Our Town

Tyler had always been good at two things in life: hockey and sex. And he didn't want to toot his own horn or anything but he always had girls writhing under him for more, even after multiple rounds, so Emma twisting under him was no different. Except this time, the girl underneath him wasn't some nameless girl he met at a bar when he was drunk, and she wasn't a girl that he would want to sneak out on in the morning. He liked Emma, as hard as it was for him to admit, but he liked Emma so he didn’t just want to pummel into her and pretend like she meant nothing to him. Because in fact, whether he liked it or not, she was starting to mean the world to him.

Emma had started moving Tyler towards her bedroom, thanking God that her roommates were out for the night. She could be as loud as she wanted, and the way Tyler was grinding up against, Emma knew she was going to scream. Tyler had practically ripped Emma’s dress off at the door, keeping her in just her underwear as he started to take off his shirt. They latched their mouths back onto each other and then practically ran for the closed door at the end of the hall.

Tyler opened the door and immediately threw Emma onto her nicely made bed, he knew he should be gentle and show her just how much he was going to enjoy this, but he was slowly losing his composer and could see that Emma was too. Moving so Tyler could position himself on top of Emma, he could feel her nimble fingers straining to get his belt off, then the button of his pants and finally his zipper. He could feel his dick breathe a sigh a relief for no longer being enclosed and compacted, but he still had his briefs to deal with.

He could feel Emma getting antsy underneath him, ready for whatever he was going to inflict on her. To Tyler it almost felt like they had been doing this for years, like they had been dating since high school and had memorized each others body from head to toe. But this was a new body to him, although most the bodies he sees are new to him, but nevertheless he wanted to enjoy Emma, because if his dick got hard from seeing her with clothes on, who knew what would happen when she was naked.

Tyler hadn’t realized that he had stopped moving, laying slightly above Emma his pants around his ankles and his mouth just inches from her smooth lips, he could feel her stop moving underneath him. She looked up to make sure everything was fine before saying in the most seductive and sultry tone Tyler had ever heard, “Are you going to fuck me or what?” Tyler smiled, letting a low chuckle escape his lips.

And here you thought you couldn’t like this girl anymore than you already do, Tyler thought, going back to kissing Emma while lifting her up to unclasp her bra. He was thankful that his hands were steady because his heart was mostly definitely not.

He removed her bra, only to feel his dick twitch at the sight of her perky breasts. In all honesty, this was the best pair he had ever seen, and he made a mental note to somehow sneak about whether they were real or not into the conversation later, once they were coming down from their post sex highs. Moving down to suck on each nipple, Tyler could hear low moans coming from the perfect lips he had just been kissing. He moved lower down Emma’s body, making sure to memorize each line and curve she had on her stomach. And reaching her hipbones Tyler could hear Emma take a sharp breath, as he kissed her right side, moving lower towards her thighs. Tyler could feel Emma radiating heat as he moved his fingers to lower her thong down her legs, enjoy the view he had in front of him. Diving right in Tyler moved his tongue to give himself the most power over her body.

He could hear Emma slowly losing it from the shaky breaths she was taking, but he moved his tongue gently over her clit and into the wet folds, savoring in the fact that he had made her so wet. Each powerful flick of his tongue almost sent Emma over the edge, and far too soon. So Tyler moved on from his tongue to his fingers, starting with two, curling them to make sure he found and hit the spot that caused Emma the most pleasure.

Emma could feel herself going to an edge she had never been to before. She had one hand in Tyler's hair, giving a few pulls every once in a while to let him know that she was in la la land on pleasure overload. At one point, Emma almost thought she was dreaming and that Tyler was just a figure of her imagination and that she was going to wake up with another pair of ruined panties thanks to him, but the feeling of his fingers inside her and his hair in her palm, proved to her that he was real. Once Tyler could feel Emma clenching around his fingers, he removed them, letting Emma know that he could tease her, play games, and also to let her know he was paying attention. He moved back up her body to kiss her neck, sucking at a few spots so the next morning she would have to lie to her summer school students, but also to let everybody else know that he planned on making those marks often.

Tyler kissed Emma softly and slowly, feeling her hands move down to lower his briefs down his legs, feeling the warm breeze against his dick. He kissed once more before lining up and slowly pushing in, to let Emma adjust to his size.

"Holy fuck you're so tight," Tyler didn't know if Emma could hear him because he was on sensory overdrive, hearing her moan in his ear and twist his hair was one thing but her pussy wrapped tightly around his hard on was a completely different feeling. He could feel himself speeding up, his brain taking over for his body since he honestly didn't know if this was real. But he could feel Emma with every thrust move beneath him in pleasure, letting him know that she was real. He could feel himself on the edge, just two more thrusts and he would be there so he moved his hand down towards Emma's clit to speed her up.

"I.. I.. I'm gonna," Emma couldn't get the out the word come before she was letting herself go, Tyler just two seconds behind her, exploding inside her, still thrusting slowly. It was fast, faster than normal but Tyler wanted to make sure Emma wasn't going to leave or realize that this was a huge mistake before he got the chance to feel himself inside her. Tyler leaned down to kiss Emma, her breath still shaky. She laughed into the kiss before feeling Tyler pull out and move so he had his arm around her, pulling her in close.

Emma took the time to look at Tyler, he was glowing, something Emma never thought she would be able to make him do. She knew his reputation, "fuck and go" but for some odd reason Emma knew in the morning that she would wake up in this exact same position, with Tyler laying next to her. He brought Emma as close as she could come, their bodies touching in every spot, and kissed her head. It was quiet for a moment, both of them still getting their breathing under control and both trying to figure out what to say.

Tyler spoke first, "So are your boobs real?"

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Emma woke up with her alarm clock ringing, she reached over and practically punched it to stop the high pitched ringing and then turned back over only to be faced with Tyler. His eyelids were slowly fluttering awake and Emma honestly didn't want him to wake up and leave. So she moved closer and whispered, "I have to go to work, but you can go back to bed." Tyler mumbled something inaudible in response before moving over to kiss her, and then falling back into bed and sealing his eyelids shut. Within seconds Emma could hear a soft snore escape through his lips. She smiled to herself before getting out of bed and walking towards the bathroom.

She had no idea what she was going to tell the kids about the brown spots on her neck and chest, and it was way too hot to wear a scarf, so she decided that once she was out of the shower she would throw some concealer on and hope she didn't sweat it away, since the high school rarely turned on the ac in the summer. Hopping out of the shower in a record five minutes Emma dried her hair and wrapped her towel around her body to put on light makeup. She could still see the faint marks on her neck but if anyone asked she could just say it was a straightener burn and hope they believed it. She moved out of her bathroom and back into her room, turning on the flashlight of her phone to find a pair of light wash jeans and a plain tshirt. Luckily since it was just summer school, Emma wouldn't be seeing other teachers there, so she felt no need to dress up.

Looking at herself once more in the bathroom mirror and deciding that this was the best she was going to get Emma walked into her room, grabbed her phone and teaching supplies and looked at Tyler once more. He was still sound asleep and although she was upset she wouldn't get to wake up with him and have another go, he was still here when she woke up and in her book that was considered a victory.

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The school was especially hot today, most of the kids were in shorts and tshirts and Emma wished she had worn a skirt so her legs weren't so hot, but nevertheless she still kept talking about their next unit: A Brave New World. Most of the kids groaned, but Emma found this unit to be the most fun, and since most of the students were going to be seniors she always went easy on them with tests and essays.

"Ms. Blake do you have our essays corrected yet?" One of Emma's students asked. Emma turned a bright shade of red. She had completely forgotten about the essays, since last night she was a little preoccupied.

Emma bit her lip and said, "No I completely forgot, I only have like five left, I promise I will bring them tomorrow for you guys and if I forget tomorrow I will bring donuts for the class." The class cheered, knowing that whenever they caught Emma not giving back their tests and essays they got treats from it. Normally it was candy, one time she brought ice cream and completely forgot that it was a hundred degrees and she had no freezer to keep the ice cream cool in. So that day they spent most of their time chugging down liquid ice cream.

Emma got back to the subject on hand and said, "Does anybody know anything from A Brave New World? A quote? The storyline? Anything?" Emma could see blank faces all throughout her class and knew she wasn't going to get anything from them.

Emma was about to give up and say a quote herself when out of the corner of the classroom someone spoke, "I am I, and I wish I weren't." Emma was amazed, it was one of her favorite quotes because no matter who you were, it was relatable. She was about to congratulate the student when she saw who it was.

Tyler.

He smirked a crooked smirk, the one where he knew what he was doing to Emma, and this time it was pleasing her in the best possible way, with literature. Most of the students went wide eyed, some of the girls started primping their hair and the multiple hockey players Emma had in her class started clapping. Tyler smiled over towards them before walking to Emma at the front of the room.

"No fucking way it's Tyler Seguin."

Emma looked over towards the center-men of the schools hockey team and said, "No swearing in class."

"No fricking way it's Tyler Seguin." Emma frowned. Tyler walked up to her and turned towards the class.

"Ms. Blake you never told us you know Tyler Seguin," one of her students said. Emma just twisted her lips sideways, not quite knowing what to say.

Tyler took over for her, "Ms. Blake and I go way back." Emma looked over at Tyler, only to feel her lips twitching into a smile.

Another student raised their hand, not being called on, but still said, "Mr. Seguin are you the one responsible for the hickeys on our teachers neck?"

Emma turned fifty shades of dark red. She honestly felt her whole entire body turning dark red. She had thought she was so clever with the concealer idea but her students were artists in getting laid and they weren't quiet about it either, so Emma should of known better than to try and hide her hickeys. Next to her Tyler was chuckling to himself, his arms crossed over his chest, trying very hard not the nod his head yes, to let everybody know Emma was a trophy he had just won.

But he knew Emma would never want to see him again if he made any sudden movements so he just said, "So does anybody play hockey?"

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Emma couldn't concentrate with Tyler sitting in the back of her class, but he wouldn't leave. He wanted to bring Emma out for lunch, but she told him class didn't end until noon. So he walked to the back of the room and had been sitting there since. He was watching Emma teach and interact with the students. She had a different relationship with each one of them, and each student admired Emma. Whether or not it was because of how attractive she was or if it was how good of a teacher she was, Tyler didn't know.

It was about 11:45 when one student raised his hand while they were doing busy work and said, "Can you just end class early and let him out of his misery?" The student pointed back at Tyler, the whole class chuckling to themselves. Emma nodded her yes and all the students got up and out of their seats, saying goodbye to both Emma and Tyler.

Tyler was still sitting in his seat when the class was all filed out, Emma was just silently staring at him, wondering who was going to break the silence first.

"I'm not going to lie I was pretty bummed out when I woke up and you were gone," Tyler said getting out of his seat and walking towards Emma.

"I was bummed about not waking up and seeing that you made me breakfast in bed," Emma replied back, already feeling her body tingling from being in close proximity with Tyler.

"Well I would've made you breakfast if you hadn't left at five in the morning!" Tyler exclaimed throwing his hands in air, trying to pretend he was mad about Emma leaving when in fact, her leaving so early just gave him another chance to see her that day. Emma smiled, Tyler was close enough to press his lips to Emma's, he seized the opportunity.

She had missed him kissing her, and it had been all of eight hours, which told Emma two things. One, she was falling for him and two, she was falling for him fast. But Tyler had felt the exact same way when he had woken up only to see her side of the bed empty. He felt a little deflated. All he wanted to do was kiss her awake and make her breakfast and maybe they could've gone another round. But having her here now was enough, and even though they had only known each other for about a week, they both knew they were in deep shit by the way they felt.

They pulled away from each other only to seeing flashing coming from outside her classroom door, they looked over to see all of her students with their iPhones and iPads out taking pictures of the two of them wrapped in each others and arms and kissing. Emma leaned forward and put her head on Tyler chest, embarrassed that that had just happened, she could hear Tyler chuckling. She looked up at Tyler only to see a smirk on his face and his eyebrows wiggling.

"So have you ever had sex on your desk?"

Notes

Okay sorry again for not updating for like a week, but I will try and get things moving and i hope you guys like the story!

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