(Y/n) Pov

    Why must my history teacher be so fucking hot?! I used to get straight A's before he came and now I get B-'s. I cannot focus when a hot person is right in front of me. No seriously, his desk is right infront of mine and he likes sitting on his desk. He is literally the hottest human being that has ever been created. I have never been so happier to know a man and a woman had sex to make a child.

    He isn't your typical teacher though. He doesn't wear those stupid button-up shirts and baggy pants or jeans. He wears muscle tops, band t-shirts, and well just shirts that make me want him even more. Then those tight black skinny jeans and his black hat he wears sometimes. Oh my god, do not even get me started about how fucking sexy he looks in his black glasses. He doesn't even have to try to make me sexually frustrated, it just happens.

    I can't take much more of this thinking! I will literally soak through my jeans, I'm kidding. It never actually happened but that doesn't means it won't. We usually wear the same thing to school black skinny jeans, a band shirt, and our hair is usually messy but sexy. We have so much in common, we wear the same things, we like the same bands, we are in the same class, and we both have glasses.

    "(Y/N)! Pay attention!" he said in his beautiful Australian accent. I wonder what is sounds like when he moa- no bad (y/n)! He is four years older than you, that's bad! Four years isn't that much though, technically we are both legal so it wouldn't really be that wrong. I'm ninteen and he is twenty-three. My parents are five years apart. Am I comparing my parents relationship to what I want to have with Mr. Irwin? Oh god, something is wrong with me.

    "That's it, (Y/n)! You have detention, everyone else you are dismissed," he said. Oh wait school's out? I didn't even hear the bell ring! I sighed and ran my fingers through my hair and saw Mr. Irwin in the corner of my eye, biting his lip. I went over to the board because in detention you have to clean up a bit around the classroom.

    "You alright Mr. Irwin?" I asked and he nodded.

    "Y-Yeah," he stuttered a bit. I was taken back, he never stutters. The principal came in and saw me, giving me a disappointed look.

    "Ashton I have to go, my sister got into an accident, you'll be the only one here, alright?" he said and the teacher nodded. The principal hurried out and Mr. Irwin followed him, locking the door.

    "Why'd you lock the door?" I asked a bit flustered. Mr. Irwin, no Ashton's eyes were darker and he had this mischievous smirk on his face.

    "Oh you know, so no one interrupts us," he said and I raised an eyebrow as he came closer to me. If I was anybody else I would be creeped out but right now, I am honestly really turned on.

    "W-What do you m-mean?" I asked. He was right in front of me now, pushing me against the now clean whiteboard. I looked up at him into his hazel eyes, that his curly brown hair covered part of. His hands on the side of my head against the whiteboard.

    "I'm not stupid (y/n), I know how my girl students look at me. I know that look you have in your eyes when you stare at me. I can see you nibbling on your lip whenever I sit right infront of you. I know what you want, I'm not blind. I can see you want me, and I've noticed it for the past few months since I came here." he said in a deep voice. I gulped a bit and bit my lip a bit, it's a habit now.

    "S-So? What does th-this have to do with anything?" I asked. I couldn't help but let my eyes drop down to his lips, those plump lips I want to kiss so bad. Imaginig having those lips against mine as I wrap my legs against his waist, no stop mind.

    "You want to kiss me don't you?" he said. You could hear his smirk, it was that tine where you know something.

    "No, that w-would be wrong," I said nervously.

    "How? I could give it to you if you want, just say the word." he said.

    "Y-Your four years older, it doesn't s-seem right," damnit why do I keep stuttering?! He smirked and looked into my eyes, his eyes a bit darker than usual.

    "We're both legal so it doesn't matter. Tell me, do you want it?" he asked. You know what? Fuck it, I'm going in. I'm not as innocent as people think, I can be a bad girl if I want to.

    "No, I need it," I whispered and he slammed our lips together. I have been waiting for this moment forever. His lips feel so good against mine, I couldn't help but melt a bit against them. He bit my bottom lip for entrance and I opened my mouth almost instantly. His tongue roamed into my mouth, he left no part of my mouth untouched. I tangled my tongue with his, they were basically dancing. He pulled away and gave me smirk.

    "I knew it," he said and I rolled my eyes.

    "Just please hurry up," I whined and he immediately pulled off my tank-top. He stared at me in front of him, in skinny jeans and a bra, bitting his lip.

    "Wow," he mumbled and I rolled my eyes again. I kicked my shoes off and put my hands against his stomach. I could feel his abs against my fingers and I was on top of his shirt.

    "Your turn," I said and pulled off his tank-top. His god sculpted torso right in front of my eyes. I licked my lips and hand my hands down his stomach. His jeans were hanging low on his waist, so it helped. I traced his abs and kissed him straight on the chest, sucking a hickey into his skin. He pulled me away from his chest and smashed our lips together again. I tangled my hands in his hair, slightly tugging on it.

    His hands found their way to my jeans and unbuckling them. He slowly slid them down my legs and I kicked them off. I dropped my hands from his hair down to his waistline. I unbuckled his jeans and pulled them down aswell. He threw them somewhere else and we both stood half naked in front of each other. He picked me up and sat me on his desk, which was again right infront of mine.

    He went in between my legs and kissed down my neck. He let his hands tracel to behind me, unclasping my bra and throwing it somewhere. He kissed down to my breasts and sucked a hickey right under my right one. I tangled my fingers in his hair again and he kissed down my stomach. He kissed all the way back up, and planted one straight on my lips.

    He put his hands on my waist and played with the waistband of my underwear. He pulled them down and threw them aside. I was naked and dripping wet on his desk, also right infront of him.

    "You're so beautiful," he against my lips. He let his yand wonder down and right on top of my soaking heat. His middle finger sliding up and down my folds.

    "I didn't even do anything and your already so wet for me." he said and I blushed a bit.

    "Can't help it, you're so fucking hot," I said against his lips. He plunged in finger straight in and I gasped at the sudden contact. He smirked and moved his long finger in and out of me.

    "Oh god, Mr. Irwin," I moaned out.

    "It's Ashton, or Ash to you," he said and teased me with his index finger. He slowly sped up and added a second finger, twisting and turning them inside me. I threw my head back in pleasure and he sucked a hickey into my neck. I moaned out as he increased his pace.

    "Ash, oh my god," I said and he increased his pace. He curled his fingers and searched for that one spot that makes me go crazy. He found it in record time and immediately started thrusting towards is.

    "God don't stop," I said and he looked up at me.

    "Wasn't planning on it," he said and moved his fingers a bit rougher. I bit my lip to conceal a moan that was building up.

    "Let it go, don't hold them in baby," he whispered in my ear and I let the moan go. I felt my stomach tighten and the feeling build up.

    "I'm so close Ash," I said and he increased his speed and roughness for the last time. I dug my nails into his desk instead of his back as I came closer and closer to cumming.

    "Cum for me baby," he said.

    "Oh my god Ashton!" I yelled out and came all over his fingers. He pulled them out and sucked them clean.

    "You taste good," he said. After coming down from my high, I got off the table and pulled down his boxers, and his hard member sprung free.

    "What do you want me to do?" I asked him like he did with me.

    "Don't," he warned but I didn't care.

    "Tell me Ash, what do you want?" I asked as I stroked him lightly.

    "Your pretty little mouth around me," he said trying not to stutter. I smiled in approval and licked the head. I took the tip in my mouth and began bobbing my head up and down, taking more and more in each time. He was to big for me to take all in my mouth without gagging but hey, this is probably the only time we would ever do this, so why not. I hummed around his member and he bucked his hips. I chocked a bit on him but managed to keep it up.

    "God (y/n), it feels so good." he said and I sucked a bit harder. I swirled my tongue around him and he moaned out. I ran my tongue across his slit and he let out a throaty groan.

    "Don't stop," he moaned. I still didn't even have all of him in my mouth, so I decided to just take the last part in. I took my head all the way up and then went all the way down. His hands got tangled in my hair as he pushed my hand up and down.

    "Fuck I'm close," he cursed. I hummed again and reached down to message his balls. He let out a string of surse words as I felt him twitch in my mouth.

    "I'm gonna cum," he said loudly. He let out his load and I swallowed it all, I pulled my head off and looked up at him.

    "God that was amazing," he said as he reopened his eyes. He quickly cleared off his desk and layed me on it, then hovered over me. He quickly pinned my wrists up and looked into my eyes,

    "When was the last time someone fucked you?" he asked me.

    "A few years why?" I asked.

    "Because I'm going to show you I'm the best. I'm going to out all those other guys to shame, just you wait," he said as he positioned himself at my entrance. He looked at me and I nodded, he slowly pushed into me, not wanting to hurt me.

    "Keep going," I said and he slid himself into me fully. He started moving his hips and I moaned. This is even better than I thought it would be, way better. I've been waiting for this day forever, ever since he came to this school. The day Mr. Irwin would fuck my brains out. This is way better than all those fantasies and day dreams.

    "God you're so tight, I have to change that," he said and began going faster. I was itching to rake my nails down his back but he has them pinned down. He thrusted into me, looking for the spot that drives me crazy again. As soon as he hit it, he smiled in victory.

    "Jackpot," he panted out and began thrusting right there.

    "Fuck Ash," I said and shut my eyes in pleasure.

    "Open your eyes, I love your eyes," he said and I opened them. He let one hand down and rub my clit. I hissed in pleasure as he made quick small circles on me.

    "Ash, h-harder," I moaned and he nodded. He started thrusting in my rougher, his grip got a bit tighter, and his speed also went a bit faster. He also started putting a bit more pressure as he rubbed me.

    "F-Fuck (y/n). You feel so good around me," he said. I let out a loud moan as he got rougher.

    "Damn it Ash, keep going," I said and he increased his speed. I wrapped my legs around his waist so he could get more access. I bit my lip again as we stared into each other's eyes again, as his the thrusted his hips. He rubbed small circles quickly, the pleasure building up.

    "I'm so close (y/n)," he said and increased his speed.

    "Ash, I'm almost there," I moaned as I felt my stomach tighten up again. He pulled out and then thrusting straight back in, making me let out a small scream, I didn't know he would do that. He did that a few more times and I came all over him. He unpinned my wrists and kept thrusting into me until he was done. Once he yelled my name out and came, he pulled out and we were both panting.

    "Wow," he said.

    "You were the best," I said and he smiled triumphantly. He threw me my clothes and I put them on. I had a bit of a hand mark forming because he pinned my wrists so he gave me some bracelets.

    "Come over to mine next weekend," he said and wrote his adress on a piece of paper and gave it to me. I had a bit of trouble walking so Ash helped me up.

    "Drive me home and I will," I said.

    "Why?" he asked.

    "Because I can't walk that well and there might be creeps out there." I said and he nodded.

    "Of course, c'mon," he said and I followed him.