Chapter 17
Chapter Seventeen
I slammed my locker shut, jumping when I saw Evan standing beside it.
“I’ve marked your essay,” he murmured, holding up the paper in his hands.
I let out an excited squeal as he smirked at me, his green eyes dragging down my body as I reached for it. He held it out of reach, leaning forward to whisper in my ear.
“You can get it later. Come by my classroom after school.”
He turned and walked away as I scowled after him.
Was he serious?
I watched him walk away, biting my lip when I noticed the girls in the hallway checking him out.
“Ms Martin.” A voice boomed from behind me as I turned to see Mrs Crich, the career advisor waving at me despite being in front of me.
She was that kind of woman .
“Yes?”
She glanced down at her iPad before squinting back at me .
“I haven’t had your university application yet.”
“No, uh, I have to go and look around some universities...” My voice trailed off, not wanting to admit that I wanted to decide after getting my grades.
“With most of your grades, you could well apply for all of them if you manage to pick your English one up. You are doing well in everything else. Maybe you could speak to Mr Silver about it? Oh, his class is just behind you. Let’s just pop in, shall we?” Mrs Crich smiled brightly at me as I groaned inwardly, following her large butt into Evan’s room.
Evan was sat at his desk, his arms folded as he looked up at us with surprise.
Vada, the secretary, narrowed her eyes at us as she leaned back from the desk, not before I noticed the revealing dress she was wearing.
“Sorry to interrupt,” Mrs Crich boomed as I cringed behind her.
“Not at all. Vada was just leaving,” Evan smoothly said as Vada turned to look at him with surprise.
She couldn’t disguise the disappointment on her face when she pushed past us wordlessly. I tried to hide a smile when Evan met my eyes briefly before turning to Mrs Crich.
“I was just telling Jain here how bright she is and how any college would accept her, providing she got her English average up,” she explained as Evan nodded, his eyes dancing with amusement.
“I was going to suggest some private tutorials to help push her that final bit.”
Mrs Crich beamed before turning to me.
“Oh, Jain, that would be great. I know you’re a busy man, Evan, but Jain here has such potential—”
“She does. If she is willing to work hard under my instruction, I’ll be willing to help her in every way I can,” Evan smirked at me before smiling politely at Mrs Crich.
“Fantastic. Only Jain must go and look at some universities. I don’t suppose you could recommend any in particular?” Mrs Crich mused as my breath caught in my throat.
“Of course. My brother is a professor at the local university. I could always speak to him—”
“Jain mentioned moving away the last time we spoke,” Mrs Crich informed him, turning to me as the smile on my face froze.
Evan glared at me, and I shrugged my shoulders.
“I’m not entirely sure—”
“If you’re free now, Ms Martin, I have fifteen minutes before my next class. Maybe we could have a quick chat?” Evan smiled, yet it didn’t quite reach his eyes.
“Excellent. Thank you, Evan. I will catch up with you in two weeks, Jain. Good luck!”
Mrs Crich left the room, and I awkwardly stood as Evan closed the door behind her, pulling the blinds down so no one could see in. He flicked the lock before turning to face me.
“Moving away?” He whispered as he came to a stop in front of me. I tried not to gasp when he suddenly lifted me onto his desk, his fingers pushing my skirt up roughly. His mouth assaulted my senses as I groaned, my heart skipping a beat when he moved my panties to the side and began finger fucking me.
“Evan, someone could walk in!”
“Through a locked door? Hardly. I don’t have long, so can you use your mouth for something other than talking?”
Evan kissed me then, and I wrapped my legs around his hand, becoming aware of his hard bulge through his jeans.
“Evan... don’t... ”
“You’re so wet, yet you want me to stop?” Evan muttered, sliding me off the desk before he flipped me around, unbuckling his pants.
He reached into his bag, and I heard a foil wrapper being torn open. Surely, he wasn’t going to—
“ Fuck !” I gasped out as he pushed his entire length into me, spreading my ass cheeks with his fingers. He pounded into me, my fingers reaching to grip the edge of the desk for leverage, instead pushing papers onto the floor.
“You need to work on your analysis of text, but other than that, you won’t need any further help,” Evan rasped in my ear, tugging my hair. He kissed me open-mouthed as I sucked on his tongue, feeling exhilarated from the dangerous situation we were in. “I’ll just finish off here, then later I will make you scream my name, I promise.’
Evan picked up speed, repeatedly slamming into me as he slapped my ass hard. He let out a guttural moan before finally slowing, withdrawing from me quickly as I moved my soaking panties back into place. I stood up. Aware my legs were shaking. He steadied me, one hand on my waist as he tossed the condom into the bin.
“Won’t the cleaners see that?!” I squealed, still unable to breathe properly.
Evan studied me before nodding.
“Good point. Can you dispose of it in the ladies? Good girl”
He pulled it back out, and I saw with alarm how full it was.
“ What ?! Where am I meant to put that?!” I nervously laughed as he opened the zip of my bag, dropping it in as he sent me a wicked smile.
“Maybe next time, I’ll let you swallow it. So much cleaner and easier,” Evan murmured before pressing his lips against mine. “God, you’re beautiful. Now sit down before the class starts.”
Oh, Jesus. I had English next.
“Wait, I’ve got to sit here and—”
“In your juices with my cum in your bag. Yeah. Quite the naughty girl, aren’t you?” He teased, pushing his hair back before walking towards the door, unlocking it, and lifting the blind.
“Only four hours until we do that again,” I murmured, and he chuckled.
“You’re sure about that?”
“Well, you said after school—”
“I know. But there’s always lunchtime.” Evan smiled as the students began to file in. Our conversation shut down as we shared a secret smile.
“Hey, Mr Silver, how’s it going with your girlfriend?” Harley winked as he came in, ruffling my hair as he walked by me.
Evan’s eyes flickered over at me.
“She’s wonderful, thank you, Harley. How’s yours?” He shot back as Harley pointed at me.
“I’m still working on it, Sir,” Harley quipped, and I froze as Evan’s eyes darkened.
“Not in my class, I hope.” Evan smiled coldly, avoiding my eyes.
“Oh Sir, have you really got a girlfriend? You will break so many hearts,” I smirked at him, noticing his expression softening.
“I’m afraid it would appear that way, Jain. Anyway, enough about my love life, let’s move back onto Romeo’s and Juliet’s, shall we?”
My heart was pounding as I put my hand up to be excused, desperate to rid my bag of the evidence .
“What for?” Evan asked innocently as I felt my mouth drop open.
“I need to dispose of some lady things if you must know.” I snapped back, furious when he tried to hide his laughter.
“You’re excused, but don’t be long. Here’s your hall pass.” Evan scribbled one down, handing it to me as I walked by him.
I left the classroom, breathing a sigh of relief as I headed to the ladies. Once inside the cubicle, I dropped it into the toilet and flushed. I sat down to relieve myself when I studied the hall pass. It had his scrawl on it, but there was another one attached to it, with a small note written on it.
You’re mine.
I held it to my chest as my smile stretched across my face. I always did love a possessive man.