Honor Thy Teacher (Honor Series) - By Mummert, Teresa Page 0,44

into hanging out with my friends and getting in trouble. I didn’t take my grades seriously. One night one thing lead to another. I’ll spare you the details but my father found out that we were seeing each other. He went to Abby and offered her money to stay away from me.” I stared off at the wall. “She took it and never looked back. To add insult to injury she began flaunting some new guy around town. Everywhere I went I saw them together. It wasn’t until college when she called me and begged for me to come see her. We dated for a few months.” I glanced down at the floor, “ We ran off to Vegas on a whim and got married. Everything was perfect again until I found out my father had paid her. She begged for me to stay with her but I couldn’t. Now she wants to make my life miserable.” I looked her in the eye to gauge her reaction.

“I’m so sorry.” She stepped closer but I put up my hand to stop her.

“I don’t want to be pitied, Emma. It was a long time ago. I just want this bitch out of my life once and for all.”

“So, if your father is rich, why are you working as a professor?”

“I don’t know. I tutored all through college and I really enjoyed it. There was something really fulfilling about seeing that look on someone’s face when they understand something new.” I smiled. “Plus, I like to be in control, but I’m sure you noticed that. I don’t want to ever get hurt like that again.” I ran my fingers down the length of her jaw and smacked her playfully on her bottom with my other hand.

“Ouch!” She jumped and I pulled her body against mine.

“I think I answered enough questions for one day.” I ran my thumb over her bottom lip.

We spent the next few hours in bed together.

“Go take a nice long bath. I’ll make us something to eat.” I kissed her quickly on the forehead and made my way into the kitchen to prepare something to eat.

“That smells delicious!” She said as she sat down at the kitchen island and twirled her wet hair into a bun.

“Thanks” I sat a plate down in front of her. Cheese ravioli in a mushroom sauce. One of my favorite dishes. I watched her clean her plate and I could barely stand to eat a bite.

“Not hungry?” She asked, pulling me from my thoughts.

“I was just thinking about how money changes people.” Lie. Money doesn’t change people. You are either good or bad, kind or greedy, dominant or submissive. Her eyebrows knitted together as she thought that over.

“I wouldn’t do that to you. I’m not that kind of person. I’m not her.” She said, putting her hand on mine. She thought I was talking about Abby. I laced my fingers in hers and gave her hand a squeeze. After a moment, she let go of my hand and went off to the bedroom. She reappeared with her cell phone pressed to her ear.

Chapter Twenty-Seven

“Aunt Judy? I won’t be home tonight.” She smiled at me. She endd the call and sat the phone down, raising her eyebrow at me. She turned and walked towards the elevator. She stepped inside and disappeared behind the doors.

I got up from my stool and rinsed our dishes in the sink. I grabbed the bourbon and poured a quick drink as I thought of Emma alone, upstairs. I smirked and emptied my glass, setting it back down on the counter. I headed towards the elevator. My pulse began to race as I got closer. The doors opened and I gave myself a minute for my eyes to adjust. Then I saw her, spead out on a table and waiting for me. Perfection. I began to unhook my belt as I drank in her beauty.

“You certainly know how to make me feel better.” I said as I slid his pants over my hips. I spent the next hour torturing and teasing her until she wanted to scream. “Say it” I whispered in her ear as I hovered over her. She pulled against the restraints. “Say it!” I ordered.

“I love you” She panted. I thrust himself into her and she cried out at the sudden pain. I didn’t slow. I needed this and she was willing to give it to me.

“I love you” I whispered in her ear. Her body pulsed and tightened