Luna throws her head back and laughs. “Done.”
Then she jumps up from her beanbag chair, looks at one of the cameramen and smirks. “Can you change the music to something with a little more… spice?”
One guy sets the camera down, pulls up his phone and scrolls for a second, then a sexy, medium-paced song blares through the speakers.
Luna nods to the beat before her eyes settle on me. Oh God. I should have known. She crooks her finger to me and slowly begins sauntering towards me. I decide to play into it and act like every jerk-off in a strip club, spreading my legs and patting my lap.
The girls laugh, apart from Savannah of course, as Luna closes the distance between us, then climbs into my lap. Holding on to my shoulders, she leans back and moves in a circle before coming an inch from my face and grinding against my lap. In time with the beat, she undoes one button and then another before standing up and sitting in my lap reverse cowgirl. For the girls, or maybe the camera, Luna rips her pajama shirt open, sending the last few buttons flying as she grinds her ass against me.
The girls all cheer, either in shock or encouragement as Luna continues humping and grinding on me, tits fully out, before she turns back around to face me. She smirks at me, cupping her titstogether and shoving them in my face in a taunting way, like I’m not going to fuck with her right back. Her eyes go wide as I drag my tongue through her cleavage.
Screams erupt, but they’ve taken on a more masculine tone. When I pull away from Luna’s chest, I see all the guys standing around with their jaws unhinged.
“Holy fuck. Why didn’t we ditch guys’ night sooner?” Mason asks, running his hands through his hair.
Angel smacks him, and Luna and I laugh as she begins buttoning her shirt with the few buttons she has left.
“If I wasn’t so into dick, I think I’d switch you out for Shane right here and now, bestie,” Luna teases before planting a kiss on my cheek.
I smile. “Maybe we can talk the boys into a switch.”
“Are you really trying to hook me and Landon up? Because I’m sorry, he’s gorgeous, but he’s a little too muscly for me,” Shane says as he approaches us. He drags Luna off my lap, then tosses her over his shoulder and runs to the pool.
She tries to wriggle free of his grasp, but she isn’t quick enough and they both go catapulting in. Mason is the next to grab his girl, followed by Connor and Andrew. Noah goes to Savannah at the same time Landon comes to me.
We cross the patio in no time, then the crisp water is wrapping around us. When we emerge, Landon is grinning at me.
“You know, I’m a pretty fucking jealous guy.”
I laugh. “Yeah? You jealous of Luna?”
“Maybe. I mean, you’ve never licked me like that.” He smiles.
I really want to let it go, but clearly I can’t, and it’s the first thing that comes flying out of my mouth.
“Did you and Savannah fuck?”
Landon is just as surprised as I am. Damn, guess I’m not as good about bottling things up as I used to be. He frowns for a moment, then shakes his head.
“Not since you and I got together.”
I nod and flatten my lips tightly as I push free of him. I begin swimming towards the edge of the pool, but then his arms wrap around my waist, hauling me back into him.
“Wait, are you pissed at me for being with someone before you? Seriously?”
“No, that would make me an asshole,” I sigh as I look away. “It’s not about you being with someone before me; it’s about who it is,” I groan.
Landon nods. “You know how fucking crazy it drove me when you were hooking up with Noah? And then he’d come back to our bunk bed grinning like an idiot and yammering about the details?”
I frown. Ew. I don’t like that. I mean, I know we all talk to friends about who we’re with, but they weren’t really friends. Definitely aren’t now. Something about that just feels too personal, invasive almost.
“You didn’t even like me back then,” I say.
“And you didn’t like me back then either, but it doesn’t matter, because we’re into each other now.”
Fuck, he has a point.
“So what do we do?”
