shiny plastic. Oh God I wanted her, I wanted to kiss her full pouty lips and make her amber eyes glaze over in lust.

Her eyes gazed hungrily at my body, scanning first my face then travelling lower. Already I was straining against the zipper of my pants. She smirked up at me, before closing and locking my office door. I gulped my breathing becoming harsh and uneven. She stalked towards me like a tigress

"I'm here for Detention Mr. Cullen, apparently I've been a bad girl, other teachers have never said I'm bad, I'm always a perfect angel," she said in a husky voice, and my pants felt impossibly tight. She proceeded towards my chair, still in a state of shock I was when she straddled my legs in the chair, before whispering in my ear,

"I guess you just always seem to bring out my bad side Mr. Cullen."

She nipped at my neck, and I couldn't help but groan aloud, my head falling back against the chair. Fuck this woman was going to be the death of me. She looked around quickly and spotted my tie that I had taken off before our lesson, and looked up at me with a naughty smile. Grabbing the tie quickly, she got off my chair spun me around before yanking both my arms behind the chair and tying my hands up with the silk tie I always favoured, because she had complimented me on it once.

She settled herself back in my lap on the chair, and kissed my lips, and every worry, every thought in general flew out my head, as a heady sense of lust took over my entire body.

I wanted to pull her closer and feel her bare skin in my hands but I couldn't, I was tied to the stupid fucking chair. I growled out in frustration, and she removed herself from my lips grinning cockily at me.

"You don't like not being able to touch, do you?"

She started to remove the buttons from her shirt, and I groaned exasperatedly

"I want to do that," I pleaded with her

She grinned evilly at me before replying with,

"Ok"

I thought she was going to untie my hands, but no, she stretched up onto her knees, and arched her back, pressing her breasts into my face, I understood immediately what she wanted, and reached up to her earlobe biting on it, before I licked a long line down her neck, past her collarbone and onwards to her cleavage, giving careful licks around the area, before taking her shirt in my mouth and undoing the button. She groaned at this arched her neck back, pushing herself even further into my face. My tongue slid under the soft fabric of her bra, pushing back, before tasting her pert nibble, pebbled with desire.

She groaned at my name and this, pushing her hips back into my hard aching cock, grinding against me, and a hoarse cry left my mouth. She continued with this frenzy latching onto my weak spot, my ear lobe. I could barely take it any more

"Untie me Bella, please, Untie me- oh Fucking God"

She had moved her hand to grab my cock and it twitched in her hand with desire.

"Uh, uh, uh Edward, I'm not done yet" she winked at me, waggling her finger and I groaned.

She hopped off my lap, and twirled so that her skirt rose high enough so I could just see the edges of her blue lace panties.

"Fucking tease," I whispered out loud. She turned and stopped

"Did you just call me a tease Edward?" her hand resting on her hip, with her shirt half unbuttoned.

"Yes, you're a fucking tease" I said a little louder, smirking at her, I needed this.

"If I'm a tease would I do this?" she questioned me, raising her hand to her throat gliding her hand down through the hollow of her breasts, resting her hand against the rest of the unbuttoned shirt.

"yes"

"or how about this?"

She unbuttoned the rest of her shirt, pulling it half way down her arms

"yes"

She discarded the shirt completely on the floor of my office, letting her hands rest once more upon her hips, and the waistline of her plaid skirt.

"am I teasing you Edward?" she asked me huskily

"God yes Bella, please un-fucking-tie me, please baby?"

"Not yet, I'm still not quite done" she smirked up at me

She hooked her fingers under the waist of her skirt, pulling them down, inch by inch showing me all of her blue laced glory. I groaned and struggled against my ties, finally freeing my hands from their monstrous prison. I jumped up, practically growling at Bella, wrapping my arms around her into an embrace, pulling her against my body and pushing my lips down on hers hungrily. I didn't realise but Bella was slowly pushing me back towards my chair, unbuttoning my pants at the same time. She finally managed to unzip me and shoved my pants and boxers down my legs with her arms, before pushing me back into the seat and climbing back on top of me.

"That was naughty Edward," she whispered into my ear, her teeth grazing my earlobe. My heart rate increased, and I hoarsely replied,

"I thought it was time that I taught you a lesson Bella, you shouldn't be such a tease"

"I'm only a tease if I don't intend to go through with it, and I have every intention of following through"

Before I could realise what was happening, she had jumped off me, and pulled her panties down her legs, in one swift movement, before climbing back on, rubbing herself on my hard cock.

God, fuck, warmth, wet ecstasy. I grabbed her body so that I could remain in control.

"God Fuck Bella, so fucking wet for me, come on baby, sit that tight little pussy on my cock baby."

She brought her mouth to my ear once more replying,

"I love it when you talk dirty, baby"

She pulled her head back, and without warning thrust herself down on my cock.

"ah" we both groaned in ecstasy, I hadn't realised how much I missed this, it had only been two fucking hours. My head fell into her shoulder, as I tried to gain some semblance of control.

Slowly , very slowly, she started to rock against me, I hadn't realised before, but the way we were together was a very intimate position, we looked each other in the eyes, our arms weaving around the other's body, kissing each other desperately, we knew this could be the last time, but I hoped to fucking god, that I would get more than this with my angel. Slowly the pace increased, thrusting my hips into hers, I couldn't help but worship her body, placing sweet kisses around her neck and face. I groaned out at the sensation of it all, I was almost there.

"Edward, I'm almost there, harder, faster, baby"

I looked up into her face. Her hair was wild and out, framing her pale face, with a light pink flush to it. Her head was angled slightly back with her eyes partially closed, and her mouth open.

She saw my head move to watch her, and pulled her face back so that we were staring at each other, chocolate brown, into forest green. I thrust harder into her, and she bit her lip, not daring break the connection, I thrust one more time, and I felt her clenching around me, and I couldn't hold it anymore. We both cried out each other's names, seeing stars all around. It was the fucking best sex I've ever had.

She rested her head on my chest trying to regulate her breathing, while savouring the feeling of being close to me. There was honestly nothing we could say, the silence wasn't awkward or comfortable, it just was. I looked up into her chocolate warmth and smiled at the two orbs. She smiled back, a little restrained.

Before I could say a word, she had jumped off me, and started rapidly pulling her clothes on. I stood up, still woozy from the after effects, and forced her around to face me. I could see the tear tracks on her face, but my angel shouldn't cry.

"Bella, why are you crying? Don't cry baby"

"Edward, I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to attack you like that, god you must think I'm some sort of slut or something, I'll just go"

By this time she was almost dressed and ready. I quickly shoved up my boxers and pants, determined not to let her go like this, she had to understand

Her hand was already locking the door, but before she could open it, I grabbed her arm and yanked her back to me.

"Bella, don't leave like this, that was wonderful amazing, you're beautiful and pure, you're not a slut, how could you think of yourself like that. I would never like you as much as I do, if you were," I took a deep breath, not sure whether I should continue, "I like you very much, and believe it or not but I noticed you before I ever came here."

She looked up at me eyes wide, before mumbling something before looking at the ground.

"What did you say?"

A bright red pigment grew across her cheeks, but she continued to look at the ground

"I use to watch you giving lessons to Mrs. Clearwater next door, sometimes"

My heart almost stopped, she use to watch me, like I watched her?

Seeing that I was clearly stunned, she tried to make a break for it, but I pulled her back, wrapping my arms around her, forcing her face to meet mine, kissing her passionately, showing her how I felt. She relaxed and her fingers wrapped themselves in my hair.

I heard the door open behind me, and sheer panic coursed through my body, we both pulled away quickly, but not quickly enough. I turned to see who had interrupted us, seeing Emmett. He looked between us, from Bella in her rumpled uniform, and me baring my chest to the world, still in a state of shock, there was an awkward silence, I could hardly breathe properly let alone speak.

"What the Fuck is this?"

Fuck I'm screwed to Hell.

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