THE LUNA CHOOSING GAME - Season 2 Episode 77

slicked at the seam of my lips before coaxing his way into my mouth with his insistent and

ding tongue, I closed my arms around his neck, holding on as best I could while he delved and

d my mouth like he belonged there.

Like this, it felt like he did.

His hands dropped to my waist, where he gripped me firmly. His body held me flat against the door at

my back.

When we had been intimate in the past, it had been soft and slow, gentle and tender, with barely there

touches and exploratory kisses. It had been a low simmer, burning over a long evening as we shyly

explored each other’s bodies.

This was nothing like that.

Where that had been a simmer, this was an explosion.

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His kiss was fierce, claiming. His body was everywhere against mine, yet still somehow not close

enough. I wanted him naked. I wanted the press of his bare flesh to mine so that nothing could ever

come between us.

His hands moved down from my waist and gripped my ass. I moaned against his mouth.

Yes, that. More like that

He complied by taking me fully in his hands. He lifted me up against the door, wedging me there with

his thighs. I wrapped my legs around his waist. His rock–hard arousal pressed against my core and I

moaned again, louder.

He covered my mouth with another kiss. But I couldn’t keep quiet, especially when he began to rock his

hips.

Breaking the kiss, he moved his lips to my ear. Meanwhile, he reached up and covered my mouth with

one of his palms.

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“Anyone could hear you,” he whispered. He took my earlobe between his teeth. He didn’t bite, just held

it as he rolled his hips again, pressing me further up the door. “Maybe you want to be caught. Maybe

we should let everyone know that I’m the only one who can make you lose yourself like this.”

Danger and adrenaline surged inside of me, swirling deliciously with my fiery lust.

I wanted him to keep talking. I wanted him to rip my clothes off. I wanted him to fuck me right here,

was burning hot, that much was clear. He had misunderstood Julian and my relationship him med. He

wanted to claim me, to keep me from Julian. And despite myself, I wanted him

too.

ever seen this animalistic side of him before. He was always so measured, so controlled.

I wanted to make him wild, to see how hard I could press him, to see how rough he would get.

But, even like this, I couldn’t make him more jealous. The truth was, I didn’t care about Julian in the

same way, Julian was a friend. Nicholas was someone I wanted to ravage me, heart and body, until I

was a whimpering puddle of pleasure and satisfaction.

So I pressed my mouth into his neck and told him. “Only you. Only you, Nick.”

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His dick twitched against me, growing impossibly harder. His grip on me tightened.

“I just want you.”

At once, his hips shot forward once, twice, pounding me into the door so hard that it rattled on its

hinges. He growled, wolflike, in my ear.

God, the friction was perfect. If he kept going like this, I could reach my pleasure.

But as soon as his wild side had revealed itself, it immediately vanished. Suddenly, he stilled as if he

had transformed into marble. Only his cock continued to twitch against me.

Slowly, he lowered me down. I unhooked my legs from behind him to get them back under me.

“Nicholas?” I asked, breathless.

When I was steady, he stepped back from me. His hair was a mess from my running my fingers

through it. His chest heaved with heavy breaths. His lips were kiss–red and swollen, likely mirroring my

own.