Temptations

Chapter Three

The next couple of weeks pass quickly. I'm trying to keep my distance from Mr. Riley but I can't help but to let my eyes wander over to him when he's teaching us. The way his long, muscular arms melt into his muscular, lean back as he writes on the chalk board. The way his eyes meet mine at the most random times during the day, in class, when we pass by each other in the hallway and when I'm sitting in the library. Before I knew it I was starting to watch him more and pray less, he was even in my dreams.

It's Saturday, one week away from thanksgiving break, and I'm out taking a walk around the fields behind my house. Kevin was supposed to be coming over to help me with my religions essay but he canceled because Lee wanted him to go to Saturday Mass with him. Before I knew it I was two miles away from my house at the local park, I watched the children play and the couples carrying babies while holding hands. They looked so happy. Slowly, I made my way back to my house taking the long way down a country road. My white lace knee length dress was flowing in the wind while I stomped around the edge of the road in my brown cowgirl boots. The fresh air smelled so good out here.

I heard a car come around the bend and slow beside me, I looked over to see a sleek Magnum. The window rolled down and Mr. Riley was smirking from the drivers seat.

"Get in." He says and leans away.

"I'm not lost." I hesitate to get in.

"You don't have to be lost. Just get in." He growls the last part and I quickly jump into the car. "You mind well."

"Well, you are my teacher." I say as I buckle up quickly.

"I'm not your teacher right now." He says and smirks at me. "You're coming with me tonight."

I gulp loudly. "Going where?" My voice shakes.

"Just to dinner with me and my parents." He says matter of factly.

"But um...why?" I ask nervously fidgeting with the hem of my dress.

"I need a date and I can't seem to stand any of the other women in this shitty town." He says and pulls into this very tall apartment complex. "Come on."

We both get out and there are butterflies in the pit of my stomach as we go up the elevator to his apartment. He quickly unlocks the door and looks around us before pushing me quickly inside of it.

"Sit where ever you want." He takes off his coat and shoes. "Take your boots off before you go in." I comply silently and follow him inside. The foyer was a light Gray colour with marble floors. The next room we enter is the living room, it's a deep grey colour with a light grey carpet. There is a huge grey wrap around couch with a coffee table in the middle along with two white chairs. The TV is huge and takes up the whole wall. "Here." He hands me a glass with some light golden colour to it.

"What is it?" I ask and finally meet his eyes.

"Champagne. You look good in what you are wearing so I was thinking we could just sit here for a little while until my parents arrive." He says and sits down on the couch. "You may sit."

I quickly sit beside him but still a respectable distance. Lord knows I want to sit closer to him, something about this man just pulls me in and it scares me too. I tentatively take a sip of the champagne and realise it tastes amazing! "Wow, this is delicious. And your place is amazing." I say and he smirks at me.

"I know." He's cocky as ever. "Do you need to call your parents and let them know you won't be home until late?"

"Um, yeah I'll just text my mom real quick." I pull out my iPhone and see several messages from Kevin. After my mom agrees to a curfew of 11pm and she thinks I'm out with Lisa I text Kevin back.

Where are you? His text reads.

Out with a friend. Won't be back until late tonight. I reply and his response is instant.

But we were supposed to go out.

I'm busy.

I put my phone away and look around the room as I sip my drink, there are many pictures on the wall. Mainly abstract but if you look close enough obscene images appear within the art work.

"It's Cev'iour. A French painter." He notices me admiring his decor. "You haven't said much."

"I'm nervous." I whisper and he smirks.

"Nothing to be nervous about. It's just a date for my family." He shrugs and I nod. He's just using me to impress his parents, he doesn't like me. Which he shouldn't anyways because I'm his student and I'm only fifteen years old.

"How old are you?" I ask.

"Twenty six." He shrugs again.

"That's cool." I say and look down at my hands.

"Also just call me Riley tonight, I don't want to explain to my parents that you are my student. They wouldn't be very happy about that."

"Yes, Sir." I say and he lets out a deep sigh.

"If you call me Sir one more time I will take you across my knee." He growls but something in his eyes look amused and his threat sends chills to my stomach, making me more nervous.

"I'm sorry." I whisper looking down at my hands.

He starts to say something but his phone rings.

"Hello." He's brisk.

"Yes we will meet you there in five minutes." He ends the call and pulls me by my hand. "Let's go."

We pull up outside of this really nice looking restaurant. "Wait." He says and gets out of the car. He walks over to my side of the car and opens the door for me. I blush as he slides his hand into mine and helps me from the car. My blush deepens when he keeps a hold of my hand until we are seated.

His mother looks like the female version of him minus the tattoos and piercings. She smiles brightly at me and looks over to her husband who is staring at me intently.

"Mother, father this is Daisy. Daisy this is my mother Andrea and my father Jeff."

"Oh it's so lovely to meet you, dear." His mother offers her hand and I gently shake with her.

"It's about time Riley met someone." His father smiled brightly at me.

I blushed deeply and we sat down.

"So Riley, where did you meet this beautiful woman?" His father asks.

"At the library." Riley says and looks over at me with a breathtaking smile. I flush under his gaze and look down. "She couldn't reach a book and I helped her. Now we see each other almost every day."

"Oh how sweet!" His mother coos, their accents are rich but I can understand them easily.

The waiter arrives and Riley orders roasted lamp and pork for us both along with a bottle of wine. His parents order oysters and smoked cod with a bottle of wine also.

Riley keeps looking over at me as I smile and talk with his parents, I glance over at him and his expression is a mixture of curiosity and something else I can't quite place. His arm is draped around my chair and his fingers are slowly stroking my bare shoulder. Two glasses of wine later and I'm feeling a bit bubbly. Before long its 9:30 and we are leaving the restaurant and heading back to his apartment.

He holds my hand as we go up and even when we enter the apartment. He kicks his shoes off and I do the same while he holds me steady.

He sits me down on the couch and comes back a few minutes later with two cups of steaming coffee

"I can't take you home drunk." He smirks. "Your mom would never let me take you out again."

"Like she even knows." I giggle and sip the coffee, its made just the way I like it.

"You lied?" He mockingly gasps. "But that's a sin."

"I'll ask for forgiveness and I'll be safe." I shrug and smile.

"You sure are fast to sin. Three in one night." He turns the stereo on with a small remote.

"Three?" I laugh. "I only remember one."

"You lied, you drank and you cheated." He smirks.

"Cheated?" I ask and suddenly his lips are on mine. The cool metal of his lip rings is a stark contrast from his warm soft lips. His hands slide around my waist and pulls me onto his lap, straddling him. I kiss him back roughly and my hand slide into his hair. His lips travel down my neck and he gently sucks and bites on my neck causing me to moan quietly.

I can feel his hardness pressing against the apex of my thighs, his lips are sending shock waves to my s*x and to release some of the tension I grid my hips against his and he moans against my neck and he meets my lips again. Our kiss growing deeper and more passionate as he pulls my dress off and throws it on the floor. I'm only left in a white lace push up bra and matching lace bikini cut panties that creep up into almost a thong. His hands slide down my back and onto my ass, one hand grips onto my hips and rocks me against him.

"f**k, you are so hot." He moans and kisses me again. "You're so innocent." His voice is barely a whisper. His fingers trail up my back and unclasps my bra, shyly I slide my hands over my chest. "No baby don't be shy with me." He pulls at my hands gently and I let him. His finger slides over my n****e and I gasp.

He kisses down my neck until he reaches my chest. Pushing me back he latches himself to my n****e and gently bites it causing my body to slightly jerk in his arms. He stands up with me still in his arms and I wrap my legs around his waist, he kicks open a door and gently places me on the bed. He pulls off his shirt and kicks off his pants quickly before he slides himself on top of me. He kisses me gently then slowly kisses and sucks his way down my body. His fingers slip into the band of my panties and I close my legs shyly.

"Let me," he growls and kisses my hips gently. I slowing relax my legs and his fingers continue to slide my panties down.

His fingers slide over my shaven mound and starts to slowly rub my c**t, I moan and try to close my legs again because it's too sensitive. He won't allow that, he pushes my legs apart and instead of his fingers he uses his tongue. I clutch the sheets tightly as he slips a finger into me.

"You're so f*****g tight," he moans and continues to lick my s*x. I can't help myself as I tug on his hair as he makes me come. He sits up between my legs and takes his boxers off, his p***s is huge and almost scares me as he aligns himself with my wet entrance.

He rolls over and pulls me on top of him and sits me up.

"Since its your first time I'm letting you do it." I can feel his hardness throbbing against my opening. Slowly I lower myself on to him and wince as he stretches me. He slides in a few inches before he hits my hymen and I stop to look down at him. His eyes are wild and his hands are gripping my hips so tightly I think I will have bruises tomorrow, he thrusts his hips up to mine and he slides in further taking my hymen and virginity with him. I gasp and stop moving. His hands are trying to rock my hips on him but all I can feel is pain.

"I can't take this you're going to make me c*m before we've even started." He moans and moves his hips again as his hands slide up to my breasts. I moan as he pinches my n****e and rolls it between his fingers. I sit up a little bit letting him slide out of me some and sit back down, taking all of him inside of me this time.

"f**k, Daisy." He growls and starts rocking my hips back and forth. I can feel him pulsing inside of me as he starts to go faster. He feels so good inside of me and I scream his name as I come. He flips us over and puts me on my hands and knees, he enters me roughly again causing me to come hard around him. He pounds himself into me until he growls loudly and slams into me causing me to come once more before he throbs and I feel him come inside of me.

"God you felt so good." He moans as he slides himself out of me. I'm dazed as I lay on the bed beside him.

He stands up and looks back at me. "That makes four." He smirks as he slips his boxers back on. "Follow me."

I slowly get up and follow him. His bathroom is huge and I cannot stop staring at his body. I was so caught up in s*x that I hardly noticed his entire chest covered in ink along with his back arms and neck. The tattoos are apart of who he is and just makes him even hotter.

"Quit staring and join me in the shower." He pulls me by the hand into the shower. "Are you hurting?"

"Not really, I was at first but it stopped." I said and blushes deeply.

"Good." He says and winks at me. "I'll be taking you again in a little bit. Just not how you're imagining." He laughs and it sends butterflies to my stomach.

He kisses me gently and puts my hand on his p***s. "Rub me, baby." He whispers against my lips.

I slowly start stroking him until he's fully hard again, he pushes be back against the wall and grabs my arms thrusting them above my head. I look up and see some kind of chains hanging from the wall. I look back at him and he's smirking as he clasps the chains around both of my wrists. I tug at the chains but they are not budging.

He pulls my legs around him again and his p***s starts sliding inside of me again. I wince at how tender I feel but once he's buried completely inside I can't help but to come. He starts thrusting roughly into me causing me to come over and over again until finally I'm screaming for him to stop as my body is wracked with orgasm after orgasm. His hand slides up my body and wraps around my neck squeezing tightly until I can't breath and pounds into me until finally he comes as I start to pass out giving me the best orgasm yet.