Page 170 of The Luna Duet


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And there’d been plenty of those close calls.

Frantic kisses cut short because my dad called us. Illicit touches wiped hastily on clothing because Mum’s footsteps sounded down the corridor. We’d been playing with fire these past four months, and I was wound up, frustrated, and beyond fucking ready to take the next step.

“You know what.”

“I do.” I shivered as lust made my skin prickle. “I do know what. But I don’t think you do.”

He swallowed hard again, his voice strangled. “What don’t I know?”

“Well, I have a little problem.”

“What problem?” His eyes changed from trapped to worried. The depth of his concern and caring for me made me suck in a breath and fall all over again. “Are you okay?”

“I have a little debt. A debt that I’d very much like to pay back. Right now.” I licked my lips, deliberately running my tongue slowly, ensuring he became transfixed by my mouth. “It shouldn’t take long...in fact, I’m guessing you’re going to rather like this favour and will finish fairly quickly.”

He groaned. “Stop trying to embarrass me. I can’t help that you twist me inside out and turn me all the way on. I’ve gotten better. I can ride you into two orgasms now before I give in—”

“Oh, yes. You’re very, very generous.”

His eyebrows knitted together. “I don’t like your tone or how close you are.” Planting his hand on my sternum, carefully keeping his fingers off my tingling breasts, he tried to push me back.

I refused to budge, keeping him imprisoned by the scuba cage.

“Damn you, Neri.” He breathed hard, sweat glistening on his temples that had nothing to do with the sun. “I’m begging you, askim. Keep your damn bikini on, cover yourself in suncream, then go and jump overboard.”

I snickered. “That’s a first. Encouraging me into the sea instead of out of it.”

“If it means I can survive today without screwing everything up, then I’m all for it.”

“Would you come in with me?”

His eyes shot black. “I’d love nothing more than to come in you.” He groaned, then pinched the bridge of his nose, doing his best to behave. “But coming in anything else? No chance.”

“Well, then...I suppose I don’t have a choice but to refuse your command.” Dropping to my knees, I blinked up at him as my hands landed on his waistband. “In fact, I have no choice but to submit myself entirely to you in another way.”

The groan that fell from his lips made my toes curl and wetness gush between my legs. “Fucking hell, Nerida.”

His hands landed on mine as I popped his button and tried to unzip him. “We can’t.”

“We can. If we’re quick.”

“But what if they appear and see?” His eyes darkened and he bent over me, fisting my loose hair. “What if your father returns and sees his daughter with her mouth on my cock and me pumping like a maniac down her throat?”

I trembled. “God, Aslan. Just let me—”

“No.”

My breasts ached. My clit throbbed. There was no possible way this was not happening. “I text you that I wanted to do this, remember? The day you told me how hard I made you and how close you came to jerking off. I said I’d suck you dry and swallow every drop.”

His guttural snarl had my heart stopping then leaping headfirst into a fire.

Dropping his head, he smashed his mouth to mine.

Tugging on my hair, he dove his tongue past my lips and practically choked me with how savagely he kissed.

I relished in the position. In the power he had over me. The way I bowed at his feet and he curled over me as if he’d protect me from everything. Everything but himself. His hands yanked and his mouth devoured; I unzipped his shorts and pulled his hard cock out from his tight boxer-briefs before he had enough restraint to break away and haul me to my feet.

“Not here.”

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