Tierney Madsen stared forward as she sat in the largeclassroom, listening to her teacher talk about their upcoming paper.

Her very hot teacher, Mr. James.

She sighed and slid her feet forward to stretch them out, taking in his deep cerulean eyes and cropped brown hair. Tierney glanced around the college classroom, annoyed at the people sleeping in class. Couldn’t they see how hot he was?

What did it even matter? Despite being nineteen and in college, he was still her teacher and very off limits. As the class came closer to ending, she thought about the guy at work that she was dating, for lack of a better word. Brent was a nice guy and really attractive. They had a good time together and had some chemistry but she didn’t really see it going anywhere.

Her phone vibrated in her pocket and she shifted in her seat to pull it out of the pocket of her stretch jeans, instantly expecting it to be something about the movie theater that she was a manager at. She was reading the news that the twins that worked the snack bar were both sick and she sighed heavily as she frowned at the screen when she realized that it was silent, glancing up and looking at the empty room. “Is everything okay, Miss Madsen?” She shivered at his husky voice and slowly met his gaze with her own dark brown eyes, shaking her head nervously.

“Just work stuff.” Tierney swore that she squeaked out the words, feeling heat flush her skin. How did he even know her name? This was a large room of about forty students and there was far too little interaction with him. She stood and brushed her thick caramel hair over her shoulder as she tried to gracefully get her stuff into her backpack, failing miserably as she flushed further. Tierney was finally done and she slung the bag over her shoulder and walked down the stairs to the door, passing him as her eyes locked with his for a moment. She officially never wanted to sleep with Brent again in that moment, feeling everything that she never had before in that heated look.

Tierney stumbled out into the hallway and let the close behind her, making her jump and walk quickly away. It was her last class and she pondered the situation as she walked to her car to go home and get ready to cover Elle and Trista at the snack bar instead of getting some work done in the office. The apartment was empty so she breezed into her room and changed into the black pants and collared shirt boasting Cinemark, the name of her theater. Tierney braided her hair quickly, slipping a hair band over the end as she looked around. Celia would be home later and she could discuss class with her after work, reminding her of how he’d made her feel and knowing that she’d probably have to deal with Brent tonight.

Tierney headed back to her car, starting it as a great song came over the speakers to sing. She bopped around in her seat as she anticipated the Friday night crowds with less staff than needed, feeling her nerves kick in. Movies didn’t always have a set rush time so it could be slammed all night. Thankfully, it was slow upon arrival and she popped into the office to check the schedule and see how she was doing otherwise. “Hey baby.” Brent greeted her from the open door and she turned her head to take him in. He was taller than her 5’7” by a few inches and really did have amazing green eyes. He was nice to her.

“Hey you.” Tierney kept her voice light, appreciative of the fact that he worked on getting the movies on the screens and not with her directly. She stilled as he brushed his hands over her hips, gently reminding him of where they were.

“Come see me on your break then,” Brent told her, making her remember some of the fun times they’d had in that dark room. He leaned in to nip on her neck, making Tierney bite her lip and close her eyes. He’d learned just what to do in the last few months, even if she didn’t like him as much more than that. “Bring some popcorn.”

“Yeah. I will.” Tierney told him, feeling him leave the room as she pictured blue eyes burning into her. She was halfway through the class and her teacher had sparked something in her from the beginning. Maybe it was because he was a few years older and that appealed to her more than the fumbling college guys that she met. It could be the confidence that he exuded in everything that he did while managing to be casual as well, turning it up very intentionally when he wanted to. He was easy on the eyes with his hypnotizing blue eyes and that dark hair that made them pop, not to mention his lean build that went well with his height. Her time with Brent had certainly been hot the last few months thank to Mr. James-Daniel-as he’d indicated when he had introduced himself to the class. Even then, his eyes had rested longer on her and she blamed that for her raging hormones as she set the schedule on the desk.

Tierney headed to the snack bar where she would be working alongside a couple of people on the serving side where there would be two cashiers. It didn’t sound like a lot of work but scooping endless buckets of it with refills started to hurt after a while. She also served the usual hot dogs, nachos and pretzels to a never ending sea of people, skipping her breaks altogether as her feet ached as she cleaned up at midnight. Brent appeared after taking care of his room, asking her in a whisper if she wanted to just bring the popcorn that she’d set off to the side for him back to his place. She agreed sleepily, still horny in her suffering. They left separately, preferring to keep the gossip to a minimum as she drove over to the apartment that she’d been to a few times. He was already there and opened the door for her, taking the bucket and setting it on the counter in the spacious kitchen as she set down her purse. “Can I shower? I smell like food.” Tierney asked him, seeing his green eyes glisten as he nodded.

They both stepped under the hot water, with him sliding his hands up her stomach to cup her full breasts and thumbing the nipples. Brent was pressed against her back and she closed her eyes and let a fantasy play in her head as her body responded to the images. Tierney grasped the sturdy glass door as she arched her back to his hands sliding around her ass and over her center. He tugged the braid out of her hair with a free hand as he slid his fingers inside of her, making her gasp as it dampened under the water.

“He really likes you.”

The words of her closest friend at work resonated in her mind as she realized that Dana was right. Brent really did like her and the way he was lifting her and driving himself inside of her at her insistence was proof of much more than just sex. He owned her and she allowed it as she moved with him, whimpering and crying out before she wailed her release. He drove himself deeply inside one last time before she felt him warm inside of her, aware that he’d claimed nothing at all what he thought that he had.

They soaped each other off and she dried off with the towel that he provided her before heading to the living room in one of his shirts while he washed their clothes. Brent lived on the third floor and had a lot of privacy, so she didn’t mind being dressed like that there. It wasn’t like he hadn’t seen her body already anyway.

The couple ate some sandwiches that he made and nibbled on popcorn as they watched one of the late shows on his big screen. He didn’t come off as the same age as her, going to college and working like so many. Not in every way. Brent really seemed to be the kind of guy for a relationship even though he hadn’t pressured her for more than a friends-with-benefit in words. His actions showed her how much more he wanted with the care that he took of her. He’d make a good boyfriend but something held her back. He wasn’t what Tierney wanted, though she wasn’t sleeping with anybody else. Brent set the tub of corn on the table behind the couch and moved closer to kiss her, sliding his hand up her thigh. She spread her thighs apart as she parted her lips for a deep kiss, allowing him to touch her freely. “I love it when you wear my shirts,” Brent murmured before moving to her neck as she closed her eyes. He stripped her of the soft clothing, kissing and nipping down her body before finally pushing her thighs apart and claiming her wet core. She imagined Daniel between her legs as she cried out with her release, pretended that it was his teeth tugging gently to prolong the sensation as she clutched at Brent’s hair.

Tierney pushed Brent to the floor, needy and desperate as she tore at his clothing. She slid over him harshly once he was naked and rode him fast and hard as he moved with her. Reality and fantasy collided as she came again, hoarsely crying out as she kept moving. Brent held her as he came quietly, breathing into her neck before lifting her and carrying her to his bed.

She dozed off, too tired to fight it and drive home as he pulled her naked body against his back.

Tierney woke up to an empty bed and the smell of coffee, panicking for a moment before she remembered that it was a Saturday. No school and they’d been kind enough to give her the day off, though Brent worked later. Maybe she’d hit up the coffee shop and work on the paper that was due in a couple of months, smiling at the idea of her favorite Denver place. The coffee and food was delicious and it provided a cozy feel that none of the chain stores did, at least for her. She felt eyes on her and turned towards the door, seeing Brent looking pretty good in a pair of work out shorts as he watched her. “Morning.”

“Good morning,” Tierney looked at him as he eyed her naked body. “Whatcha doing?” She’d only spent the night once when she was drunk and there was a certain awkwardness in the air. That morning before, she’d been pretty sick. This time, it was confusing.

“I was going to make some breakfast. Hungry?” He stepped closer to the bed as he asked her the question and she felt herself heat up. He must have noticed Tierney’s skin flushing with her thoughts as he sat down. “I’m glad that you’re here.” She stared at him, unsure of what to say as she moved her legs on the bed. Tierney sat up slowly as he watched carefully, making her blush as she didn’t have any lead to follow.

“Are we supposed to kiss or something?” Tierney prodded, pushing her hair out of her face. “I haven’t really done this morning thing before.”

“You can with me anytime.” Brent offered, making her move towards him to kiss him so she didn’t have to answer. It was easier to let it continue than to answer him about anything and it led to her first morning sex, which was uncomfortable in the sunlight. She got into it enough but was happy to dress and eat breakfast afterward; leaving to go home and clean up a bit before she headed to the coffee shop to soak in the atmosphere. Tierney thought it was warm enough for a denim mini skirt and long tee shirt, slipping her feet into sandals before she looked around the apartment. She’d left a note for Celia to meet her there after work before she took a shower and just let her hair dry, skipping make up.

The shop was half-full when she walked in, stepping up to order a coffee and a salad before finding a couch in the corner that offered a good view of the street and a table for her lunch. Adam Levine was singing about one more night as she pulled her Kindle out of her purse to pull up a book while she waited for the order. Her mind wandered back to Brent and their night, picking apart the situation as she decided if she wanted to continue it further. There was no reason not to but she was so unsure as the girl delivered her chicken salad with a wide smile, taking it with a soft thank you.

She ate slowly as she watched the street, observing the people walking by as she glanced down at her book from time to time. Celia should be off soon from work and she hoped that she’d see her friend to talk to her about everything. Tierney had met Celia when she moved to Colorado to attend CSU on a partial grant. They’d bonded quickly after hanging out in a general education class, soon renting an apartment and becoming best friends. Celia worked in a popular restaurant near the theater full time while Tierney had ended up at the movie theater.

Tierney smiled as she saw the pretty blond walking down the street, frowning as she saw a familiar figure walk up beside her as the two began talking.

Celia was an art major so there was no real reason to know Daniel James but apparently she did. It was no surprise that Tierney had him as a teacher since English was her major with plans to become a teacher down the line.

Celia paused in front of the glass doors, motioning that she was going in before he opened the door for her. Tierney’s heart beat faster as Celia found her and came over with her easy smile and an introduction as a knot formed in her stomach. “Hey girl. I assume you might have him for a teacher but this is Daniel James. Daniel, my best friend Tierney.”

“Yeah, he teaches my morning class three days a week.” She forced a smile as he held out his hand, taking it as electricity shot through her arm. “Hi.” His eyes showed that he felt it as well as she quickly pulled away, flushing deeply as she dropped her face to take a sip of her iced coffee. He asked Celia what she wanted, offering to grab it and bring it back over to them as she took her place on the couch. “How do you know him?”

“He eats at The Oven a lot.” Celia replied casually, looking at her friend. “So what’s up? You left a note for me.” Daniel was returning with their drinks and she stared silently at the table as he sat next to Celia and across from her.

“Nothing,” Tierney murmured, raising her eyes to meet his as she felt his gaze hard on her. She gulped as she felt a leg slide against her bare skin, with the denim scratching against her own leg as she felt it slide back and forth, giving her goosebumps.

“You sure?” Celia asked, staring at her roommate before glancing at Daniel.

“Yeah, of course.” Tierney picked up her fork and stabbed at what was left of her salad, even though her stomach was in too many knots to eat. “How was your day, C?”

“Just the usual shit. Homework and work later. You know. I hope I get some decent tips.” Tierney glanced at her, feeling drawn to look at Daniel again as she noticed him staring at her. She looked back at the table as she felt goosebumps pepper her skin. “Coming in for dinner tonight?”

She didn’t work but she glanced awkwardly at Daniel again. “Maybe I will. I don’t work.”

“It’s your favorite tonight..” Celia teased her as she grinned at her friend.

“Betty’s lasagna?” Tierney felt like drooling as she thought about the savory spinach dish, swallowing thickly as he stroked her skin again. “Count me in.” She opted for small talk after that, listening to the other two discuss the college as she scooted back a bit, pretending to lean against the cushion of her chair. Daniel shot her a questioning glance as she flushed deeply, excusing himself shortly afterward.

“Did you want to talk about Daniel?” Celia asked her after a few seconds of thinking as Tierney shook her head.

“No it’s about Brent,” Tierney said, shrugging. “I spent the night there last night because we got off pretty late and…I don’t know. He’s a nice guy and we have fun, though I don’t feel a spark. Am I supposed to?” She thought back to how hot her skin had gotten with Daniel a few moments before and in comparison, Brent didn’t do anything to her.

“We’re young so I don’t think it needs to be love at first sight, but you don’t feel anything?” Celia asked, looking closely at her.

“He’s just a friend that I sleep with.” Tierney replied, looking at Celia with wide eyes. “Is that okay?”

“Maybe it isn’t your thing. That’s fine.” Celia assured her, tilting her head curiously. “Is there someone else that you like?”

“Nothing certain, no.” Tierney answered with a casual shrug. She assumed that most college students had various crushes and there was no way that she was going to admit having an attraction to a teacher. That could get them both in too much trouble, even if he did light her body on fire. Celia was a bit more casual than Tierney and while she wasn’t completely promiscuous, she dated a lot more. They started talking about lighter subjects as Tierney sighed with relief, assuming that she’d sidetracked her friend from the subject of her teacher. Celia had to get ready for work, so they walked home together and chatted until Tierney found herself alone after a promise of being at The Oven later tonight to Celia. She watched an old movie as she daydreamed about how her skin had felt when Daniel touched it which led her to wondering what he was getting at with his actions. Did he want her? Was he willing to take such a risk just to have a night with her, or could there be more?

“Ugh.” Tierney groaned out loud in the empty apartment. This was so complicated and temptingly taboo, which was far different than anything else she’d experienced. There were some guys in high school-boys, really-and college hadn’t turned out to be much different for her. Daniel had to be about twenty-five or so and probably had a lot of experience. Her skin heated up just at the memory of the coffee shop and she leaned her head back and took a deep breath as she ran her hands up her sides, her nails scratching at her skin. “What the hell am I going to do?”

She took a cold shower before she headed out, finding it impossible not to get herself off as she leaned against the wall. She’d done it a time or two since hormones had kicked in and even a few times when her and Brent had first hooked up. This was different though, making her tremble as she groaned Daniel’s name as she leaned weakly against the shower tiles after finding a hard release. “He can be a fantasy…that could work.” It had helped with Brent the night she’d stayed at his house so why not use him for her own needs?

Tierney dressed in some skinny jeans a yellow burnout tee shirt with a camisole underneath. She was grateful that Celia didn’t work anywhere too fancy as she ran her fingers through her still-damp hair, glancing at the light make up that she’d chosen. Hearing her phone chime, she glanced at it to see a text message from Brent on the screen asking what she was doing. Sighing, she replied telling him her plans and asking if he wanted to join her, as he had the night off as well.

Deep down, she knew that she was still turned on and he could take care of that.

They met up for dinner, chatting over the delicious food as Tierney felt Celia’s eyes on her the entire time. She knew that she looked weak, or wishy-washy or lame but it had been a good idea in the moment. She said goodbye to her friend, assuring her that she’d fill her in later before a knowing look passed over Celia’s face and her pretty eyes narrowed. “You little whore. You’re getting some tonight aren’t you?”

“Celia!” Tierney hissed as she blushed deeply and her friend laughed, glancing at the door where Brent was paying.

“Air out the apartment for me, you little harlot.” Celia told her before she winked and walked away. Tierney cursed her under her breath and walked away, smiling assumingly at Brent as she forced her shame deep into her gut.

“Want to watch a movie?” Her voice was as casual as she could make it and Brent’s eyes lit up. “Celia’s closing tonight.”

They drove the short way and Tierney unlocked the door as she felt need consume her. She walked over to the counter where she dropped her stuff down, embarrassment filling her as she realized what she was really doing. Brent walked over to the couch and flipped on the television, having been around enough to know what to do but not a lot in the whole scheme of things. Tierney grabbed them some beers from the fridge and joined him as he paused on a new horror flick, nodding her approval as she handed him the chilled bottle. Their fingers touched as Tierney pretended the electricity was all for him as they stared at each other. Brent opened the lid with a quick twist of his hand and sipped it before glancing at the television.

When he glanced back at her, Tierney set her beer on the table behind the couch and watched as he leaned forward to the table to place his on the table in front of. She kissed him as he moved back, pushing him against the cushions as she straddled him. Brent groaned appreciatively, not seeing this from her before as he slid his hands down to cup her ass. Their mouths met clumsily as they kissed hungrily and their tongues danced together. Tierney moved to nip at his neck as he pushed her back and ripped off her shirts before kissing her hard again. He moved down to her neck as she groaned as she moved against him with her hips, making him thrust against her. “Fuck Tee.” Brent moaned, pushing her up and onto her back as he fumbled with her jeans. He tugged them off and stared at her body for a moment before meeting her eyes. “What’s gotten into you?”

“I just want you,” Tierney told him, feeling him part her thighs with his large hands. He slipped one up her inner thigh and she leaned her head back and closed her eyes with a small sigh.

“I can tell,” Brent agreed as he thumbed her clot firmly, making her whimper as she bucked against him. “I want to take you in every way possible.”

“I am yours for the taking.” Tierney assured him, closing her eyes and reliving the memory of the coffee shop as he inserted two long fingers inside of her. She bit down on her lip as he told her just how he wanted to fuck her after she came, begging him to go deeper and harder. Tierney felt something inside of her snap as she bucked her hips against her hand, taking her fantasy further as she cried out with release. He slowed down and went harder as she grunted with the movements, finally pulling out and turning her over and bending her over the couch. She heard his jeans hit the floor and a wrapper tear open behind her as she closed her eyes and took a deep breath.

Tierney was drifting in between fantasy and reality as she waited for him, feeling a new need in her arise that she’d never felt before. Brent took his place behind her, pulling her ass up with his hand before he drove himself into her hard and deep. Tierney cried out as she bucked forward hard, feeling him fill her and then pull back again before he went back in for more. Brent’s voice filled the room as she saw David’s face before screaming out with her release, forgetting about the thin walls and her neighbors. Brent moved faster as she shook before him, slapping against her before he cried out her name and stilled with his hands gripping her hips. They both collapsed forward as they took deep breaths, slowly moving to drink their beer after they’d recovered a bit.

Everything felt different as she closed her eyes and glanced at Brent looking disheveled and happy as he leaned back against the cushion. The air in the room had changed and she felt like a whole new person…a different person. Tierney let out a slow breath as she took another sip, leaning back and closing her eyes. “I want it to be like that every time with you. I felt like you’ve been holding back on me before but tonight I was with you. I was completely with you.”

Tierney almost laughed as she realized that she’d been with someone else in part in her mind. “Yeah?” She asked weakly, feeling him trace her stomach with his hand gently.

“I hope we can continue this, Tee. I like how this is going.” Brent continued and she pressed her lips together and tasted the blood on her lips. She’d bitten through the skin and she ran her tongue over her lower lip as she opened her eyes. “Ouch…you okay?”

“Yeah, I do.” The pain felt good and she focused for a moment on her body as it pulsed in recovery, looking at him. “I like it a lot.”

“Good,” Brent replied, taking her free hand as they both looked forward. They got into the movie after he explained what they’d missed and she decided he wasn’t that bad to be with, at least until the movie ended as he looked at her. “Can I stay here with you tonight?”

“I have an early morning, Brent.” She said weakly, as fear filled her heart all over again. “I’m sorry.”

“OK. We can hang out tonight, if you want.” Brent offered, leaning over to kiss her. The kiss deepened as she tilted her head and parted her lips, and he moved over her body as she closed her eyes.

***So I think I stink at writing erotic stuff and to add taboo to that as well? Pfffft. Let me know what you think!***