Tutoring the Bad Boy [Teach me how to Please]

{ EXTRACT } Isabella was on her knees, staring up at him with wide eyes with her lips parted and breath shaky. The sight of her like that made Asher bit his lip in anticipation to the next lesson and his çóçk throbbed with impatience. He smirked, seeing the nervous expression on her face then he slid his hand through her hair, tightening it around his fists which made her whimper and the sound went straight to his groin. “First, You kiss it.”Asher murmured, brushing his other free thumb across her soft mouth. Isabella swallowed as she leaned forward, pressing her soft mouth against him with no hesitation and the moment her lips touched, he let out a sharp breath through his teeth. “f**k… yeah"He groaned, biting his pierced, pink lips. “Now… use your tongue" She obeyed, darting out her tongue then used it to trace the length of his manhood and his head dropped back with a curse. The deep sound that ripped from his throat made her thighs squeeze together because of the heat pooling between them. “That’s it, good girl"He rasped with his fingers tangling more in her hair and tightening just enough to hold her there. “Touch it, Wrap your hand around me" Isabella's small hand stretched forward, wrapping her warm hand around his thickness in nervousness and Asher groaned in pleasure. “God, Bella…” His breath came ragged. “Now, put it in your mouth and suck, just like we watched in that video, do it softly" Her lips parted wider with her tongue sliding against him and the moment her small, warm, wet mouth closed around his thick çóçk, he shuddered In pleasure with a loud moan escaping his lips. His possessive grip tightened around her hair, pulling the strands which forced her mouth more open and he took the opportunity to thrust his çóçk more into her little mouth. Isabella gagged, taken aback and their lustful eyes locked and without breaking the eye contact, he forced the remaining length into her mouth, hitting the back of her throat softly which made a drop of saliva slid out of her mouth. [Westfield State University, California] 👥OMG, Isn’t that the nerd who embarrassed herself confessing to Liam in front of the whole campus?👥 👥 Pathetic, she really thought one of the hottest guys on campus would really want her.👥 👥Look at her cheap clothes, Ugly glasses, Zero style. No wonder he laughed at her face.👥 👥I heard Liam said he’d rather date a trashcan than be seen with her.👥 👥What makes her think a hockey player would waste his time on some desperate flat- chested loser ?👥 Isabella’s face reddened, heat crawling up her face until she felt it might burn. Her throat tightened with a painful lump as she forced herself to keep walking with her face glued to the ground. She regretted everything, every foolish thought that made her think Liam would feel the same way. Her confession hadn’t just been rejected, it had been destroyed. He had humiliated her in front of the whole campus, mocked her feelings and laughed like it was nothing more than a joke, and the worst part was that she still loved him. Something hit her shoulder, making her flinch. Her steps faltered and she glanced down then saw pack of cigarettes at her feet, her brows knitted in confusion until she looked up and her expression changed the moment she saw Asher…….. * He sat on a bench with his friends beside him. Messy- jet black hair fell across his face in a maddeningly attractive way, his sharp jaw clenched around a floss, full lips pierced with a silver ring curved into a smirk and a dangerous grey eyes locked into hers. His leather jacket hugged broad shoulders, tatoos sneaking up his arms before disappearing under his sleeve. Yes, he was dangerously hot, but Isabella disliked him. His reputation was all about causing heartbreak or breaking up for the thing between his legs. Everyone either hated him or wanted to be him and every girl wanted him except Isabella. Asher leaned back lazily, spreading his legs at her then lifted her chin at her. Two of his ringed fingers gestured at her to pick up the pack and bring it to him. Isabella blinked, exhaling a sharp irritated sigh. Really? of all people, it had to be him. He never stops bothering her and it was starting to get under her nerves. Asher’s smirk deepened with his gray eyes sparkling with amusement then he bent down, grabbed the crumpled pack and straightened with a frown. Their eyes clashed for a moment before she tossed the cigarettes at his chest with more force than she’d meant. The pack bounced off his jacket landing in his lap. “There, happy now?” She muttered giving him the most sassiest glare she could muster, but there was something undeniable cute about it and the way her nose crinkled adorably. She turned and left almost immediately without waiting for whatever nonsense she had to say. Asher chuckled, watching her walk before groaning as a hand smacked his head . “The hell” Asher snapped turning his head around with a glare at his best friend, Damon. “Don’t glare at me asshole! You completely forgot why you hit her with that pack of cigarettes! You were supposed to get information about one of her roommates and not start another r one of your games with her” Damon said in an irritated tone . Asher blinked once, then twice, with his smirk flattering and the reminder crashed into him . “Fûçk.... He dragged a hand down his face groaning. “Fûçk, fûçk, fûçk! I’m so fûçking sorry Darius, I completely forgot….. s**t my bad man. I didn’t mean to screw it up like that” Asher’s jaw tightened with an apologetic look on his face as he turned towards Damon’s twin brother, Darius Darius often doesn’t speak in public and most people often assumed he was mute but the truth was more complicated. He stammers terribly, when he tries to speak and some people loved to laugh and mocked him so he preferred silence. The only person he spoke to freely even while stuttering was Damon his other half, then Asher and Xavier but in public, he’s silent. “Of course you forgot, you like bothering her too much” Damon muttered, shaking his head with a smirk . Asher shrugged with an infuriatingly smug grin, pulling the toothpick from between his pierced lips. “Can you blame me? I like it. She’s cute when she’s mad, and if it wasn’t for the fact that I don’t do virgins, would’ve f****d her already,” Asher responded with a large grin, staring at the spot where Isabella was standing minutes ago. Damon snorted, smacking his head again. “Keep dreaming. She wouldn’t even look your way. She’s practically the only girl on campus who doesn’t want you, and besides, she’s got that pathetic little crush on your rival, Liam,” Damon said, lips quirking into a knowing smirk because he knew that would get a reaction out of Asher. At the mention of that name, Asher’s expression hardened instantly. His jaw tightened, his smirk fading into a deep, dark frown. “I just f*****g hate that piece of shit.” Damon chuckled. “Of course you do. He’s trying to steal your position on the team. Coach already threatened to make him captain if you fail again. Your ass on the team is dangling by a thread, Asher.” “Shut the f**k up, D! Reminding me only makes me feel worse. I wouldn’t f*****g let that asshole get me kicked out of the team—I’d rather get him kicked out. All I need is a goddamn tutor, but it’s damn impossible when almost every girl wants my d**k,” Asher responded with a flirty grin when a girl walked past him with a seductive smile. Darius rolled his eyes in silence. “What about Samantha? She was tutoring you… what happened there?” “I f****d her,” Asher answered with a bored expression. Damon’s jaw dropped in shock, then he gasped dramatically. “You… you f****d her?! She’s like one of the holiest girls in this school!” Asher scoffed. “Holiest my foot. She was the widest I’ve ever had. I didn’t even c*m, but she came like three times. Honestly, she made me bored. Waste of f*****g time,” he mumbled. Damon leaned forward with a mix of shock and curiosity. “How… how wide are we talking, man?” Asher’s smirk twisted into something dangerously cruel. “Wide enough that my fists could’ve fit inside.” Damon froze for a moment then burst out laughing and Darius choked back a laugh, covering his mouth with his hand to stop himself from laughing out loud too and Asher chuckled staring at the twins. “Y-Y-You’re d-de..d-definitely g-going t-t-to hell” Darius stammered out the moment he removed his head from his mouth. “I Know”Asher winked, wrapping his arms around Darius’s shoulder and he chuckled while Damon smiled, staring at them. “s**t, where the f**k is Xavier? He should’ve been here by now” Damon mutt ered, checking the time on his phone with a scowl. Asher leaned back, staring at him with his usual smirk. “Probably screwing your cousin while they pretend to be best friends” Darius’s eyes widened instantly and Damon’s head turned to Asher with his face hardening. “The f**k did you just say?!”He got to his feet, gripping his phone that it almost broke to pieces. “He better not even dare f**k her or I seven dare f**k her or I swear to God I'll kill him!" Asher only chuckled. "Relax, D. I was just joking..." "Not funny, Asher!" Damon snapped interrupting Asher's words. "If Xavier even thinks about touching her...." "You'll what? Beat the s**t out of him? Please. You two are always at each other's throats, it's not something new and what if he's f*****g her? She's old enough to f**k whoever she wants" “Liana is only ninteen!” “And old enough” Asher completed with a wide grin and Damon glared at him before dialling Xavier’s line. [Knights Estate – Grand Mansion ] Sound of footsteps echoed down the grand staircase and every maid snapped into place, lining up with their heads bowed because of the arrival of their boss. Gabriel Knight. He descended the stairs with commanding, dominating presence, dressed in a tailored black Armani suit with a tie that rested against his throat. His hair was thick, dark and brushed back to expose the chiseled angles of his face with one strand falling over his face that made him look even more handsome. “Good morning, Sir”The maids chorused in unison. Gabriel offered nothing more than a single nod because his attention was just on his precious daughter, Sophie, he was holding in his arms. She was dressed adorably in her navy school uniform with her little shoes polished and her tiny hands were wrapped around his neck with her innocent eyes fixed on his face. “Daddy, let’s wait for Eva, please”She said softly in a sweet voice and Gabriel’s lips curved into a large smile then he pressed a tender kiss to Sophia’s hair. “We’ll drop you at school first, princess then Daddy will take Aunty Eva to college”He responded, kissing her again then moments later, his frown returned instantly filled displeasure while staring at the numerous maids. He hated the excess staffs in his home but his wife keeps hiring more because she couldn’t even lift a teacup without summoning a maid to help her with it.