Call Me SIr

I gasp loudly, not expecting Lucas to push me against the wall, not expecting his lips against mine. I thought he called me through to his office to shout at me, to tell me I had pissed him off with my answer, telling me that I had disrespected him, but it was the exact opposite.

Lucas pulls away, smiling to himself.

"Now that was worth the wait" he laughs.

I smile up at him, loving the playful carefree side of him.

"Eh I’m not too sure about that you know" I smirk at him, wanting to test just how far I could push him.

"Oh, really now" Lucas murmurs, his eyes casting a downwards glance to my lips.

"Yeah, I don't know what was so good about that which made it worth waiting so long, sir" I attempt to keep the smirk of my face, trying to seem as innocent as possible.

Lucas leans in close, his mouth inches from my ear "good thing for

slowly trails kisses down my neck, causing my breath to catch in my

want to make you stop but anybody can walk in and see this. I don't want to cause you any trouble"

away slightly "get me in trouble? don't be so worried about that. As for someone walking in the door is locked" wait, the door is locked? when had he done that, I only saw him shut the door, not lock it. I glance up at him to find

talented when it comes to using my hands" My cheeks instantly heat up, reading into what he said too much. Talented with his hands,

are talented" I stutter, attempting to

believe me, I am, but you'll find that out in time" Lucas smirks once again, knowing I'd blush in

makes you so sure of that sir?" I speak quietly, my thoughts running wild any the possibilities of what could happen.

"We both know what makes me so sure sweetheart" He leans forwards, nibbling the bottom of my ear. "Guess we better get back to the class before they start thinking that I have kidnapped you, though that would be highly entertaining, don't you think?" He shakes his head, as though he was clearing his mind

steps in front of him, feeling his stare burning my ass, well might as well give him something to stare at. Shaking my hips, a bit more as I walk I silently applaud myself as he growls behind me "Miss Sevenfold I suggest you damn well stop that right now before I drag you back to my office and bend you over the desk. Do you understand?" Lucas walks faster, so that he is right behind me, intimidating me, letting me know that what he said was not a threat, but a promise. Maybe I want to be dragged back to his office, to be shown a