“You did not just pull a condom from that cushion.”
I turn to see an exasperated look on Luna’s face at my antics, I just wink as I roll it on and position myself at her entrance.
“Aren’t you glad I did,” I tease as I stroke myself against her folds.
“God, yeah,” she moans in response.
Then I slam in all the way home.
Fuck.
I have to hold for a minute to give us both a second. Tightening my grip on her hips I slowly pull out and slam back inside. I can’t tell whose grunts are who’s right now, I just know we are lost in bliss together. I don’t speed up, wanting to drag this out. I cover her body with mine, wrapping myself around her, gripping her tits as I rut into her like a beast.
I need more, and I need her to come again before I do, so I lean back bringing her with me. Looking out over her shoulder I see a couple far out in the water taking us in.
“Baby girl seems we’ve got an audience, why don’t you cup those titties of yours whilst I ravage you, show them what we’re rocking, ey?”
I don’t wait for her answer as I find her clit, pinching, as I thrust into her faster and harder. One of her hands cups her boob as the other lifts back gripping me on the back of my neck.
Holy shit.
That is a show. Fuck I’d love to see this played back.
I’m close, and the second her pussy clamps tightly around my dick I’m pushed over the edge, coming for what feels like forever, making sounds I’ve never made before.
Best fuck ever.
I slowly pull out and take care of the condom, she lays down beside me and I use one of the towels to clean her up.
“What are you doing?” she asks, looking at me strangely.
“I honestly have no idea. You make me do crazy things my goddess.”
“Goddess huh?”
“Yeah.”
I lower myself over her meeting her lips.
“You’re addicting Luna Steele,” I murmur.
“Right back at you,” she replies, “Now feed me so we can go again.”
Yes please.
Marry me?
CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX
(Luna)
That was the best weekend I’ve had in a long time. We ended up spending the night at the beach house, having sex everywhere possible. We couldn’t get enough of each other.
We’re heading back to the Academy early on, I needed to figure out where I stood after everything with Wren, and Oscar wanted to head into the lab whilst it was empty. He pulled into a small diner near campus and I followed in behind him. I’m glad I packed a pair of yoga pants in my bag yesterday with my oversized tee, as a just in case, because I definitely needed them now. I wouldn’t be able to walk in here with just a bikini on, and I’d opted to pack my leathers away too.
Following his lead inside I was starving and ready for something with actual substance. He held the door open for me thinking he was a gentleman, bowing and shit, and I should have realized then that there was a reason for it.
“Oscar I’m about to knock you out just get over here,” rumbles Roman from the corner booth.
I raise my eyebrow at Oscar who looks sheepish.
“I was worried if I’d told you this was Sunday tradition you wouldn’t have come.”
“You would be right.”
I wouldn’t have, but I’m here now and I’m not mad.
“But I’m starving Oscar so I can deal for now.”
Worried I might change my mind he places his hand on the bottom of my back and guides me towards the others.
As we near the table they stand, motioning me to sit in the middle of the booth with Kai and Parker on either side, and Roman and Oscar taking the ends.
“We haven’t ordered yet,” Kai says breaking the silence, and hands me a menu.
“What’s good here?” I ask, not raising my head from the pages.
“You,” they all say in sync.
Oh my god. I’m actually fucking blushing. I do not blush. I lift the menu to cover my face.
“I meant to eat.”
“Still you,” calls Oscar, making the others chuckle.
Even Roman isn’t clipping him round the ear.
Acehole.
I don’t think it’s possible to sink any further into my seat. I can actually feel the heat in my face. Parker peeks his head around the menu, taking me in.
“Luna Steele are you blushing?” he asks with a chuckle.
The glare I send his way has him back pedaling. He lifts his head looking around the table.
“Nope, no blushing around here guys,” he says with a shit eating grin on his face.
I’m starting to think he’s the worst of the group. I go to pinch his leg, but he catches my hand before I even get close. Threading his fingers through mine and raising my hand to place a gentle kiss on my knuckles.
How does he always get away with so much PDA? I don’t usually like it, but his innocent face has me unable to reject him. It should feel strange holding his hand after I spent the night with Oscar, but it really doesn’t. A hand on my thigh also gains my attention, and I look to the source meeting Kai’s eyes already on me.
“They do the best pancakes here Sakura,” he says, then plants a kiss on my cheek.
“I feel left out,” grumbles Roman, and I can’t help but chuckle.
I arrived with Oscar and now have physical contact with both Parker and Kai. The other guys chuckle, which seems to make it worse. I lean forward over the table, and hint for him to move closer too. Which he does in an instant. Without needing to do or say anymore, he’s forcing his tongue into my mouth, branding me in front of everyone. Fuck, it’s even hotter with Kai and Parker touching me, even though it’s light petting. Turning it up a notch and adding Oscar to the mix would be a dream.
God, I
