Page 157 of The Luna Duet


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Flashbacks of last night worked through me.

She’d promised that we’d be civil and act no differently around her parents. We’d sat outside the front door in the idling Jeep, formulating rules on how this would work.

Rules that I’d hastily come up with as she’d tried to kiss me goodnight. I’d planted my hand over her lips in horror, glancing at the windows where Jack could be peeking. “Anyone could be watching, Nerida. What happens between us, stays between us. Okay? You can’t tell anyone. Not yet.”

She’d scowled and licked my very sensitive palm.

I’d jerked away and fisted the steering wheel. “I mean it. You’re seventeen. You’re still in school. Jack and Anna will never forgive me for this.”

“I’m of legal age for sexual consent, Aslan. They can’t stop us.”

“They can kick me out.”

“They won’t when they realise you’re in love with me.”

“It was their one stipulation, Neri. They kept me safe and hidden, lying on my behalf, supporting me and giving me a job...as long as I kept my distance from you.” I glowered at the slightly-run-down, very well-loved house that’d been my prison and sanctuary for the past five years.

The very real threat of being kicked out of it made my stomach tangle.

“That made sense when I was twelve and you were sixteen. Those four years between us mean nothing now.”

“I’ve still gone behind their back.”

“No, you finally followed your heart.” She smiled softly. “And I followed mine.”

“We won’t tell them until after you graduate.” I rubbed at the tightness in my chest. “We’ll pretend nothing is going on until then.”

“What does that have to do with anything?”

“You’ll be almost eighteen. You’ll start your degree in marine science. We can maybe get our own place.” I pinched the bridge of my nose, seeing all the complications that would unfold from choosing this. Choosing us. “You’d have to sign a lease on your own, of course, and we’d have to make sure I wasn’t listed on any bills, but...I think we could live together. At least, I hope.”

“We could just stay here.”

I threw her a look. “You expect me to live in your parents’ garden even when I’m forty?”

She smiled. “I can’t wait to see you forty.”

“Have a fetish for older men?”

She shivered. “I have a fetish for you.”

I groaned and readjusted my swollen flesh. “Fuck, you have to stop. Go inside and go to bed.” I narrowed my eyes. “And before you ask...you’re going to bed. Alone.”

“Spoilsport.” She pouted deliciously. “If we’re honest and tell Mum and Dad that feelings are involved and not just fucking, they won’t kick you out.”

I stiffened as my heart hammered. “I’m not fucking you.”

“Not yet you’re not.” She leaned across the gearstick and cupped my still-hard cock. “But you’re going to. Regularly, I might add. In fact, I can safely say, we might as well stay naked, Aslan, because I’m never going to want to stop.” She laughed under her breath. “Perhaps when I’m eighty, I might finally have my fill of you, but until then, be prepared to be ravished nightly, daily, and very, very frequently.”

I was literally one stroke from coming again.

Pushing her hand back to her side of the car, I groaned and looked at the ceiling. “Bana ne yaptigini biliyor musun?”

“What did you say?”

I squeezed my eyes closed, desperately trying to remind myself why I couldn’t drag her into the backseat of Jack’s Jeep right in front of her family home. “I said what the hell are you doing to me?”

Her face softened with affection. “I could ask you the same question.” Her hand sneaked toward me again, rubbing against my straining zipper. “Let’s find out, shall we?”

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