Page 90 of Lavender Moon

“I need you too, my girl,” he says urgently between kisses, and with one arm around me, he grips the edge of the tub with his other hand. Without breaking our kiss, he lowers us to the plush bath mat.

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KALEB

Supporting myself with an arm on either side of her head, I hover over Luna, so ready to lose myself in her. The thought of it is already healing more of the pain inside me as I feather my lips over hers, lightly teasing. My cock is brushing against her, straining and aching for her, but I swear to God I won’t make her regret this.

“I might not last long,” I warn her with a half-smile.

“Neither will I.” She gives me the same smile back and my face dives into the nook between her neck and shoulder, a frenzy released. I need to breathe her in, taste her. I want to make her feel so good, loved, and grounded, that stars explode behind her eyes.

Her fingers find my hair again as I worship every inch of her skin I can get to. Our bodies are warm and wet, pressing together, rubbing and gliding as I cherish her.

Reaching down between us, I find her clit dripping and slick, and a hard gasp escapes her lips when my fingers glide through it.

I want this to last, but she already assured me she won’t, and my balls are aching so bad with the need to come. Maybe the actual act won’t last, but I can make sure the afterglow does. After all, all I wanted from her today was to simply be with her.

Using my hips to nudge her legs open wider, I settle between her thighs, my dick notched at her opening, and I’m rewarded with the most beautiful moan as her mouth falls open. Desperate to hear it again, I nibble gently at her earlobe and I’m not disappointed. Gripping her thigh, I work my mouth down her throat start pushing forward, my dick gliding into her warm pussy.

It’s fucking heaven, and I groan out loud at the sudden wave of pleasure.

“Luna,” I rasp, rolling my hips against hers. “Oh God, Luna.”

After three passes I’m buried to the hilt, and my thrusts stay deep and tight, not wanting to pull out of her even an inch.

Reaching beneath her, I’m able to get my arms wrapped completely around her as I continue to pump steadily inside her. I thrust hard and deep, reveling in her cries of arousal, my cock swelling inside her each time. And just when I’m about to tell her I can’t last any longer, I feel the beginning tremors of her orgasm fluttering around me.

“K…” she cries out on a drawn-out moan as it builds, and when I feel it crest, I let go. I pound us through the most powerful climax as the earth shakes around us. I feel myself sweating and getting a little dizzy as my cum shoots into her.

“Lu…Lu… baby!” I grunt into her neck as I slam into her several more times, making sure we both get the longest ride we can out of it.

I slow my pace as we both wane out before I shift to my right so I don’t put too much weight on her or my bad leg.

Luna lays sated beneath me, trying to catch her breath, and I gaze down at her, pulling a damp strand of hair off her forehead.

“I love you,” I pant down at her and her eyes flutter open, showing me that amber ring glowing brilliantly around the irises.

“I love you too,” she returns, still breathless.

I roll to my side, bringing her along and cradling her close to me.

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Only a few minutespass by as we lay in silence and Luna draws little hearts on my chest with her fingertip. In this moment, we’re exactly how we were when we first got married, and it’s perfect. I know all moments fade as the world spins on, but I’m dedicating every move I make to her from this point on. And I still want to give her all the things I promised her, but I also want to hold her on this hard-ass, uncomfortable as shit bathroom floor for as long as she’ll let me.

“What do you want to do?” I ask softly into her hair. “Do you want to get off this bathmat and go to bed for the rest of the day?”

“Mmm…” she hums and I can feel her smile against my neck. “That’d be nice I guess…” her finger pauses the hearts she’s drawing and starts trailing down my chest, and it sends a flash of excitement up my spine.

I’m trying to think of all the things I want to do with her, like get in some sweats and cuddle up with her on the couch with a dumb movie in front of us… ordering take out and taking it to bed with us… rolling naked in paint and making a masterpiece on canvas.

Speaking of paint, I also want to find a way to talk to her about the painting of hers I saw, but as per usual, words aren’t my strong suit, and as I feel her soft lips and her sweet breath sweeping against my chest, I decide this is definitely not the right moment.

Despite coming like there was no tomorrow mere minutes ago, I’m still hard between her legs and she’s making every fluid inside me run hot with what she’s doing.

“What are you doing, silly girl?” I groan out on a raspy breath. Another small hum is the only response I get, and it drives me out of my mind. Reaching between us I palm her breast and brush my thumb around her areola, eliciting a full moan from her. “You like that?” I whisper and she nods, licking her lips. “You want more?” I ask, grinding my hardness against her and pulling her leg up over mine.

“Yes,” she whispers nodding before another mewl comes out of her when I start trailing my mouth down her neck and give her breast a squeeze.

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