Page 8 of Schooling Lucy (Off Limits #1)

L UCY

"Where have you been?"

My mouth twisted in apology as Dina frowned at me through my phone screen. I've been a bad friend. A bad daughter.

My insides turned to liquid.

A bad student.

At least that's what Mr. Drake, or Roman, as he demanded I now call him outside of the classroom - and bedroom - frequently reminded me.

"You're such a bad student making your teacher hard like that."

He spoke those words to me yesterday after I discreetly opened my legs to him while he was at the front of the class. His breathing had gotten heavy, and he immediately went behind his desk to complete the lesson. I wasn't wearing any panties.

After class, he locked me in his private office and ate my ass from behind while I frantically rubbed at my clit. His tongue in my forbidden hole felt too good for me to be embarrassed. It was his fault for putting me in the front of the class, anyway.

"I'm sorry!" I lay on my stomach and propped the phone up on my pillow against the headboard. "School's been full on." I wasn't lying. School has been a lot, especially starting afresh in a new city.

But I couldn't tell her the whole truth...that all my time was spent with Roman Drake. My chemistry teacher. My chemistry teacher who loves it when I gag on his cock and who makes it his mission to get me to squirt in his face.

"I get it," Dina softly replied. She had to start a new school, but our old class had transferred to the neighboring town, so it hadn't been too much of an upheaval for her.

"Anyway, did you end up going on that date with Jack? You weren't too sure last time we talked."

I called her on the day of her big date, excited to see what she was wearing.

Her mood was subdued, and she was being very vague about the details before confessing that she was having second thoughts and might cancel.

She promised to call me the next day, either way, but when I didn't hear back from her by mid-afternoon, I attempted to call her to no avail.

I would've followed up on it if Roman hadn't tied me up in knots after he ate me out in my bathroom.

"No. I, uh, canceled." Dina glanced away briefly, and a look of guilt flashed across her face before her features cleared.

"Huh," I frowned. "Why? You seemed so excited."

Dina shrugged, scratched her nose, and looked around her room, clearly avoiding my gaze.

My eyes narrowed. My usually confident and direct friend was hiding something. Something was up with her. I was sure of it.

"It just didn't feel right. He's a nice guy, but the spark isn't there, you know?"

It was on the tip of my tongue to ask her how she could possibly know if there was a spark without first going on a date, but then my mind jumped to Roman.

Our spark was instant—a meeting of eyes and boom . Our spark could light the city grid. I couldn't imagine ever feeling this way about another guy. I've never even come close. True, there were few options in my small hometown, but there were plenty of guys where I now lived.

Granted, I haven't been able to get close to any of them, not that I would want to.

Roman's possessiveness and jealousy of any male within my vicinity were enough to deter me.

I didn't want him to lose his job, and that would definitely happen if he saw another male so much as breathing on me.

His bubbling greediness of me would spill over until it exploded.

Boom .

There went his career and possibly his freedom to be with me.

Was it healthy? No. But I equally coveted his time. I knew a few female teachers who wanted to date him, and I had a hard time resisting the urge to clutch his hand as I watched them simper at him.

"Well...anyone else at your new school catch your eye? C' mom, there has to be someone." I propped my chin on my hand and shot her a teasing grin.

She matched my smirk and raised her brow. "I could ask you the same thing. Your school's bigger. Any hot boys catch your eye?"

I almost flinched at her use of 'boy.' It implied that I should be interested in age-appropriate boys, as should most straight teenage girls in high school.

"Oh, my god, you're blushing!" She shrieked. "Here you are giving me shit when you're hiding your own mystery boy. C'mon! Spill."

I really wished she would stop saying 'boy,' but I felt my resolve weaken. Dina was my best friend. I usually told her everything. I knew I could trust her, but this wasn't some harmless crush on a boy in my class. This was life-ruining information. If I -

"Oh!" Dina gasped. Her face went red, and she leaned back from her camera. Her eyes were pinned on something behind me.

I turned my head and jumped in fright. "Jesus, Dad!" I scooted up to sit on my knees as I glared at him. "Sneak up much?" I left my door open, but that didn't mean he could just enter.

But he wasn't paying me any attention. His whole focus was on my phone. "What?" I looked from him to my phone in puzzlement.

Dina was looking at anything but her screen. My Dad stared intently at my phone, a muscle ticking in his jaw. There was an unreadable expression on his face. He looked equal parts pissed off and pained.

"Dina," he growled. "How are you?"

Dina rubbed at her shoulder and gave my Dad a tiny, stiff smile. "Fine, Mi - Mr. Thomas."

Dad leaned over and peered into my screen. "Have you been behaving?"

"Dad -"

"Actually," Dina haughtily replied, "Luce and I were just talking about a date I have coming up."

"Uhh...we were?" I asked, my head volleying between the two of them.

My best friend's chin lifted. "I have a date this weekend."

"You do ?" I was so lost.

My Dad leaned forward, his face looking a little red. It reminded me of when I tried to leave the house at sixteen with half my ass hanging out of my shorts. "If that ever happens -"

He abruptly cut off, leaned back, and ran a hand through his hair. He turned to stare at me as the tension drained slowly from him. He fixed me with an overly bright smile and ruffled my hair. I squeaked in protest as I batted his hands away.

"You know what? I forgot to mention that I'm popping into Koby Plains this weekend."

"Huh?" My mouth dropped. I heard Dina's gasp, but I felt like I was stuck in loopy land with the number of bomb drops. Not to mention my Dad's weird behavior. "I thought we weren't going back 'til Thanksgiving?"

My grandparents still lived there, and I had an uncle and aunt that lived a town over with my cousins.

"Your uncle Rob needs someone to help him fix a fence."

I frowned. "Doesn't he have farmhands for that?"

"They're on vacation," he quickly said as he shoved his hands in his pockets.

" All of them?"

"So Luce, you're coming, right?" Dina interrupted. I grabbed my phone and turned it away from my Dad.

Just when I was about to confirm that I would indeed be accompanying my Dad, a text banner popped up at the top of my screen. My eyes widened as I glimpsed at the first half of the text.

Thinking about your sweet cunt and how juicy -

That was all I was willing to read before I quickly swiped the message away. I was breathing hard, scared for a moment that Dina had seen the message. Thank goodness I moved my phone away from my Dad's view.

"Luce." Dina's voice interrupted. She stared at me wide-eyed as if trying to communicate some hidden message. Unfortunately, my mind was firmly in the gutter since Roman texted me.

A whole weekend to myself. With Roman. I could finally do what I'd been dying to do with him since I first walked into his Chemistry class.

Get him to pop my cherry. It's the one thing he's held out on, explaining that he wanted my first time to be special with candles or some shit.

I didn't need that. Whether it's in his back office or his Range Rover.

..I'd let him rail me wherever he liked.

"Sorry, Dee." I pouted at her. "I have a test on Monday.

I was planning on studying this weekend with a study buddy.

" The lie poured easily out of my mouth.

Well, half a lie. I did have a test on Monday, but it was more of a pop quiz than anything serious.

And I did have a study buddy...he was just going to be studying my body.

My Dad's hand came down heavy on my shoulder. "Yeah, it's a good idea for you to get ahead in your studies. I'll only be gone for the night anyway. I'll drive back Sunday afternoon."

If it weren't for my Dad and best friend watching me, I'd do a giddy little dance.

One whole night with Roman. Sleeping in his arms. Waking up with him.

Making breakfast together. Like we were a real honest-to-goodness couple.

Not teacher and student. Nothing taboo or forbidden or secret. For one night, we could pretend.

ROMAN

"Please," my girl whined as she wiggled her naked pussy on my hard crotch. Pre-come leaked from my dick as the heat of Lucy's wetness soaked my jeans.

"Baby," I started as my fingers gripped her grinding ass. But instead of stopping her movements, my finger rubbed at the entrance to her little asshole.

Lucy mewled as she tossed her head back. She stuck her delectable ass out as if she wanted my long digit to breach her puckered hole. Her tits bounced in my face as she continued her movements. I licked at one pouty, hard nipple before sucking it into my mouth.

"Yes!" She gasped. "Suck my titties, Mr. Drake!"

I growled as I opened my mouth wider, taking more of her flesh into my mouth and sucking hard. That was going to leave a mark.

I smiled in satisfaction when I thought of her little conservative t-shirts...with no one knowing that underneath them, her tits were red and swollen from her teacher's mouth.

She ran her hands through my hair and cradled me to her chest. I breathed hotly against her skin, desperate to be with her. A part of her. My mouth trailed hot, wet kisses up her chest, collarbone, and neck before I licked up her cheek and covered her mouth with mine.