Page 21 of Twilight Sins
I slide two fingers into her and sit up so I can watch her unravel. I work my fingers into her faster and circle her clit with my thumb. I drive her hard and fast towards the climax we both know is coming.
Her stomach tightens and she squeezes her eyes closed. Her full lips part in a moan. I can’t remember the last time I was this turned on, and I’m not even inside of her. She hasn’t even touched me yet.
“Come,” I demand. “Fucking come for me, Luna.”
I need to get inside of her and release the knot in my chest… but not until she finishes.
She fists her hands in the comforter, destroying the bed as she writhes. “So good. It’s—you’re so good. I’m close. I’m?—”
She clamps down on my fingers, and I’m jealous of my own fucking hand. I need to be inside her. I’d kill to feel her around me.
But that’s a problem in its own right. Luna’s trip to the dark side needs to end. When it does, I’ll send her on her way with a sore pussy and a handprint stamped on her ass. She’ll be the latest in a long line of women I never think of again.
“Oh my God.” She throws her arms over her head. Her hands twist into her halo of blonde hair, and she smiles hazily. “That was unbelievable. I’ve never come that hard before. You are—” Her voice cuts off as she looks back and spots the floor-to-ceiling windows that wrap around my room. “The windows are… they’re open.”
“And?”
“And it’s dark out. People could hear. See. Hear and see us, I mean. They’ll see us?—”
“Fucking,” I finish for her.
“I was going to say ‘naked,’” she says softly. Her cheeks are pink from a mixture of her orgasm and embarrassment.
How can she still be embarrassed?
I sit back on my knees and look down at her. “I’ve already seen you, Luna. Tasted you. No one else matters.”
She bites the corner of her lip to keep back a dazed smile. “There’s that humility again.”
“Humility is for people afraid of their own power.” I tug my shirt over my head and toss it on the floor.
“Easy for you to say when you look like—” She gestures at my body. “—like you.”
I snatch her hand out of the air and pull her into a sitting position. From there, it’s an easy tug and a slide to get her off the bed and on her feet.
She uses her free arm to try and pull her dress down to cover herself. “What are you doing?”
I press her back against the glass and slowly strip her out of her dress. “Stop me if you don’t like it.”
Nothing could stop me now. Not when every curve of her body is on display. Her skin shimmers in the moonlight streaming through the windows. Her hands are frozen at her sides.
“You think you want to hide from the world, Luna. But you don’t.” I spin her around and press her hands to the glass. “You want them to see you. You want me to see you.”
The driveway stretches out in front of us. A sidewalk passes only a few feet away.
“Someone could walk by,” she whispers, even as she flexes her hands against the glass and arches her back.
If they do, they’ll see nothing more than their own reflection. But Luna doesn’t know that.
“You think it’s exciting. You want people to see you like this,” I whisper in her ear. “Don’t you?”
She shakes her head, but I see the ghost of her expression in the glass. Her bottom lip is pinched between her teeth. She’s fighting against herself.
I kiss her neck and grip her waist. She groans at my touch. “Give yourself to me, Luna. I’ll take care of you.”
Slowly, she leans forward. “Okay… for tonight.”
For tonight.