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“Aiden,” she begs quietly. “I-I’m—”

I cover her mouth as her body quakes, and exhale into her mouth as my body does the same. My orgasm wracks my body, and it’s intensified by the way Luna shakes beneath me. I rest my sweaty forehead in the crook of her neck and prolong the intense pleasure when I straighten my legs and fill her completely. she bites my shoulder, and it sends another rush of pleasure down my spine. I grunt, feeling replete and sated.

Luna pants, working hard to catch her breath. I brush her hair from her face, stroking my thumb over her sweat-damp cheek, taking her mouth in a fire-hot kiss. Slowly bring her down.

“Well,” she exhales. “That was…”

I grin against her mouth and relax. “Not sure we were quiet,” I admit. “Think your dad will walk in here with a shotgun?”

She slips her hands into my hair and pulls my mouth to hers. She shakes her head. “You’re safe,” she giggles. I don’t want to move, but I have to get back to my room at some point and get some sleep. And with my luck, Luther’s waiting for me outside.

“I need to get going,” I murmur. “I can’t stay.”

Wrapping her arms around my neck, she replies, “A little while longer.” She moves her hips. “You’re still hard.”

I’m always fucking hard when it comes to this woman. She arches her neck, seeking my mouth and I oblige, kissing her like my life depends on it. We make out like the horny not-teenagers we are, and before I have the chance to roll over, Luna scissors her legs with mine and how she manages to flip us, I don’t know. She straddles me and I hold her hips, straining to keep quiet when she rides me, swirling her hips. She leans back, her hands on my thighs and I watch as she takes me inside her body. “Again?” I ask quietly. Which is a feat.

She sits upright and then leans over me, her wild hair falling around us. “Always,” she whispers. We’re a sweaty mess all over again, and this time it’s Luna who’s taking her pleasure from me. My body strains towards her, savoring the points we touch. The places we connect. I cut on the soft flesh of her neck, and hold the round, tight globes of her butt while she bounces up and down, making sweet, little sounds of rapture. The mattress squeaks beneath us, and I try to slow Luna’s movements down, but she’s not having it. I cup the back of her head, keeping her mouth close to mine to catch her noise, my noise. My heart hammers away in my chest, and when we crash over that sharp edge of pure lust, I’m right there to catch her, my arms banded around her torso as I thrust into her from the bottom. She sags against me, breathing hard. “I love you,” she says against my damp skin. I turn my head at the same time she does, and it’s in her eyes. Her submission, her admission.

“Forever isn’t long enough,” I tell her. Her smile is brilliant, but tired, and I help her roll onto her side, grunting at the feel of losing her warmth. I wipe her face just as she brushes her fingers over my lips. “Think Luther is still waiting for you?” She teases, breathless.

“I fucking hope not,” I reply. “Thank fuck he can’t talk, he’d rat me out.”

Luna laughs into my shoulder and shakes her head. “Sneaking around has its benefits,” she tells me.

“You were hot for it,” I raise a brow. “Is sneaking around your kink? Doing it in places we shouldn’t?”

“Might be one of my fantasies,” she admits softly.

“Oneof your fantasies?” I ask. “This is news to me.”

She hums, the sound soft and feminine. “I can’t tell you the rest while we’re here, though. It’ll only get us in trouble.”

I groan. “It’s bad enough we’ll be sleeping separately for the next week.”

She snickers, and reaches for the discarded shirt, slipping it back over her head. “Think of it as delayed gratification.”

I shoot her a look. “This is hard enough as it is.”

She starts sliding her hand down my torso, but I quickly grab her wrist, and warn her, “Don’t. You’re fucking killing me.”

She lets out a breath. “Fine. Those fantasies will have to wait until we get home, Mr. West.”

Her laughter follows me when I pull my pajama bottoms back on and sneak out of her room later that night. And thank all the gods, Luther is nowhere to be found when I pad my way down the hallway back to my room. This week is going to be hell. I just know it. I grab my phone and send Luna a quick text.

Tomorrow night you can sneak intomyroom.

Her reply is instant.

Deal ;)

Chapter Four: Sneaking around like naughty teenagers

Luna

My eyes flutter open, and it takes me a minute to orient myself. I stretch, feeling the delicious aftereffects of Aiden’s late-night visit between my legs. I smile and laugh to myself. We were like naught children last night, and I loved it. I check my phone for the time. It’s still early, and I know my parents won’t be awake yet. I quickly roll out of bed and grab a change of clothes. I open my bedroom door, check the hallway, and with light steps, I sneak into Aiden’s bedroom. He’s busy rifling through his suitcase, and when he hears the door, he looks over his shoulder. His eyes give me once-over, but his expression remains impassive. It’s his eyes, however, that give him away. taking in my bare legs, and my bra-less state, they flare with want.

“You determined to get us caught?” He asks roughly.

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