Chapter 3: 3

The Aftermath with my History TeacherWords: 6253

**Semi-graphic further down**

"What have we learned?" Rose teased the boys as they sulked.

"Not to place ridiculous bets," Sean sighed before grabbing his keys.

"Right," she giggled and waved at me, "I'll send you the photo tomorrow."

"Works for me," I winked as the guys stalked out with Rose in tow. Looks like the buzz cut was going to be a new adjustment for the two of them.

"Pay up," Hayden grinned as Jones and the others gave him nearly one hundred from the bet.

"I don't even know how they won," Robin sighed and looked at me, "do you have to pay?"

"She's paying in another way honey," Maria teased as my face went red.

"Hush," Hayden chided them as I began to pick up after everyone. It was nearly eleven and some of us had work tomorrow.

"We'll see you around Blaze," one of the guys said as the door shut again and the voices traveled outside.

"Babe," I heard Hayden behind me as I washed dishes.

"Hmm?" I felt his hands wrap around my waist.

"Those can wait," he kissed my hair.

"If I don't do them now they won't get done later," I teased as he grabbed a towel to dry them off.

"You wouldn't be prolonging your punishment would you?" He raised an eyebrow.

"Oh please, your definition of punishment is still pleasure for me," I smiled before looking back at the dishes.

"I see," he continued to play along as we finished the rest in silence.

The reality was, I couldn't wait for the so called "punishment." We had both agreed that whoever's team lost had to obey the other for a full twenty-four hours. That literally meant anything went within reason.

"How is this going to work when we're working?" I bumped his hip with mine while placing the last dish up.

"We'll have to put it on hold probably... Or I could send you messages, but I don't want someone to see them."

I blushed, the thought of someone seeing my messages at work was outrageous. I had been waitressing for two years now at a local restaurant that was known for its seafood. Needless to say I was getting paid pretty well.

"Come," Hayden grabbed my wrist gently as I felt my cheeks get even more red. Damn him.

"I thought that was my job," I giggled as he turned around to pick me up.

"Dasha if you keep this up I'm going to fuck you senseless," he breathed into my ear.

"Sorry!" I whispered as he carried me upstairs and into our bedroom. I still had an apartment with Rose but neither of us were ever really at it. She was always with Sean, and I was here with Hayden.

He set me down after shutting the door as his lips pressed against mine earnestly. The door was up against my back while his hands gripped my hair gently, forcing me to stay in place.

I pushed my face to the side so I could breathe, "what do you want me to do first?" My voice came out breathlessly.

"First," Hayden pulled back so he could gaze at me, "you'll have to strip for me. Then we'll go from there."

"Okay," I breathed and watched him walk towards the bed while pulling his shirt off.

My knees went weak at the sight of just seeing his muscles contract as he turned to flop on the bed. His gaze settled on me while my cheeks remained warm. I would never get over the way he looked at me. Like I was the only thing that mattered, his most prize possession.

Unbuttoning my jeans, I shimmied out of them before stepping out and standing there in my T-shirt.

Hayden's eyes went straight to my legs while I slid my hands up to unhook my bra from underneath. This was going to be fun.

I flung the bra at him as he chuckled, distracted at the lace that now rested beside him. My hands worked slowly to remove my shirt, revealing inch by inch the rest of me.

He remained quiet as I sauntered over in just my thong and hovered over him, my breasts aching to be held.

"Good enough?" I whispered before kissing him.

"Amazing," he pressed my mound against his erection through his jeans. Fuck, I wasn't going to last if he didn't do something direct.

"Baby," I whimpered and tried to unbuckle his jeans.

"Anxious are we?"

I pouted while continuing to unbuckle him so I could get what I wanted. His fingers wrapped in my hair and brought me back to his lips.

I gave in and just let him kiss me, at least something was happening. Everything about Hayden was still addicting and I just couldn't get enough.

"How upset would you be," he began gently while keeping his lips to my skin, "if I made you wait a full twenty-four hours before climaxing."

I growled, "you're joking right? I'm about to explode already."

His finger trailed down to the apex of my thigh, "shall I test that theory?"

"Dammit Hayden," I dug my nails into his shoulders, "you'll piss me off faster if you do this."

"You're a sore loser love," he chuckled at my despair. "I can compromise with you."

"What's your solution?" I shifted my hips and felt my core press harder into him.

"Would you rather, I keep you from climaxing," he rolled his hips against me, "or... I could fuck you until you can't stand tomorrow."

I bit my lip, neither option was very helpful. "Babe I have work tomorrow."

"Your pick darling, I can manage either way," he chuckled while sliding his jeans off.

"You're impossible," I rolled onto my back and flung my arm over my eyes dramatically. Tonight was not going the way I thought it would. I mean yeah, ideally having sex with him tonight was ideal but he wasn't kidding about me being unstable tomorrow. Everyone at work would know that I had done something...

'Fuck it,' I thought as Hayden pulled my arm away.

"Dash," he kissed my forehead and gazed at me.

"Let's get round one started baby," I blushed as Hayden's eyes glinted mischievously. All thoughts not focused on what was happening were pushed aside.

"Round one of many," he pressed his erection against my soaking entrance. "I'm one lucky son of a bitch," he murmured before slamming into me as I gasped.

'That goes both ways,' I thought as I let the passion consume me.

**Not sure how I feel about this chapter, sorry I was going to lengthen it but didn't happen. Done with school so I'll be updating more once my mind can get back into writing mode.

Random Q, mainly cause I wanted to do more of these. Comment where you're reading this from! I feel like most of my followers aren't from the U.S. so I wanted to see where exactly you're located.**