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She moans, and my eyes travel downward. I can hardly see her vibrator as she moves it in and out of her pussy. I unbutton my pants, trying to give my cock more room.
“Take it out,” she moans, her eyes now on me.
I unzip my pants, pulling my steel cock out. My hand strokes it twice, but my touch is almost painful I’m so hard.
“Tell me you hate me.” She’s breathless, her vibrator slipping out of her pussy to her clit before she dips it back into her wet slit.
“I could never hate you. But I hate myself.” I can clearly see she’s dying inside. I recognize it, because I’m the same. Anger is easier to deal with than being sad. If taking away her pain by making her hate me helps, I’d sacrifice what I’m feeling to do just that.
I’m no longer in this because of my uncle. Deep down, I know I only accepted because of my selfishness. No matter how hard I try, I can’t quit Luna.
“Try to make me hate you then,” she says. Her eyes are crystal-clear; I’d never know Max drugged her. My body wants to go to her. I want to fuck her.
“Use your finger and pretend it’s mine.” My voice is blunt and more abrupt than intended. My fingers coat my precum over the head, and to my satisfaction, she twists her vibrator off, and her fingers circle her clit.
I stroke myself harder, trying to match her rhythm. I wish I could taste her. The thought of her fingers in my mouth after they’ve been inside her has my balls tingling. I step closer and kneel at the end of the murphy bed. I keep stroking myself and blow on her clit. “Pretend it’s my tongue.”
She moans, and I almost empty my load. Images of me marking her has me squeezing my dick into strangulation.
“Don’t ever fall in love with me,” she says as her mouth shapes into an O, and she moans.
I was wrong to let her believe I let her go. She drives me crazy and more out of control than I’ve ever felt. I feel alive. My other hand grasps the bed to help keep me in check.
“I’m not capable of love,” I groan.
“Neither am I.”
I blow on her clit, and all I want is a taste. Each muscle in my body is stiff, ready to combust. I allow my breath to skim up her body, over her perfect little landing strip, to her navel, and circle around her perky nipples. They strain under my attention.
Her hand moves more vigorously over her clit. Her eyelids keep fluttering closed. Her cheeks are flushed. Damn, I want to kiss her. I bet if I slipped two fingers inside her, there would be a light pulse telling she’s ready to explode. Watching her is almost as thrilling as it would be to touch her soft skin. Her fingers move more frantically, and I can feel my balls drawing up.
Her eyes close again.
“Keep your eyes on mine,” I demand. They flash open, and there’s desperation in her expression.
My cum covers my hand as I detonate, and I push my fingers into her mouth as she orgasms moments later. “Next time, you’re taking my cock. Be a good girl and lick my fingers clean.”
Her tongue twirls around my two fingers as she rides out the high she created for herself. This is more erotic than fucking her.
I take her now relaxed hand and suck on the finger she was using. She tastes sweet, and I draw her finger out as I pull mine from her mouth.
Our eyes stay connected. I feel light, like she’s taken all of my stress and made it disappear. I stand, wanting to say something, to tell her this was more than each of us getting off. But I can’t. I go to clean myself off, and when I return, she’s fast asleep.
Chapter 12
Luna
Iwaketothesound of nails and hammers banging together. My hand instantly goes to my head, trying to stop the pounding. The sound stops, and I blink, trying to place my surroundings.
“Good morning, Luna.” Fin walks toward me in only his boxers, and it’s easy to see the outline of his cock. He has this look to him like he knows something I don’t.
I briefly close my eyes, and I try to remember past walking into the mansion. It’s all hazy.
“Why are you so cheerful?” I grumble, moving the hair out of my face and mouth. Have I mentioned I hate mornings? And to make it worse, I’m pretty sure I was drooling.
“It’s just a good day to be alive.”
I lean back and feel something cold and hard under my leg. My hand reaches down to toss whatever it is on the floor, and without any thought, my fingers grasp the object and bring it out from under the covers. I’m about to call Fin out for purposely trying to make me sleep badly by putting something hard in the bed, but my hand freezes. My dildo is out in the open, and Fin’s smirk grows. My head throbs in accordance with my eyes widening as I try to remember why the hell my vibrator is under me.
