“Hey.”He runs his free hand through sun-kissed brunette hair.“Is now a good time to talk for a minute?”
Thump, thump, thump.I swear my heart flips in my chest.It’s acting as foolish as I have and I can’t stop it.
“Of course.”I step back to let him in.He comes into the entryway, smelling like sunscreen and body wash.“Is everything okay?”I close my eyes slowly at the question.Once again feeling foolish.Of course it’s not.Anyone with two open eyes can know that.
“I don’t know.”His eyes search mine, and he holds out a little paper bag to me.“Listen, Luna, I don’t know what happened the other day, but I got you these.I wanted to apologize for upsetting you and replace the shell that broke.I’m sorry I came on so strong.”
I pause for a moment, surprised that he’s the one apologizing.
“Thank you.”I take the bag and look inside.Ten shells, maybe fifteen, all the same kind I picked up the other day.“Thanks, Parker.I—” My throat closes up.“I wanted to apologize too, but I didn’t want to come off badly.I got you—” I go into the living room and get the earplugs, then take them back to him, my face hot.“I was in the middle of writing you a note, actually.I’m sorry we kept you awake.I don’t know how much you can hear from here and I didn’t want it to seem mean to get them for you.I thought it might be funny and—-” My nervous rambling is cut off.My ears hot and my heart still disobeying the rest of me.
“You’ve kept me awake even more since then.”
“I have?”Thump.Thump.My eyes go wide.I’ve been so quiet.
Then he leans in, his strong hand wrapping around my chin, and kisses me.It’s sweet.His touch is soft and my heart slows for a moment.As if not wanting to run away from this.I can’t help sighing into his mouth and deepening the kiss when it feels like he’s going to pull away.
The relief and nearly the act of falling is far too tempting when he kisses me, soft, yet passionate, like he’s been wanting to do this for a long time.
Parker pulls away and bites his lip, his eyes dark and hot.It’s nothing like he looked the other day at the beach.This is all Parker wanting me.I recognize the passion in his eyes and the warmth that flows through me.It ignites like a smoldering fire finally given tinder.
I haven’t felt like wanting myself, but suddenly—there he is.There’s a man I want desperately.A man who brought me shells because he worried about me and kissed me because he wanted to.I could taste it in the kiss.Hewantsme.And I want him.
“I hope that was–” Parker says, voice low and his eyes hungry with a primal desire.
Without second thought, or perhaps no thought even at all, I put my arms around his neck and kiss him again.
My entire body comes alive in his arms.The heaviness disappears from my shoulders.
His hands move to my waist, and he pulls me even closer as he starts to move me backward into the condo.I’m barely able to push the door shut and I feel him smile against my lips as it closes.Suddenly, I’m hot all over and lust fills every thought that comes to me.
I need him.His hands that slip up my shirt.I need his lips that fall down my neck.I need his warm breath and the masculine moans that fall from his full lips.His lips find mine again and I mold my lips to his, parting them, tasting him and giving in to the desire fully.The kiss deepens as we go until I don’t care where he’s taking me.We could go anywhere at all, and it wouldn’t matter as long as he kept touching me.
Next thing I know, Parker’s laying me out on the couch, pushing my shirt over my head as he goes.His skin on mine is everything.My body sensitized and needy.I want to keep kissing him, but there’s fabric in the way, so I pitch in.Parker’s clothes seem more important than mine to get off, and we’re both so focused on it that it only takes a minute before we’re both naked.The clothes are recklessly tossed and my legs spread for him.Bared to him and aching for his touch.
Parker towers over me on the couch, his gaze searing over my skin, and then his mouth is back on mine.
Then his lips move to the side of my neck.
Then down to my pebbled nipples.
I arch into the sensation of his tongue circling my nipples and his lips teasing them, and then he dips lower and lower and lower until the tip of his tongue flicks against my clit, and then I can’t think anymore.The pleasure rocks through my body like a slow wave and I grip his shoulders to keep myself steady.
It’s too good to be touched this way.Worshipped this way.It’s a deep, intense pleasure that takes control of my whole body.I find his hair with my hands and dig my fingers in, gently pulling him up and whispering his name.I need him closer and closer and closer.
Finally, I need him even closer than he has been, and Parker crawls up over me.
“Please fuck me,” I say into his ear as he finds his angle between my legs.Precum coats the head of his cock.My lips part at the sight of his length.Holy Fuck.I only have a moment before he presses himself into me.“God, you feel so good.”
“You feel like heaven,” he says back, voice husky and broken.The words end in a groan as he pushes deeper inside me.The slow ache is everything I needed and more.A slight pinch of pain but the pleasure is so intense, I can hardly breathe.
He rocks into me, his lips still on my neck leaving opened mouth kisses, his hands gripping my hips as he fucks me with deep steady strokes.Every nerve ending is lit on fire.
Oh, god, he feels even better than heaven.He feels right for me in every way.He feels like the perfect fit, with just enough stretch to remind me I’m alive and just the right shape to hit that spot inside me that makes me feel like my thoughts don’t exist beyond this moment and my nerves are swimming in an ocean of pleasure.Every beat of my heart pushes them deeper into me, and I rock my hips against Parker’s.
It doesn’t take long for the sofa to groan as he thrusts harder and harder.My lips part with strangled moans and I can’t help how I hold onto him, desperate for more and yet so close to the edge.
“I’m gonna come,” he murmurs, sounding like he barely remembered the words.“Luna.I’m gonna come.”
