Chapter 1: Introduction
John stood quietly, leaning against the blackboard, letting his students filter in and settle down at their desks. His hazel eyes flickered between their faces, searching, watching. A confident smile tugged at the corners of his lips.
They were beautiful, every last one of them.
Roxane, the blonde with black eyes. She was wary of him, but she couldn't deny her attraction to him, as hard as she tried. He let his gaze linger on her for a moment, feeling a familiar stirring in his groin.
He could imagine her, those dark eyes wide with desire, her small breasts heaving as she gasped for breath. He would take his time with her, make her beg for it. But first, he had to make her trust him.
His eyes moved on to Lisa, Roxane's best friend. She was a brunette, her brown eyes sparkling with intelligence and a hint of mischief. She was a wild one, he could tell. She'd put up a fight, but he knew she'd love every fucking minute of it.
Jenny, Roxane's twin, was next.
Her fiery red hair cascaded down her back, and her green eyes held a challenge he eagerly accepted. She was confident, independent, but he saw the way she bit her lip when she thought no one was looking. She wanted him, and fuck if he didn't want her.
Lastly, there was Jisoo. The only boy in the group, he was quiet, almost shy. His raven hair fell into his gray eyes.
He'd make Jisoo feel like a man, make him watch as John fucked his girlfriend, Lisa. He'd make it feel so good, Jisoo would be begging for more.
John pushed off from the blackboard, striding towards his desk. "Alright, class," he began, his voice smooth and low, "Let's start with something easy. Who can tell me what the capital of France is?"
He knew what he was doing. He was baiting them, making them think he was just another boring teacher.
But they'd see, they'd all see what he really was. He could feel their eyes on him, could almost hear their thoughts. He let his gaze linger on each of them, one by one, a slow smile spreading across his face.
After class, he approached Roxane as she packed her bag. "Roxane, right?" he asked, his voice low. She nodded, her cheeks flushing slightly. "I've noticed you've been struggling with the material. I could help you, if you'd like."
She hesitated, then nodded again.
"Okay," she said softly, her voice barely above a whisper. She looked up at him, her dark eyes meeting his gaze. He could see the fear, the uncertainty, but also the desire. She wanted this, wanted him.
John could see it in her eyes, in the way she bit her lower lip, in the way her breath hitched when he leaned in close. He knew she was a virgin, that she'd never felt a man's touch like this before. He was going to enjoy breaking her in.
"Meet me after school, Roxane," he whispered, his breath hot on her ear. "In your dorm room. We'll... discuss your progress." He let his hand linger on her shoulder, his thumb brushing against her collarbone. She shivered, her eyes fluttering closed for a moment before she nodded again.
The day dragged on, each minute ticking by like an eternity. John could feel the anticipation building in his groin, his cock throbbing with need. He caught Lisa watching him, her eyes filled with curiosity and something else.
Something that made his heart race and his cock twitch. He let his gaze linger on her, a slow smile spreading across his face. She was next, he knew it. She might play hard to get, but he could see the hunger in her eyes.
After his last class, he found himself in front of Roxane's dorm room door. He knocked softly, his heart pounding in his chest. He could hear her moving around inside, then the sound of the lock clicking open.
She stood there, her black eyes wide with fear and excitement. She was wearing a simple white dress, her small breasts visible through the thin fabric.