Chapter 39
SUMMER
I t’s somehow different tonight. After what happened in The Claiming, it’s more of a getting to know you kind of vibe. The couples are huddled together trying to figure things out from here, and we are no different.
Luca grabs us a couple of beers from the bar and jerks his head to the door outside.
I follow him out and we tuck ourselves in the corner, seizing a couple of chairs with cushions, intimate but comfortable.
He touches his bottle with mine and says with a wicked smile. “To us and all good things from now on.”
“To us.” I can’t tear my gaze away from him and he leans forward and rests his arms on his knees, staring me deep in the eyes as he whispers, “This kind of changes things.”
“In what way?”
I almost can’t breathe as he smirks, “We are free to be together and as a couple that brings with it a certain privilege.”
“Does it?” I shrug. “If you say so. I’ve yet to be convinced.”
“Then allow me to convince you.”
He grasps the bottle from my hand and sets it on the nearby table, and I swallow hard. There is a complex look in his eye I have yet to figure out. He tugs me so I leave my chair and I find myself on his lap.
“Luca, for fuck’s sake–” I glance quickly at the house and he grins, running his thumb against my lips, staring into my increasingly lust-filled eyes.
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 able to 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.
“Tonight it is.”
I blush and he strokes my face gently, staring almost lovingly in to my eyes as he whispers, “I’ll meet you at the door to the basement of Willow Trees House at midnight.”
“Midnight?”
Why does that sound so romantic?
“Yes.” He inserts his finger into my mouth and groans as I suck it in deeper.
“I know of a place we won’t be disturbed.”
“Is it safe?”
I’m anxious and he nods, a wicked grin spearing his lips.
“It is. But it involves a short ride away from the academy.”
“What if we’re caught leaving?”
“We won’t be.”
He smiles. “So, until midnight. Perhaps we should rejoin the party and show our faces.”
“Perhaps we should.”
As I stand, he joins me and reaches for my hand, and I tremble inside.
It’s so different now. Even before we are intimate I sense a close bond with Luca I never understood the strength of before.
If I’m feeling this now, what the hell will it be like after he takes something I have held onto for far too long already?
Waiting for him.
My heart tells me it was always meant to be him.