That evening as I sat in my room trying to finish up some school work, my mind just would not stay focused. All I could think about was being spread out on the exam table by Luca... for Luca.
I had touched myself many times before and I could never give myself the kind of pleasure he had given me. I wanted more now, waiting until tomorrow would be torturous. I had never really been an ‘oversexual’ person but I had a feeling I would become one with Luca. I would become addicted to his touches, to the pleasure he could give me. My body reacted like he owned it and had trained it.
Those damn hands...those damn lips and that tongue-
UGH. I was starting to feel way too hot. Sticky and frustrated. I pushed my history book away from me and lifted up the bottom of my shirt. As my hand made con
