Page 84 of Rockwell Academy: The Twist

I get no other warning than that as he unleashes an attack on my senses, his mouth finding mine, grazing my lip with his teeth, his fingers tangling in my hair as he demonstrates exactly what is on his mind.

Not that I’m complaining. To be honest, this has been a long time coming and as we kiss with hunger, all thoughts of my brother leave my mind completely.

Kissing Luca is like tasting something you realize is bad for you, but you couldn’t give up if you tried. He smells of decadence and depravity and I’m kind of addicted to that.

His hand rests against my hip, respectful but reminding me it’s there and as we kiss under the stars, this night couldn’t get any better at all.

After a while, we pull away and he reaches for the discarded bottles of beers, holding one to my lips, his eyes gleaming as he whispers, “I want to see you drink this.”

“Why?”

He grins and with a toss of my eyes, I wrap my lips around the bottle and stare at him as I tip the liquor down my throat.

His eyes flash with desire and I play to the crowd. My lashes fluttering against my cheeks, a small groan of appreciation leaving my lips.

“Fuck!” He shakes his head and yet he can’t tear his eyes away from me as I pull the bottle out with a pop and press it to his. “Your turn.”

He opens his mouth and I feed him alcohol, our eyes connected as well as our wishes and I’m aware I won’t be ableto hold out much longer. I want Luca and I want him to be the slayer of my virginity. And if I’m honest, I want it to be tonight.

He finishes the beer and makes for my lips, the taste of beer heavy on his tongue as he kisses me deeply. I press against him, desperate for more and it’s getting pretty damn heavy out here, which is more frustrating than a delight.

“Luca.” I gasp as his lips leave mine. “This is moving on quickly. I’m a—well, um–”

He smiles softly. “I know.”

He reaches out and strokes my face with a light touch and says softly, “You won’t be for much longer, angel. I can guarantee that.”

My blood heats and my pussy clenches as his meaning is clear.

He says softly, “Don’t be afraid. I have a feeling you won’t mind it at all.”

“It’s a lot.” I admit and he nods, resting his forehead against mine, somehow creating an intimacy that transcends the passionate kisses.

“You get to choose, angel.”

“Choose?” I’m confused, and he smiles.

“When and where. How far we go and if you’re ready or not?”

“So, tonight is out of the question, then?”

He grins. “If that’s what you want, I’m at your service.”

“Really.”

I’m probably going to regret my hastiness, but knowing Siri and Jack are so close because of what they shared, makes me kind of anxious to get that with Luca. I want to know. I want to experience what it’s like to be so intimate with a guy it shuts the rest of the world out.

He nods. “I can make it happen.”

“But where? It definitely can’t be in my brother’s house and Willow Tree House is a definite no because the walls are paper thin and word would soon get back to Frankie.”

“Leave it with me, but Summer–” I gaze into his eyes at the grave tone that came from nowhere.

“What?”

“You can back out at any time. I want to be clear on that.”

My heart softens as he says all the right things and a flicker of electricity shoots through me right to my core.

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