Maing the Grade -- Part C

Authors note: Making the Grade is my fourth, longest and final story in my Hot Tails in Oak Hills series. This story has been divided into five parts for easier reading. Welcome back and I hope all of you enjoy the third chapter. GEV

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It was after eight in the evening and the sun had started set behind the mountain range in the distance and Jacob sat back in his loveseat-sized patio chair and rested his crossed feet on the edge of the low sitting glass-topped square table that sat in middle between the three chairs and the outside fireplace and dropped his head back on the cushion, staring out at the changing colors in the sky, thinking about everything that had happened over the last two months.

He had kicked his cheating fiancée out of his house, risked his job by having sex with one of his students and made sure that a wrongfully convicted man got out of prison. All in all, it had been a good fourteen weeks. He lifted his glass of iced tea to his lips and took a drink, reaching over the side of his chair to set the glass down on the tray he had placed on the brick floor within arm's reach, scooping up a handful of grapes from the bowl next to the glass and popping several of them into his mouth, wondering if Madison was ever going to come by his house tonight, or even at all.

He had a tough time making it through the rest of the school year, not that he had brought any attention to the fact that he had acted highly inappropriately with a student, but because every time he sat down behind his desk, the vivid image of Madison sprawled across the surface or pressed up against his bookcase flooded his thoughts and he couldn't concentrate, then he remembered where he was and quickly reined in his emotions. When she walked by him every morning for class, he kept his hands fisted in his pockets, breathing in the floral scent that clung to her skin, wanting to taste her, touch her but he had to settle for stealing glances her way whenever he could.

She didn't do anything to entice him, wearing baggy jeans and loose fitting T-shirts, and she did a damn good job of ignoring him, which was what he wanted, but he needed to see those baby blues, needed to see the desire in her eyes when she looked at him but she never gave him the chance, even if she was the last one out of the classroom on occasion. The worst part about all of it was that he couldn't hold her back after class anymore, couldn't make sure she still had those strong feelings for him, couldn't do anything other than just look at her and hope that she was still his.

After she had told him about her family situation back in April, that evening he called his older half-brother that worked directly under the state appointed Attorney General, asking him if he was aware that there was a judge in the area imprisoning innocent people and if he was looking into any appeal cases in the same area, that he had an interest in an assault case where the person was sent to jail last year, never telling him the name, just that he was asking for a good reason.

After a little more convincing, his brother said that there were several cases that he was investigating because there were mistakes in the proceedings that had caught his attention, three in his area but only one was for second-degree assault, the others were for minor crimes, but they all had the same judge and the same ruling of guilty even though the charges should have been less severe, and he asked or rather pleaded to be kept in the loop.

When he had gotten a call from his brother the Monday before graduation, letting him know that he was getting the papers signed by another judge regarding the case he had a strange interest in, getting the man released from jail for wrongful imprisonment, he finally asked him if the name was Ledbetter and to hold off on delivering the papers until the day of her graduation so he could make travel arrangements straight to the high school for her commencement.

After the ceremony, he stepped up on the stage, watching from the platform as she was reunited with her father, feeling his heart swell in his chest when he saw the look on her face, knowing she was crying tears of happiness, a slow smile coming to his own face. He brought up her number in his phone and sent her a text message before he stepped off the stage and disappeared in the crowd. When he received the 'thank you' message from her, he had an intense feeling that she was exactly what he said she was going to be. His.

Jacob heard the musical chime of the doorbell echoing through the house and he slowly smiled, popped the last of the grapes in his mouth as he dropped his bare feet to the brick floor and stood up, walking through the open French doors into the kitchen and through the rotunda to the foyer, opening the front door as he braced his arm on the jamb, staring down at Madison as she looked up at him with those baby blue eyes, looking more beautiful than she ever had before.

He didn't say anything to her, he just reached down, slid his fingers into her hair, cupping the back of her head as he lowered his, kissing her hard as he pulled her into his house and pushed the door shut with his foot, pulling her up tight against his body as the rough invasion of his tongue deep inside her mouth had her moaning and arching against him, wrapping her arms around his neck and plumping her breasts against his bare chest.

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Madison didn't even bother changing out of her dress after she got home with her parents from her and Dylan's shared graduation party at his family-owned winery, just took the keys that her dad dropped in her hand after he said they didn't want to see her until morning, grabbed her purse and quickly left. She hiked up the skirt on her dress and climbed up behind the wheel of the truck, closing the door as she brought Jacob's address up on her phone. She didn't recognize the street, so she put it in her navigation and looked at the map, surprised to see exactly where his house was located.

She started up the truck and backed out of the driveway, driving back out towards the west side of town, her heart pounding in her chest as she got closer to the street that led up to the estate houses that were along the golf course where the retirees from out of state, a few doctors and the area's more prominent figures lived. She rolled to a stop at the gate that closed off the properties from the rest of the town and dropped the side window, leaning out to punch the code into the keypad that was mounted on a post in front of a three-foot-high brick and mortar wall that separated the exit and entrance gates, hearing the buzz and rolling the truck through the gate as it slowly opened.

As she followed the main road that looped past the expensive two-story houses sandwiched together that had been constructed on the property over the last ten years, she had to wonder if Jacob had given her the right address because there was no way he could afford even the smaller modest ones on a teacher's salary, but then he wouldn't have the code if he didn't live in the gated community. She found the street sign marked Kingston Loop and turned up the road, slowly driving past the houses that were larger than the ones that bordered the golf course, spaced further apart on larger, meticulously landscaped lots and clearly in the higher six figure, possibly seven figure price range than the ones that were built closer together.

She double checked her navigation before she looked at the numbers on the houses, checking to see if she had driven past the address she was trying to find. She gave the truck a little more acceleration to make it up the hill to the house that sat at the very top, right before the road arced back down the hill, rolling to a stop at the base of the driveway as her phone told her she had arrived. She reached over and turned it off, just sitting there for a few minutes staring at the house. No wonder he didn't dare invite her over until tonight, his house sat right at the top of the crest that overlooked the entire housing community, the largest two-story house on the most spacious lot with the best view of the setting sun over the mountain range in the distance.

The outside lights mounted on the house had come on in the setting sun, illuminating the neatly landscaped front yard on either side of the wide concrete slab in front of the three-car garage, and she turned the truck into the driveway, rolling to a stop next to a black Audi RS 5 coupe and turned off the engine. She grabbed her purse from the passenger seat and slowly slid out of the truck, shutting the door behind her and locking it. She looked up at the impressive two-story house, still wondering if she even had the right address, if he hadn't turned a number around when he texted her and that his house was somewhere towards the bottom of the road, if that really was his car that she had just parked beside. He was only a teacher and there was no possible way...

She cleared all the uncertainties from her mind as she smoothed the skirt of her dress back down over her legs and looked in the side mirror of the truck, fixing her hair that the breeze and air conditioning had blown through, knowing that he wouldn't care how she looked, just that she had shown up. She walked along the short sidewalk in front of the house that was bordered by red azaleas in full bloom, stepping up the two steps to the covered entrance, her heart pounding in her chest as she reached over and pushed the doorbell, hearing the musical chime as it echoed inside followed by his footsteps, getting louder as he got closer to the door.

Madison heard the deadbolt click and she slowly looked up as the door was opened, watching as Jacob casually leaned in the doorway, one strong forearm braced on the jamb, his other hand holding the door halfway open, a slow, sexy smile coming to his face as his gaze held hers. His feet were bare and he was wearing just a pair of tan cargo shorts that sat a little low on his narrow hips and ended a few inches above his knees, his rimless glasses were perched on the bridge of his nose and his hair was free of styling products and laying in messy waves atop his head, that stubborn lock of hair joined by several others across his wide brow. She licked her lips and swallowed hard when her gaze finally met his.

As of this moment he was no longer her teacher, no longer the risk that could have jeopardized both of their last two months of school, he was just hers.

She started to say something, but her words and thoughts escaped her when he reached out and slid his fingers into her hair, cupping the back of her head in his large hand, pulling her up on her tiptoes as his mouth came down fast and hard on hers, kissing her deep, stealing her ability to think right there in his doorway. She blindly stepped over the threshold and into his house, dropping her purse onto the floor before reaching up and twining her arms around his neck as he pulled her closer, arching hard against him and moaning as his tongue roughly invaded her mouth.

She swallowed his groan, fisting her fingers in his hair as she kissed him back, sucking strongly on his tongue as a sudden rush of wet heat saturated her core, seeping out of her and soaking into the crotch of her panties as another, louder moan escaped her. Three weeks of need went into the burning kiss, three weeks of wanting the impossible and finally getting it, three weeks of not being able to touch each other without fear of getting caught had finally all come to an end today.

Jacob groaned as he kicked the door shut, blindly reaching for the deadbolt and locking it, fisting his hand in her hair as he pulled her closer with the other one, the pressure of his mouth forcing hers open even more. She was no longer his student; she was his and only his. He flattened his palm against her back, his fingers digging into her exposed skin, kissing her even harder, swallowing her strangled moan as his cock started to throb with a sudden rush of blood, the need to be buried deep inside her again clawing at him, making every part of his body thrum. But he held his needs in check, as he slowly softened the kiss, sliding his tongue hotly along hers, letting her bottom lip slid from the graze of his teeth as he lifted his mouth from hers, only to kiss and nibble along the side of her neck.

His teeth grazed her skin, his stubble rasping, his tongue soothing the marks as he dragged his hand down the length of her back and over the curve of her ass, his fingers digging into her supple flesh. He pulled her tighter against his body, wedging his hard cock against her taut abdomen, hearing, feeling her heavy breathing as she struggled to catch her breath, her nails digging into his bare shoulder. He cupped the back of her head, giving her another kiss, this one softer than the last but just as deep, gazing down at her when he finally lifted his mouth from hers, his heavy breaths fanning her face. "Let me look at you, babydoll," he grated out, taking a step back from her, his hot gaze sliding over every inch of her body.

He had never seen her in a dress before and she looked absolutely beautiful with her hair curled around her shoulders and the soft silky polka dot material hugging and flowing around her curves. The ruffles over her shoulders extended down into a deep V-neck, exposing the inside and part of the under curve of her bare breasts, crossing under them and extending down to wrap around the back of her waist. He slowly turned her around, admiring her ankle-length dress from the back, the bottom ruffle dipping down low at her waist and the top ones coming over her shoulders, joining with a strip of material that came up from the front to the middle of her back, held together with a large bow, baring a good portion of her back to his greedy gaze. Her white strappy sandals showed off her aqua painted toenails that matched her manicured fingernails, a delicate silver chain with half of a small silver heart rested just below the hollow of her throat.

He slowly drew his fingers up the length of her spine, feeling her shudder under his touch, sliding his fingers into her hair again, as he drew his gaze up from her exposed breasts to her face, bending his head and darting his tongue over her bottom lip before he gave her another kiss. He slowly trailed the back of his fingers down the middle of her torso to the bottom of the V-neck, and back up to caress the underside of her exposed breast, sliding his hand inside to close around one firm bare globe, dragging his thumb back and forth across her nipple, squeezing it between his fingers as it hardened even more, her moan reverberating out of her chest. "I love this dress. You look so beautiful, Maddie," he whispered against her lips, his hand caressing her breast.

"Dylan made it for me," she whispered back, sliding her fingers into his hair again as his mouth found the side of her neck. She moaned as he slid his hand inside her dress to cup her breast, roughly dragging his thumb back and forth over her nipple as it instantly hardened under his touch, arching against him as he kissed a path down the front of her chest, his tongue darting over the exposed curve of her other breast, pressing a soft kiss between them as his hand left her breast to join the other one as he glided them down her back to grab and squeeze the curve of her ass, his fingers digging into her flesh as he pulled her up tight against his hard body. She moaned even louder as his lips trailed their way back up to her neck, his stubble rasping against her delicate skin as his teeth grazed the lowest point on her neck, his tongue flicking across her skin before his mouth suckled hard.

Oh, God, how she missed his mouth on her neck. She gasped, tightening her fist in his hair, curling her fingers into his shoulder, her nails digging into his skin as her feet left the floor, dangling limply against his, her dress too constricting to allow her to wrap her legs around his waist. She tried to talk but it was hard. "He's moving to New York for fashion design in the fall. And you, Mr. Bradford, have a lot of explaining to do," she managed with a breathy voice as his mouth pulled hard on her neck right above the curve of her shoulder, leaving a mark and sending another rush of wet heat between her legs accompanied by a shudder that ran through her entire body, weakening her.

Jacob released his hold on her neck with his mouth, chuckling against her well-suckled skin as he sat her feet back down on the floor, raising his head as he gazed down into her eyes that were filled with the desire he had put there. He knew she must have a million questions for him, and he would answer every one of them in due time. He tipped her chin up with his crooked forefinger, looking deeper into her eyes as he brushed a curl away from her face with his other hand before trailing his fingers down the side of her face and along her marked skin, feeling her pulse race under his fingertips. He softly kissed her wet, parted lips.

"Later, babydoll," he whispered, sliding his hand around her back and finding the end of the bow that held her dress on, tugging on it as his fingers loosened the knot, the long strips of material fluttering down to her sides and exposing the length of her bare skin to the caress of his hot hands, his fingers dipping into the low waist of her dress before slowly gliding back up to her shoulders. He bent his head and pressed his lips to her ear, whispering, "we have more important things to tend to, like my tongue licking every inch of your body."

Madison moaned as she swayed closer to him, her hands gliding down his ribs, along his sides to curl around the waistband of his shorts as he tipped her chin back to look into her eyes, seeing herself in the swirls of blue, green and gold. She had too many questions that needed answers and every single one of them flew out of her head as his fingers softly caressed her skin, his breath fanning her face, as he called her babydoll again. She leaned into him when she felt his hands slide around to her back, untying the bow that held her dress on, his hot hands caressing the length of her bare skin.

Her eyes fluttered close as his hot words against her ear reignited that fire that had been smoldering inside her for the past two weeks, as his fingers dipped into the low waist of her dress, caressing the curve of her lower back. He was taking his dear ol' sweet time getting her undressed when she wished he would just pull her dress up, push her back against the door, slip her thong aside and just fuck her. "Jacob," she whispered, her breath hot against his bare skin as his hands glided back up her smooth flesh to her shoulders. She stood on her tiptoes, kissing the side of his neck, whispering, "it's been too long."

"I know, babydoll. And we don't have to wait any longer," he grated out. He ran his hands over her shoulders and hooked his pinkies under the ruffles, easing them down her arms, watching as the top of her dress caught briefly on her hard nipples before slithering down to her waist and past her hands, her nipples drawing up even harder under his gaze and the brush of his thumbs as he cradled the firm globes in his hands. He bent his head and flicked the tip of his tongue over first one nipple, sucking lightly upon it, and then the other one, drawing it even harder into his mouth, hearing her moan.

He slowly let her nipple pop free of his teeth, licking both again before raising his head. "Oh, fuck, how I missed you, missed your body," he grated out as he slid his hands down her midriff and around, shoving her dress the rest of the way off to pool at her feet as his hands glided down the curve of her bare ass, his fingers digging into the firm globes, catching a glimpse of her lacy lemon yellow thong and the purple crystal flower resting in her navel right before his hot mouth found hers again, his tongue sliding deep as he kissed her hard, lifting her up against him.