Chapter 20
Luna
Luna let her eyes roll back in her head as the orgasm washed over her. She wouldn’t have thought it was possible, but it was even stronger than the first one had been.
God, ever since she’d hooked back up with Connor, she’d been feeling things she hadn’t experienced since…well, since the last time she was with Connor!
It was kind of crazy. She’d always convinced herself that the reason everything was kind of lackluster and blah when compared with him was because everything had been new when she was discovering it for the first time with him. Or maybe that she was simply looking at the past through rose-colored glasses.
Now she knew that neither of those things were true. The reason everything was hotter with Connor was because the two of them were simply fire together. Their chemistry was combustible, there was no way around it.
Her orgasm went on and on, for a full minute, and her inner walls gripped his tongue as he jetted it in and out of her, like she was trying to hold it inside her, keep him down there forever.
Hmmm. Not a bad idea, actually.
Finally, with a last strangled cry, the final push of the orgasm rocketed through her body. As she collapsed back against the seat, her breath came in short panting bursts. Every muscle felt like it was made out of boiled spaghetti. She wasn’t sure if she was ever going to be able to get up again.
When she finally opened her eyes and looked over at him, he was staring at her with a playful smile, which she returned.
“What are you thinking?” she asked. He had a mischievous glint in his eye, and experience told her there was more to it.
“Was that good?” he countered. She had to smile. Answering a question with a question had always been one of his favorite tricks.
She laughed, and noticed that her voice was hoarse. Damn. She must’ve been yelling more—and louder!—than she’d even realized.
“I think you know it was good,” she replied. “In fact, I think you know it was better than good. I think you know it was great. You’re just fishing for compliments.”
His grin widened as he brushed her hair back from her forehead. “Guilty,” he whispered. “Not about the compliments part. But just that I was fishing. Because I wanted to hear you say it.”
The words sparked something deep within her belly, and she knew exactly what she wanted to do next. When she leaned over across the console, she was happy to see that the strength had apparently returned to her limbs. She smiled to herself. That was good, because she was going to need energy for what came next.
Leaning down, she unfastened his jeans with trembling fingers.
“What are you doing?” he rasped.
“Just giving you back a little of the pleasure you just gave me,” she replied, drawing a low groan from deep in his throat.
She pushed the jeans down his legs and reached inside, grasping his massive erection and pulling it free.
She took a moment to admire it in all its pulsing glory. It really was something to look at.
“Like what you see?” he asked, a cocky little edge to his voice.
She sighed theatrically. “There you go again. Just fishing for compliments.”
Then, before he could respond, she extended her tongue and ran it up and down the length of his shaft, and the only noises coming out of his mouth were groans.
God, she loved that. She loved hearing the note of surrender in his voice and knowing that she was the one he was surrendering to. She was the one with the power.
He pushed his hips forward so that his dick pressed even more firmly against her tongue as she ran it up and down his cock like she was licking a lollipop.
She stopped for a moment at the top, swirling her tongue around the head of his dick, drawing out every bit of sensation she could from that sensitive flesh. She moved her tongue around it faster and faster until his hips were thrusting forward in rhythm with her tongue. Then she knew that he was ready for what she had in store.
Sliding her lips down over the head of his cock and continuing all the way down his shaft, she made a point of relaxing her throat so she could take him in as deep as possible.
When she’d swallowed him all the way, her lips resting at the base of his dick, she waited a minute, steadying her breathing and enjoying the feel of his cock twitching in her mouth.
Then, very slowly at first, she started to apply suction and swirl her tongue around his shaft. It felt so good, the way he thrust into her mouth and his hands fisted up her hair. She liked having the power to make him feel so good.