I Kissed My Tutor の小説・ストーリー

I said, shoving more food into my mouth to avoid saying anything stupid. He laughed softly at the way I stuffed my face. After a moment, he straightened up. “By the way, your tutor is coming in today. But I won’t be around for the introductions.” “That’s fine,” I smiled. He stood, and before I realized it, he leaned in and pressed a light peck to my cheek. I didn’t breathe for two full seconds. “I’ll be back later,” he said. I automatically stood up to walk him out, but Mia’s voice echoed from outside the door.

I tentatively approach the teacher’s desk after everyone leaves the class. She smiles sadly at me and stands from her desk. “Miss Kissimet, I see you got my note,” she says. “I didn’t get a single one right?!” I exclaim, slapping the paper on her desk. She looks at it then looks back at me. She still has the sad smile. “Unfortunately,” she sighs. “No.” “Do you have someone who you could ask for help?” The teacher says softly. “Or I can assign you a tutor?”

I just want to crush my 'brother' under my feet and become someone even better than him. The day when my tutor came to my house, I was already sitting at my desk waiting for them to arrive. When I heard my bedroom door being knocked on I permitted them to come into my room. I look at my tutor who just came into my room. It was a man who looked to be around twenty. I raised my eyebrow at him because I wasn’t expecting someone who is so built to be a tutor. His intimidating black eyes met mine and I could feel him judging me. His short brown hair was neatly styled to the back. He was wearing a simple suit that had one button undone.

I only smiled before kissing him on the lips again. Within seconds, the kiss got intimate again. I wanted more of Otis, my sudden hunger for all of him, his attention, his touches, his soothing words, everything was alarming. Something fell to the floor and I turned to the direction the sound came from. Right on the threshold of the classroom entrance stood Mr. Narek Carne, our Mystical morphology teacher, and my personal tutor. He swallowed harshly and picked up his journal which had slipped off his hands and dashed out of the class.

Her warm breath smelling of mint toothpaste fanned my face. Her lips were so damn close. Fuck yes, forget tutoring. I want to kiss her. I want to spend this whole session making out on her sofa. “CASSIDY!? Is your student planning to stay for dinner!?” Mrs. Summers called out. God damn cock blocking, mother. Cassidy was up and in the recliner as far as she could get from me faster than I could blink. I groaned, rubbing a hand over my face, sitting up. “S… sorry about that.” I apologized.

I asked before my brain could stop me. He raised a brow and I cursed myself silently. Of course it was Isa. He literally just said she was his first. “How… how did that happen?” I asked, and he exhaled. “Like you heard. She was my tutor,” he said, and my entire body stiffened as he slowly raised my hand and placed it on his head. Did he want me to…? I gently brushed his hair to the side, caressing his cheek just like I had done earlier, watching him as he inhaled sharply before continuing.

And since I hated myself for liking her before I even realized she was Victoria Winner, it drove me to kiss her so she would get angrier with me. And when I asked her why she felt so stressed about it when she enjoyed that kiss so much? And I told her it was just a kiss. And I lied when I said she doesn't even know how to kiss. It made her angrier, and I made it worse when I told Victoria I could give her a kissing tutorial for free. I can't explain the wrath that was written all over her face, and I left the classroom without taking a second glance, even if I wanted to stay and know more about her, and I couldn't accept I was the one who enjoyed the kiss more.

Athena was embarrassed at all the things he pointed out, she glanced at him and all his attention was on the slice he was buttering, “you know, it almost sounds like I am taking lectures.” “You are taking lectures,” he said, placing the slice on her plate, he looked at her and their eyes met, “and I am the tutor.”

She held his chin as she kissed him, both not caring about their morning coffee breath. “So, what’s the plan for today Miss Jones?” She raised her eyebrow. “Why am I the organiser?” “You’re the tutor, I’m the student.” His expression was so pragmatic she couldn’t help but laugh. “Fine. Then your first assignment is to get dressed. We have a long day ahead of us.” As she went to walk back round to the front door, Josh caught her wrist and came close to her face. “I’ll need a shower before I get dressed, will there be time for me to practice last night’s lesson?” His voice was husky and deep.

KATHERINE I stared at the lecturer, not really understanding anything that was being said. My mind was in the kiss I had shared with Giorgio. He had been so sure, and gentle. It had been the best kiss I had ever had in my life thought I didn’t respond to him. It was so strange that I felt like that about a kiss I shared with him, but I honestly couldn’t help the way I felt.