The next morning I wake up and immediately check my cell phone. There's two new messages from Cavin in my inbox. One from last night, and another from this morning.
The first one reads, I was beginning to worry that something bad happened to you. But I am glad that you were having too much fun with you mom to speak with me! I can't wait to see you again either! Goodnight beautiful girl, and I can assure you that my dreams will only be of you.
With a smile on my face I read his next one.
Good morning! I know you're probably not up yet, but I was too excited to sleep any longer! I will see you in a few short hours!
You have no idea how nice it is to wake up to texts from you! I may just be the only teenager excited to go to school today! See you soon! I reply then begin to get ready for the day.
"You look nice today." My mom says, as I walk into the kitchen where she is preparing herself an egg white omelet.
"Thanks! I'm feeling refreshed after yesterday's pampering." I guess I had put a little more effort into my outfit today than I usually did on a school day. I was in blue jeans, but with a flowy pink top, and I had traded out my uggs for my grey pump ankle boots, and a matching bomber jacket over top.
I had curled my hair into waves, and did a smoky eye for my make-up. But what could I say? I wanted to impress Cavin.
"Momma." I say using my baby voice.
"What do you want?" She asks laughing.
"Will you pretty please with sugar on top make me one of those?" I ask, batting my eyelashes at her, even though she isn't looking my way.
"There's one in the oven. I made it when I heard you in the shower. And daddy will be down in a few minutes to make you your latte." She said with a laugh.
"Thank you!" I exclaim, and grab my omelet out of the oven. I'm usually pretty good about not relying on my parents for much, but when it comes to my breakfast and my coffee I know my parents do it best.
"Hey honey!" My dad says walking into the kitchen wearing his business suit.
"Hi daddy. Meeting today?" I ask.
"Yeah, and I'm sorry but it was actually bumped up and hour, so I have to leave now. I'm not going to be able to make you your coffee." He says sadly.
"It's alright. I'll just stop by Starbucks on my way to school." I tell him.
"Alright, I'll see you beautiful ladies tonight." He says, kissing my mom on cheek and ruffling my hair up a little bit.
"Dad!" I exclaim, and return my hair to some semblance of order.
"You should probably get going soon too honey. Especially if you're planning on getting coffee before you go to school." My mom says as I finish my breakfast.
"I know, I'm just going to head upstairs and brush my teeth." I tell her.
I run upstairs, and scrub away all the remnants of my breakfast. Then I go to my room, grab my bag, and head back downstairs.
"Bye mom." I say, as I head out the door.
"Have a good day honey!" She says.
I drive to Starbucks, and order my usual drink, and then decide that I will get Cavin a coffee as well.
When I get to school, I head straight for Cavin's classroom. My heart sinks when I walk through the door, because he is nowhere in sight. I begin to think that he may have decided to take another day off of work. Until I hear a throat clear behind me.
I turn to face him, and immediately a smile crosses my face.
"Good morning." He says smiling back at me.
"Hello Mr. Blumm. I picked you up a coffee on my way to work, an Americano with room. It's not Sisters Coffee Company, but hopefully you can make an exception this one time." I say teasing him just a little bit.
"I think just this once it will be okay. Thank you, I wasn't expecting that."
"Not a problem." I tell him. Every fiber of my being wants to run to him, and have him wrap his arms around me. I have to remind myself that we're in a crowded school building, which means it's time to act as though our relationship is nothing more than that of a student and a teacher.
"I trust you had a good weekend." He said, giving me a knowing smile.
"It was beyond compare." I say.
"May I ask what you did? Aside from your trip to Portland of course."
"Well I hung out with my boyfriend a little bit, he's an amazing guy. And I was able to spend a bit of time with my mom."
"Well I'm glad that your weekend treated you well. It's the week now though, which means I need you here with me, helping me grade these papers." He says, handing me a stack of papers, each with a paragraph written on them. I look at him confused, because he never has me read any type of essays.
"Just read them, and let me know what you think." He says, with a mischievous glint in his eyes.
I grab them from him, and go to my usual place, and begin to read. It only takes me a few moments to realize what he was up to.
Since it's too risky to tell you this out loud while at school I decided that I would spend my weekend writing these for you. You are the most beautiful woman I have ever had the pleasure to know. I miss you terribly and I cannot wait until you are in my arms again. I promise not all of these will be as tame as this one. I'm glad you're with me now. XOXO
I glance up with him with a smile. "Well this first one is very good. What would you like me to do with them when I have finished reading?" I ask.
"I no longer need them. After you give me your opinion of each of them you can give them back to me and I will shred them." He says. I nod, and move to the desk closest to where he is seated.
For the next half hour I sit and read his notes to me. He wasn't lying when he said not all of them would be tame. There were quite a few that got my heart racing, but the last one in particular that made me downright wet.
Picture this, because I have been for quite some time now. You and I are alone in a classroom together. Neither of us are speaking, but the atmosphere is charged. The whole time we've been together we've been sneaking peaks at each other, and our eyes meet. In that moment we know that we can no longer ignore the desire we feel for each other. You saunter over to where I'm sitting, and straddle my lap. One of my hands travel to your thigh, and the other makes its way to your hair. I pull your head down, and our lips finally meet in a fevered kiss.
You begin to grind yourself against me, and it's not long before we're both wound so tight that we can no longer stand it…
And it just cuts off right there, leaving me wanting more.
"What is this!?" I ask, needing some sort of relief, even if it's just in a piece of fictional writing.
"I couldn't continue with that one." His voice is husky, and I know exactly why he couldn't keep writing that particular scene.
I pull out my red pen, and scribble a few notes at the end of the page. I enjoyed this a little bit too much. Do you know how much I want you to bend me over this desk right now, and take me as fast and hard as you can, until I can't stand it anymore, and beg you for release?
I hand that paper back to him, I can see his eyes widen, and I know that I've done what I intended. He's as turned on and needy right now, as I am.
"I think you've made your opinion on this piece very clear Miss Grey. Whatever are we going to do with it now?" He asks as he carefully puts it through the shredder.
"I'm sure you'll think of something." I tell him, giving him my most seductive smile.
Without saying another word he stands and crosses over to the classroom door, and closes it, locking it automatically.
I squirm in my seat, and swallow hard. I'm not sure what he has planned, but I know that it's not going to be school appropriate.
"I believe that we need to discuss your reaction to that paper Miss Grey." His voice is low and husky, and is dripping with sex.
"What is there to discuss Mr. Blumm. As you said before I made my feelings about that piece very apparent."
"I believe we need to explore that reaction a bit more." He says, and crosses back to me. He leans over the desk, and brushes my lips lightly with his.
"You will have to keep quite Phoebe." He tells me, and all I register is his breath fanning across my face, intoxicating me further.
After a few moments I hear his words, and nod in understanding. As soon as I agree to his terms he deepens the kiss, and immediately I melt into it.
"We're going to have to do this quickly. Time isn't really on our side at this point."
"Trust me baby, we can be quick." I whisper back.
"Stand up, and lean over the desk." His voice is demanding, and somehow I become wetter than I was before. I quickly do as he says.
"I hope you're ready for me, because we don't have time for any foreplay right now." He says, reaching around to undo my button.
"Why don't you see for yourself?" I say.
He quickly gets my pants completely undone, and pulls them down past my butt. It's weird knowing that I'm here in school naked about to be fucked by my teacher, who is also my boyfriend, but the fact that it's so forbidden makes it that much more exciting.
Simultaneously he reaches down to stroke my outer lips, and pulls my head around so that he can kiss me.
"You are ready for me." He says in awe, as one finger slips inside me.
"So hurry up, and give it to me!" I moan as quietly as I can manage.
"As you wish." He says, and in one quick stroke, he fills me completely.
I bite my lip to keep from screaming out loud, but I can't help the moan that escapes me.
"Quiet Phoebe or we will have to stop, he says moving inside me ever so slowly." I nod, but it feels so good that I can't help but moan softly once more.
"Am I going to have to make you be quiet." He says pushing into me. The thought turns me on so much that I automatically nod.
I can just barely see a sly smile cross his face before he presses one hand over my mouth, not hard enough to hurt, but it's beyond erotic.
"Remember we have to be quick." He whispers in my ear. I nod once more, trying my hardest to remain silent.
With that, he starts thrusting in to me as fast as he can while still being discreet. Using the hand that isn't pressed against my mouth, he reaches between my legs, and begins to rub me.
I push my hips back to meet his thrusts, and I can feel my orgasm building inside me.
"I'm almost there baby, are you going to come with me?" He whispers huskily to me.
In response I detonate around him, biting down slightly on his hand to keep from calling out in pleasure.
Following my lead his teeth find purchase on my neck as he stills inside me. And just as I'd hoped for we're both shaking from the intensity of our orgasm.
All too soon though he pulls out of me, and hands me a Kleenex. I wipe myself clean, and pull my pants back up. I turn and meet his smile with one of my own.
"I definitely needed that." I tell him, and I stand up on my tip toes and give him a light peck on the lips. Just as I pull away the bell dismissing first period rings.
"Perfect timing." He says with a laugh, and swats me on my ass as I make my way out of the classroom, happy, and for once after spending the entire period with Cavin, completely satisfied.