Honor Thy Teacher (Honor Series) Page 12

  The morning went by without a hitch. Angela had not shown up to work today and very few people were talking about Jeff’s accident. When it came time for Emma’s class I felt like the world was no longer fighting against us. I watched her walk in my room like an angel who had just walked to throught the gates of heaven. My heaven. I mingled with the students, answering questions about graduation for a few minutes, but my thoughts never left her. I stared at her whenever possible, even taking a moment to smell her sweet scent on my fingers. A knock came at the door and I immediately looked to Emma. She was stricken with panic. I ran my hands through my hair wondering what it would be to end my beautiful fantasy. The accident from my past, Jeff’s crash. Angela, Abby?

  I walked to the door and stepped outside, coming face to face with Angela. She was the lessor of all of my evils.

  “What?” I asked as I ran my hands through my hair again.

  “Can I stay with you? For a few days?” She asked, tucking her hair nervously behind her ear.

  “Stay with your husband.” I was in no mood for this.

  “William…” Her voice trailed off and she said nothing more.

  “Don’t ever come to my place again. You’re not welcome there.” I warned her and went back inside my room. I continued my lecture where I had left off, not letting my gaze fall on Emma for too long.

  She did not stay after class. I had wanted her to but it would be foolish to risk what we had when I was so close to being able to be with her forever. I made it through the last few mindnumbing classes without a hitch.

  When the day finally came to a close I couldn’t wait to be close to her, to touch her. I made it to my car and scanned the parking lot. She was just slipping into her seat. I pulled out my phone and sent her a quick message.

  Where are you headed?

  I got inside my car and waited.

  Home

  Mine?

  My Aunt is going to start asking questions if I don’t show up every once and awhile.

  As my eyes danced over her words, Angela made her way to the side of my car. I clentched my jaw, debating on whether or not to take her up on wanting to stay with me, just so I could get rid of her.

  “This is starting to border on stalking.” I said, half joking.

  “Wlliam, I’m not trying to cause you any trouble. I need help. I can’t stay with my husband anymore.” Her eyes swelled with tears. I watched Emma drive by, not looking at me. My heart sank. I have had about enough of Angela upsetting her.

  “That’s not my problem.” I clenched my jaw, biting back the things I really wanted to say. One tear escaped her eye and her jaw quivered.

  “Please, if you ever cared about me at all..” She begged. I glared at her and her mouth snapped shut. She took a silent step back from my car and I pushed it in drive. I left her standing alone in the lot. I texted Emma, to make sure she didn’t have the wrong idea.

  Angela means nothing to me, you know that right?

  Emma, please answer me.

  Fucking answer me.

  She didn’t respond. I would have gladly listened to her yell and scream than to completely ignore me. Everything seemd to collide together at once. I had to see her, had to make this right. I drove to her house, parking up the road out of site.

  I made my way to the back of her house so I could sneak in her bedroom window, but there she lay, tanning herslef in the sun.

  “You are going to burn that pretty little ass of yours.” I said, taking in the view of her laying on her stomach, small scraps of fabric covering her most private parts. Mine. She jumped at the sound of my voice and flipped over to her back.

  “What are you doing here?” She didn’t try to hide the irritation in her voice.

  “You didn’t respond. I got worried.” She rolled her eyes at me. Rolled her fucking eyes at me.

  “You didn’t respond to me either and you don’t see me acting like a stalker.” She hissed angrily. I felt like her words were a slap in the face. A fucking stalker? Was that what I was to her?

  “You’re mad at me?” I asked, sinking down to my knees. I needed to make this right. “She doesn’t mean anything to me. She’s trying to work through her own feelings. She doesn’t want to stay with her husband.”

  “I don’t care about her marital woes. She brought that on herself.” She shot back. I swallowed hard. She was jealous.

  “Fair enough.”

  “I’m not mad at you but you have to understand all of this is very new to me. I’m not exactly sure what we are doing here but I know seeing you with Angela scared me.” She explained. She didn’t want to lose me. I leaned closer, running my hand over her side and onto the small of her back. I needed to touch her, to feel that she was real. That she was still mine.

  “You have nothing to worry about.” I searched her eyes for understanding. “ I won’t ever hurt you, Emma. I promise. I will never talk to her again if that’s what you want.” I was on my knees begging her to stay with me.

  “No, I trust you. I’m sorry I just got a little jealous seeing you two together.” She sighed. I pushed my lips against hers, letting my hand wrap in her hair. I wrapped around her tightly and squeezed, never wanting to let her go.

  “I thought you were going to leave me.” I confessed. At that moment I realized what she meant to me. I could never, would never be without her.

  “I’m not going anywhere, William.” She pulled back to look in my eyes. “I love you.” I kissed her again, wanting to drink in her words..

  “I Love you so much, Emma.” I heard a noise from inside the house. We both glanced over.

  “Go! I’ll call you later” She said, kissing me quickly. I left, not wanting to risk being caught.

  I made my way to my car and sat for a few minutes, running my hands through my hair. This girl was driving me fucking crazy. I couldn’t get enough of her. I wanted her more than I wanted the air I breathe. My phone lit up and vibrated on the seat next to me.

  My aunt left for the night.

  I smiled, and got out of the car, looking around to make sure no one saw me. I walked to her front door and slipped inside. I could hear the water running from the shower down the hall. I made my way to the door . I gripped the shower curtain and slowly pulled it back, revealing Emma’s backside, dripping with water. I immediately grew hard.

  “You are so beautiful>” I said as I rubbed my hand over the front of my jeans. She smiled over her shoulder.

  “You think you could wash my back for me?” She asked, biting her lip. I smiled and began peeling off my clothes. I stepped in behind her, pressing the length of myself against her. I reached around and grabbed her bath sponge from her and slowly slid it down her neck. Her head fell to the side and I pulled the sponge down over her shoulder, circling it down her chest and over her breasts. She sucked in a ragged breath, causing me to twitch against her ass. I slid it lower, down over her belly and in between her legs. She moaned, putting her hands on the wall in front of her for balance.

  “Spread your legs” I ordered. I slid the sponge against her, making sure my fingers brushed against her. She panted, pushing back against my hand. I ran the sponge down the length of her legs and made sure to soap every part of her body. She returned the favor by soaping up my body as well. Her hands glided over my chest and over the muscles of my stomach. She traced the v-shaped muscled that led down to my cock. I watched her as her eyes gazed back at me, washing me clean.

  We rinsed off and got out. I waited for Emma to hand me a towel as I stared at my own reflection in the mirror. I didn’t recognize the person I was becoming but I didn’t hate it either. We began to dry ourselves and my gaze shifted to her.

  “What?” She asked, her cheeks a lovely shade of pink.

  “You’re beautiful.” I said, wrapping my towel around my hips. I reached out and took hers from her. I began to slowly wipe the water droplets that clung to her skin. She smiled and closed her eyes, trusting me completely. I finished by running it over her hair
. “Perfect” I sighed. I kissed her on the cheek and wrapped the towel around her, tucking it into itself. “Have you thought about where you want to go after graduation?” I wanted to drag her away from this place.

  “Well” She walked past me towards her room. “I was thinking about the Carolinas?” She dropped her towel and grabbed a pair of panties out of her drawer.

  “I was thinking outside of the states.” I watched her slide the underwear up her legs.

  “I don’t know if that’s a good idea.” She gave me a sideways glance. That was the response I anticipated.

  “Okay. How about the west coast?” I asked, sliding my hand across her stomach from behind, trailing kisses across her shoulder.

  “That sounds nice.” She lay her head over and I kissed up her neck as her hand reached behind her. She wrapped her fingers in my hair, tugging gently. I let my hand run lower, dipping a finger under the waistband of her panties.

  “William? She turned to look at me. “Do you trust me?” It was a loaded question. I did. Not with all of my secrets but with my heart.

  “Yes” I whispered, searching her eyes. She turned to face me, placing her hands on my chest and pushing me slowly back towards her bed. Feeling the matress touch my legs, I sat down, looking up into her beautiful green eyes. She loooped her fingers in her panties and slowly slid them down her thighs. She was inches from me when she bent over and I could not resist the urge to taste her. I leaned forward, sucking one of her nipples into my mouth and running my teeth along it. She moaned, letting her body fall onto mine, her leg on either side of my body. She placed a hand on either side of my face, staring at me as her hips began to rock against my hardness.

  “Oh God” I grabbed her ass hard and moved her harder. Her wetness gliding her against me effortlessly. Her eyes closed and she was panting heavily. “Look at me” She obeyed. “I love you”

  “I love you” She moaned as her body began to buck against me. “Ohh” I slowed her and held her tightly against me, stopping her from coming.

  “Not yet” I pushed her damp hair from her face so I could see her beautifully flushed face.

  “Oh, God..please” She begged. I loved it when she begged. Her hand dipped down between us as she began to touch herself. I let my hips begin to rock again.

  “I want to taste you” I glanced down at her hand and back to her eyes. She lifted her hand and ran her wet fingers along my lip. She dipped the tip of one of her fingers into my mouth and I let a slow growl rumble from my chest. I lifted her and lay her back on the bed in one swift motion. I quickly found her nipple and sucked as she arched her back pushing it further into my mouth. I kissed my way down her stomach, positioning myself between her legs. I let my tongue dip into her wetness and she pushed herself against my mouth.

  “William” She moaned my name and it never sounded so sweet. I moaned back inside of her, slipping a finger into her as she pulsed and bucked against my lips. I crawled up the length of her body and entered her as she continued to come setting off my own orgasm. I relaxed against her, struggling to catch my breath as I ran my finger across her brow.

  “What?” She asked.

  “I just can’t believe how lucky I am.” She grabbed my face and pulled my lips to hers.

  Chapter Thirty

  I held her for hours while I watched her sleep. I still couldn’t believe I was lucky enough to share a bed with her.

  By three in the morning I kissed her goodbye and left her a note so she would know I was thinking of her.

  I miss you.

  Love, William

  I couldn’t sleep when I got home so I booked a flight for Emma and I for California. I was able to schedule it for the night of graduation.

  The next few days flew by with relatively no problems. I managed to avoid anyone who had tried to become Emma and I. I snnuck private moments with Emma whenever I could. I even had a key made for her so she could come see me whenever she needed or wanted to. She exercised that right often.

  I was anxious for the day to end and being able to wrap my arms around Emma. As I opened the door to my place a small piece of paper fluttered to the ground.

  Before I kill you, I want you to watch her die.

  I walked inside, anger bubbling within me. I placed the note on the counter, pouring myself a drink and staring at it. I didn’t know what to do. I didn’t know if I could protect her. I made my way to the couch and sat down, resting my head in my hands. This is what I deserved, I knew it, but Emma didn’t ask for any of this. I heard her key slide into the lock of the door. I wanted to rush to her and push her away but I didn’t have the strength. I knew what I needed to do. I knew it would only put both of us in more danger.

  “What’s wrong?” She asked as she rushed to my side, careful to keep distance between us. I took a deep breath and held out the note for her. She deserved to know the danger I brought to her feet. She read it carefully then let the paper fall from her fingers. “Oh, my God” she whispered, her hands covering her mouth. I nodded but couldn’t bring myself to look at her. “We have to call the police” Her voice was high pitched and I knew she was on the verge of going into shock. I narrowed my eyes. It was too late to go to the police. I had done too much.

  “I’ll take care of this” I said and got up, determined to put an end to this once and for all. Emma jumped to her feet and placed herself in my path, placing her hand on my chest. I glanced down at her delicate fingers then back to her. She recoiled, taking a step back.

  “You can’t go over there. You are going to do something you regret!” She was panicked and concerned for me, moreso than Abby. I softened my expression, not wanting her to worry. Not wanting her to know what I was capable of.

  “I’m not going to do anything to her. I just want to end this thing once and for all.” I locked eyes with her, pleading with her to trust me. I needed to take care of this or we would never be able to be together. She bit her lip and stepped to the side. “Lock the door. Do not let anyone in this fucking house. I don’t care if they are on fire. Do you understand?” She nodded and followed me to the door to lock it behind me.

  I drove to the hotel I had met Abby at just days ago. I knocked several times before she answered. Her face was pale and drawn in, her eyes looked dead and lifeless. I pushed the door open further and she stumbled back so I could enter.

  “You really think you can threaten me and get away with it?” I asked, seething with anger. She looked at me shocked and dazed. She tripped over her own feet towards me. The smell of liquor wafted through the air. I glanced around and noticed she had given in to the temptation to buy more drugs. Powder dusted nearly every surface in the room. “It wasn’t you?” I asked, not expecting a response. She rubbed her arms as if she was cold, but the room was muggy.

  “You wanna..” Her voice trailed off. I shoved past her and made my way out of the room. I pulled out my phone and shot a text to Emma.

  It’s not Abby. I am on my way.

  She responded immediately.

  Angela is here!!!!

  Of course, it made sense.

  Do NOT let her in!

  I raced to my car and drove as fast as I could to get to Emma’s side. It was a sick joke being played on me. I made it home in record time, flying to the steps as my phone rang.

  “H-he’s in the building..I think h-he killed her..don’t come in here!” Emma’s voice shook as she spoke. I made my way to the door.

  “Emma, calm down. Breathe. No one is here.”

  “William!” Emma screamed from behind the door. There was no time to react. Something hard came down across my face, causing me to stumble. I recovered quickly and swung, connecting with the man’s face. He stumbled backwards but caught himself before falling down the steps. I noticed something on the steps leading to the third floor. It was a body. Just then the man swung again, hitting me hard in the stomach. I doubled over, struggling to breathe. I swung my arm, my elbow hitting him hard in the ribs. I grabbed him by his hair and brou
ght his face down on my knee, breaking his nose. Blood poured from his face as his arms swung wildly towards me. I wanted to kill him. I kicked out, my foot landing squarely on his chest, sending him flying to the landing below. He didn’t move again so I ducked to the side and checked on Angela, certain she was dead. I brushed her hair back from her face and she let out a small groan.

  “She’s alive!” I shouted to Emma.

  “I’m sorry” Angela whispered and her eyes where full of regret and pain. “He found out about us.” I glanced behind me at the man who lay motionless on the landing below. I looked back at her and nodded. Her husband was not ready to give up his wife to someone else. I dialed the police and told them a watered down version of what had happened. Then I sent a text to Emma.