Page 81 of Luna: Posy 2

I met his eyes and held them as his head came closer. Then his mouth touched mine, and my heart fluttered. When he licked my bottom lip, I opened up, and his tongue darted in.

His mouth was so warm and soft and addicting, and the smell of him - not only the mate scent of roses, but also the pure smell ofboy- made my stomach tighten and my heart race.

Both of our chests were heaving by the time he broke away from my mouth.

"I like your kisses."

"I like yours," I admitted with a light blush.

"Is it okay if I take my shirt off?" he asked.

"Yes, please."

He leaned away enough to tug his t-shirt over his head and throw it on the floor. His eyes held mine as he settled next to me again.

"Is it okay if I takeyourshirt off?"

Take my shirt off? Then he'll see my scars!

He see them soon, anyway,Lark pointed out in her practical way.And they saw your back first day.

I know, but I hate them. They make me ugly.

No, no! Show you survived what tried to kill you!she argued.

Mine only show I was weak enough to be broken.

"Posy?

"Um."

"Hey, it's okay," he reassured me. "We'll get there. Here. Touch me. I'd like that."

He laid my hands on his chest, and I forgot my worries in the flurry of sparks leaping between us. His skin was velvety soft, but the muscle under it was rock hard. I skimmed my fingers across his collar bones and down to his chest, then hesitated at his nipples. I really wanted to touch them.

"Go ahead," he purred.

So I did. I rubbed my fingertips over the dark beads, and his body jerked. Worried, I quickly pulled my hands back.

"I'm sorry!"

"No, no, sweetness. I wasn't expecting it to feel so good." He caught my wrists and drew my hands back to his chest. "Do it again, please."

Well, I wasn't going to say no. I touched him again and delighted in the shivers that raised goosebumps on his skin.

"Can I kiss them?" I whispered.

"Baby, you can do anything you want to me.Anything."

Timidly, I brought my lips closer and dropped a kiss on each one. He hummed, which encouraged me to lick them, too. Growing bolder, I drew one between my lips with gentle suction, then did the same to the other.

"Oh, my Goddess," he muttered.

I smiled against his skin.

"That feels amazing." He rubbed his hands up and down my sides. "Do you think you'd like me to do that to you?"

The thought of his mouth on my skin made my nipples painfully hard, and a heavy throb began between my legs.

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