"He can't make you feel the way I can." Mr. Morgan whispered grabbing my face and pulling me to him. His lips came crashing down on mine and took my lips hungrily. He was an amazing kisser, his lips were expertly taking over my own and he grabbed my neck for better access to my mouth. His other hand went on my waist and grabbed me. I was in a daze, his taste, his touch, his tongue that parted my lips gaining access to the inside of my mouth. His tongue massaged my own and I couldn't help thinking how much better he felt than Dean. How he took over in such a sensual way that left me breathless. I moaned in his mouth and put my hands through his hair, earning a groan from him. But then I remembered, he's my teacher, and I'm his student. I have a boyfriend...