Page 25 of Brick

"Luna," I groan when she gasps and her back arches up off the couch. "You're fucking killing me here."

"I'm sorry." She moans again, "No, I'm not. That feels so damn good."

My thoughts go back to earlier in the night, and I remember we had started something that definitely needs finishing. The problem is I'm not sure if she's up for that right now. After all that's happened tonight, maybe she doesn't want me touching her like that. Still, if I have to keep hearing her make those fun noises, I'm going to lose my mind.

Suddenly, all of her noises stop and she stares at me, her chest heaving up and down as she tries to compose herself.

"You want me to stop?" I ask, ready to drop her foot at a moment's notice if she tells me to. I want to respect every boundary she has.

"Stop? No. I want more." Quick as a snake, she sits up and grabs hold of my collar before pulling me down on top of her.

Talk about taking charge.

I guess I'm not the only one who is going crazy here.

Our teeth click together as our mouths collide. The world spins around me and I'm losing my grip on reality. Is this what I've been missing all this time?

No, I'm absolutely sure that Luna is the only one who can make me feel this way.

She's the only one who's ever made me want more.

If she's asking me for it, then I'm going to give her more than she could ever fucking dream of.

I only hope she's ready because I don't do anything half-assed.

Eleven

Luna

This is absolutely batshit crazy.

I should be out looking for my sister right now.

Should be making sure she's safe, but all I can think about is ripping Brick's clothes off.

I've had sex a whopping three times in my entire life, each time worse than the last. But for some reason, I don't think Brick is going to be in the same category.

The chemistry between us is nearly palpable. Everywhere he touches feels like my body is coming to life for the first time. He might not know it, but I nearly orgasmed right here from the way he was rubbing my feet. If that doesn't say something about what he can do to my body if I give him full access, I don't know what will.

On top of all that, it feels nice not to have to worry, even if only for a moment. I've heard stories about women who supposedlyturn their brains off when they are with their significant other, but I always thought it was a myth. It's not.

I have a feeling that no matter where I go or what I do with Brick, I won't have to think about anything. This man got me.

I pull him tighter against my body, angling my mouth just the way for him to get deeper. If I could get into this man's skin, I would. He's already deep under mine.

My hips move on their own accord. I could come right here just like this, but I want this to last. I want to feel more of him deep inside of me. I reach down, grabbing hold of his ass and pressing down as hard as I can to get more friction, which is only doing the opposite of what I want. It's speeding everything up.

He hisses, and his hips buck up into me. "Fuck, Luna."

"Yes, please," I answer without hesitation.

With a growl, he wraps his arms around my midsection, and just like before, I'm floating. He lifts me from the couch, and with only a few steps, we are at my bedroom door. He pushes it open, and I scramble out of his arms to clear off the bed. My things clatter to the floor, but I don't care. I've got more important things to handle right now.

Walking to the other side of the bed, I keep Brick's gaze as I slowly pull off my top and drop it on the floor with the rest of my things. His mouth parts slightly, and I can almost hear him panting.

There's no chance of him hiding how bad he wants me, the same way I want him.

This is my chance to prolong the inevitable a little while longer. I know once we get in that bed, it's going to be over all too quickly. I'm looking forward to it, but not at the same time.

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