Bullying Teacher 3 by Sadie Sins

Author:Sadie Sins [Sins, Sadie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: BluA
Published: 2016-02-05T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Four

“You seem nervous,” Darien observed when Beau nearly dropped his keys while trying to open his apartment door.

Nodding silently, Beau fumbled again, eventually sighing and letting his hand drop, door still locked. “I... I didn't clean.”

Darien really didn't think Mr. Ashford was going to turn out to be some terrible slob with fifty cats, or a closeted hoarder. His teacher had gotten quieter than normal the moment he had started driving and seemed to curl up on himself once they entered the run down looking building. Whatever it was, the man was freaking.

Darien took the keys from the trembling blond's hand, finding the obvious one and unlocking the door. He pulled the keys from the lock, giving them back to the blond. “I'm already messing you up at school, teach. It's up to you whether you want that in your personal life too.”

Beau leaned his head against the door, a soft sigh escaping him. “I... I'm nervous.”

“Alright,” Darien said simply, leaning his shoulder on the wall next to the door. The man would make a decision eventually. “You want a smoke?”

A brilliant blue eye peeking up at him from beneath bright blond hair, Darien watched as Beau immediately looked away once he caught his gaze. The man was a shy thing in a lot of ways, delicate, sensitive even for all the pain he was able to take.

“Did you remember to get yourself something nice?” Darien asked, watching as his pretty teacher blushed red at the question.

“Y-Yes... I, uh, really like it,” Beau mumbled, glancing his way again, his face turning on the door as he looked up at Darien. “But... I don't know if you'll approve.”

“Approve?” Darien raised a brow. “I told you to get something that makes you crazy hot. Did you somehow think there was a wrong answer to that?”

Gnawing on his lower flushed red lip, Beau chanced a longer look at his student. “I'm a lot older than you.”

Darien huffed, snagging Beau by his chin and pulling his face up. “If I didn't want you, I wouldn't be here. I'm not in the habit of wasting my time, and believe me, most people my age are a fucking waste of time. What did you get yourself?”

Beau opened his mouth to answer but nothing came out. Darien ducked his head, resisting the overwhelming urge to kiss the answer out of the man. He had the sexiest damn lips.

“You want to show me, teach?”

Lashes lowering, Beau gave a slight nod, his hand reaching for the door handle. Hesitating only a moment, Beau opened the door, holding it wide so Darien could step in before him.

Mr. Ashford's place was okay. Hardly a decorator's dream, and the lighting sucked, the small space very dim and dingy. But it was clean, neat, bookcases lining the wall filled with an array of science-fiction novels as well as academic texts and random magazines. The living room led into the miniature kitchen that consisted of a refrigerator that looked to have been there since the eighties and a dented oven sitting on broken laminate.

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