Love in Education: De La Fuente Book Seven Page 5

  With my last words uttered, I dip my head and finally have Andie under my mouth. I spread her open and sigh when both her legs wrap around my neck. She has no problem touching herself in front of me because her hands continue the massage on her breasts.

  She pants and moans, and the huskiness in her tone makes me afraid that my cocks going to blow off. My arousal throbs and the feel of water lapping at me beneath the surface curls my toes.

  Andie writhes on my mouth and when I insert a digit her body shudders as she shouts, “Sawyer,” in a loud moan. That’s all it takes for me and I release with her, my eyes rolling. She clenches around my finger while I slowly bring her down from the high that we’d both felt.

  I help to remove her legs from my shoulders and holding her close, I drag us out of the water and onto a sun lounger. “The sun will have to dry us because I can’t move any further.”

  “I could lie here all day with you so you’re not going to hear any complaints from me.”

  “Hmm,” I murmur as I settle my face into the crook of her neck. “I think we should have a nap.”

  “No way. Pattie will be back eventually, and what if one of your friends or something call around?”

  “Of course you have to be reasonable.” I lay my hand on her butt.

  “In all seriousness Sawyer, I really don’t want to be caught without my clothes on...I don’t think I’d like anyone else looking at you like that either.” Her fingers tangle in the hair on my chest as she rubs soothing circles.

  “I happen to agree.” I glance at our discarded clothing and sigh. “Let’s get dressed so we’re more at ease.”

  She snorts out a laugh. “I’m not sure you’ve heard the word relax.” Her eyes stray to my cock before meeting my gaze. Hers is full of mirth. “You’re above average.”

  I blink and throwing my head back, laugh. “I’ve never been told that before.”

  “I think you should love me again just so I can make sure.”

  “As much as I want to, I think we should get dressed for now...later though.” I hold my hand out and tug her from the lounger. “Will you spend the night here?”

  I tilt her chin so that I can search her eyes. “I enjoyed last night, but I loved sleeping with you in my arms.”

  “Then,” she wraps her arms around my neck, “I’d love to spend the night with you. It felt so right being with you.”

  “Then that’s what we’ll do, and everything else can be worried about later.” I smack her on the butt and gently push her toward her clothes. I stand for a few minutes and watch her pull up her dainty panties before she covers her curves with the sundress.

  She raises a brow when she glances over her shoulder and sees me standing watching her so I quickly dress, and the minute my jeans are up, I hear a car engine pulling into the drive. I look in that direction wondering who it is because it doesn’t sound like Pattie’s car.

  Andie glances in my direction, so I tell her, “I have no idea who that is.”

  She worries at her bottom lip, which I stop by sliding my finger between her lips to pull it free. “I’ll go and check. Don’t worry.”

  Turns out that I don’t have to check because the voice that carries from the front of the house is none other than Professor Long.

  Andie tunes in to my panic and after a quick kiss to the lips, whispers, “I’ll wait inside,” before she dashes through the patio doors just as the annoying woman walks through the gate. She glances at my chest so I quickly grab my shirt and shove it over my head.

  “You didn’t have to dress on my account,” she drawls, sitting in the seat Andie vacated moments before.

  “Why are you here?” I ask.

  “It’s warm today, perhaps a glass of water?” she asks, hopeful.

  Glancing toward the house, I notice Andie watching and it makes me uncomfortable. Not because I don’t want Andie to be here, but because it’s obvious what Janice wants, which is me. For the first time in my life my job is getting in the way of me being happy and it’s preventing me from shouting from the rooftops that Andie is mine.

  “Why don’t you go on home and drink your water there,” I suggest and wince with how offhand I’m being. “Look, you’re probably a nice woman, but I’m not interested, okay?”

  She tilts her head and watches me. “Everyone is interested when the need arises.”

  I blink a few times. “I have a girlfriend.” Leaning on the table in front of her, I continue, “I’m asking you to leave politely and to leave me alone. I’m sure the cops won’t object to removing you if they have to. I mean what would the Chancellor think if it came to light that you’d been arrested for trespassing?”

  “You wouldn’t?” She stands facing me, her hands on her hips.

  “I would.” I sigh and run my hands through my hair. “I really don’t know what I’ve done to suddenly get you interested, but you need to leave me alone because I’m not interested period.”

  “Humph, well we’ll see about that. You’re the only professor at the college who is under thirty-five, I thought we could have some fun.” She grabs her purse.

  “I have plenty of fun with my girlfriend who happens to mean the world to me. So I’ll see you around the college.”

  She gapes at me, but gets that I’m serious, and doing an about turn, she disappears toward the front of the house. I don’t even trust her to leave without returning so I quickly follow and add the padlock to the gate.

  “She’s a pain,” Andie says, placing a hand on my back.

  I turn in her arms and wrap her up against me. “Hopefully she’s gotten the message now.” Kissing the top of her head, I suggest, “Do you want to watch a movie? I have an awesome collection...or, we could go for a drive somewhere?”

  Shaking her head, her smile lights her face. “I think I’d like to cuddle on the sofa and watch a movie. There’s also no chance of us being seen by anyone.” She shrugs as her smile slips, and I hate that.

  I hate that we have to be careful as to who might be around while we’re out together.

  Instead of saying anything more, I kiss her on the side of her head and tug her along with me into the house.

  8

  Andie

  Hiding a yawn behind my hand, I watch as Jeremy sits beside me in the auditorium. It’s our first class of the week and I’m looking forward to seeing Sawyer standing up front while our weekend together is still fresh in my mind. Spending all weekend with him is why I’m so tired today, but I wouldn’t exchange it for anything.

  “I called at yours on Saturday night, but you weren’t in.” Jeremy raises a brow awaiting an explanation, which annoys me.

  I don’t owe him any because we’re just friends, at least from my point of view we are. I know he wanted more and probably still does, and I hate myself for leading him on the other week. It’s kind of like the elephant in the room whenever we’re together, but I really don’t know what to say to him especially as he knows that Sawyer came after me.

  “Andie,” he whispers, “are you okay? You seem distracted.”

  I really look at him and smile. “I am okay, and I’m sorry that I haven’t been a very good friend lately. I have a lot on plus I’m worrying about my mom.”

  “The baby’s okay, right?”

  “Yeah, or at least I think so.” I smile. “I’m going home at the weekend so I’ll get everything out of her then. She can put me off over the phone but not in person.”

  “Ms. Foster,” Sawyer snaps from the podium. “I’ve been standing here for five minutes waiting for you to finish your conversation.” He clears his throat. “Anything you’d like to share?”

  He’s gotten up on the wrong side of the bed this morning, even though I thought it was the right, considering what we did in the shower.

  “Nothing of interest, Professor,” I reply and find it difficult to keep my annoyance out of my voice while I shuffle in my seat.

  “Hmm.” His eyes narrow. “Stay behind at the end.”

 
“Ass!” I mutter under my breath.

  Jeremy hears me and when I glance at him he frowns. “Out of favor, huh?” he whispers.

  “I was never in.” Having uttered those last words, I make sure that my attention is on Sawyer for the rest of the lesson.

  I’ve no idea what he’s talking about though because my mind is elsewhere and I can’t get the image of being on my knees in the shower while I blow him. It had been amazing and he’d slithered to his ass after he’d come down my throat. Just the thought turns me on as I fidget in my chair.

  The lecture continues and I’ve no idea how long I’ve been lost in my own thoughts when I feel Sawyer’s eyes on me. Jeremy nudges me, and hisses, “Pay attention, he looks angry.”

  My gaze flickers to Sawyer at the front and then I notice the silence of the room and realize that the other students are watching me. I feel my face heat with embarrassment and right now I hate Sawyer for making me the center of attention. My anxiety gets the better of me and I can’t catch a full breath.

  “I’m waiting, again, Ms. Foster,” Sawyer drawls, anger in his words.

  Tears come to my eyes while I try and calm down, but it’s too late and I know that I have to get out of here...Jeremy realizes too because he whispers, “Go. I’ll grab everything and meet you outside.”

  Nodding, I quickly run from the room and hear, “Ms. Foster?” shouted by Sawyer. “What the hell,” he growls.

  Exiting, I drop to my hands and knees on the grass outside of the building and try to catch my breath. I haven’t had a panic attack in a while and to have it in class like that is so embarrassing. Even though I take some classes, I’m prepared and take my anxiety medication. Today I hadn’t been prepared and its hit full force.

  Books drop to the ground beside me and then Jeremy is there. He takes my arms and forces me to look at him. “Breathe with me Andie. Clear your mind and concentrate on breathing.”

  Gradually, I slowly start to calm and feel like I can actually breathe again. “I’m sorry.”

  “It’s not your fault.”

  “I think it is,” I whisper, tears clogging my throat. “I didn’t pay attention to anything he said in there today.” I swipe at the tears. “I just don’t know why he had to be an asshole and make a point during the lesson. He’d already asked me to stay behind.” I turn and drop onto my bottom, and wrap my arms around my drawn up knees.

  “Thank you, Jeremy. I don’t know what I’d have done if you hadn’t have been there with me.”

  He gives me a wistful smile. “I have a feeling if I hadn’t have been there then there wouldn’t have been a problem.” He stands and dusts his jeans off. “If you’re okay then I’m going to head for my next class.” He doesn’t wait for a reply and runs off while I’m left wondering what he meant.

  “What the hell is going on with you?” I hear over my shoulder.

  I ignore him.

  The annoyance is in his every movement as he crouches in front of me, but at a descent enough distance away so that tongues won’t wag.

  “I expected better of you, Andie. I thought you’d have at least been ready to listen to the class today, participate, but you had no interest. All you seem to want to do was talk to Jeremy!” he spits my friends name out like it’s dirt on the floor. “And then, you run out of the class.” He sighs and looks around.

  “Just go, Sawyer. I’m sure you’ve got better things to do than talk to me.” I rest my cheek on my knees, looking away.

  “This isn’t over.”

  I sense that he’s gone so before he changes his mind and heads back toward me, I clamber to my feet and start swaying.

  Stumbling and unable to get my balance, and just when I’m about to hit the ground, I feel strong arms wrap around my waist. “What the fuck, Andie,” Sawyer whispers and lifts me against his chest. His strong arms tighten around me while I rest my head on his shoulder, keeping my eyes closed.

  “Thanks,” I hear him mumble and then we’re moving and minutes later I feel the cool air conditioning as we enter a building.

  Doors open and my eyes stay closed because it’s easier than facing my embarrassment of the morning. I hate that I suffer with anxiety, and I especially hate how Sawyer saw me along with the other students in the class.

  “Place her on here.”

  My eyes snap open at the voice of one of the college nurses.

  “Hey, Andie. Another attack?” she asks, and ignoring Sawyer who stands next to her with a puzzled look on his face, I answer, “Yeah.”

  “Okay, honey. I’m just going to check you over to make sure you’re fine, and then you can rest for a bit before I call your friend to come and help you back to your apartment. Jeremy, right?”

  I nod.

  “Jeremy’s busy. I’ll call someone to come and get you.” Sawyer hovers and when the silence starts to become uncomfortable, he adds, “Could you give us a minute please?”

  The nurse looks between us both and frowns but does as requested.

  “What attack?” he asks as soon as we’re alone.

  “I suffer with anxiety. I usually take meds before the class I take or if I have to do a presentation—anything that involves having attention on me. I don’t take meds when I’m the one attending the class because I’m usually okay.” I sigh. “Except today was the worse class I’ve ever been in.”

  “I drew attention to you...because I was furious to walk into the room and find you so engrossed in conversation with Jeremy that you didn’t even register I was there.” He brushes his hands through his hair. “I was jealous...and I’m responsible for causing this.”

  “I’ll be okay,” I try to reassure him but I don’t have it in me as a headache is starting across my brows.

  “I’m going to call Pattie to come and get you. Please don’t go anywhere with Jeremy.” He takes my hands. “I know I don’t really have the right to ask you that after how I’ve behaved today, but please let me do this.”

  I’m too tired to think. “Okay...you better go.”

  He softly brushes a kiss across my lips. “I’m sorry.”

  Once he’s left the nurse checks my vitals and leaves me to sleep until I’m being shook awake, what feels like minutes later.

  “The nurse said to wake you as she may need the bed,” Pattie says hovering over me. “You’re pale. Perhaps you should stay where you are.”

  “I’ll be okay. I just need a drink of juice.” I swing my legs over the side of the bed and smile when she punches the straw into a carton of orange juice.

  She shrugs a grin on her face. “The nurse said you’d appreciate it.”

  With a slight nod, I drink the juice and feel unsettled. It bothers me that Sawyer was jealous enough during class to make a point of challenging me in front of everyone. What was wrong with leaving it until the end of class like he’d initially suggested? It doesn’t make sense and if I’m honest, I feel it was unfair of him to do that.

  He’s the one who said our relationship had to be left at the door, and I agreed. But yet he’s the one who didn’t like it.

  “Are you cursing my brother out?” Pattie asks, her head tilted to the side while she studies me.

  With a wry smile as I finish the juice, I reply, “Not really.” I sigh and toss the carton into the trash. “He’s never drawn me out in class before like he did today. I’m annoyed that he did and, I guess, upset. He did it out of jealousy, which he admitted. He just can’t keep doing it.”

  Pattie steady’s me as I stand and once I get my balance she moves away but keeps her eyes on me. “From what Sawyer has admitted to me, he’s been into you for months, so please try and give him some slack, okay? He’s going to get it wrong because I don’t think he’s ever been so involved before.” She’s thoughtful. “I do remember in his early twenties, but that was such a long time ago.” She narrows her gaze. “Are you sure you’re alright?”

  Nodding, I smile. “I’m fine. Get me out of here.”

  “Andie, Sawyer really likes you
and he’s going to screw up a time or two, you might be the next one to do so.” She grins. “Just please don’t hurt him.”

  “If I do it won’t be intentionally.”

  She watches me. “I can accept that.”

  9

  Sawyer

  Today has been exhausting and worrying over what happened with Andie in class has driven me crazy. All I wanted to do was have a sick day so that I could find Andie and spend the day making up to her for being a jealous ass. I should have been the one making sure that she was all right, instead of her friend Jeremy. In my own defense it was because I know that the other man wants what’s mine, and he sure as hell isn’t going to get it.

  I can see that he’s going to be a problem, but have I really got any right complaining when Janice Long won’t leave me alone?

  Rubbing my hands through my hair in frustration, I shove into my house and sigh when the smell of fresh herbs and tomatoes tickle my nose. I drop my bags and head into the kitchen and what I find fills my heart. Around the center island is Andie and Pattie with aprons on. Their backs are facing me while they dance with the sounds of chopping, mixes with the radio.

  I lean against the doorjamb with my arms and ankles crossed. They haven’t seen me yet so I watch and admire. Andie’s dark hair is tied back and bounces as she moves. Her curves are delicious and remind me of this morning when the sight of her combined with the feel of her sucking me off had undone me.

  “No need asking what’s on your mind,” Pattie comments, spotting me first. She nudges into Andie. “I’m teaching Andie how to make your favorite meal.”

  I offer a wistful smile. “I didn’t think I deserved anything after today.”

  Andie moves closer so I straighten and close my eyes in relief when she wraps herself around me, her face against my chest.

  “I was upset and I understand that you were jealous of Jeremy, but I think I’m okay now. Just please don’t do it again.” She tilts her face to look at me. “He’s only a friend just like Janice is to you.” She raises her brow and flutters her lashes, and a few seconds later I’m laughing.