Page 97 of Rockwell Academy: The Twist

“The new teacher’s house.”

“A teacher’s house?” I laugh softly. “You’re a wicked guy, Luca. That’s seriously fucked up.”

Rather than worry about this, I love it. It adds to the excitement and he chuckles softly. “I love how happy you are about that.”

“I’m happy wherever you are, Luca.”

My hand tightens in his because I sense Luca craves affection along with solidarity. I am aware he’s a loner – hell, we all are. However, Luca desires acceptance for the man he is and not the job title tagged around his neck. He wishes for intimacy of the mind as well as the body. Somebody to confide in him; somebody who will always be on his side.

I am that person. He speaks to my own desires and now we’re a team, I pity the poor bastard who tries to mess with that.

We reach the house and my heart twists. It’s in darkness which settles my nerves and as we head around the back, the scent of fresh paint hangs heavy in the air.

Luca tries the handle and to my surprise, it opens easily and he grins at the surprise on my face.

“Money talks, princess.”

“How?”

My mouth drops open and he winks.

“I got friendly with one of the painters. He kind of likes earning a bit of cash on the side and readily agreed to leave the door unlocked.”

“You bribed him?” I laugh out loud.

“Why doesn’t that surprise me?”

He shrugs. “Everything is a business opportunity, princess. You don’t get what you want by hoping it falls into your lap. You must make it happen by planning strategically and I wanted you tonight, so I made my move.”

He pulls me through the door into the dark hallway and carefully locks the door behind us.

It’s eerie as fuck being here in this house, especially because we shouldn’t be. It adds another dimension to the excitementand I am shivering with adrenalin and desire and so much expectation.

We wander hand in hand through the newly painted rooms, the scent of paint almost unbearable against the closed windows. The bare boards are loud under our feet and as we head into the bedroom, my eyes fall to the big bed that takes up most of the room.

Luca wastes no time and shrugs out of his leather jacket. The blinds are closed in the room, shutting the entire world out and here, right now, I could be forgiven for believing we are the only ones on the planet.

I waste no time and match his energy as I strip for him, my eyes never leaving him for a second.

It’s a rush of adrenalin as we stand naked in the empty house, gazing at one another like animals circling their prey.

He takes one step toward me, his eyes hungry and devilishly wicked. His cock standing proud as he circles it with his rigid fingers, teasing me, taming him and as he reaches me, I don’t think twice and drop to my knees, my mouth hungry for a taste.

His fingers grasp my hair as he guides my willing lips onto his hard length and as he slides in to the back of my throat, I wrap my tongue around the soft skin, moaning as he fills my mouth.

I hold his balls reverently and caress them as I suck and his low groans of appreciation are the only sounds that I hear.

He thrusts harder, hitting the back of my throat but I take it. I will always take everything he has for me and be grateful for it. Luca has become my world in the shortest of times. He owned my virginity and now he owns my heart.

He pulls out, his breathing ragged and leaning lower he pulls me to my feet and hard against his chest. His lips descend on mine with a passion as he bites down on my lip, pushing me hard against the bed. As my back hits the mattress, he kicks my legsapart and kneels before me, searching for my sodden clit as he returns the favor. My mind is somewhere else entirely as ecstasy floods my system and every lick, touch and gentle bite causes my heart to flutter and my mind to explode.

My entire body shivers as he kisses a trail as he goes and as he settles between my thighs, he pulls me half up to him, flush against my body as he enters me slowly and with purpose, holding my gaze the entire time.

“I love being inside you.” He whispers, his teeth grazing my neck and as he pushes in deeper, my legs wrap around his waist.

“Harder, Luca.” I command him and he pushes in harder and with more desperation, his cock scrapes against my walls, carving his name on them for eternity. He is the sole proprietor of my soul and he would be unbearable if he knew that and as he drives deeper, and with more passion, I fall deeper under his lustful spell than will ever be good for me. We come together like two colliding meteors and as the sparks shower all around us, we fall to earth as one.

Luca and Summer are a force to be reckoned with and if Rockwell Academy was where it all began, it won’t end here. I have never been more certain of anything in my life.

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