Bad Teacher
by Clarissa Wild
Publication date: June 28th 2016
Genres: Contemporary, New Adult, Romance
by Clarissa Wild
Publication date: June 28th 2016
Genres: Contemporary, New Adult, Romance
BLURB
My name is Thomas and I’m always
hard.
No really, that’s my last name. Thomas Hard, the pleasure is all mine … literally.
I can’t help it that my name suits me well.
You know what else suits me well? That girl sitting across the bar, with her lips right where I tell them to be. I want her, and when I want something, it’s gonna be mine.
One night. No names. No phone numbers. Just me, her, and pure pleasure.
Except, that one girl turns out to be the biggest mistake of my life.
Why?
Because I broke my cardinal rule …
Never bang a student.
Author’s note: Don’t like reckless decisions & unbridled screwing? Don’t love girls
that are obsessed with ice cream, rainbows, and unicorns? Don’t enjoy a bit of
corny humor sprinkled on top? Then this book is not for you. And last but not
least, if you hate cats with giant jewels … Don’t even bother.
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I step
closer until she finally raises her head and sees me.
Her eyes,
hidden under thick lashes, sparkle with enthusiasm as she looks up at me. She
playfully bites her lip as I approach, and I reciprocate with an added tongue
swipe.
Her brow
rises as I place my hand on her hip, pulling her closer toward me.
She
hesitates a second, but when the beat drops, her hands slide up to my
shoulders, and she starts to dance. The friction between us is undeniable, her
ass swaying side to side against my hands. I cop a feel, which she doesn’t seem
to mind. We inch closer and closer, her eyes irresistible, but her mouth even more
so. When our lips almost touch, her lips part.
“Who are
you?” she whispers.
“Call me
John …” I murmur.
“John
who?”
“John
Doe.”
She
smirks. “Your real name.”
I twirl
her around in my arm and lean on her shoulder, my lips dangerously close to her
neck. She takes in a sharp breath of air as my teeth graze her skin, my breath
probably already setting her on fire.
“Do you
really want to know?”
Slowly,
she nods her head.
“Hmm …
all right. Because you’re so curious. Let’s do two questions.”
“Two?”
“You ask
me a question, I answer, then I ask you a question, and you answer.”
“Okay.
Who goes first?” she asks.
“You.” I
smirk.
“Why did
you pick me?”
“I saw
you in your high heels and your tight skirt. I like how you looked back,” I
whisper, licking my lips. “My turn. Do you like to dance with strangers?”
“Is that
a real question?”
“Ah-ah,”
I say. “Can’t answer with a question.”
“Okay.
Well, then I guess … maybe?”
“Hmm …”
Her hips
grind against mine as we lose ourselves in the music. My body close to hers,
it’s almost as if we’re becoming one. We don’t know each other … and that makes
it perfect.
“My
turn,” she says. “Do you do this often?”
“Yes.”
“That’s
not really an answer,” she says.
“Then
don’t ask a question that can be answered with just one word,” I muse.
She
sighs. “You’re a know-it-all, aren’t you?”
“I just
like games and rules,” I say with an arrogant smile. “Last one … What would you
say if I took you home tonight and fucked you like you’ve never been fucked
before?”
She sucks
in a short breath.
I place a
hand over her mouth. “Don’t answer yet. Dance with me first.”
We dance
some more, my hands incapable of staying off her. As I become heady from the
lust, I press a soft, succulent kiss on her neck, which creates goose bumps all
over her body. Her body melts in my arms, and my cock stiffens in response.
“I can’t
control myself …” I whisper into her ear.
She
twists around in my arms again, and we dance closer than before, my hands on
her body in places they shouldn’t be. She leans in, so I go in for the kill.
I kiss
her full on the lips, enjoying the spicy taste of her drink.
She
kisses me back just as fervently, and I take it as a sign to kiss her harder,
faster. I show her what’s in store for her if she goes home with me. And right
when she becomes needy, I stop, pull back, and let her suck in the empty air.
“Are you
game?” I ask.
“Yeah …”
she mutters under a heavy breath.
“No
names. No numbers.”
“Isn’t
that dangerous?”
“Fuck
yes, it is.”
“Hmmm …”
A smile forms on her lips. “I like dangerous.”
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Clarissa Wild is a New York Times
& USA Today Bestselling author, best known for the dark Romance novel Mr.
X. Her novels include the Fierce Series, the Delirious Series, and Stalker. She
is also a writer of erotic romance such as the Blissful Series, The
Billionaire's Bet series, and the Enflamed Series. She is an avid reader and
writer of sexy stories about hot men and feisty women. Her other loves include
her furry cat friend and learning about different cultures. In her free time
she enjoys watching all sorts of movies, reading tons of books and cooking her
favorite meals.
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