Series: Like Us Series by Krista Ritchie
Total pages in book: 241
Estimated words: 236417 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1182(@200wpm)___ 946(@250wpm)___ 788(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 236417 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1182(@200wpm)___ 946(@250wpm)___ 788(@300wpm)
I look under the covers while I lift her nightgown up her ass. My cock twitches like it knows it needs to be inside her pussy.
“I’ll be quiet,” she murmurs and cranes her neck to peer back at me. “I’m asleep. I won’t make any noise.” We’re spooning like when we go to bed. She waits for me to agree to her fantasy.
I grin. “Turn back around. Aren’t you supposed to be asleep?” I catch sight of her smile, then she’s facing the wall again and pretends to be still.
She’d have to be a fucking Academy Award winner to pull off being dead asleep while I feel her up. Girl has the most reactionary body I’ve ever and will ever touch.
One stroke up her thigh right now, and she trembles, then tenses to force herself motionless. I hear her shallow panting, and the noise is fisting me. I need inside her. Bunching the silk fabric at her hips, I tear her panties down her legs. She doesn’t stir.
And I flex slowly into Luna, watching her lips part and her fingers dig into the sheets.
Her eyes stay shut though.
God, she feels so fucking swollen and wet. I clasp her hip and rock against her with deep thrusts, and her legs wrestle beneath the sheets. That’s right, Luna. Wake up. I slow and pull farther out, then ease all the way in. Doing it three times until her breath catches.
I tug her nightgown down and expose her breasts to the wall. You should feel so lucky, wall and bunk window. I thumb her hard nipple while fucking her pussy, and the friction is pummeling my senses. I do everything to focus on her needs and not my lit nerve-endings.
‘Cause I’m not coming yet.
She is though. Luna orgasms when I suck on her neck and thrust, and my hand flies to her mouth to stifle her sudden moan. Her whole body shakes against me, and I take deep, cavernous breaths so I won’t climax with her. Calm, calm.
My heart rate slows.
I don’t drag my cock out of her.
I’m too hard, and I stay nestled in her warmth as she pulsates around me. She’s a lot. It’s like being electrocuted, lit on fire, and drowned all at once. Most especially since I love all of her, every vibration, every moan, every overcome look she flashes at me—every cute, weird thing she does.
If I were eighteen, I think it’d be hard not to instantly come inside her. But I’ve got enough skill to last for hours.
I quicken my pace and hike her knee upward for deeper entry. My hand still envelops her mouth since she’s whimpering in pleasure. Not sure if anyone but me can hear, but I don’t take the risk. Deep, hard poundings inside Luna, I sense her on the verge in seconds again.
Wake all the way up, I think as I slam into her.
Her eyes flutter open, love and pleasure pooled in those amber orbs. I grin as I whisper against her ear, “Look who’s awake for their nightly fucking.” She moans against my palm, her ass grinding back into me.
Jesus Christ.
I hold her hip still and remove my hand off her mouth to kiss her. Leaning down, I angle her head and my lips press to hers before our tongues tangle. She tries to devour me, but she’s losing it. Melting in the haze of our sex. ‘Cause I don’t stop thrusting.
I break away so I can breathe too.
“Donnelly,” she cries softly.
“Shh, shh.”
Fuck, fuck. Her pussy is clenching. This feels…I grip my hair and force myself not to shoot a load. Fuck her deeper. Fuck her harder. The animalistic need swallows me whole, and I hug her tighter against my chest.
Luna reaches out. Her hand smacks the window, fogged from the heat we’re emitting, and her palm streaks down it.
“Donnelly,” O’Malley suddenly whisper-hisses right outside my bunk. “Wake up. There’s a security meeting.”
You’ve gotta be kidding me.
I stay inside her.
Luna doesn’t even notice him. She’s on the edge and basically fucking me at this point, grinding back into my cock.
I clear the rasp out of my throat. “Be there in a sec,” I whisper back.
“No, now.”
Like I know him so well—even though I really don’t—I reach behind me (my shoulder threatens to pop out) and snatch the curtain, expecting him to try and whip it open.
He does attempt it, but the curtain jerks against my tight grip. Not budging.
“You wanna see me buck-ass naked, Chris?” I launch back.
“Just come out here.” He’s annoyed.
I’m pissed. I don’t wanna fuck Luna with anger. Ever.
“Just give me a second, please,” I force.
He exhales. “Hurry.”
I kiss her cheek and pump once, twice, three times inside her with deep strokes—she comes silently but forcefully. I let myself release in Luna. Anyway, I don’t think there’s a choice with how tight she’s pulsating around me. I swallow a groan, my muscles on fire, and I watch her eyes roll back.