For The Night (Luna, #1) Read Online Free Page B

twice before pulling out of my mouth and smiling. “As much as I’d love to come in that pretty little mouth of yours, I want you to bend over the edge of the bed. Now.”
    His words arouse me to the point of desperation.
    This is exactly is what I’ve been waiting for. I didn’t mind him being sweet earlier, because I knew once we got down to business, his dominant nature would rear its head.
    I drop my eyes to the ground and immediately obey, scrambling over to the bed.
    I lean over, using my elbows to prop myself up, not daring to look behind me. Not even when it’s silent long enough to make me wonder what he’s doing.
    Then, his grip is on my thighs, his lips bestowing kisses along the curve of my backside. He uses his hands to push my legs apart gently, indicating I should widen my stance, which I do. His fingers start to move. He’s massaging my legs, pressing his fingers in and making me moan as his lips and tongue move closer to my pussy. I lift my hips, beginning him silently to put his mouth there, and lower my head to the bed.
    He laughs, the sound wicked and delightful all in one. He parts me with one hand, inserts a finger from the other, and gives me exactly what I want.
    The first lick is almost an overload since I am so turned on. I clench around his finger and tongue, feeling the vibration from his chuckle as he inserts another digit. His pace is unhurried, the two fingers stroking my g-spot as his tongue laps up the arousal his attention is coaxing from my body.
    “Oh god,” I sob as he moves to my clit and licks at the same undemanding pace. “Please…”
    I can’t even articulate what I’m begging for, but he knows. I rock into his touch as he takes it into his mouth and sucks. Between that delectable torture and his fingers, I’m incoherent, the tension inside my body rising until my orgasm rips through me, stealing my breath.
    Then, he’s gone. I barely register the sound of foil tearing before his hands are on my hips and he sinks his cock into me from behind with one smooth thrust.
    He pauses, his moan of pleasure mingling with mine as he leans his body over mine. He places his palm flat on the front of my neck, bringing my head up and tilting it back until his mouth is right next to my ear. The hand clutching my hip tightens as he rocks our bodies together again before going still.
    “You’re fucking exquisite,” he whispers, running his tongue from the lobe of my ear up to the top before continuing, “and I think you should know that you have the most beautiful cunt I’ve ever seen…or tasted.”
    “I wouldn’t know, I can’t see it from up here,” I joke, a gasp escaping as he firms his grip on my neck, exposing more of it to the scrape of his teeth, “but you feel so damned good. If you don’t keep going, I’ll have to find a way to finish the job myself.”
    “So demanding.” He pulls out almost completely before plunging back in and murmuring against my neck, “I can see that next time I’ll have to bring something extra to occupy that mouth of yours so you can’t speak.”
    He pulls out and flips me over, capturing my lips with his own and thrusting his tongue into my mouth before I can tell him there won’t be a next time. I whimper into his mouth as he reconnects our bodies and I wrap my legs around his hips. He starts with a gentle in and out, then speeds up, our mouths warring in pace with the pounding of his cock.
    Tearing his lips away, he brings up a hand and presses it lightly around my neck, thumb caressing where my pulse throbs. “Is this okay?”
    I nod, finding myself trusting him to do it properly even though I don’t know him that well.
    His hand tightens a little more as a sob of excitement escapes my throat.
    “Are you good?”
    The pleasure flooding through me clouds my brain, but I know he’s asking if he’s good to finish. I close my eyes and smile, inclining my head to indicate ‘yes’. He thrust to the hilt once, then twice, and