Page 36 of Lavender Moon

“Is this where you want me?” Luna asks as she trails in behind me. I lay her art bag down on the double bed that still sports the old blue and white quilt from when I was a kid.

“Nope,” I respond and back out of the doorway, taking her overnight bag with me, and turning towards the master bedroom and opening the door. I walk into the room, dim from the drawn curtains, and set her bag down on the floor. “I want you with me,” I tell her as I turn to find her stepping through the threshold and taking in the rumpled grey comforter.

“Aren’t I supposed to be able to bounce a quarter off this bed, solider?” she teases as she points at it, giving me a cocky eyebrow, but I’m quick with my rebuttal.

“No, but I know something else I can bounce off it!” I playfully growl before scooping her up and tossing her on the mattress while she lets out a delighted shriek before bouncing – thank you – and falling back to her elbows. She squeals again when I dive on top of her, careful to catch myself with my hands, caging her in as I hover over her.

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KALEB

Bringing my mouth down to tease her lips with mine, her wanton sigh makes my dick grow hard at an almost painful rate. It starts to throb hard as she teases back, feathering her tongue over the seam of my lips, and it ignites my need to dominate this kiss. My mouth presses down on hers and the whimper that hums between them is my reward. I grunt shamelessly into her mouth before tearing away to ravish down her neck, bringing both my lips and my tongue into the fray, kissing hungrily between hits of her orange blossom scent.

Luna’s breath is a sequence of shallow gasps with mewls of pleasure in between, and I’ve never felt the need to come so bad in all my life.

“Lu,” her nickname drags from my throat on the tail of a ragged breath. “I need to get inside you,” I convey, and she nods frantically as I rear up to rid myself of yesterday’s shirt as I’m already feeling a flash of heat spreading across my back. She takes the same second to pull her white tank top over her head, leaving me with an overhead view of her lilac lace bra when she drops back down to the bed.

Fuck, who knew I had a thing for lace? Something about the delicate material against her light olive skin and cupping her perfect fucking tits just makes my head spin, and I can’t resist bringing my mouth down over one, sucking at her nipple through the lace. Luna moans and keens into my mouth, arching back and elongating the arch of her throat. It’s an invitation I can’t pass up as my lips journey up her chest, and dance with my tongue up the smooth skin of her neck as her moans get louder, and her fingers tunnel into my hair.

“Fuck, oh God, Kaleb,” she stammers between intakes of breath.

“Can you come, Luna?” I check in, slowing my movements just enough to buy me a few seconds. “If I take you right now, will you be able to come with me?”

“Yes!” she cries out, arching up to grind her pelvis against mine, and I hunker back again and get to work on my fly.

“Undo your jeans,” I order as I work my zipper down, and she snaps the button and pulls at her own. “That’s my good girl,” I grumble down approvingly as I free my cock and shove down at my waistband, getting my jeans and boxer briefs down below my ass at the same time Luna arches up off the mattress, doing the same.

Crashing down on top of her, I grapple with her hands and pinning her wrists together in one hand, slamming them over her head as my dick brushes against her pussy.

“Ah!” The action makes her cry out with a sound of rapt pleasure, and satisfaction floods over me in a wave at the confirmation that she likes the control I’m taking over her. “Fuck yes, Kaleb, take what you want,” she rasps, and I don’t waste any time taking hold of my dick with my free hand and circling the tip around her slick opening, making her pant frantically with want before I drive it inside of her in one forceful thrust.

“Fuck!” I roar before pulling out and thrusting forward again, and then again, working up my pace. “Ah!” I start rolling my hips, faster with each pass as Luna spurs me on from beneath me, wanting it harder. Beautiful dirty thoughts consume my brain, making my blood pump harder, and I take my chance at voicing them. “You going to come on my cock? You going to come all over it like a good girl?”

“All over it, Kaleb,” she assures me with a drawn-out groan. “Come on, harder,” she commands and I oblige, pummeling with all my might as I feel her start to clamp around me, squeezing my dick to its climax, Luna’s screams heightening the pleasure.

“God! Fuck!” I slam into her, releasing her hands to give me better leverage as I drive us both through our joint orgasm. My dick is drenched inside Luna’s pussy as I continue to pump in and out with her nails digging deliciously into my back.

“Yes… K…holy shit!”

It seems to take forever for our explosion to settle, but when it finally does, I collapse on top of my Luna, peppering kisses along her cheek, over to her mouth. She rocked my world, welcoming my rough bedroom style, and now I thank her with sweet gratitude.

I love her… I love her…

Now if I could just face my fear of telling her just how much.

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Luna

I didn’t knowwhat my sex life was missing before Kaleb. I never knew I liked it rough with dirty talk, which is a huge comment on how lackluster it was with Dipshit. I had no idea my body and soul could twine together in such ecstasy.

I shake my head at his audacity with contacting me this morning as I fluff out my hair and pull my long black cardigan on over my tank top and jeans. I expel a gust of air, releasing the toxic energy as I meander down the hallway to the kitchen, where I find Kaleb with his head in the fridge.

“We’re probably going to have to go up to the market,” he informs me before straightening up and closing the white fridge door. “I just got back yesterday from Fort Sill, and drove straight out to Indy pretty much right after.”

“Wow, you weren’t fucking around,” I point out as I scooch my butt onto a stool and rest my chin on my hand on the island counter.

“I’d been busting my ass under a strict schedule the last three years,” he reasons with an adorable boyish shrug before resting his hands on the counter across from me and locking his elbows. “Beer and a good time were hard to come by. Besides,” he leans in closer, “I wouldn’t have run into you last night if I’d fucked around.”

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