Page 344 of The Luna Duet


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She would always come first.

Always.

And I just had to trust myself that I deserved this. That my new life wouldn’t just vanish like my old one. That this was where I was supposed to be.

“Kiss me, Aslan Avci. Prove to me that our life together begins now. That this is just our start, and what an exciting start it is.” Raising her chin, Neri smiled softly as I stepped into her and pressed my mouth to hers.

“Your wish is my command, askim.”

Her lips parted, and I groaned as her arms looped around my waist, tucking herself against my hips, pressing her belly to my rapidly hardening erection.

Fuck, this girl.

She had a spell permanently woven over me.

She had to.

There was no other explanation for how quickly she turned me on and how connected we were on every level. Spiritually, sexually, steadfastly, eternally.

Our tongues danced. Our noses nudged. And when she nipped my bottom lip, I grabbed the hem of her hoodie, ready to rip it off her—dirty apartment or not—but she broke our kiss and grabbed my hand. “Next room.”

Dragging me dazed and aching into the falling-down forest-coloured kitchen, she whispered, “Kiss me.”

I obeyed.

Losing myself in her all over again, I backed her against the damaged cutlery drawer and ground my cock against her belly.

We were both panting when she pulled away and took my hand again.

She didn’t speak as she dragged me down the corridor and into the abhorrent pink bathroom. “Kiss me.”

I smiled. “Öp beni.”

“What’s that?”

Cupping her cheeks, I backed her against the vanity. “Kiss me.”

Her crystal-blue gaze dove into mine as she breathed, “Öp beni, Aslan.”

My mouth crashed on hers, making her spine arch toward the grimy tap as I kissed her exquisitely hard. Hearing her speak my tongue did things to me. Violent things.

Her right leg hooked over my hip as she rocked against me. I dry-humped against her, remembering all the times this friction was all we permitted ourselves and all the moments I’d come in my shorts just because I couldn’t control myself.

She cried out as my zipper rubbed against her clit.

I lost another piece of my sanity, ready to yank up her dress and sink inside her, soap scum be damned.

Breathing hard, she pushed me away, took my hand, and guided me down the corridor.

I could barely walk with my hard-on.

My eyes were hazy. My ears ringing.

I needed more.

I needed everything.

Dragging me into the spare bedroom, she threw her arms around my shoulders, kissing me before I could kiss her. I lost another shred of my humanity as I slammed her against the dirty wall and fisted both hands in her hair.

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