Teacher's Pet

Prologue Ethan's P.O.V As a Master's graduate from the University of Montana, I felt thoroughly insulted when I was recommended Imphal High School as my first choice of schools and to top it of, as a teacher of chemistry. Not only was I a Bio major, I had to go teach in Imphal, a matchbox sized town bordering Montana. Somehow, I feel like Edward Cullen hightailing out of the city so the sun doesn't scorch his ass, but unlike Forks from Twilight with its population of 3,120 people, Imphal's population ranges between a bare minimum of 1,300 to 1,800 people. Not to mention there wasn't even an airport or railway station in sight. The bus ride from Butte, Gold West Country, Montana took me almost 10 hours. Ten treacherous hours of admiring nature at her wildest and gloomiest overnight. So

Chapter 2: CaughtAkira's P.O.V"...and then, he pushed into me so hard that I could feel him hitting my g-spot right away. And you guys wanna know how he made me climax?""How? How?" a chorus of whiney voices followed. I had a hunch it had more to do with techniques than how the narrator had the most mind blowing orgasm of her life."He bit down on my nipple soooo hard that I still have his teeth marks on them. OMG! It was like, the best night of my life!"Another chorus of "Ooooh's" followed by shrill ear splitting laughter and then everything went quite.“Ow!” I rubbed my ears. Auditioning for witchcraft, someone?I opened the door quietly and tippy-toed out of the stall. Note to self, washrooms are the best place to gather motivation...and techniques.And you must be wo

Chapter 4: TrappedAkira's P.O.VNever in my life had I thought I could be a marathon runner. I was usually the type who was too lazy to even do chores in my own house unless my mom paid me for it. No, really! But thankfully, both my parents stay away most of the time for business matters in Montana and I usually have my older sister looking after me...who was more interested in breaking hearts than taking care of me. So in short, I have all the time in the world to laze around.But the instant Mr. Sexy Sadist let me out of that classroom, I forgot that I had three more periods left in school, since he pretty much wasted one of them, and ran back home like my ass was covered with gasoline with Prometheus thyself running after me with his stolen torch. You get the picture?I have to call the school later on to inf

Chapter 6: Murderous Thoughts and MassagesStupid! Stupid! Stupid!I kept reciting it in my mind like a mantra, scowling so hard that I was worried I would burn a hole through my books.How dare he?!That no-good, perverted, hot jerk! Ugh!How could I have let that SOB just walk into my house and give me the most mind blowing orgasm and then leave me panting like a dog with the promise that he wouldn’t fuck me until I begged him! The nerve!“Having murderous thoughts are we, Miss Sanders?” The jerk snapped me out of my thoughts with a weird twinkle in his eyes and that hot damn smirk!Did I say hot? God! I meant God! God, help me!I gave him my most deadly glare, which caused a couple people around me to flinch away. But the

Chapter 8: Dirty Little SecretWhy did my life suddenly turn into a horror soap opera with a horrible script writing? First, it was Ethan at the sidewalk outside my house and now we were both stuck inside a classroom, waiting for Ghost Face to pop up with a saw.But…The door opened to reveal a handsome hunk whom I had never seen before.“Dylan?” Ethan sounded both surprised and irritated.“Ethan, mate! How have you been?” Dylan said in a British accent as he came over and the boys did their man-hug completed with the typical backslapping.Was I hallucinating or did their slaps look a bit harder than normal?“Oh? I hope I’m not interrupting your class. I heard the bell ring twenty minutes ago.” Dylan said, breaking away from Ethan.We were having table f