CHAPTER 7 I DON’T REGRET IT

I wake up and stretch, recalling everything that happened the previous night. I have no regrets about kissing Professor Gray; in fact, I feel delighted about it. For some reason, I'm not sorry at all. I might even go kiss him again. His lips were so soft, plump, and tasted delicious, like cherries. I bite my lower lip and quickly shower. After drying my hair, I put my pajamas back on.

I rinse my mouth with some mouthwash I found on the sink before heading downstairs. There, I find Professor Gray in his boxers, causing my cheeks to flush. He turns, sees me, and smiles.

"Good morning, sleeping beauty," he says, making me laugh nervously.

"Does it bother you that I'm like this in my house?" he asks, and I shake my head, biting the inside of my cheek, before sitting at the kitchen bar.

Mr. Gray prepares me a meal of eggs, bacon, and toast, placing peanut butter next to me. I then watch as he serves himself a much larger portion, which makes me chuckle softly.

As I eat, I notice Mr. Gray glancing at me from time to time, making me blush. I finish my meal shortly after he does. Our eyes meet, and he smiles. I return his smile just as he positions himself between my legs and kisses me.

I kiss him back, feeling one hand on my cheek and the other on my breast. I let out a soft moan, as I trail my hand down his bare chest. Pulling away, I kiss my way up from his lips to his neck, leaving tender, wet kisses. When I reach his chest, I bite him gently; he growls and grabs my thighs, pulling my legs around his waist.

"Let me see you in your underwear before you go," he says, and with his hot breath on my neck, I nod in agreement as he leads me upstairs to an elegant bedroom.

He lays me gently on the bed and removes my boxers and t-shirt. I can see him admiring me and notice his body growing tense. As he kisses down from my belly to my breasts, biting over the fabric, I can't hold back my moans.

"Mr. Gray," I manage to breathe, and he pulls back.

"Alexander," he insists, looking straight into my eyes. "Call me Alexander," he murmurs, making me smile.

He moves back to my neck, kissing and sucking gently, causing me to pull at his curly hair, which makes him moan.

I let out a squeak as he bites my breast and kisses my bare skin.

"I'm sorry I can't give you more pleasure, Alexander, I whisper.

"Don't worry, I know you're inexperienced; it's fine," he replies, making me blush.

"But you have to promise me no one will find out about this," he adds, and I nod, showing him my pinky, which he intertwines with his.

"What's next, Mr. Gray?" I ask, and he stumbles over his words.

"Whatever you want, little one," he says softly, and I smile.

We continue kissing until a phone rings.

"Answer your call, Alex," I say, but he shakes his head.

He pulled away, and answered the phone.

"No... is it urgent?... right now?... Fine," he answers, sounding frustrated, then hangs up and kisses me again.

"Did I hurt you?" he asks, and when I shake my head, he caresses my breasts, kissing my lower lip.

"What happened?" I inquire, but he just shakes his head.

"Your lips are addictive, did you know that?" he asks, making me laugh.

He bites my lips, and I sigh.

"I could kiss you all day," he whispers, caressing my face, making my heart race.

"I think it's time for me to go home, Mr...

Alexander, I say softly, and he nods after a moment of silence.

I get up to watch him dress in black jeans and a white shirt, which makes him look incredibly attractive.

"Finished your inspection? Anything wrong?" he asks, and I shake my head.

I walk around searching for the room where I slept, and when I find it, I change into yesterday's skirt and jacket, keeping my heels and bag in hand. Turning around, I see Mr. Gray leaning in the doorway, gazing right at me, making me swallow hard.

"Come," he murmurs, holding out his arms.

I walk slowly into his embrace, resting my head against his chest as he kisses my hair.

"If you ever regret what happened, please don't come to my office," he whispers, causing my body to tense.

"But."

"Anything can happen, Nina. You and I don't own your feelings, and I won't force you into anything," he murmurs.

I look back into his eyes and nod.

"But I don't regret it," I whisper, leaning in for a kiss, but he turns his face, resulting in my lips brushing against his cheek. Heat floods my face as shame washes over me.

He holds me tighter.

"You're so addictive, Nina," he murmurs into my hair. "I don't know why, but I'm falling for your charms," he confesses, and I sigh.

He inhales my scent.

"Damn, you smell amazing," he growls, making me laugh.

"Are we leaving, Mr. Gray?" I ask innocently.

He swallows and nods.

I walk ahead, exaggerating my hip movements. Once downstairs, I follow Mr. Gray into his car.

As we drive, I check my phone and realize I need to reach Emily since my family went to visit my grandmother without me. I call Emily, and after a few rings, she answers.

Phone Call

"Hello?"

"Where are you? I have to come with you; my family left," I say urgently.

"At Luke's house, stay at yours," she replies, and I scoff.

"But I don't have a key!" | exclaim, leading to silence.

"Don't tell me you spent the night at a guy's house, Nina," she says, and my eyes widen.

"You're not a virgin anymore!" she exclaims, and I look shocked.

"Just give me Luke's address, please, I ask, and she happily provides it.

"I'll see you soon," I say, hanging up before she can say anything else.

End Phone Call

I inform Mr. Gray where I need to go, and he agrees with a nod. Leaning my head against the window, I suddenly feel Mr. Gray's hand on my thigh.

"I don't regret it, Mr. Gray. I know you do, but my answer is no," I say firmly, and he chuckles.

"I don't regret it, Mr. Gray. I know you do, but my answer is no, I say firmly, and he chuckles.

"It's not that," he explains, looking at me. " don't regret it either."

I lick my lips.

"But I want to tell you..

"Think about everything that happened and let me know on Monday if we should leave it here or if you'd like to continue. If you decide to end it here, we go back to being just teacher and student. If you want to keep going, I can help you with your questions," he whispers, causing me to swallow hard.

"What are you wondering?" I ask as he stops the car and leans in to kiss me.

"See you on Monday, Miss Moore," he says, and I realize we've arrived at my destination.

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"Alexander, what are your questions?" I ask, but he ignores me. I exit the car, and as soon as I ring the doorbell, I hear him say, "I'll expect you in my office on Monday," before driving away.

The door opens, and Emily jumps excitedly.

"Tell me everything!" she exclaims, and I shake my head with a smile.

I walk into the house and sit on the couch, then remember Mr. Gray in his boxers, his red lips kissing my neck, and his hands on my breasts. No matter how hard I try, I can't bring myself to regret it.

Emily suddenly gasps, and I look at her wide-eyed as she shouts, "You have a hickey on your neck and under your breasts!"

I look down, spotting the freshly formed bruises, and gulp.

"Now there's no escaping this, young lady!

Tell me everything!" she squeals, with Luke sitting beside her.

"It smells weird in here," I say, and they laugh.

Frowning, I protest, "I have nothing to tell you; we didn't do anything.

She raises an eyebrow.

"You're not a virgin anymore!?" she exclaims.

" just didn't feel like being alone, so a very gentlemanly guy offered his place. He took me home, but since I had nowhere to go, I accepted his offer, kissed him a little when he got emotional, and left with those bruises, I lie, shrugging my shoulders.

"But seriously, we didn't do anything; I didn't even let him hold my hand."

"Lies," Emily says, while Luke chuckles and kisses her neck.

"Do you have the spare keys I gave you to my house?" I ask Emily, who nods after a moment of thought.

"They're in my bag."