My Dad's Friend: 02

"Hello everyone, my name is Miss Kacey, and I'll be your new history teacher," the sexy earth creature standing at the front of the class finally introduced herself.

"What happened to Ms. Jen?" A female voice called out from the middle of the class... Probably one of those nerds. I didn't care to find out, as that sexy being had all my attention...guess history wouldn't be so boring anymore...only the heavens knew how much I loathed the subject with Ms. Jen, a fifty-year-old nagging hag that always had me as her target...she had a habit of failing my papers because of my fuckboy habit... Well, I was kind of glad she was gone, and in place of her was a goddess in the body of a human, ready to be devoured and owned by me. Just a matter of time.

Ms. Jen has been transferred to New Jersey City—she’s retiring soon,” Miss Kacey explained. “So, please, I’d appreciate it if everyone behaved.” With that, she moved toward the teacher’s desk, tucked into the corner of the room. Sitting down, her chest pushed forward even more. Fuck.

“I’ll be calling the register to check attendance,” she continued, adjusting her glasses up the bridge of her nose. “Listen carefully for your names.”

I licked my lips. She was getting hotter with each movement she made, and it was entrancing. I couldn’t tear my gaze away.

"Konrad Lorenz!" She started

"Here!" The owner of the name answered back.

She nodded in acknowledgment and continued, her eyes scanning the names one at a time. "Monroe County"

"Over here, Miss Kacey!"

"Jarvis Melville!"

"Damn, I never thought I would like my name this much," Jarvis whispered, and I silently chuckled. Guess I wasn’t the only one who was smitten with our sexy teacher.

"Jarvis Melville!?" She called again when she got no response.

"Present, Miss Kacey!" Jarvis responded, and she went back to calling the names till it got to mine.

"Tristan Montgomery!?"

No response.

"Tristan Montgomery!?" She called again, eyes scanning the class, but was met with another silence from my side. "Do we not have Mr. Tristan Montgomery in class!?"

"We do, Ma, but your sexiness has him enchanted; he can barely focus on anything but your luscious lips," I verbalized out of the blue, and the class broke out in cheerful oohs while she shifted uncomfortably in her seat as she stole glances at me. Her suddenly reddened cheeks did not pass my eyes, making me smirk in satisfaction at her reaction to my words. Well, I had a charm, I know. People could barely resist it.

Her gaze landed on me, and I winked. I watched her blink her eyes a couple of times, fluttering her long, luring eyelashes. "Are you Mr. Tristan Montgomery?" She asked.

“Yes, ma’am. I apologize if my bluntness made you uncomfortable, but I only speak the truth. My lips will always speak the truth… if you don’t mind,” I replied, flashing a wide smile that no doubt revealed the dimples on my cheeks.

“T-thank you, Mr. Montgomery. But next time, keep those thoughts to yourself. I am your teacher—it’s inappropriate for you to see me in that way.” She tried to scold, but it sounded more like music to my ears. I didn’t stop myself from wondering how she would moan when I finally had her pressed to my bed.

“Easy cake,” I whispered under my breath and then flashed her a smile. “I’m sorry again, Miss Kacey. I just couldn’t help myself when my eyes landed on something this beautiful.” I grinned, then watched her cheeks flush pink before she cleared her throat in an awkward attempt to compose herself.

"Moving on, Kate Danvers?" She continued while I straightened my body, smirking to myself as Jarvis chuckled beside me.

"This is probably your easiest prey, isn’t it, wolfy?" he chuckled, punching me on the shoulder. “Everyone can tell you already got her hooked.”

I threw my hand over his shoulder and pulled him close. "Tell me about it, Jarvis, and I'm going to enjoy fucking her so hard she'll beg for water. If you want, we could have a threesome sometime. I don’t mind sharing with my best friend," I responded, wiggling my brows at him.

He instantly grimaced in disgust and pushed me away, and I chuckled.

The class dragged on and on, but my attention was anywhere but on the lesson. My gaze stayed cemented on her, and now and then I’d throw her a quick wink. Each time, the faintest blush would color her cheeks before she quickly buried herself in her notes or adjusted her glasses like that would hide her reaction. It only made me grin wider.

Time slipped by, the ticking clock on the wall my only reminder that the period hadn’t frozen completely still, and eventually, the bell rang. Students hurried to pack up, and one by one, they filed out, leaving the room to grow quieter with each passing second. I didn’t move.

"You're not going to second class, right?" Jarvis asked, throwing his bag over his shoulder, and rose to his feet.

"Nah, I'll meet you at lunch, but make sure no one comes in."

He chuckled and palmed my back before walking out of the class with the other students, leaving me and Miss Sexy alone.

"Is there a problem, Mr. Montgomery?" She asked, looking up from her desk filled with books and papers.

I shrugged and rose from my seat, slowly making my way to her desk. “I don’t know, Miss Kacey,” I said as I stopped in front of her table, resting my hands on the surface, and I leaned forward. She gasped and instinctively leaned back, and I smirked at her reaction, closing the space until my face hovered just inches from hers.

"W-what are you doing, Mr. Montgomery?" She stammered, blooming brighter than the sun as I invaded her personal space.

I drew in her alluring, flowery scent, and it sent a rush through my senses that left me reeling. God, I wanted more—my body craved release. “You smell incredible, Miss Kacey. Makes me want to take a bite.” My gaze snapped back to hers, and she gasped again as my eyes darkened, glinting with raw lust. I dragged my tongue slowly across my lips, fixated on the soft, flushed curve of hers.

“Sexy.”