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"N-not here, he stammers, although I know he won't turn me away.
I shake my head. "Please. Let me." I pull his erection out, seeing him rock-hard and red with need. I lick the tip, tasting the dollop of precum there. Placing my lips around the head, I suck until I get as far to the base as I can.
Roman's head tilts back to the wall, the back of his head knocking against it as he lets out a tortured groan. "Shiiiiiit."
I lick him faster, hollowing out my cheeks and sucking him hard. My hand goes down to the base, cupping his balls and giving them a small tug. He grunts, his hips jacking forward slightly. It makes me gag, and I let him slide out of my mouth a bit while I struggle to swallow.
His hand goes to my bun, and I go back down, my other hand going to the base of his cock and pumping him a few times while I get him as wet as I can with my tongue, my head going back and forth until I can feel him harden even further in my mouth.
"I'm going to come," he grunts, and that makes me pump him faster with my hand, my other hand pulling on his balls as I flatten my tongue on the underside of him and suck until he starts throbbing. He comes, the salty warm cum filling my mouth. I swallow, but there's so much it leaks from the corner of my lips.
He pulls me up roughly once he can breathe again, his hands going under my armpits as he yanks me up like a child. His fingers pull my leotard to the side, diving between my drenched folds as he sticks two fingers inside of me. There's a pinch of pain, but he uses his thumb to rub my clit until I'm grinding against the heel of his hand.
He fucks me hard, and I grip the back of his neck and pull his lips to mine, groaning into his mouth as I hump his hand. I want to fuck him—not his hand, but this will do.
For now.
He rubs my clit harder while he fingers me, and soon I feel the low burning in the pit of my belly. It starts slow, tingling from my stomach and spreading to my toes.
"Oh, fuck," I moan against his lips. I lose my standing, and Roman sweeps and arm around my waist and holds me up against his body while my orgasm takes hold. He holds me until I come down, and he holds me long after, too.
"I love you, Roman." I've said the words a million times, but I've never said it like this.
He leans back, looking at me with a soft expression. A smirk lifts his mouth, his pouty lips quirking up on the sides. "I love you, too, Luna. Now and always."
"Now and always."
CHAPTER ELEVEN
Roman
This is it.
Tonight is the night.
I'm bringing Luna down to a secluded spot by the beach, and I'm going to sleep with her. She's been wanting it, and I've wanted it to be special. How can I make it special, though? What can I do that would possibly be enough and special enough forher?
I've wanted to fly her to a different country, but even that doesn't seem like it would be special enough.
Nothing would ever be perfect when it comes to her, but I realize she doesn't want perfect. She just wants me, and I just want her. Together we are as perfect as we'll ever be.
I found a small secret area of the beach, a place where we've been only a few times while exploring around the lake. A place that's hidden from people and sights of everyone. The only things that I've ever known to explore this area is wildlife.
But today it's quiet. Not a sound, not an animal.
The sun sets over the lake, creating a glistening appearance on the water. A few boats are out, but we're hidden by trees and brush. The sun is tinged red as it sets, the clouds a burnt orange as they shine back at me.
I have my guitar here, a blanket, and a small basket I found in my kitchen. I packed a few things, even though I don't think Luna will want to eat anything when she knows what my plans are. She's eager, a nymph. It only makes me want her more.
I left her at ballet this evening and told her I had to meet the guys for something. She didn't bat an eye. I left as quickly as I could, packed everything up and brought it to this secret spot. I'm hoping she likes it.
With one last glance at the area I put together, I grab my car keys and head to my car. It's an old thing, a Ford Escort, not something I ever actually drive in unless I'm going out of town for a show or something.
I drive to the studio, where I see Luna dancing and stretching her body like a bow as her body flips and turns and twirls to the music I can't hear. I watch her for a few minutes, as other people walk by the outside window and stop to stare at her too.
She's something different. Not anything anyone has ever seen before. She's beautiful, and unique. Her long black hair is tied in a small bun on top of her head. Her long body, longer than most girls her age, is thin but strong. Her toes are always pointed, whether she's at home or in ballet. It's like her feet were made for the slippers she always wears.
I turn my car off, hop out, stepping onto the curb and opening the front door. Classical music plays through the stereo, and Luna's spine snaps straight when she hears the small bell above the door ring. A smile breaks out on her face when she sees me, love and adoration filling her features.
