Chapter 8
LUNA
I squeeze my thighs together. “Cole.”
He lifts his head, and his eyes are black as coal, sparkling.
I can’t believe I just stripped in front of him. I was shaking the whole time. I’m trying to be confident and go after what I want, but I’m about to cave in.
He asks patiently, “What’s wrong, Luna?”
My thighs grip him tighter, and he smiles. “Talk to me.”
I raise up on my elbows. “You don’t have to—” I gesture to where he’s lying between my legs. “Uh, you know.”
His eyebrows lift in surprise. “Have to? Baby, I’m salivating here, hoping and praying you don’t want me to stop.”
I bite my lip. “No one has ever, uh, had their mouth there.”
He groans and lets his forehead drop to my stomach. I feel his body shake with the trembling breath he takes, and then he lifts his head again. “Please, let me.”
I nod, and he wastes no time burying his head between my thighs. He kisses and licks me, and I lie back, letting him take control.
It feels good, and I let my body relax, but as soon as I do, his lips wrap around my swollen clit, and I jerk at the touch.
My fingers claw into the mattress, my feet arch, and my muscles pull.
I can’t hold back the moan that escapes, and then Cole is relentless.
It’s like he’s discovered my magic buttons and he knows exactly what to do to take me to the very edge.
The orgasm comes fast and hard. My whole body tenses at the sensation, and just when I think it’s over, he intensifies the pressure, and I’m falling off the cliff again.
Eventually, when I can’t take any more, I pull at his shoulders, and he climbs up my body. His mouth is glistening from my arousal, and when he leans down to kiss me, the taste of him and me brings this to a whole other level.
He pulls away and looks into my eyes. “I don’t want anything between us,” he grunts, and it sounds almost caveman-like. “I need to feel you bare, wrapped around me.”
I cup his cheek. “I’m on the pill, and I’m safe.”
He clenches his eyes. “Do you want to have babies one day? Tell me you want to have kids.”
I smile because the thought of having kids with Cole feels like a dream that I don’t want to wake up from. But still, I can’t let myself go there. Not yet. “Remember, we’re not talking about the future tonight.”
He frowns but covers it up. “Okay.” He nods. “Well, I’m safe, Luna. I’ve never been bare in anyone.”
I flinch because just the thought of him with another woman makes me insanely jealous. It’s on the tip of my tongue to ask about the others, but I slam my mouth shut.
He groans, and it’s then I realize that I’m practically rubbing my pussy against him, begging him to be inside me. “Yes, bare.”
He fists his cock, and I know I shouldn’t look, but I do. His manhood is hard, thick, and to be honest, a little scary. “Please… go slow.”
He stops and looks at me. “Baby, I won’t hurt you.”
I nod, and he lines himself up at my entrance. Slowly, he enters me, and the whole time he’s watching my face. I don’t dare flinch or frown in pain for fear that he may stop.
He groans, and his body trembles. “You’re so fuckin’ tight, Luna. You’re ready for me. You’re soaked, baby.”
He slowly enters me and grunts. “You’re sucking me in. You want this, don’t you?”
He gets a few more inches in, and I whimper. My eyes close as I savor the feeling, but he stops suddenly. “Eyes on me. I need you to look at me.”
I open my eyes and look into his black orbs. Watching him take me is intense. I watch all the emotions on his face, and it brings me a comfort like nothing I’ve felt before.
My hands go to his shoulders. I lift my legs, wanting him deeper, heck, as deep as he can go. “Don’t stop,” I beg him.
He groans and slides the rest of the way in, impaling me.
When he’s all the way in, he stops and waits for me to adjust.
I start to move first, and it’s like it strikes a match because soon he’s thrusting in and out of me. He’s cooing my name, telling me how beautiful and perfect I am. He’s not just having sex with me. This is something way more intense.
And the whole time, he’s looking into my eyes, and it’s like something unseen wraps around us, binding us together. The moment feels bigger than both of us, and a tear breaks free and trails down my face.
He slows his strokes. “You okay?”
I nod, not the least bit embarrassed. “This is just… I dunno… do you feel it?”
He nods and leans down to kiss me. “Yeah, honey, I feel it too. Come with me. Can you do that for me? And then I’m going to hold you the rest of the night.”
I want to come again for him, but I don’t know if I can. “I don’t think—”
He takes it like it’s a challenge. He reaches between us and strokes my sensitive clit. It takes no time before the orgasm takes over, even more intense this go around.
He grunts his release, and I feel him twitching as he shoots his seed deep inside me.
He falls forward to his elbows, hovering over me, but I want to feel him against me.
I practically pull him down to settle his weight over me, and it’s not until we’re flush against each other that I breathe easier.
He rolls to his back, taking me with him so I’m sprawled out over his body.
My head is resting on his chest, and the fast thumping of his heart is right under my cheek.
Lost for words, I just lie here, not sure what to do next.
Truth is, I want to lie here and revel in the feeling, but another part of me wants to get up and run. This feels too big now, and I can see myself getting hurt.
His arms wrap around me like he’s heard my thoughts. “Luna.”
I trace my finger along his tattooed arm. “Maybe I should go.”
He chuckles. “You’re not going anywhere.”
I lift my head to look at him. “That was…”
He strokes my cheek softly. “Everything.” He sounds almost choked up. “That was everything, Luna.”
His words have a calming effect. Maybe this isn’t just one-sided. Maybe something could come of this, but I don’t want to talk about it now. The night isn’t over, and I’m not ready for it to end anyway. “Cole, I wanna stay tonight.”
He nods and wraps his arms around me, locking his hands behind my back and sighing in unabashed contentment.
He holds me tightly. “I want you to stay, Luna. More than anything.”
I close my eyes, snuggle into him, and feel myself drifting into sleep. I’m going to save the big decisions for tomorrow. Tonight I’m going to lie in Cole’s arms and imagine what our future could look like.