Julian (Trinity Academy 4)

“She just said she’s happy for me and that I deserve a chance at happiness.”

I smile widely at the words. “She’s right.”

I begin folding the clothes and placing them in the bag Julian just put down on the bed.

He pauses and watching me closely, he asks, “When we’re done loading everything in the car, would you like to go for a piano lesson?”

I glance down at the shirt in my hands and swallow before I answer, “Sure, sounds like a good idea.”

Julian takes his phone from his pocket, and I watch with a frown as he dials a number.

“Afternoon, it’s Julian. Can you clear the music center at two for me?” My eyebrows pop up. “Thank you.”

When he tucks the phone back in his pocket, I say, “You didn’t have to do that. We only need the one studio.”

Julian just smiles at me. “We only have thirty minutes. Let’s get this done.”Chapter 38JulianWhen we have Jamie’s belongings loaded in my car, we walk down the path leading to the music building. I place my arm around her shoulders and draw her against my side, pressing a kiss to her hair.

Students stare as we pass them, and then a group of girls approaches us. “Jamie, we haven’t seen you in a while,” the one says as her eyes dart between us before resting a couple of seconds too long on me.

“Uh… yeah,” Jamie answers, her voice tight, which tells me she’s not friends with them.

“We should have lunch,” the girl says.

I have to search my memory for her name and which family she belongs to.

Cynthia Healey? No, that’s her mother’s name.

Giving up on trying to remember the girl’s name, I keep my tone professional, as I say, “Miss Healey, you’ll have to excuse us.”

I begin to walk, and when she doesn’t move, my expression turns to a scowl. “Move.”

“Oh, sure.” She finally moves out of the way.

I feel irritated, and when we reach the building, I ask, “Do you know them?”

“No, I only spoke to them once,” Jamie says, sounding annoyed. “I’m really going to throat punch her. There’s just something about her that aggravates the living hell out of me.”

Unable to stop, I chuckle at her response. When she glances up at me, I say, “Trust me to fall madly in love with a spit-fire.”

“Yeah?” she grins, the other girls now forgotten.

Walking into the studio, I shut the door behind us and lock the door, so we won’t be disturbed.

“Are you going to teach me something new today?” Jamie asks as she walks to the piano.

“Hold up.” She pauses and turns back to me as I move toward her. Standing in front of her, I say, “I need you naked for what I want to show you.”

She begins to laugh, then takes a step back. The smile on her face is absolutely stunning as she wiggles out of her underwear and sweatpants. Her expression changes as desire settles on her face.

When she pulls her shirt over her head, I close the distance between us and bring a hand to her jaw. My mouth crashes down on hers, and the kiss quickly turns heated and breathless.

Breaking the kiss for a moment, I push her back until we reach the bench. “Sit on the piano with your feet on the bench.”

“I really like this lesson,” she teases as she sits down.

I place my hand on her thigh as I climb over the bench. Taking a seat between her legs, I look up at her, drinking in how breathtaking she looks with her lips parted before I lower my eyes to her abdomen.

Leaning forward, I press a kiss to the inside of her thigh before I move to her opening, and I begin teasing her with my tongue.

She gasps when I nip at her bundle of nerves, and then I suck and nibble until her thighs are shaking under my hands, and she explodes over my tongue.

Sitting back, I remove a condom from my pocket and unzip my jeans. In a hurry to be inside her, I push the fabric down and freeing my cock, I roll on the condom.

I rise to my feet and wrap an arm around Jamie’s waist, lifting her to my body. I move us to the side of the piano and set her down on top of the dark wood.

Her breaths are still rushing from her parted lips as I position my cock at her entrance, then I growl, “Hold on to me.”

She shifts as close to me as she can, wrapping her arms around my neck, and then I thrust forward and sinking into her warmth, my breaths falter.

Being inside Jamie, there’s no feeling in the world that can rival it.

Locking eyes with her, I keep the pace hard and fast. The sounds of our pelvises meeting fill the room, along with moans of pleasure, and it sounds like music to my ears.