Bad Teacher by Clarissa Wild
Publication date: June 28th 2016
Genres: Contemporary, New Adult, Romance
ABOUT THE BOOK
My name is Thomas and I’m always hard.
No really, that’s my last name. Thomas Hard, the pleasure is all mine … literally.
I can’t help it that my name suits me well.
You know what else suits me well? That girl sitting across the bar, with her lips right where I tell them to be. I want her, and when I want something, it’s gonna be mine.
One night. No names. No phone numbers. Just me, her, and pure pleasure.
Except, that one girl turns out to be the biggest mistake of my life.
Because I broke my cardinal rule …
Never bang a student.
* Author’s note: Don’t like reckless decisions & unbridled screwing? Don’t love girls that are obsessed with ice cream, rainbows, and unicorns? Don’t enjoy a bit of corny humor sprinkled on top? Then this book is not for you. And last but not least, if you hate cats with giant jewels … Don’t even bother.*
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“What did you see?” she asks.
Suddenly, she’s behind me, and she places her hand on my shoulder. “You were dreaming. It was a nightmare, wasn’t it? Something you’ve dreamed many times before. That’s why you’re barging around.”
“I’m not …”
Her arms wrap around my waist, and she rests her head on my back, silencing me. “It’s okay. I’m here.”
A sudden rush of terror washes over me.
Those words undo me.
Literally make me want to sink to my knees and cry.
That, or run a million miles, as far away as I can get from her.
I don’t know what it is about her that scares me so much.
Maybe it’s because she forces me to face myself. Or because she gives me something I’ve not had in such a long time, it scares the living shit out of me.
Not just the love of my dick or the love for the way I fuck.
But compassionate love. Someone to talk to. Someone who listens.
And it terrifies me … because I’m not supposed to have that.
I don’t deserve it.
And especially not with her. A student. Someone I’m not supposed to want.
But I want her in more ways than just around my dick.
“Fuck …” I mutter.
“It’s okay if you don’t wanna talk. I’m still here for you,” she says, hugging me even tighter.
I know she does. That’s exactly my problem.
I’m on the verge of giving in, and it’s not supposed to happen.
I can’t tell her anything … because it’s the greatest shame I have.
And that says a lot, considering I’m fucking one of my students.
I place my hand over my eyes and brush away the impending tears. Sucking in a breath, I say, “Let’s go to bed.”
“You sure?” she says.
“Yeah, I feel much better now.” I turn around and wrap my arms around her. “Thank you.”
“You’re welcome.” She pats my back. “Everyone needs someone sometimes.”
At least, I didn’t use to.
Not until I met her.
Or maybe that was all just a lie in order to stop me from feeling anything when there was no one to turn to.
When we stop hugging, she reaches for my hands and gently pulls me along, back into the bedroom. We crawl back into bed, and right when I lie down, Ninja jumps straight on my balls. I groan and grab them while he lies down next to Hailey, gazing at me with a conceited look.
“Fuck …” I say.
Hailey laughs. “He hit you right in the nuts, didn’t he?”
“Yeah. Fuck you, Ninja.” I give him the side-eye. “Just because you’re not having pussy doesn’t mean you gotta be a dick.”
Ninja gets up and starts rubbing his head against my hand.
“Okay … I forgive you,” I say.
“Well, that was quick,” Hailey muses.
“How can you not forgive something so adorable.” I snuggle him, and Hailey looks at me with a funny face.
“You two make a cute couple together,” she jests.
“Shut up,” I joke back.
Meanwhile, Ninja jumps back to her side, crawling up next to her.
“It’s the first time he’s actually come close,” Hailey says, holding her hand close so he can smell it.
“Yeah, I think he’s less scared of you now that he’s seen you a couple of times.” Or maybe he’s starting to get used to her. Like me.
“Does he always jump on the bed like that?”
“Pretty much. We usually sleep together.”
“Hmm … a real bromance then,” she muses, making me laugh.
“Hey, nothing against a little kitty love.” I pet him a few more times before he curls up into a ball at the end of the bed, near my feet. “You okay with that?” I ask.
“Yeah. He’s cute,” she says.
“He’ll probably steal half your bed in the middle of the night.”
“As long as he doesn’t kick me out, I’m fine. So long as he doesn’t try to do anything funny like scratch my back or lick me. Because this pussy is already taken.” She points at herself, laughing, and I laugh too.
I hold her close to my chest, burying my face in her hair. Her scent makes me think of unbridled fun and laughter.
Hailey is here. She’s here, and she’s not going anywhere.
Just as I need her to be.
Because it’s okay to hold onto someone for a while.
And she’s willingly offering a shoulder.
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