Thanks so much for the reviews for the first two chapters! I'm not sure if you guys will view this chapter as forward or rushed, but it's how I've had it planned. The last scene makes up a huge chunk of the chapter, but I think in this stage of the story that's okay. Sorry it's been almost a week again! Definitely wasn't intentional. I'll be out of town this next week, but hopefully I'll be able to find some time to write while I'm on the road. Please enjoy, and let me know what you really think! Thanks.
Haley hadn't left her apartment for two days straight, but now she had class, and she could no longer avoid it…him. She hadn't told anyone about their little dance, and she didn't plan to.
If she was being totally honest with herself, Haley had been thinking about him and about that dance for the whole of the last forty-eight hours. Her thoughts and feelings towards him were completely unwarranted, and she hated herself for the way she had been thinking.
Maybe I could get away with it.
Nobody has to find out.
She was his teacher, and those weren't proper thoughts to be having. Then again, neither were the ones she was having about him and the way he'd felt that night.
She couldn't get it out of her head…the way his body had felt pressed against hers and the way his hands had felt touching her. Her whole body had been on fire as his hands came into direct contact with her exposed thighs. Feeling his desire for her pressed hard into her back had turned her on to no end. As they had moved together, all she had been thinking was that she wished that they were alone. She wished that she wasn't his teacher, and she wished that there were no barriers between them.
Obviously she had been drinking a bit that night but not as much as he had probably thought. She remembered every second of it, and she had been completely coherent when asking him to dance.
God, the way his eyes had roved over her form as she had begun to dance in front of him. That one act alone had made her want him. She'd never been looked at like that before, and she wanted to be looked at like that again. She wanted him to show her just how much he wanted her. She wanted him to prove it.
But her morals were fighting her. She didn't know how old Nathan was, and even though she was sure he was about her age, it was still wrong. Having those types of relations with a student was wrong. She didn't even know the rules on that type of thing at THC. She'd never looked into it because she hadn't planned on it being an issue.
It was the oddest thing though. For the first time in her life, Haley found herself genuinely not giving a damn about any rules. That's how badly she wanted him. And she hadn't even realized it until his hands had been on her body and his hot breath had whispered into her ear. That's when she had given in.
But she still wasn't sure that she could bring herself to do it. No matter how badly she wanted him, she just didn't know if she could do it. She felt like it would completely change who she was, but she'd also felt that way when she first started sleeping with Chris. She was still the same person, though, so maybe Nathan wouldn't change her either. She could still be the Miss James she had always been.
Chris had tried to call her numerous times over the past two days. He had even stopped by once, but Haley didn't answer the door. It wasn't because she didn't want to see him. She just knew that he would be pissed off at her, and she had a ton to think about anyways. She hadn't spoken to any of her other friends that had tried calling either.
She really wasn't in the mood to dress up today, and technically it wasn't a rule that the teachers had to. Haley had dressed up every day she'd ever taught, and today was the first day she just didn't feel like it. So she got dressed in a pair of nicely fitting jeans, a pale yellow sweatshirt, and flip flops. She softly curled her dark hair, which had started growing out quite a bit. She found herself enjoying the new length. After doing her makeup, she grabbed everything she would need for the day and headed to work.
Nathan was leaning against her door again when she arrived, and she avoided all possible eye contact as she waited for him to move. Once he had, she unlocked the door and flipped the light on as she went inside. God, her heart was pounding in her chest. She was so nervous to be around him now. She didn't know what he was going to say or do. Hell, she didn't know what she was going to say or do.
But just like almost every other day, Nathan went straight to his seat in the front row and sat down with his books. Haley discreetly looked up at him a couple of times, but he didn't seem nervous at all. It was kind of pissing her off a little bit, even though it was technically a good thing that he was acting like nothing had happened.
Nathan couldn't take his eyes off of her for a minute of the class. This was the first time he'd ever seen her dressed casually, and to his surprise he loved it. She looked so natural and laid back dressed in jeans and a sweatshirt, in contrast to her usual teacher persona. However, she also still looked incredibly sexy, especially since he couldn't stop thinking about how it felt to touch her.
His whole plan to not think about her when they weren't around one another had failed miserably after they had danced together. He couldn't get that night out of his head, and he couldn't help but want more from her. But he had tried to play it cool this morning and act like nothing had happened. He wanted to gauge her reaction to the situation, and from the looks of it her thoughts paralleled his.
As soon as class started, Haley felt like herself again. That's what she loved about teaching; it could always melt away her stress and make her feel right at home.
"Alright, no homework, but if you're not caught up on the reading I'd suggest you do that tonight," Haley announced at the end of class, sending her students a pointed look.
Everyone got up and filed out of the room except for Nathan. He knew that they needed to talk about the other night, and he knew that she would want to. Once everyone else was gone, he got up and walked over to her. She was perched on her desk again, and he stood directly in front of her, realizing he had no idea what to say about the other night. She probably thought it was the biggest mistake of her life.
Her soft voice broke him out of his thoughts. "Go close the door."
He hesitated briefly before giving her a short nod and walking to the door. He closed it quietly and turned around, almost jumping when he realized that she had followed him. She was standing directly in front of him, and before he knew what was happening her lips were on his.
Haley didn't know what had come over her, but her body carried her to Nathan. Once he had turned around, she placed her hands on his chest and pushed him against the door roughly, attaching her lips to his in a hard kiss.
He didn't even respond at first. He barely even knew what the hell was going on. But after a few seconds, he started to kiss her back just as forcefully as he gripped her hips in his hands. After a moment though, he pulled away and stared at her questioningly. "Miss James, what are you doing?"
"Call me Haley," she whispered as she looked up at his face. Her body was still pressed against his, and she knew that he wanted her.
Nathan couldn't believe that he was questioning her right now, but he couldn't help it. "Haley," he said softly, bringing one of his hands up to her face. He caressed her cheek, smiling slightly when he noticed her leaning into his touch. "What are you doing?"
"Isn't this what you wanted?" she whispered, her hands still on his strong chest.
"Is it what you want?" he returned. His lower half was seriously reprimanding him for asking all these questions, but for some reason he had to be sure.
Haley didn't even hesitate before nodding her head.
Nathan smirked, moving his hand back down to her hip. "Not here," he said quietly. "Anyone could see."
She nodded again. "I have another class in an hour," she stated before reluctantly backing away from his body.
Nathan moved around her and grabbed his books from his desk. He opened the door to the classroom and sent her a quick smile before departing.
Haley's eyes were wide as she took a seat behind her desk. She didn't think she'd ever surprised herself so much with just one action. And oddly, she hadn't started regretting it yet.
"Oh, so you are alive," Chris stated sarcastically as he entered his best friend's apartment.
Haley rolled her eyes, shutting the door behind him. "I'm sorry about the past couple of days. I just needed some time to myself. I'm good now."
"So you aren't mad at me?"
She shook her head. "No, Chris. I was not and am not mad at you."
He smiled. "So we're cool?"
Haley nodded. "Yes, we are cool. Come here." She brought him into a hug.
Chris wrapped his arms around her and closed his eyes, resting his chin on top of her head. "I missed you, buddy."
"I missed you, too," Haley replied, smiling when she pulled out of the embrace.
Chris returned the smile and took both her hands in his, leaning forward.
When she realized he was leaning in for a kiss, Haley removed her hands from his and took a step back. "Chris, we should um…talk about that," she said quietly.
"Talk about what?" he questioned, clearly confused. He stepped close to her again.
"You and I," Haley responded, her voice just above a whisper. "This…our arrangement."
"Oh." Chris shoved both his hands in his pockets. This didn't sound good. It sounded like she was getting ready to end things, and that was absolutely the last thing he wanted.
Haley gave him a small smile. "Chris, you're my best friend, okay? And you will always be my best friend. And God, you don't even…I am so thankful to you for what you've done for me these past several months. I don't know if I would have made it through everything without you." She felt herself tearing up as she thought about how hard it had been and just how much her friends had helped her through that time.
Chris shook his head and smiled. "You would have. You're the strongest person I know, Haley."
She smiled, but it slowly faded. "Like I said, I'm so thankful for what you've done for me. And I don't regret a second of our time together because it helped me so much, but we both knew it wasn't going to last forever. We had an agreement, and I'm better now. I'm better than I have been in a long time, actually. I think you know that."
"Haley, you're still drinking," Chris objected warily.
She bit her lip, looking down at the ground for a moment. "Not like I used to," she whispered. "And you know that, too." She took a deep breath, looking up at him again. "The point is we're best friends. And we both deserve to move on with our lives with other people. We can't hook up anymore."
"Haley," Chris mumbled with a shake of his head. "I don't think you're ready."
"No offense, but that's not really up to you," she replied. "I love you for caring, Chris, really. But I am ready, and you have to respect that. You're still my best friend. This doesn't change that."
Chris ran his hands over his face, letting out a deep sigh. "You're sure about this?" God, the last thing he wanted was to end their arrangement. She was right though. That's exactly what it had always been: an arrangement. There weren't supposed to be any feelings involved, and he had been foolish enough to allow himself to fall for her. They were best friends, though, and if this was what she wanted then he would do it. He wanted her to be happy.
"Yes," she replied with a strong nod. "I'm sure."
"Okay," he answered quietly.
Haley smiled softly. "Thank you, Chris. Thank you for not freaking out on me." She wrapped her arms around him again. She had been extremely nervous about this conversation. Truthfully, she'd been wanting to have it for a while now. She wanted to be stronger, and she wanted to do it on her own. She knew that Chris had developed some sort of feelings for her, and she wasn't sure how he would react to this. But he was being a great best friend, as usual, and she loved him so much for that. The last thing she needed to worry about was her relationship with her best friend. There was enough on her plate as it was.
Chris hugged her back tightly. "I would never, babe."
Lucas smiled at the beautiful woman sitting across from him. It was their second date, and they were currently having dinner at one of Tree Hill's finest restaurants. Even though this was only the second time he'd hung out with her, Lucas could feel himself falling hard and fast. He'd never been in love before, but he'd always imagined how it would feel. And this was exactly it.
Similar thoughts were running through the brunette woman's mind. When she saw him smile at her from across the table, she instantly returned it. "Thank you for dinner, Luke," Brooke said. "I had a great time tonight."
"Me, too," Lucas replied honestly, the lovesick smile still on his face.
"I also had fun the other night," Brooke said suggestively. "Even though we skipped dinner and went straight to dessert."
Lucas blushed as she talked about their first "date." He had planned on taking her out, but it had been so late already, so they just went back to his apartment. He wasn't usually the type to sleep with a woman on the first date; that was more his brother's forte. But there was something about this woman that he simply couldn't resist. "I did, too," he replied finally. "I really like you, Brooke." He placed his hands on top of the table and opened them for her.
Brooke smiled, placing both of her hands in his and leaning across the table. Their lips met in a soft kiss, until she deepened it by pushing her tongue between his lips.
"We should probably get out of here," Lucas mumbled a moment later. "I'm not really up for giving everyone a show tonight."
Laughing, Brooke let go of one of his hands and stood up. "I think you're the shyest guy I've ever met, Broody." She loved it about him though.
"The opposite to you, Cheery," he replied with a laugh. He squeezed her hand as they left the restaurant, and once they were outside he wrapped his arm securely around her shoulders.
Haley looked up at him from underneath her eyelashes as she took a sip of her drink. She was definitely going to need some liquid courage tonight.
After much internal debate, Haley decided that one time wouldn't kill her. One time, and then her desire for him could fizzle out. Then it would all be over before it even began, and she would simply be Miss James again. And he would be Mr. Scott.
Right now, though, she wanted to be Haley. Just Haley. And she wanted him to be Nathan. Nothing more and nothing less.
She licked her lips as she set her drink down and stood up from the bar stool she had been sitting on. She had come here alone tonight, but this time she knew exactly what she was after.
She stalked over to him and placed a hand in the center of his chest. "You have an office?" she asked in a low voice.
Nathan nodded. His heart rate had already been high, but after she put her hand on his chest it skyrocketed. He took her free hand in his and turned around, leading her to the back of the club where his office was located.
As soon as the door was closed, Haley did just what she had done in her classroom the other day. She pushed him up against the door and kissed him, this time running her hands under his shirt and up his stomach.
This time, Nathan didn't hesitate. He moved his hands down her back and to her ass, lifting her up and allowing her to wrap her legs around his waist. He crossed the office and pushed her up against the wall as he kissed her back forcefully. He pushed his tongue into her mouth, letting out a deep groan once it came into contact with hers. After a moment, Nathan pulled his mouth away from hers and began leaving a trail of hot, wet kisses along her neck. "Do you have any idea what you do to me?" he breathed, closing his eyes for a second to take the moment in. He lifted his head and met her eyes, which were most definitely clouded over with lust. "I can't stop thinking about being with you like this."
She knew exactly what he meant, and she silently returned the sentiment by tightening her legs around his waist and grinding her lower half into his. She heard him groan loudly, and she smirked before placing a hand behind his head and bringing his lips back to hers. She kissed him hungrily for several minutes, repeating the grinding motion with her hips every once in a while. As she pulled her head away from his, she bit his bottom lip gently and then soothed it by kissing him once more.
Nathan could feel himself getting harder and harder by the second, and he was fairly sure he'd never been so turned on in his entire life. As they broke apart, his eyes traveled down her flushed face and neck until they reached the cleavage her dress was exposing. He bit back a moan at the sight and moved his hands to her thighs, untangling her from his waist. "Get down," he commanded softly. Once she was standing against the wall, he backed up.
She knew what he wanted her to do, and she was too goddamn turned on to say anything about it. Instead, she slowly walked towards him and turned around so her back was facing him.
Understanding what she needed, Nathan placed one hand on her shoulder and used the other to slowly lower the zipper of her dress.
Haley held the dress up until she had moved back to her previous spot against the wall, and then she shimmied it down her body until it hit the floor. She kicked her high heels off, too, and stepped away from the pile.
Nathan was pretty sure his jaw hit the floor at about the same time her dress did. This was his teacher. This was Miss James. And she was standing in front of him, wearing nothing but a lacy, strapless black and white bra and matching panties, willingly. If at all possible, the strain against his jeans increased, and he felt his cock twitch in anticipation. He tried to control his breathing, but it was already picking up, and they'd barely done anything yet. Hastily, he grabbed the collar of his t-shirt and lifted it over his head, tossing it to the side.
Haley took a few steps forward until she was right in front of him, and she bit her lip. "Did you lock the door?" she whispered.
He shook his head and didn't even move. He was, in complete honesty, still mesmerized by the fact that his literature teacher was standing in front of him in her underwear. And he'd be lying if he said she didn't have one of the most amazing bodies he'd ever seen. It was practically begging him to fuck her.
Haley's eyes traveled down his chest and abs, appreciating every chiseled part of his body. When she realized he hadn't moved, she looked up at his eyes again, which were definitely not on her face. "Nathan," she whispered. "The door."
His head snapped up, and his eyes were wide for a moment. She'd never called him Nathan before. But, God, did his name sound amazing dripping from her lips. Without a word, he turned around and walked to the door, turning the lock. He wasted no time in walking back over to her and placing his hands on her hips. Nathan had always been a talker, and he wasn't going to change that for her. His mind was so clouded with lust and anticipation that he was pretty sure he couldn't change it if he tried. He pressed his body close to hers and whispered, "I want to fuck you so bad."
"Badly," Haley corrected him with a smirk.
Nathan shook his head. He couldn't believe how much her correcting his wanting to fuck her was turning him on. He usually got annoyed when people corrected him like that. Maybe it was because she was actually going to let him do it. As he leaned in, Nathan raised an eyebrow. "I want to fuck you so badly." He kissed her just as forcefully as he had before, burying one of his hands in her hair.
Haley allowed a short moan to escape her as they kissed, and she trailed her hands down his chest and over the contours of his abs. Once she reached the top of his jeans, she tugged on his belt for a few seconds before she got it loose. She felt Nathan's lips move to her neck again, and she undid the button on his jeans and tilted her head back to give him better access. Lastly, she lowered the zipper before pushing his jeans down.
Nathan pulled away from her for a second to kick off his shoes and socks and then, finally, his jeans. His lips were on hers again as he walked her backwards before pushing her down onto the wide couch in his office. He lowered himself on top of her and began kissing his way down her chest. He kissed the tops of her breasts as he reached for the clasp of her bra.
She arched her back to provide him access to her bra clasp as she grinded her hips into his. She smiled when she heard him moan. God, she wanted him so badly. She could feel his cock pressing against her heat through the thin material of his boxers, and God she couldn't wait to see him. That had never crossed her mind with any other man, but for some reason she couldn't wait to get him naked. Then again, she had never slept with a man that had half the body of Nathan Scott.
Nathan found the clasp quickly and undid it with one hand. When you slept with as many women as Nathan Scott, it helped to know what you were doing. He lifted his torso off of her as he reached for the front of her bra and pulled it from her breasts, dropping it by the side of the couch. This had never happened to him before, but for a second he just had to stare at her in awe. Her body really was perfect. Once he'd snapped out of his trance, he bent his head down and instantly began working on her breasts.
Haley threw her head back and moaned loudly as his mouth came into contact with her bare breasts. She was already panting, and she squeezed her eyes shut. Her entire body was on fire. It had never felt like this before. And with as good as she felt now, she couldn't imagine what it would feel like when he was actually inside of her. She didn't even realize it, but she was arching her back, pushing herself further into him.
When she moaned for a second time, Nathan felt his cock twitch again. He had never heard such an intoxicatingly sexy sound in his entire life, and he wanted to make her do it over and over again. He pulled his head away from her chest and moved his lips to her ear. "Did you feel that?" he whispered.
Her eyes were still closed, but she nodded her head. Of course she had felt it; his lower half couldn't be pressed any closer to hers.
"That's how bad I want to fuck you," he continued.
And this time, she couldn't even bring herself to correct his grammar. It would put off their union for even longer, and that was the last thing she wanted. She needed him, and she needed him soon.
Nathan smirked at her when she finally opened her eyes. He kissed her again as his hand trailed down over her flat stomach and reached the hem of her panties. He trailed his thumb over the top before slipping his hand inside and feeling her with his fingers. He groaned into her hair as he felt her for the first time, but after a moment he pulled his head up, surprised that her eyes were still open. "You're so wet," he grunted as he continued to run his fingers along her. He kissed her once more before pulling away again. She wasn't talking, and he hated it when women were silent during sex. It always made him feel like they weren't enjoying it. Plus, it was just hot to hear them talk dirty. As he continued to feel her, allowing his fingers to almost slip inside of her, he asked her a question. "Why are you wet?"
When she felt his fingers almost dip inside of her, Haley's eyes snapped shut, and she threw her head back again. Then when she heard him ask her that, she opened her eyes. She gasped when she felt his fingers circling her entrance again, but she knew he was just teasing her.
"Why are you wet?" he asked again, a bit more forcefully.
Haley whimpered when she felt him remove her hand from his panties and almost immediately began pushing her lower half against him, in need of some sort of friction. "Because I want you inside of me," she finally answered. She watched him trail his hand down her stomach again before disappearing into her panties, and she grabbed his arm, pulling his hand out. She saw the questioning look he was sending her and shook her head in response. "Not your fingers," she whispered. "I want your cock inside of me." Just to make herself clear, Haley reached down and slipped her hand inside of his boxers, wrapping her fingers around his rigid member.
That was literally all she had to say. Nathan couldn't take it any longer after that. He hooked his thumbs inside of her panties and dragged them down her smooth legs, tossing them onto the floor with the rest of their clothing. Then he pushed his own boxers down his legs and kicked them off, incredibly thankful that his painfully hard cock was finally free.
Haley gasped when she saw him, but her lips were quickly covered by his. As they kissed, she could feel him pulsating against her thigh and wanted nothing more than for him to finally enter her.
Nathan kissed her hungrily as he used one hand to guide his cock to her entrance, not wasting any time as he quickly and roughly pushed into her.
She simply had to break off the kiss as soon as he entered her, letting out a loud moan. God, she could swear she had never moaned this much during sex before, and it had only just begun.
He stilled once inside of her and closed his eyes, a feeling of absolute euphoria enveloping him as her heat surrounded him. "Fuck," he mumbled as he rested his forehead on her shoulder. "You're so tight, Miss James."
"Haley," she reminded him strongly. She sure as hell did not need any reminders that what they were doing was wrong while they were doing it. When he lifted his head and looked at her, she smiled. "Haley."
Nathan nodded, returning the smile and then pressing his lips to hers as he pulled out of her depths for only a second before slamming back inside.
Haley couldn't help but cry out loudly, "Nathan!" the second time he entered her.
"I like it when you call me Nathan," he whispered, dropping a few kisses along her jaw. He let out a low groan as he continued to move inside of her, and again when she began lifting her hips to meet his every thrust.
A couple of seconds later, Haley wrapped both her legs around his waist, still reveling in the feeling of him moving within her as she lifted her head up and left several kisses along his neck.
Her lips really were like heaven to him. He closed his eyes as she peppered kisses across his skin, and at her command he began moving faster.
"Fuck," Haley cried out as she felt him hit a spot that he hadn't before, and God it felt good. She had imagined being with Nathan, and she had known that it would feel good, but this…this was amazing. She had never felt anything like this before, ever.
Nathan felt her digging her heels into his back, and he picked up the pace again, feeling himself slip closer and closer towards the edge. Wanting to make sure she came first, he bent his head down and began working on her breasts again. He rested his weight on an elbow while the other hand gripped her thigh.
Haley moaned loudly as she felt herself getting ready to snap. Her entire body began to tingle, and a moment later she closed her eyes tight as she felt herself exploding with pleasure. "Nathan," she moaned as she came.
Nathan thrust into her once more before feeling himself go over the edge. His body stilled as his seed spilled into her, and as he came he said her name over and over again. Not Miss James. Haley.
She was surprised that she loved hearing him call her Haley, and a moment later she felt his body collapse onto hers. She gripped his back, which was slick with sweat, as they both attempted to regain normal breathing.
Neither teacher nor student said a word. They lay there for several minutes, until Nathan finally moved off of her and began getting dressed. Haley soon did the same, and once she had her dress on she walked over to him and turned around.
Nathan smiled and reached for her zipper, this time pulling it up so that her dress would stay on.
Haley closed her eyes briefly before turning around. She placed a hand on his chest. "No one finds out about this," she told him sternly. "No one."
Nathan smirked. As she turned to walk out, he slapped her ass. "Yes ma'am, Miss James."