Sex For Grades

NEVAEH

"You were incredible last night honey." I overheard Castia father's voice the minute I arrived outside his door. I was about to knock when I heard voices coming from inside so I decided to listen.

"What are you even talking about?" I heard him ask, followed by a low chuckle. "I had no idea that you were that wild."

"If it was like that for our first night then I wonder what it'll be like when we finally go all the way. I can't wait."

He was talking about the near sex experience between us. Did he really think that she was the one in my place last night?

"You don't remember?" He muttered and my heart skipped a beat. "Well, I did and if you hadn't run away then I would've taken you places." He teased.

"I honestly can't wait to feel your body under mine Nessa." He confessed sweetly and I felt the jealousy slowly building up inside me.

"I can't tell you how how long I've waited for us to—"

I didn't let him finish that sentence when I knocked on the door, interrupting him.

"I'll call you back later Nessa. I have to get back to work now. See you soon." He said before disconnecting the call.

"Come in." He invited me inside and after taking a deep breath, I opened the door and walked inside before gently shutting it behind me.

Our eyes met and I slowly felt my anger fade away like it was never there in the first place. How can I possibly be mad at this perfect man?

"Nevaeh, it's you." He acknowledged my presence. "Come and have a seat." He gestured to an empty seat opposite his table and I sat down.

"I think that I heard you talking to someone on the phone. Is this a bad time?" I asked in a soft voice, making sure to rake my eyes all over him, eye-fucking him till I get my fill.

"It was Nessa." He answered. "She was a little bit upset about Castia's behavior at breakfast so I was trying to calm her down." He lied with a cheerful smile.

He didn't want me to know that they were flirting and dirty talking with each other on the phone. Just thinking about it, sickens me.

As if I didn't just hear him promise to take her places when next they meet each other. If he was trying to fool me then he was doing a very terrible job at it.

"Castia doesn't seem to like Nessa very much." I blurted out as I stole subtle glances at him.

Call me crazy but I wanted to hear about his thought on the matter. I wanted to know if what Castia said was true, if their relationship was indeed as serious as she had mentioned earlier.

"I'm trying to get them to get along with each other but it's proving quite futile at the moment." He confided in me with a sigh.

Placing both hands on the table, he leaned forward and I swallowed hard, "Maybe, you can help me Nevaeh. How about you put in a good word for me about Nessa to your best-friend?"

"What?" I asked, wide-eyed. "I don't even know her that well to say anything about her in a positive light to Castia."

"I know but my daughter trusts you a lot. You're her best-friend and she listens to you. I'm sure that if you maybe talk to her then she might be willing to give Nessa a chance."

Reaching for my hands from across the table, he held it and squeezed gently. The said action caused my stomach to flutter. This man is my undoing.

"I don't think she would want me to discuss about this particular subject but I'll try my best, Mr. Martinez." I promised even though I knew deep down that I won't be doing such a thing.

As much as Nessa hasn't done anything wrong to me, I don't like her. She was a potential threat between me and Castia's father.

If she's in the picture and it goes beyond whatever they have now then I might not have a chance with him at all. He might never notice me.

He smiled at me. They type of smile that fried my brains and rendered me useless. "Thank you so much Nevaeh."

"So," I began, pulling my small hands away from his huge one. "I was told that you wanted to see me and that it was very urgent?"

"Yes." He answered and reached out to his drawer to pull out a paper. "You scored really bad in your previous test and seeing your flawless records, I don't want you to ruin it with this low score."

"It could've easily gone on your record but I wanted to give you a chance to redo it again if you want to."

"Oh," I cooed and reached for the paper in his hands. He willingly gave it to me.

I stared at the subject and rolled my eyes tiredly. At this point, I don't even think that I'll be doing very well on this particular course.

Aside being difficult, it's stressful and I hated it a lot. I wish that there was some other way to take the test without actually having to redo it again.

"So, what do you say?" He asked me and I lifted my eyes from the paper to stare at his face.

"Would you like to take it again?"

I sighed. "I honestly wish I could do something else cause I don't think I'll pass even if I retook it. It's not exactly my favorite subject. Can't you just sign it for me, Mr. Martinez?" I pleaded in a child-like voice.

"I wish I could Nevaeh but it's against the school rules." He said with a chuckle. "It also goes against my principals and if the school should find out about it, they'll say that I'm giving preferential treatment because you're my daughter's best friend."

"So, I think that retaking the test is your best option." He added but somehow, I still wasn't persuaded.

"But what if I offer something else in exchange for the grades?" I asked and his brows creased in confusion.

"I heard that a lot of students do something like that when they don't want to retake a difficult test." I chose my words carefully as I threaded this dangerous ground.

"Offer something like what?" He folded both hands across his chest. "What could you possibly offer me in exchange for something like this?"

"I wouldn't say money cause you already have that." I started, ducking my head as I pushed a strand of hair behind my ears.

"So, maybe...I don't know, I'll do something for you. Something that we will both enjoy and we'll call it even."

"Do something like what?"

I swallowed, my heart beating in my chest. It's now or never Nevaeh. "Can I give you oral sex in exchange for my grades, Mr. Martinez?" I blurted out, my heart stuck in my

throat as he stared at me with an unreadable expression that I couldn't quite decipher.