I Kissed My Tutor Novels & Stories

He then surprises me by bringing two fingers to his lips and blowing me a kiss, then mouthing the words ‘I love You’ in front of everyone. I pretend to catch his kiss and mouth the words back to him. A few of the students who watch the exchange snicker at us, and then some of them pretend to gag and say, ‘get a room’, but I don’t pay them any attention. I’m not here for them; I’m here for the one person who has changed my life for the better. The one person who I know will never judge me, and the one person who loves me for me. I’m here for my best friend, my bully, my lover and Dom.

She snickered, she knows that Carson is in love with her, Carson is one of my friends, I knew him thanks to our dads, I couldn't let her play with him. "I'm sorry but I'm just teaching him, there is nothing wrong with that, his old french tutor got fired for some personal reason, I'm just replacing her." Sophia stepped in, she has a point but I'm still happy that she's actually my french tutor, I didn't forget the bet, to be honest, I will still fuck her and be the last one. That's a promise. "I don't know what you talking about, but the old woman is still his french tuto—oh right, you fucked her!"

"Good, girl." Xavier immediately captures my lips in an explosive kiss, a collision of pent-up emotion and passion. This is not just a kiss; it's a declaration of war against my sanity. His tongue sweeps across my lips with possessive demand, forcing me to open up and accept his complete dominance. I let out a soft moan, my hands weaving into his hair, pulling him closer until no air remains between us. The kiss is hot and wild, tasting like a burning, potent fragrance. Each touch of his lips seems to absorb all the wounds of betrayal I felt, replacing them with electric sparks that burn through my nerves. His steel-hard embrace is the only thing that feels real and dizzying.

Like he was deciding not what to say but how to say it without making it smaller than it was. "Your grandfather found me first," Kofi said. "Emmanuel Brooks. I was nineteen. Delivering packages for a shipping company on Atlantic Avenue. Three blocks from here." He looked at the library skeleton around him. "He saw me reading a financial textbook on my lunch break and he sat down and said young man what are you doing delivering packages." Marcus made a sound. Small. The sound of someone hearing a story about a person they never met and recognizing them completely.

I don't know okay, I don't really wanna figure out if I'm bisexual or not, I just want things to remain This way and not further complicate things", I said. "And if your Dad ever finds out?", she asked. I did. a sign of my throat cutting. "So how are you going to sit back and watch Nate tutor you without trying to kiss him because I tried tutoring you and you almost fucked me". "It's not my fault you can't resist my charm", I teased. "I think I can manage, I mean he doesn't like me so .. it's just tutoring", I said. "It's just tutoring", she said mocking me. Almost immediately, we saw her parents car drive in.

He took his hand to my face, placing two fingers under my jaw and slowly lifting my chin, "I am training you to be formidable Bambi, there's no time for my queen to sulk around and feel down." "Thank you, Eros." "Are you ready to do this?" He smiled down at me, "You can, I know you can." "I can." I nodded lifting on my toes to give him a quick kiss that followed up with a hug, "Let's do this!" I was a mess, drenched in sweat with aching joints and strained muscles. I could barely move as I lay on the ground, staring up at my grinning tutor who looked like he didn't even train compared to me.

Vincenzo kissed him deeper, his tongue sinking into Wade's sweet mouth. Wade clamped his teeth down with the intention to bite Vincenzo's tongue. But Vincenzo anticipated that move and nibbled on his lips instead, eliciting a soft gasp from Wade. Then Vincenzo broke the kiss, staring into Wade's eyes with lust and desire. The pleasure from the kiss was too intense that Wade stopped struggling. It was unlike anything Wade had ever felt. In highschool, he had kissed his girlfriend but it didn't feel like this. With his heart threatening to fly out and flushed cheeks, Wade gazed back at Vincenzo.

I ask, with clear confusion in my voice. "To help me" Answer with obviousness. "Do you want me to help you study?" I inquire, beyond the baffled. "Yes. . . " nods, "I have tried to study alone but I learn more when you teach me" Explains. Does he talk about that? I thought. . . Damn it. I feel all my blood accumulating on my face, for sure it was like the colour of a ripe tomato, so I prefer to avoid her gaze and direct mine towards the table.

To him, was it appropriate for a tutor and her student's parent to get down and dirty in the wine cellar? My heart was exhausted by his antics. I no longer wanted to pay him any attention. I replied coldly, "Got it. You're probably tired as well. Go to sleep." I didn't spare him another glance and lay down with my back to him. He mumbled, "I love you, Elena. I truly love you. Never leave me, alright? Without you, I'll die." Tears trickled down my cheeks and stained my pillowcase. I really wanted to ask him why he'd betray me if he loved me.

I cannot believe that I kissed one of my students last night, no matter how attractive she is. I was supposed to be moving here for a fresh start, a clean slate, and now I have one of my students who kissed me last night sleeping on my god damn couch on a Saturday fucking morning. The kiss itself was, for lack of better words, electrifying in a way I have never experienced before. Maybe it was the thrill of her being my student or the heat of the moment but I could not deny that there was something special about it.