A/N: thank you all for your reviews. It seriously makes my day that much better.
I walked through the student parking lot early Monday morning a lot happier than usual. It was a good weekend, passed my motorcycle classes so mom scheduled my driver's test for after practice, sold my car for parts making a decent amount of money, and I got to hang out with Killian, we haven't after we made up. The only downside was that I fucking failed at life when it came to texting Regina. Every time I went to type out a message my thumb hovered over the 'send' button but I never pressed it. I didn't want to seem too needy. Even though she told me how she felt I was still second guessing some things, not everything but things like this, a simple text.
Cutting through the teachers lot I saw Regina's car but didn't see her in it. I brought my gaze to the campus and saw that the gate was unlocked. The ache to see her grew into a need and as fast as I could with my backpack and my duffel I quickly walked towards the school. Did I need an excuse to see her? No I shouldn't right? Slipping into her hall my eyes spotted her open door and my heart leaped in my chest. As I got closer I heard a laugh that was not hers. Fuck, who is that?
"I think you'll make a fine Vice Principle, the students have already seemed to take a liking to you." Regina said and I died a little inside because it was that fucking blonde bitch she was talking to.
"Well I can definitely see why the student's have taken a liking to you Regina." she replied in the shittiest flirtatious voice I've ever heard.
Regina's chuckle filled the hallway and I felt my happy mood slowly slipping away. There's no reason for me to expect her not flirt with anyone else. She's not my girlfriend, we are not together...so why am I getting so riled up. I needed to get out of there, now. As I spun around forcefully my duffel bag caught momentum and slipped off my shoulder, jerking down on the back of my neck sending me to tile floor. I hit the floor with a loud smack and the chatter in the classroom ceased.
Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck.
There's no way I'm letting them catch me on the ground like this. My hands and knees stung from the impact, somehow the embarrassment of being caught on all fours from spying on the woman I'm sort of kind of dating stung worse. Scrambling, I attempted to get back up but since I've had 3 consecutive good days apparently I'm due for the 12 inch cock the universe is about to fuck me with, as my shin caught my duffel once again tumbling me to the ground.
Shit that hurt.
The sound of multiple heels clicking on the tile got closer and I panicked. One final attempt.
Nope, my knees and wrists hurt way too fucking much. I hoped I didn't mess myself up that bad to fuck me out of volleyball.
"Emma!" Regina said in a concerned way as I felt the wind pass me from her briskly walking over to me.
That's right Ms. Vice Principle lady I'm the blonde she wants.
My hair was tossed in front of my face and I couldn't see until she flipped it back over my head, her gaze met mine with worry flashing across her eyes.
"Are you okay?" she whispered.
I'm loosing myself in those warm honey brown orbs I haven't seen since Friday and my brain can't form a fucking sentence so I just nodded my head yes.
"Let me get this bag for you." Regina replied then she hooked her fingers under the strap around my neck and pulled it off.
"Thanks." I mumbled.
She smiled at me then stood up holding her hand out. I grabbed it and let it go as soon as I was up, dusted myself off then stood there awkwardly.
"Eager for school huh?"
Turning my head I saw our possible new VP smiling at me. I'm eager to see Regina who just happens to be at this school, duh.
"No." I replied shortly. Out of the corner of my eye I saw Regina frown, she could probably tell I was feeling some type of way. Ugh, I can do better than that, be nice. "My car broke down and my mom dropped me off today. Emma Swan." I reached my hand to her.
"Mal Page." she replied taking it. "I hope to be the new Vice Principle here."
"Awesome."
"I'm glad I finally got a chance to meet you. I heard you were a big part in winning the volleyball game on Friday. Here, let me help."
I went to deny her but she was already wrapping her arm underneath mine with Regina leading the way to her room. My eyes darted down to her skirt clad ass and I whimpered at the site.
"You okay? Was I pulling on you too hard?" Mal asked.
I shook my head no reminding myself to shut the fuck up the next time I wanted to vocalize my sexual attraction for my teacher. When we got in the classroom I unwrapped myself from the VP and she walked back over to Regina who had delicately placed my bag next to her desk. Then the both of them turned around to look at me as Mal slid on the desk with Regina following her movements. I frowned when I saw the stupid blonde lady scoot over so her leg brushed up against my girlfriend. Friend, shit girl who is a friend.
My eyes locked on their connected clothes and my frowned deepened.
"Is there something I can help you with Miss Swan?" my ears perked up at my formal name and I couldn't tell if she was doing that because she was frustrated she didn't hear from me or if it's because this woman is here.
"No Ms. Mills, I'll just come grab my bag."
I walked over to it and paused when I was right in front of her hoping she wouldn't make me reach down since her heels were dangling just above it.
"Can you, uh, just kick it to me?"
A dangerous teasing smile reached her lips.
"You're young you can do it." Regina said as a glint of playfulness swirled in her eyes.
She's doing this on fucking purpose, this woman is really about to make me reach down basically in between her legs and grab my bag. She just wants to see me squirm and her words from Friday night ran through my brain.
"...At first I wasn't sure, I started doing things to prove to myself I was being crazy but ever time I got close to you I could see your chest rising and falling faster. I could feel how you reacted..."
I bent down slightly with Regina's brown eyes looking at my chest watching my body go through the normal routine whenever I was near her.
"On second thought-" I said loudly standing back up and taking a step back. "-Can you just hang on to it for the day?"
An all knowing smile appeared on her face, I knew she was secretly jumping up and down for joy from me getting all flustered.
"I can do that for you." she said politely then turned to Mal. "Do you mind giving us a minute Ms. Page I want to talk to Miss Swan about her test since I have her here."
Shit, did I fail? No I swear I felt good working through those problems.
"Of course and just call me Mal." sliding off the desk she winked at Regina. Ew no, get the fuck out of here. "Will be you available for lunch?"
Who the fuck does this bitch think she is. Some fucking balls she has to basically ask my teacher out in a front of student. I'm not saying she's being unprofessional but it's on the spectrum or is that my jealousy talking.
"I already have plans but maybe next time, I can take you out for a congratulatory meal when you get the job?" she smiled and I felt the envy seep in cracking the foundation to my happy attitude. "Can you just close the door on your way out?"
Mal nodded said goodbye to me then left as the sound of the click from the door shutting filled the room. I closely watched Regina as she hopped off the desk, pulled out her extra chair, then sat down in her own. She patted the seat, cuing me to sit down. I trudged over to the desk trying to keep my jealousy hidden, shrugging the backpack off my shoulders I sat down and she began flipping through the tests until she found mine, placing it on top of the stack.
Straight to business huh? We're not even going to talk about what just happened back there with Mal.
I saw the B circled in red sharpie. B, that's not bad.
"So overall you did good, I just want to go over determining the displacement of an object because you missed both questions that involved this and I can see where it messed you up." she turned her head to me and her eyes burned into my face as I stared blankly at the test hoping I can ignore the tingling from her gaze.
As much as I wished she would look away she didn't so I turned my head to hers meeting her orbs with a plan to put up an emotional front blocking off my idiotic emotions. However when she focused in on me whenslowly the annoyance, jealousy, the childish internal tantrum I was throwing melted away.
"Are you following so far?" Regina asked with a smile on her lips.
"Yes, displacement of an object."
Nodding she returned her gaze back to my test.
"To calculate that the formula would be what?"
"Divide velocity by time."
"No, how about we work through it together." she answered with an encouraging tone.
I can't believe I was about to blow my whole day on being mad over something that I have no right to be mad at. She has every right to do what she wants with who she wants because we are not together. We are just friends. Just friends. Just friends. Friends with feelings for each oth-Nope, no just friends.
"Let's run through an example. We have a graph of a runner on a straight track." she said ripping out a new piece of paper for me and placing her pen of top it. "We can see they accelerate from a dead stop to a maximum velocity of 12 meters per second. How do you determine the displacement of the runner?"
"Well..." I started but she shook her head no.
"Write it down. It's seems to really help you retain the information." and her finger gently tapped the paper she just gave me.
It's kind of crazy how she can go from Regina to Ms. Mills in a heartbeat. Picking up the pen I began to write out the steps.
"We calculate the area between the graph line and the time axis."
"And the formula for that is..." Regina pressed.
Biting the end of her pen I thought. The formula is area equals some fraction of something times something times something. Suddenly tingles shot through my body as her fingers slowly trailed over my shoulders blades. With everything being out in the open I let my body relax in her touch willingly but the lazy circles she was drawing over my clothes was making it hard to concentrate.
Her chair creaked lightly as she leaned in.
"The formula Miss Swan." As her warm breath hit my face my eyes closed as I gripped around the pen tightly.
"It's kind of hard."
"I'm sure it is." she whispered teasingly and I moaned.
Yup out loud, for her to hear and everything.
Usually I hated it when my friends use to make jokes like that but from her it's a huge fucking turn on.
"The formula." she said again.
With a shaky hand I placed the tip of the pen on the paper and tried to think.
"Um...the area..."
"Mmhmm." Regina replied slowly, almost in a taunting manner, and trailed her hand down my arm then placed it on the inside of the middle of my thigh.
My leg jerked at the sudden warmth as it spread to my groin and throughout my body. Jesus this fucking woman is such a tease.
"Theareaequalshalftimesbasetimesheight." I rushed out.
A smile crossed her lips and the giggle was light, finally she retracted her hand. Whew, okay now I can function.
"Good job. Now you'll be ready for the next time this pops up on a test."
I didn't give a fuck about that, I'm still flustered from her hand being so close to my dick.
"Thanks. That was, um, unexpected by the way." I replied twirling the pen in between my fingers.
"Well I figured that was the only was to subdue that green swirling inside you." Regina replied then leaned back in her chair, lacing her fingers together.
In shame I bowed my head and sighed.
"Yea, sorry about that. Look I know we're not...anything, I'm just-I don't know-she was just so obvious. Why couldn't she have done that without me here and then when you replied with that damn congratulatory meal, I don't know, I guess it just got to me." I fumbled with my fingers keeping my eyes glued to them. "You don't seem like the type who does jealousy."
"I don't." she said but soon her hand was back on my leg as she leaned forward. Lifting my head I was met with a beautiful and encouraging smile. "But on you Emma Swan, I kind of like it."
My eyebrows scrunched together.
"Well thanks I think. I'll still do my best to keep that to a minimum though." I placed my hand on top of hers and her smile grew.
Just friends. Just friends. Just friends.
"As for you meal concerns." Regina continued. "There's nothing to be concerned about."
I scoffed obnoxiously loud.
Rolling her chair closer to me she brushed her knees against mine and placed her other hand on unoccupied leg. She brought herself as close as she could be without it seeming suspicious, then with a hard stare she placed all her attention on me.
"I'm serious, I can tell she's attracted to me but I'm not to her. I know where my feelings lay and so do you. It's just food and I already told her that I'm not interested in any sort of dating or relationship and if she's tries anything, she would wish she hadn't." she said softly then gave me a full smile as she squeezed my legs.
I'm such a dumbass. My reaction was so obvious, my ego was so fucking bruised, the insecurities were so strong she felt the need to reassure me.
So much for me being mature about my emotions.
"Are you the jealous type?"
"Only with you." There was zero hesitation in Regina's voice. She said it with grace, confidence, and a relaxed tone. That's how I should be.
"With me? When?" I pressed.
"Whenever I see any of your friends kiss you, hug you, touch you in general." she said sheepishly.
Ah, there it is.
I stared at her as her cheeks began to flush and her teeth came out to bite her lip.
"Why are you looking at me like that?" she asked.
"I'm just surprised that you would get jealous over me." I replied honestly.
Her hand slipped from under mine as she removed her hands from my legs, twirled around in her chair to face her desk and rummage through papers but not before sending me a wink as her response.
It's crazy how something so small can make me feel so much.
"So, you said you had plans for lunch today. What are they?" I asked changing the subject to something a little lighter. I wanted to go more in depth but sadly we are at school and I knew that was a conversation to be had in private.
"Well I was hoping hanging out with you." she replied not looking up from her work. "I could grab us some food and please don't say you'll pay me back because I really don't care about things like that."
Nope, not my style.
"Actually I made some money this weekend maybe I can grab us something."
She chuckled, wrote something in red sharpie then went on to the next paper.
"And how will you get there? If you think you're taking my car then forget it."
Laughing lightly I leaned back in my chair and glanced over her profile.
"I'll borrow Killian's truck he wont ask questions because he owes me anyway."
After moment of thinking about it she nodded.
"Okay, pick a place off the list I sent you, text me before lunch and I'll tell you what I want from there. Everything is within a two mile radius of the school so you don't have to drive far."
I didn't answer, if I even really registered what she said. I was too busy watching her face shift through different expressions as she graded students work.
How is she so beautiful?
And underneath all that teacher professional bullshit is a person who likes me. Not just a girl but a woman. The sound of her pen dropping on the desk pulled me out of my daze as she rolled around in her chair to face me.
"Did you hear me? Or are you too busy watching me?" Regina teased lifting the corner of her mouth.
Blushing slightly I shrugged my shoulders.
"Can you blame me?"
"No, I'd be doing the same thing if I didn't procrastinate in grading these over the weekend." she said then smirked as her gaze went to the clock and I followed it.
Fuck, five minutes left until the warning bell.
"You should get going, I don't want you to be late."
My sigh was exaggerated and comical.
"Back to reality huh?"
"Back to reality." she replied with a smile but I could hear the displeasure in her voice.
Me too. Me fucking too.
"I'll see you at lunch okay?"
I nodded and she turned back around. I grabbed my backpack then looked down at my duffel. I really don't want to have to carry this stupid thing around all day.
"I can hold on to it." Regina answered reading my mind.
"Thanks." I mumbled sincerely then turned around feeling her gaze on me as I walked out the door.
I sat on the bleachers waiting for Regina to arrive with her smoothie and barbecue chicken lettuce wrap in my hand. As I thought Killian didn't ask me any questions. In fact I interrupted him while he was talking to Aliey and I didn't even finish my question before he just shoved his keys to me.
Soon the sound of her heels hit the metal of the bleachers as she walked up. I looked up to see her smiling at me.
"Sorry, I had to help a student. Were you waiting long?" she asked when she sat down next to me.
"Nope not long at all. Here you go." I replied handing her the food and smoothie.
"Thanks." she said softly then took a bite of her wrap.
We ate in silence enjoying the company of one another. The laughter of students in the quad could be heard from where we were. My gaze went to her and I watched her as she ate. Which was probably creepy but I didn't care. Her hair blew freely from the light wind gently whipping strands across her face. She took another bite and bit of barbecue sauce caught the edge of her lip, before I could say anything her tongue snaked out, licking it off. Her fingertips twirled the napkin in her hands before wiping the corner of her mouth.
Every time I look at one I just think of the fucking game we played on Friday. Napkins will never ever be the same.
"Penny for those thoughts?"
Bringing my attention back to the present, the lips of the amazing woman in front of me curled up into a small smile.
"How do you know I'm thinking about something? Are you sure you don't have some sort of mind reading capability?" I asked as my lips curved into a matching smile.
Regina placed her trash back in the plastic bag, tied it up then took a sip of her smoothie.
"You're kind of obvious about it." she said chuckling through her statement.
"Hey I can't help it, you make me-" I shut my mouth and she raised an eyebrow.
"I make you what."
Regina turned her body to face me, her knees brushed against the side of my thigh and a wave of goosebumps passed through me.
"You make me all stupid and shit." I grumbled out.
Dropping her head back she laughed and I enjoyed the fact that I could make her laugh like that. The vein her neck pumped hard and I found myself licking my lips.
Fuck I want to bite the shit out of her neck.
"You're not stupid you just like me." Regina replied after she calmed down then sent me a wink.
Ugh, I can't with her...I just can't.
"So, before the minor rabbit trail we took you were about to tell me what was on your mind."
Finishing the last of my food I wiped my hands then shifted my body so I could face her squarely, purposely brushing my knees up against hers.
"I was just thinking that I can't look at another napkin the same way."
Nodding her head she leaned her elbow on the row behind us and rested the side of her head in her palm.
"Do I make you, you know..." For some reason I can't finish, because asking do I turn you on just sounds outrageously stupid.
An amused and mischievious expression appeared on her face along with a crooked grin.
"Not sure I should tell you." there was a want with a hint of teasing in her voice.
"Please! You're not as easily readable as I apparently am."
Pouting the best I could she finally rolled her eyes playfully.
"You do. I hide it because I want to take this slow. But when I do think about you, like that, there's this sting of guilt that always follows."
Okay, ouch. Good and bad news delivered in one punch.
"Why?" I pressed.
Her brown eyes lifted to mine and as it was if she had guilty written across her forehead. My instincts were to wrap her in a hug and tell her she has nothing to be guilty about but unfortunately here, I'm just a student and she's just a teacher.
"It's not just what we talked about." she said straightening up and running a hand through her hair. "I mean the fact that you didn't even realize that I liked you makes me feel even worse, like I'm confiscating you're childhood or something. The ethical part of me is having a hard time dealing with it but other parts of me say screw the ethics."
"That's the part I agree with." trying to joke and lighten mood. Her smile to me let me know it worked but then she sighed heavily.
"You do understand why it has to be this way for now."
I nodded my head yes holding back the frown that threatened my lips.
"I do understand."
And there it was. I felt my mouth drop at the sides unable to hold it in any longer. At least I know it's sort of a struggle for her and I'm not the only one who's having a hard time suppressing the sexual tension between us.
"So, do you still want to do our thing on Thursdays?" I asked forcing myself to smile but my tone was still solemn.
"It's up to you. I honestly don't care about the money I just wanted a reason to see you more often."
That did it. That was thing to put a real smile on my face.
"I would like to, if that's okay with you?" I replied.
She leaned forward then placed her hand on my knee.
"That's definitely okay with me. Do you want to eat at my house? I could cook something."
"I'd only be hungry for one thing." my voice dropped as I attempted to show her my casual flirty side, her eyes darkened instantly and there was certain hunger in them.
"You know what I mean."
"Had to try." I shrugged innocently.
Gently she pushed my chest then gripped on top of my shoulder. Regina looked at me head on and her thumb gently grazed over my shirt covered clavicle.
"You're something else Emma Swan." The emotion behind her words gave me goosebumps. "You really are."
Her hand slid across my chest to my sternum then her palm was placed over my heart that was beating so hard I felt that at any amount it would jump out so far that she would be able to rip it from my chest. A small smirk played across her lips before her fingers gently clenched into my chest and then it was gone.
"I'll see you in class okay?" And all too soon she was leaving me, walking down the bleachers to put on the mask of a teacher.
My eyes darted to the gum rolling sloppily around in Tammy's mouth and I cringed every time she smacked. Which was a lot. Like every chew. I tapped my foot impatiently waiting for her to be done checking the answers of my written motorcycle test after finishing the live driving test. Tammy's eyes skimmed through the test and after one final smack of that stupid gum she spoke.
"Well Miss Emma Swan, you missed three."
Okay what the fuck does that mean? DMV tests are not like regular school tests, if you miss 3 questions you know you still at least got B, but here missing 3 could be mean failing royally.
"Okayyy..." I dragged out and she shot me an annoyed look. Bitch needs to relax, I don't want to be dealing with you anymore than you want to deal with me.
"You'll get your new license in the mail seven to ten business days from tomorrow."
"So I passed?" I asked excitedly and she rolled her eyes.
"That's why I said you'll get your license." Tammy deadpanned.
Fuck her, I didn't care about her mad at the world because she chose to work at the DMV attitude. I'm legal to drive my motorcycle. A part of me wants to still get rides to school because I kind of want Regina to take me home but I'm just so juiced that I don't know if I can wait. Maybe I can have my cake and eat it too.
I'm sure she still wouldn't mind taking me home. After grabbing the temporary license Tammy handed me I walked out the building to find dad standing guard at my bike and his car. He smiled at me when he saw me and I waved the paper frantically at him.
"That's my girl!" he said after I got close to him and held his hand up for a high five.
"Can I ride it home?" I asked.
"Of course, just don't separate too far from me."
Nodding my head I fished the keys from pocket, applied my helmet then sat on it.
"Are you going to name it?" he said putting his hands on top of mine that were gripped around the handlebars.
"I haven't decided yet. I don't know what I would call it. The only thing I could think of is that it saved my ass, well you guys did but you know what I mean, it essentially came in to save the day when I least expected it."
Then a light bulb went off in my head as dad and I brought our gazes to meet, I wonder if he's thinking the same.
"On the count of 3 we both say what we're thinking." he grinned.
I nodded my head and he held up his hand counting up with his fingers.
"THE SAVIOR!" we both shouted when he got to three.
Laughing hard we both did another high five and smiled at each other.
"Great minds think alike." the grin was still spread on my face.
Chuckling dad wrapped his hand around the back of my head and pulled in to kiss my helmet.
"Remember stay close, no more than two to four cars away from me okay?" he said speaking into it.
"Got it." I said.
Letting go he gave me a nod then got in his car. I started up the bike, feeling like a fucking bad ass, and put glasses on my face. We pulled out of the lot and began our journey home, only an 8 minute drive but I'm soaking up every little bit of the freedom I'm feeling. The wind blew strands of my hair behind me as we moved in and out of traffic, always making sure to use my hand signals. The setting sun shined on my face warming up the cold wind whipping around it. Dad and I pulled into the neighbor too quickly for my liking and when I parked, mom was standing in front of us with the garage door open and a huge smile on her face.
I got off and immediately felt the chill hit my bones from the icy air I encountered on the drive home. Definitely need to get a jacket and some sort of mask to cover my nose and mouth. Mom didn't waste anytime swooping me up into a big hug, squeezing around me tightly.
"I'm so proud of you." she whispered. Then her hand went to my cheek and she frowned. "Jesus Emma you are freezing." she looked back at dad who just shrugged in such a guy way.
"Didn't think about that." he said sheepishly.
She rolled her eyes teasingly then looked back at me.
"Bring your bike into the garage and then let's get you warmed up." her voice was full of care. Mommy mode is about to come in hard with the cocoa, the warm towels, the warm bath she'll make me draw then take and finally the heating blanket. Although I'm kind of looking forward to snuggling on the couch with them.
I did as I was told and my parents walked inside with my backpack and duffel. Quickly I snapped a picture of me straddling the motorcycle, getting a view of not only an awesome crotch shot but a legit looking picture of my bike too. Closing the garage I walked back inside and saw a cup of cocoa being brought to me by dad.
"Sorry for getting you in trouble." I whispered.
He grinned at me, nudging me with his elbow gently so I didn't spill this hot ass cocoa.
"You didn't get me in trouble it's nothing a little make up se-"
"La la la la not listening." I said loudly walking past him.
Nope, that's too much information. I sat down on the couch and flipped through the channels of the tv. I found a movie I had seen a bunch of times, leaving it there as I pulled out my phone again. I went to the group thread of Killian, Jefferson, Ruby and Belle then typed out the message with my picture but for some reason hesitated on sending it.
Backing out of the thread I found my texts with Regina then clicked on it.
So I got a new mode of transportation but because I'm a greedy millennial I was wondering if you still wouldn't mind giving me a ride home?
I was trying to be as vague as possible but knowing Regina she'll pick up on that shit. After I sent her the text with no picture I went back to the thread with my friends to send off what I had previously wrote, with a picture. Setting down my phone I brought my gaze back to the movie.
D.E.B.S
I'd seen this a billion fucking times, can recite every word, but this time I'm looking at it through different eyes as I related their secret relationship to the one Regina and I were currently sort of doing. Forced to keep their feelings for each other hidden from the public as their relationship evolves into something much more.
Regina is my Lucy Diamond.
Laughing at myself I shook my head thinking of how silly that thought was. I wonder if she would get that joke.
My phone beeped and my lips curled into a smile.
Mode of transportation? Care to explain? And yes I can still drive you.
I knew she'd pick up on it. I sent her the picture without a message following it and waited for her to respond.
"Emma honey, why don't you get warmed up with a bath. Hand me your cup and I'll save it."
Nodding my head with a same goofy smile planted on my face I handed her my cocoa then went upstairs to start the bath as my phone went off.
Is that an Indian Scout 60?
How does she know? Does she ride too? How fucking coincidental would that be.
An ever bigger question is how do you that? You stalking me? ;)
I sent her the text back then started the water. When it got to level that I preferred, I slipped out of my clothes then sunk into the warmth with my phone on the edge of the bathtub. It beeped and I was careful to not get my hands wet before touching it. That would just be what I need, broken car then a broken phone.
You wish :P My dad rides and he taught me. I'll be interested to see how you look on it. What are you up to right now?
You just keep surprising me and you'll find out how I look tomorrow. Also I'm currently in the bathtub.
I hesitated before sending but instead of really over thinking my message I just went with it. There was no time to set it down before my phone went off again.
Are you trying to get me flustered?
No, you're timing is just incredible. If you don't believe me I can send you a pic
Maybe I'm pushing the limits of our friends thing but I can't help it. She just brings it out me, plus it's easier to flirt when her confident, flirtatious, mysterious eyes aren't trying read my soul.
Somehow I don't think a 'pic' will do you justice
My stomach coiled then unraveled and coiled again. She's flirting back! She's fucking flirting back! I would say we are about to breach the sexting category. Before I could text back she sent me another message.
I have to go grade papers but meet me in my class tomorrow. I should be free :)
And just like that Regina shuts down my shitty attempt at trying to turn her on.
Oh I see, when things get a little steamy you can't handle it
This is definitely the hormones texting her now.
You have no idea what I can handle, I think it is you who won't be able to handle how hot it's going to get. I'll see you tomorrow.
Instead of pushing I replied with a simple wink and a smiley face. I waited to see if she'd respond, 10 minutes later I figured I wasn't going to get anything in return so I dropped my phone on the bath mat then looked down at my tortured state. Without thinking my hand shot out and gripped my cock and I began to stroke it up, swirl my thumb over the tip then back down to the base with a squeeze.
Yup, this is happening. Right here in the tub.
Leaning my head back on the lip of the bathtub, I closed my eyes and pictured Regina sharing this bath with me as she teased me relentlessly.