Call Me SIr

Chapter 15

The rest of the class passes by without a hitch and I manage to slip out of the room at the end of the

class thanks to a fellow student asking Lucas questions. I catch his eyes as I’m leaving and watch as

they darken, clearly pissed that he wasn’t able to stop me from leaving.

I can’t help but other analyse everything, I know I’m already in too deep but what am I going to do, we

already can’t keep our hands of each other, we can’t make it through the class without anything

happening, pretty soon somebody is going to catch on to what’s happening if we’re not careful.

Oh lizzie you’re so fucked I think to myself as I pull my coat tighter around my body.

I almost reach the train station as a black car pulls up beside me, I pick up my pace as the horn beeps

on the car and I hear the familiar deep voice call out;

“can an offer you a lift home?” as I glance back, he’s smirking that signature smirk at me.

“honestly it’s no issue Sir, almost at the train station, then a nice easy ride home” I smile at Lucas, not

wanting to him to go out of his way for me

“well you’ve already slipped out of my reach today, and you forget how close we live to each other,

seems silly you getting a train when I’m going to when you need to get too” Lucas opens up his door,

almost stepping out of his car

“okay, okay. You make a point, I didn’t realise we lived so close to each” I bite my lip hoping he believes

my lie, of course I know how close he lives to me, I went to his house. I’m almost kicking myself at the

stupid remark, he’ll see right through me.

Lucas looks disappointed as I climb into the car, muttering a single word “one” RêAd lat𝙚St chapters at Novel(D)ra/ma.Org Only

I glance at him, confusion clear “one?”

“Yes, Lizzie. One. Let that number reach five for the times you have lied to me or disobeyed me and I’ll

have no option but to punish you” He presses the button that locks all the doors and I can’t help but

swallow loudly, will I ever learn not to piss him off? or maybe, just maybe I want him to punish me.

I watch as his eyes darken, realising I had spoken my thoughts out loud again, why do you keep doing

this around him Lizzie? For hells sake. I sink lower in the seat, trying to hide the blush that had crept

onto my face.

“Maybe you want me to punish you?” Lucas groans as he repeats my words. “oh, pet you really don’t

know what you’re doing to me” I watch as his hands tighten on the steering wheel, knuckles turning a

snow white.

I sit a little straighter, daring myself to confront him and not to hide, can’t back down from what I have

said, best to tease the devil. “So, Sir?” I smile sweetly at him, flipping my hair to side as I angle my

body towards him.

“What exactly am I doing to you” I bite my bottom lip drawing his eyes down to them.

“Or perhaps the better question for you Sir, what would you like me to be doing to you?” I smile once

more, placing my hand on my thighs, smirking as I see his eyes flicker down to my legs.

“I suggest if you want to make it home in one piece you stop trying to distract me, because two things

will happen Lizzie. A you distract me so much that I end up crashing or B I pull over and in show you

just what I want you to be doing.

“is that a challenge Sir?” I hear him swear under his breath, fuelling my actions even more.

“do you really want me to explain what you are doing to me Pet? Would you like me to explain all the

dirty dark thoughts I have running through my mind? The different positions I’m imagining you in?” he

growls eyes flickering to me once more

“Would you like me to tell you how much restraint its taking me to not pull this car over, the have you

straddle my waist so I can bite that lip instead of you, so I can set your veins on fire, so I can make you

crave even more of my touch?” It was my turn to groan, the sound slipping from my lips as I picture the

image that Lucas was painting for me.

“But no, I can’t because I’ve told myself we’ll take this slow, told myself that I won’t scare you away.

We’ll take this at the pace you want. Yet here you are, teasing me, making it so hard to keep the

promises I have made” he looks pained as he shifts gears, taking off onto the estate that we live on.

“What if I don’t want you to take it slow, Sir? What if I want this at the same pace you do? I’m not so

innocent you know? I’m not going to break under your touch” My words come out quietly, scared to

take this too far, to push him too far.

“I’m your teacher, Lizzie. It’s bad enough that I can’t keep away from you, that I can’t stop kissing you.

If I take it to the next level, there’s no going back. That’s it” his car slows into a stop in front of his house

as the engine switches of I see him take a deep breath.

“I know there’s no going back, Lucas. I know what I’m asking”

Lucas turns to face me; I see the conflict clear on his face. “Lizzie, please”

“Sir, please. I know what I want, I’m old enough to make my own decisions”

“Lizzie” just a single word leaves his lips, and I can hear the promise of something more, I know he’s

hanging on my every word, waiting for me ask, waiting for me to give him confirmation.

I muster all the strength I have as I glance at him, taking a deep breath, choosing my next words very

carefully.

“Why don’t you invite me inside, Sir?”