Chapter 17 Parker
Chapter Seventeen
PARKER
I could barely breathe. With the feel of Luna’s channel clenching around me, her skin soft and damp, I was awash in sensation and lost in the emotion rushing through me. I took several deep breaths, trying to hold still.
She was impatient and rocked her hips toward mine. Yet again, like every moment with her, she held me in thrall. Drawing back, I filled the slick core of her again. I tried to keep my weight off of her, resting on one elbow as we rocked together.
My own release was tightening inside, like a storm building, lightning waiting to strike.
But I needed her to find her release again.
When I felt her begin to tighten, I shifted slightly, reaching between us and giving a subtle pressure over her swollen clit.
Her eyes went wide, and she cried out my name on the heels of another ragged breath.
Only then did I give in and let the lightning strike.
My release slammed through me so hard, my mind filled with static.
I held tight until I stopped shuddering.
When I could gather myself, I rolled over on my side, where Luna collapsed against me, soft and warm.
I liked to think I had some control. I never did with Luna.
Eventually, I felt her move, her palm flattening over my heart where it lunged toward her touch.
She lifted her head where she had curled it against my neck.
I dragged my eyes open to find hers waiting.
She looked bright and alert, almost buzzing with energy.
Unlike me. I was so overcome with what had passed between us, standing was questionable.
My lips curled into a smile as I slid my hand up her back to sift through her curls. “What is it?”
She kissed me on the cheek, practically beaming as she leaned back. “Thank you.”
“Uh, thank you?” I prompted.
Her curls bounced with her nod. “For not freaking out about me being a virgin.” She let out a happy sigh. “That was amazing. All of it.”
I felt almost goofy as I smiled back at her. “Everything with you is amazing.”
I heard the sound of Fuzzy’s claws on the stairs. “Incoming,” I warned her.
He came into the room and bounded on the bed. Luna giggled as she turned to look at him. “Should we walk him? Are you okay, Parker?” she finally asked as I tried to dredge up some kind of energy.
I chuckled. “I’m wiped, to be honest. We do need to walk him, but first, we should get dressed.”
Luna bounced off the bed while I followed at a much slower pace. She went into the bathroom and looked over at me as I followed her, tossing the condom in the wastebasket by the sink.
“Let’s shower, and then we’ll walk Fuzzy,” she announced.
Showering with Luna almost had me ready to take her all over again.
With her skin pink and soap bubbles rolling over it, I loved everything about her and discovered she had more freckles than the ones sprinkled across her nose and cheeks.
When I looped my arms around her from behind and dropped a kiss in the curve of her neck as the hot water rolled down over us, the sound of her giggle spun around my heart.