BLURB This isn’t a love story. It’s a story of revenge. I sought him out. I enrolled in his class. I forced myself into his life and into his heart. And now I’m going to ruin him. I’m going to break him in every way I possibly can. This isn’t a love story. This is MY story.
Zara leans into me and my natural reaction is to push her back, only I get one hand on her hip and can’t do anything other than pull her closer, pressing my erection into her stomach. A soft moan escapes her lips and I’m so lost in the moment, I bring my lips to hers and softly kiss her.
Her lips are soft, yet demanding as I maneuver my tongue against the seam until she opens. Zara drops her bag and pushes both hands into my hair, pulling the strands and massaging my scalp at the same time. My palms quickly find the firm globes of her ass and drag her as close to me as possible.
It’s amazing. Wrong? Right? Perfect? All of the above probably.
I hear slamming car doors in the distance and reality comes crashing back down upon me. I’m her teacher and she’s my student. Kara said it perfectly, she’s just a child. I’m taking advantage of her innocence.
“I’m sorry, Zara,” I say, pulling back and pacing the parking lot.
“There’s nothing to be sorry for. I enjoyed it. In fact,I wouldn’t mind doing it again,” she says, walking up behind me and wrapping her tiny arms around my middle, attempting to push her hand down the front of my pants.
The second our bare skin touches, I know I have to walk away or I’ll do something I’ll end up regretting the rest of my life.
Meet the Author:
Separated by oceans and time zones, CE Cooper is a combination of two friends, one Australian, the other American coming together to write romance. Goodreads