Photo Prompt by: Kanit Dararutana
Model & Photo Editing: PJ Schnyder
excessive thoughts or desires of a sexual nature*
He watches her from across the classroom. Her cherry-colored lip gloss shimmers in the sunlight streaming in from the large windows. She touches her pen to her teeth, caressing the tip with her tongue. His pulse jumps and a wave of heat crashes through him, cresting in his groin. His erection pulses in time with his heart. She glances up and gives a coy smile before returning her eyes to her own paper.
She must know that he wants her, that his breath catches when she walks into the room. She takes the same seat everyday, crosses her legs just so, revealing just enough skin to be dangerous.
She wants me, too.
She pouts and marks another answer on her quiz.
Sixteen. Sweet, succulent sixteen.
Just one touch from those lips, one taste of that tongue, and he would be satisfied. Flipping her hair back, she turns the page, highlights sparkle through the chestnut strands, the ends whisper across her tender neck and slim shoulders. He waits for those honey eyes to meet his one more time, but it’s too late.
The bell rings.
She drops her pen with a sigh, gathers her books, and heads up the aisle, setting her quiz on his desk as she goes. Her hips sway in perfect time and she disappears through the door.
See you tomorrow my sweet Jessica.
He adjusts his pants and scans the roster of his next class with a smile.
I wonder what my darling Samantha will be wearing today?