My cock is already hard, straining against the fabric of my jeans, and I know she can feel it, too. Her hand reaches out, her fingers grazing the bulge in my pants.
I let out a low groan.
“Luna,” I growl, my voice rough with need.
She doesn’t say anything, just presses into me. I can feel the curve of her breasts against my chest, the heat of her pussy through the fabric of her dress.
My hands move to her waist, gripping her tightly. I crash my mouth onto hers, kissing her with all the hunger and desperation that’s been building inside me for the past ten years.
Her lips are soft. They part for me, letting me slide my tongue into her mouth.
She tastes like mint and something sweet, something uniquely Luna.
I can’t get enough.
My hands move up her back, pulling her to me as I deepen the kiss.
She moans into my mouth, her hands tangling in my hair, and I can feel her body trembling.
I break the kiss, trailing my lips down her neck, nipping and sucking at the sensitive skin.
She gasps, her head falling back as I work my way down to her collarbone.
Then I go back to her mouth.
Our kiss is hungry, desperate, fucking primal. Her tongue meets mine. I can’t get enough of her taste—sweet, salty, fucking perfect.
She moans into my mouth, and the sound goes straight to my dick. I grind against her, letting her feel how much I want her, how much I’ve missed her.
“Dom,” she rasps, pulling away just enough to look at me. Her green eyes are dark, wild, and I know she’s as far gone as I am.
I don’t say a word. I just pick her up, her legs wrapping around my waist like she was made for me. Her pussy is pressed against my cock, and I can feel how wet she is through her panties.
It’s driving me insane.
I carry her to her bed and lay her down like she’s the most precious thing in the world.
I undress her and then just look my fill, my eyes drinking in the sight of her naked body.
Her skin is flushed, her chest rising and falling with every breath.
My dick throbs, desperate to be inside her, but I take my time, cherishing every moment.
I strip off my clothes, my eyes never leaving hers.
I climb onto the bed.
I cup her breasts. They’re perfect. Full, round, begging for my attention. I take one nipple in my mouth, sucking hard.
She arches into me, sighing my name.
“Dom, please,” she begs after a while, and I know what she wants.
I move down her body and part her thighs.
Her pussy is glistening, swollen, ready for me.
I lick her once, just a tease, just a taste.