Excerpt from Lessons for Teacher

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When he would have guided her toward the elevator, she headed for the stairs. The classroom was only on the third floor, but he wanted to be alone with her now, wanted to feel her mouth open for him, wanted to feel her body against him.
He consoled himself with watching her walk up the stairs ahead of him. What a great ass.
Then they reached the room and he turned her to him, his hand on her waist, diving in for a kiss.
She ducked away and let her bag slip to the floor. “Wait. I’ve got to lock the doors.”
“Right.” His head was so foggy with what was going to happen next that he’d forgotten about that.
She locked the one they’d just come in, then hurried down the steps of the auditorium-style classroom to lock the one by the lectern. She turned back and gasped to see he’d followed her.
He curved his hands around her slender waist, fighting his desire to rip her blouse off, and dragged her up on her toes to kiss her.
She leaned into the kiss smoothly, cupping the back of his neck, lips parted, her tongue slipping out to tease his lips. With a half-chuckle, half-groan, he invited her tongue into his mouth, letting her taste him, stroke along his tongue, the rhythm sweet and shy, such a contrast to the dark desire overwhelming him. He fisted his hands in her crisp blouse, drawing it free from her skirt.
She dropped back onto her heels, breathless, as he unbuttoned her blouse from the bottom up. The white fabric fell away to reveal a pink bra with sheer lacy cups. He met her gaze and grinned.
“That’s unexpected. If I’d know you wore stuff like that under your clothes, I would have acted sooner.”
“I don’t, always,” she said with a smile just this side of sultry. “Just today.”
“And tomorrow.” He slid his hands from the smooth skin of her waist up to cup both breasts, his thumbs circling over the dark tips. She drew in a sharp breath and let her head fall back, her hair tumbling free from the clip she wore. “I want to
know you’re wearing this tomorrow when you’re standing in front of the class.”
“Why do you want to know that?” The words ended in a groan.
“Because I want to know it’s for me.”