So, what letter is scheduled today? Ah yes, P.
Idea from boothandbones4ever, thank you so much for the inspiration to write this dirty piece (now that we have the 'inspiration', all we need is the 'perspiration'...on with the story!)
Disclaimer: Do not own
(Dictionary definition: Pews- a long wooden seat in a church- in this case a catholic school based classroom.)
Playing on the pews
"You wanted to see me, sir?" Temperance Brennan knocked on the door and stepped inside the empty classroom, her eyes finally settling on the man sat at his desk. It was well past after hours and every other student had already left to go home. But not her. Whatever she'd done wrong had obviously sparked some kind of need to hold her after school. She accepted that fact, however she was still curious as to why only she had been made to stay.
Upon hearing her sweet voice filter from the doorway, Booth dropped what he was doing immediately and looked up to find her beautiful curvy body leaning comfortably against the door frame. He couldn't help himself when for a couple of seconds he simply watched the soft sway of her hips as she made her way over to his desk. His eyes glazed over, the sinfully short skirt she had on rode up her long bare legs, the sexy and silky skin exposed making his jaw ache as he clenched it tightly.
"Oh yes, Temperance. Why don't you take a seat and then we'll discuss your grades." He said swiftly before walking over to the class entrance and closing the door. The girl complied obediently, sitting down on the nearest table and crossing her leg over the over.
"This is about my grades?" She asked unconcernedly, her gaze finding better interest in his ass as he got up to close off the only exit and entry route in the room. She studied the way his shirt effortlessly clung to his broad shoulders, his strong muscular torso causing her to think dreamily how smooth and defined his body would feel under her fingertips. Her eyes flickered back to his face when he returned to sit at his rightful seat at the front.
"Yes it is I'm afraid. By the looks of your last test results, you've dropped all the way down from your average B plus, right down to a D."
He lifted his head in time to catch her sneaking a look at his chest once more, her hungry looking orbs of innocence making him feel like a pervert as he watched her lick her lips and flutter her eyelashes nonchalantly while playing with the glossy brown ringlets that fell from her soft, lustrous hair.
He was going to hell for sure now.
He just couldn't remove his eyes from the heated and sultry view of his youthful student. He shouldn't even of been having these thoughts, after all, this girl was supposed to be his pupil, an educated young lady who was supposed to be learning about science and mathematics. Not lusting after her English teacher, a man who knew his boundaries and was sure there was something in the Bible about sleeping with a student.
She is nineteen though...Booth shook his head and continued his lecture.
"Now this doesn't have to be an issue...all we have to do is push your grades back up again."
Temperance furrowed her brows together and uncrossed her legs.
"And how do we do that, Mr Booth?" Her seductively inappropriate little smile returning to her face as she inched apart her thighs a bit more. He swallowed hard and averted his gaze from the subtle gap between her lap, the urge to run his hand up the inside of one of those legs causing him to cough abundantly to cover his ungodly thoughts.
"Well...um, have you considered hiring a tutor, perhaps? You know, if you don't understand the work set for this module?" He tried to sound casual, the painfully hard bulge in his pants continuing to grow uncontrollably as she picked herself off the table and sashayed her hips right in front of his line of view. Booth gulped and tried to look professional the bold schoolgirl hung her cleavage dangerously above his famished eyes.
He knew for definite that Temperance didn't sleep around, her academics had showed real promise up until a month ago when he had replaced her old English and Literature teacher. Then everything had gone downhill. Now Booth was trying to figure out through the haze of his desire fueled brain why she was coming onto him. There were plenty of guys who had shown an interest for her, if the several notes he had confiscated during lessons weren't evidence enough, however she still remained untouched by their oafish and arrogant clutches.
"Couldn't you teach me? What better way to learn than from a man who knows what he's doing?" A naughty grin curled up the side of her mouth, a devilish glint sparkling suggestively in her bright blue eyes.
And that's when the answer dawned on him.
Booth sighed.
"Temperance, you are a very beautiful and intelligent woman, but I'm your teacher and it would be wrong of me to take advantage of you." He tried to let her down gently, praying to God that he grant him this one tiny favor and keep him from violating this young girl. She crooked her head sideways, staring at him with curious eyes and thinking thoughtfully to what he had just said.
"But what if you weren't taking advantage of me? I mean, I'm old enough to make my own decisions and choices. And as if you hadn't noticed, I am extremely attracted to you, Mr Booth." She stroked a finger wickedly across his hand and picked it up slowly. Booth watched in utter perilous arousal, as her tongue darted out to leisurely lick the pad of his finger, before tortuously sucking it into her mouth. She let out a contented moan as she bit down on him gently and kissed where a small mark had been left.
Booth lent back in his chair aghast, his whole body on the edge of some breakdown at what he had just witnessed.
"I don't want some immature little boy, Sir, I want a tall, handsome, sexy man, who knows a lot more than just fucking in the back of some car. I want to be able to have all my desires granted and to finally find out what true satisfaction feels like. I want you, Mr Booth. All of you." Her ravenous and rather adventurous hand slid to the top button of his shirt, playing absently with the fastening and warm skin beneath. He shuddered. No guy should have to go through this, not when all your most delicious desires lay prettily on a plate in front of you...forbidden and ripe, luscious and sweet to taste.
"Temperance...what your feeling is just your hormones acting up. You don't want me, the pressure to be sexually active with the opposite sex is just the way of life and growth, so don't feel the need to defile yourself just because the other girls are-" She lent across the desk and kissed him hard, her hands gripping tightly to the fabric of his collar, while her mouth deepened the passionate and delirious tangle of their tongues.
"Mmm, you taste better than I hoped." She grinned and continued to kiss and pepper his lips with sensual bites of her mouth. Booth was shocked by the amount skill and naturally alluring desire she had over him. Beneath her perfume and makeup, she was a baby compared to any other woman he'd been with, but nothing compared to the raging need he felt rising in his cock for her as she slowly unbuttoned her way down his shirt. He heard her breath hitch when his entire torso was revealed to her, eager hands mapping out the muscles and pecs that were firm and warm to touch.
With a flick of her wrist the shirt was off, his chest on show for only her to see and feast off. He groaned.
"This is wrong." He said while standing up to kiss her pink, plump lips, the temptation becoming too much to handle as he devoured her mouth in a hungry frenzy of urgency.
"It feels so right though, Mr Booth..." She moaned in pleasure when the man began to suck and bite up her neck. She had never felt so sexy in her life.
Lifting her off the desk, Booth hugged her body to his and began to maneuver them across the classroom. Temperance instantly wrapped her legs around his waist, her skirt moving up her legs as he felt up the tightness of her rear. Soft and smooth.
He growled when he felt the lacy white underwear cradling her ass.
"Good girls like you shouldn't be wearing things like this." He ripped the offending garments away from under her moist core and she hooked a leg over his hip.
"Oh god...I was thinking of you when I put them on this morning." His arousal rubbed heavenly against her erogenous slit, the dampness of her excitement making his head spin in a light lusty husk of air.
He grunted at her words and ripped her blouse open, the fabric seeming to burst at the seams when he attacked and indulged in the creaminess of her chest. Booth was delighted to see that her matching bra left nothing to the imagination as her gorgeous full breasts spilled gloriously out of their encasement.
"You think of me when you put on that ridiculous excuse for lingerie?" His eyes wandered appreciatively over the generous view of body. Temperance giggled naughtily and reached for the zipper on his pants.
"Woah! You pull that down and this will be over a lot sooner." He whispered huskily in her ear before unsnapping the clasp on her bra. "You're beautiful." He muttered before taking one of the tightly peaked nipples into his mouth. Temperance gasped and ran her hands through his short brown hair, disheveling it in different directions.
"Oh Mr Booth..." She breathed and yanked his head up for a heated kiss.
For moments they simply just rubbed their chests together and dry humped each others bodies, relishing and moaning as the pleasure heightened in both their sexes.
By then he had removed his trousers and was simply sporting a pair of sexy boxer shorts, much to the delectation of Temperance, who couldn't wait to see what he was like beneath. She had fantasized too many times to count about her hot teacher and his amazing body would finally show her what a real man can do.
She knew how badly her grades had been slipping, but simply couldn't stop herself from drooling over him every time she sat at the back and watched him attempt to teach her something she wasn't listening to.
She was a very determined woman and knew when she set her eyes on something she would get it. No matter how impure and excitingly dirty her thoughts were getting.
Temperance was only bearing her skirt by the time his underwear joined the rest of the clothing on the floor.
"Are you ready?" Booth asked her gently while positioning himself at her entrance. She whimpered in anticipation and grasped hold of his arms for support.
"Yes." She gasped as he slid into her slowly and pulled her onto his lap.
They began a slow steady rhythm where she would ride his cock gently and slam herself onto him deeply, a combination that drove her wild, but it still wasn't enough.
"Mr...Booth, oh god, yes....faster."
He more than willingly complied and quickly pounded her onto his shaft, pumping and hitting her g-spot every time he entered her core.
Temperance almost didn't feel herself being lifted from the table, their bodies still joined, and lowered onto the bench pew that lay alongside the classroom.
"Temperance." He groaned and hammered himself hard and and urgently inside of her, her demanding pushes and moans commanding him to not hold back and let loose.
And boy did he let loose.
Booth wanted to make sure she had the most amazing, earth-shattering orgasm and was determined to give her a release. He wasn't even thinking about his own toe curling climax until it bit him straight in the cock and splintered through his body. He panted her name and continued to pour his seed inside of her until he felt her shake and quiver violently around him.
When she failed to make a sound, Booth panicked thinking that he had hurt her somehow and he quickly tried to push himself off of her.
"Mr Booth?" She panted breathlessly and hung onto his slick with sweat body.
"Are you okay? Did I hurt you?" He worriedly searched her eyes for any indication of pain or suffering.
"What? Mr Booth...that was. Oh my god, that was amazing," She nestled her mouth in his chest and kissed him softly. "I knew you'd be great."
Booth sighed in relief and pressed her tightly to his chest.
For a beginner, she pretty much had a knack for this sort of thing.
Little role play to finish off the day....;)
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