They walked through the empty school halls, Rachel's heels clicking on the floor as she tried to keep up with his quick pace. Her mind was racing, trying to come up with a way to put an end to this before it went too far. But the truth was, she was scared to refuse him.
Once outside, Mr. Thompson led Rachel to his car, a black sedan parked in the shadow of a large oak tree. Rachel’s heart hammered in her chest as she slid into the passenger seat, her legs still trembling. She could feel the wetness between her thighs, a stark contrast to the cool leather beneath her.
But he didn’t start the engine. Instead, he leaned over, his hand reaching for the seatbelt. Rachel’s breath hitched as he unbuckled it, his gaze never leaving hers. "Come sit with me," he said, his voice a soft command. Ra
