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Hannah's POV The whole day I was anxious and tense. In all of Mr. Dalton's classes, I was sitting as still as I could in my seat. I had chosen to sit away from Carlos this time and he glared at me from across the room. I didn't care to look at him, but I did notice a slight relief on Mr. Dalton's face. He taught and his eyes rarely drifted to where I sat. It made my heart beat even faster. I wish I knew what awaited me at the end of school in his office. “.... telling us, Hannah?" “What?" I was pulled out of my pondering and was faced with the entire class staring at me. I zoned out again. Why was this always happening to me? “I… I didn't quite get the question, Sir,” I said meekly, wishing that the ground could open up and swallow me. He gave a slow nod. He knew I wasn't paying attention. “I wanted you to tell us about Laminar flow." I gulped and began to search my head. I knew about Laminar flow. "Uhmm… Laminar flow is the property of fluid particles in fluid dynamics to f

Hannah's POVI looked at my mom, desperately wishing that she would say something but she continued to stare at Mr. Dalton with shock and surprise written all over her face.I began to worry that she would drool accidentally if she kept her mouth open any longer.I dug my elbow into my mom's side and she flinched and looked at me, finally released from Mr Dalton's enchanting stare.“Mom,” I whispered harshly, “aren't you going to say something?”Mr Dalton broke into a smile and gave my mother a warm and reassuring nod.“We are all waiting for your reply Mrs. Robert. Your daughter has a very good chance of winning the competition, and I would like her to stay with me from now until the competition is over so that she can get some last-minute tutoring. If she wins, it is greatly for your benefit.”I was dumbfounded. How could Mr Dalton speak to her so calmly? I saw the suggestive shimmer in his eyes, but he acted like he had no other ulterior motives.Who was this man? Simon had not rec

Hannah's POVI dumped my bags in the corner of my room and paced around angrily.India? Mediation?Mmfftt! I knew he was lying. Whatever he did back there was more than something he learned from India, plus he took it like it was like a joke to him. Was he trying to make a fool out of me?!I sat down angrily on the bed and was nearly swallowed up by the soft foam."Arrgghh!!"I fought to get off the bed and looked at it hatefully. He was so rich and nonchalant that it was so infuriating.He just waltzed into places and did whatever he pleased. He didn't care about anyone but...I sniffed the air and it was almost like my anger had dissipated with the aroma that hung in the air.He was cooking, and I knew the aroma all too well.My cheeks went red as I fought to stay angry with him. Was he trying to make me feel better? He wanted to use his special pasta to try and win my heart back?I folded my hands and turned away from the door.Not a chance. There was no way that I was going to let

Mr Dalton’s POV I watched her grasping my cock and teasing myself not to stroke the entire length of it. She sat on the bed, her hands between her legs and she gently touched herself. Her face was flushed and I could tell that she was fighting so hard to keep her moans in. "You don't have to be quiet, Hannah. I love hearing you. Make yourself comfortable. Lay down." I was fighting to keep myself under control. Seeing her like this, naked and craving me was driving me to the edge. She lay back on the bed and raised her knees. Her pussy was wet, glistening with her juices. Her eyes were staring pleadingly at me. Her lips trembled. "Do you want to say something, Hannah?" I walked slowly to her and she raised herself a little more. "I didn't ask you to stop." I watched her. Her face was desperate and her teeth nibbled at her bottom lips. "Please, Sir. I want you..." I sat on the bed beside her and grasped her nipple with my thumb and index finger. "Ahhhhhhhn!"

Hannah's POVBy the time I opened my eyes, the bright lights were back on. Mr. Dalton was beside me and I could see the worry in his eyes turn to relief.“What…”"Don't say anything. You need to rest, Hannah.”He passed me a glass of water and a small foil tablet.The water I understood. But the medication…“It is an after pill. I came inside you, and I don't want you to get pregnant."I saw the way his eyes brightened and I knew he was reminiscing about our sex a few…I looked out of the window. It was dark! What happened?!“What time is it?" I asked, looking at him in shock.“Past 8 pm. You passed out and I was worried that I had killed you in bed. I've been watching you since."I could hear the relief in his voice even more but the look in his eyes showed that he regretted nothing. And frankly, I didn't either.He stroked my face with his fingers and smiled.“You feel amazing when I have you raw. I would do anything to come inside again and again."His words turned me on and my fac