by J. M. Walker
Luna .
My dick lengthened.
Fuck .
Palming my cock, I left my car and ran into the house. It was moments like this where I wished I didn’t live in the city. But always having my room at my parents’ place, I took advantage of this moment. I didn’t think I could make it the hour’s drive without jerking it a couple times.
Unlocking the door, I shoved it open and slammed it shut. Falling back against it, I took a deep breath and closed my eyes.
No woman had ever affected me this way. Something about tonight made me realize I couldn’t wait anymore.
I wanted Luna and I was going to have her. Even if it was just for one night. I needed to know what she tasted like. What made her breath catch? What made her moan? I wanted her to look at me like I was her everything and nothing all at the same time. I wanted to be hers. But I knew she wasn’t ready for me. Hell, was I even ready for her ?
Reaching into my pants, I almost fell to my knees when my hand came into contact with my swollen cock. I imagined it was Luna. On her knees. Licking those full pouty lips of hers. Her looking up at me with pleading eyes. Waiting. Ready. Begging to taste me.
She would ask for permission and I would willingly comply. I pinched the tip of my dick.
A hiss escaped me.
Fuck me, I was going to hell. I shouldn’t have these thoughts about her. I still remembered the way her wet pussy clenched around my finger. It gripped me like a fist, sucking me in even deeper. Her cunt had pulsed, squeezing, vibrating with need for me.
Pre-cum dripped from the head of my cock. I swiped my thumb across it, a shiver trembling through me. Bringing my hand up to my mouth, I licked the slick tip and swallowed the salty essence that my body produced.
Before I came in the foyer of my parents’ house, I trudged to my room, slammed the door shut, and ripped open my fly the rest of the way.
I fisted my cock, gripping it tight and started giving it hard strokes. My breathing picked up. A sheen of sweat coated my skin.
I tried forcing the image of her out of my head, but I couldn’t stop it. Luna was in my mind’s eye so clear, it was like she was standing right in front of me.
My hand picked up speed. As much as I wanted to prolong the orgasm, my dick ached. My balls were heavy, needing the release they’d been craving since Luna and I kissed earlier that night.
A groan escaped me when my dick twitched as I remembered her tongue in my mouth, dancing along with mine. Her mewls of pleasure. Her begging, hinting. Her grabbing my fucking hand and sticking it between her legs.
Suddenly, my legs gave out. I fell to my knees, still keeping a hold of my dick.
“Luna,” I bit out through clenched teeth.
My fingers dug into the carpet, my other hand jerking my cock hard and fast. I chased that orgasm like I never had one before. Like I couldn’t get enough. Like I needed it to fucking survive.
A hot shiver trembled through me when my phone vibrated in my pocket.
Pulling it out, I threw it in the floor in front of me as Luna’s face flashed on the screen.
Another groan escaped me at seeing her beauty.
My dick throbbed, a blinding light flashing before my eyes. Cum shot out of me, coating my hand and dripping onto the floor.
“Fuck ,” I bellowed out, my whole body soaked from exertion. It had been a long time since I had an orgasm and I knew that because of Luna, maybe I could finally heal.
Not realizing I closed my eyes, I opened them. My gaze landed on my phone with my cum covering the picture of Luna when she called a second time.
No voices sounded in my head. My stepmother’s awful words didn’t dig their way into my soul. It was because of Luna. It had to be. It all made sense now but still terrified me just the same.
As Luna’s face flashed across my screen, my dick lengthened at the sight. It swelled in my hand, clearly ready to go again.
Fuck .
***
(Luna)
“Yeah?”
I frowned. “Why haven’t you been answering your phone?” I had called Zach several times before he actually answered.
He cleared his throat. “I just got in. Didn’t hear my phone.”
“Oh okay. What’s going on?” He was lying. He always answered his phone and had the sound on.
“Nothing, Luna.” He cleared his throat again.
“You’re lying.” I sat up in bed. “Talk to me.”
“I’m fine, Luna. It’s nothing.”
“Alright.” I slumped back on my bed. “Are you alone?”
“Yeah, Moonbeam,” he murmured. “Just me and my hand. My parents are out for the night.”
A breath I didn’t realize I had been holding, left me. “Well I just called to make sure that you’re—wait. Your hand?” I sat up, leaning on my elbow. “I…what were you doing?”
“Fuck, Luna. You can’t ask me shit like that. I’ve been hard all fucking night. Ever since we kissed. Ever since you stuck my hand between your legs and begged me to finger you. I can still feel your ripe little body sucking me in even deeper.”
“Oh…” My cheeks burned at his confession. “I wish you hadn’t left.”
“I know but I need slow. I don’t know what we’re doing but I also don’t need your dad kicking my ass before I can prove…”
“Before you can prove what, Zach?” That he was good enough for me? That we deserved to be together?
Zach inhaled deeply. “Get some rest, Moonbeam. We’ll chat tomorrow.”
When he hung up, I stared at my phone, wondering what the hell happened tonight. One moment we were kissing, on the verge of fucking in public and then my dad showed up. They had a stare down and Zach pushed me away. He fell within himself and I had no idea how to get him out of it.
I crawled into bed, thinking about when I was sitting on Zach’s lap. His hot breath on my neck. His semi-erection straining beneath my ass. My lips still tingled from the rough bite and kiss of his mouth on mine.
My stomach tumbled, my core needing to be filled by something other than fingers. I groaned and rolled over onto my side, punching my pillow. The longer I thought of what happened and what could have happened, the hotter I became. My heart raced. An ache I never experienced before, settled between my legs. God, what I wouldn’t give to feel him harden like that beneath me again.
Mustering up the courage, I dialed Zach’s number.
“Moon—”
“Zach,” I breathed, not sure what I was getting myself into. “We almost had sex tonight. We were going to have sex. I told you to meet me in my room in ten minutes but then my dad showed up. Would you have come to my room if he hadn’t?”
“Luna.”
“Answer me.” I sat up, leaning against the headboard. “I need to know.”
“Yes, Luna. Yes, I would have come to your room and fucked you. It wouldn’t have been making love either. None of that romance shit you read about in your books. It would have been pure hard fucking because I…”
“You what?” I whispered.
“I should go.”
“No.” I gripped my phone tight. “Tell me, Zach.”
“It’s all I can give you. I wanted to rip your pussy open with my dick. I have no self-control when it comes to you, Luna. You should stay away from me.”
My heart sped up. “You know that’s not going to happen.” I didn’t believe him. I knew there was a gentle side to him that he never showed anyone.
“Luna? What are you doing? What do you want?”
“I...I don’t know.” My breathing picked up. I wanted him. I ached for him. “Something happened tonight. When I fell in your lap. When we kissed. When I felt your finger deep inside me. The things you said.”
“You have no idea what you’re getting yourself into.”
“I don’t care. I want more. I want...I want something.” I squeezed my breast, pinching my nipple. “Zach.”
“Fuck me. Tell me what you’re doing. Right now.”
“Tell me, damnit.”
“I...” God, get it together Luna. “I have to go.”
“No,” he rasped. “You called me, Luna.”
I hung up, mentally smacking myself at even calling him in the first place.
My phone rang, indicating a video call this time.
Oh God.
I answered, finding Zach staring back at me.
“I’m going to give you one chance to tell me what the fuck is going on,” he said, his jaw rigid.
“Or else what?”
“Don’t test me,” he said, his voice filled with warning.
As much as I wanted to see how far I could push him, it would wait.
“Tell me what you’re doing.”
Mustering up the courage from somewhere deep down inside me, I leaned the phone against the headboard and scooted back on my bed.
“Luna.” His gaze roamed over me. “Shit.”
“You can come over,” I said, my voice husky.
“As much as I would love to do that, this is better at the moment.” He licked his full mouth. “Touch yourself for me.”
I swallowed hard, hesitating.
“Come on, Luna. You initiated this. Touch yourself. Play with that pretty little kitty. Pinch your nipples. I don’t give a shit. Just do something.”
“I got a better idea,” I told him, jumping off the bed. I locked the door and stripped. Moving to the end of the bed, I slid up the length of it, careful not to show Zach any part of me that I knew he wanted to see.
“Luna.” His eyes darkened. “Are you fucking naked?”
I grinned, swiping my tongue along my bottom lip. “Maybe.”
“Woman.” His nostrils flared. “You’re playing a dangerous game.”
“I don’t care.” I reached a hand beneath my hips. When my fingers came into contact with my soaked center, I let out a soft gasp. I wasn’t sure if it had been the few drinks I had throughout the night or what it was, but this was exhilarating. This newfound bravery was exciting and something I had been looking for.
“More, Luna. Give me more.”
“Zach,” I purred, flicking my finger along my clit. Pleasure erupted through me, my eyes fluttering closed.
“That’s it, baby. Touch yourself for me.”
Spreading my legs, I inserted a finger inside of me, imagining that it was Zach. Thrusting in and out, I undulated my hips. Back and forth. Side to side. A moan left me, the ecstasy I felt for the man on the phone, sliding between us.
“Shit, Luna.”
My eyes popped open, finding Zach’s hand wrapped around his cock. I coughed. “Holy hell.”
“This is for you, Luna,” he said, his voice rough. “All of it.”
“God.”
His eyes locked with mine. “Don’t come.”
I whimpered. “Then you can’t come either.”
His hand pumping his cock, slowed to a stop. He squeezed the base, blowing out a slow breath.
“You can still come over,” I said, rubbing that tiny little bundle of nerves between my legs.
“As much as I want to, I have a long day tomorrow.”
“Too bad,” I said breathlessly.
“You better not come, Luna. I want you to explode all over me when we finally get the chance to fuck.”
“God.” As much as I didn’t want to, I withdrew my hand from between my legs. Bringing my fingers up to my mouth, I licked the essence of my desire off of them.
He groaned, stuffing his cock back into his pants. “It’s going to be a long fucking night.”
I laughed. “Good night, Zach.”
“Good night, Moonbeam. Dream of me.”
And I did.
***
(Zach)
I was pacing back and forth for the last half hour when a knock sounded on the door.
“Yeah,” I called out, still wondering what the hell Luna had been thinking. I never thought she would be brave enough to make a move let alone initiate phone sex. Watching her with her hand between her legs had me almost coming undone instantly. Neither of us had started anything until now. I was confused but I also wanted to take her up on her offer even though I knew we would end up in dangerous territory.
“Hey, Son.” My dad stepped into the office that was joined to his. His dark eyes glanced around the room before piercing into me. “Everything okay?”
How he knew when something was wrong was beyond me. It happened every damn time I started pacing too.
“I’m confused,” I confessed, not liking the sound of the vulnerability in my voice. After my little chat with Luna, I needed out of my bedroom and went to my office, thinking it would distract me from her. But it didn’t help and only made me more wired instead.
“About what?” he asked, sitting on the leather couch leaning against the far wall.
“My friendship with Luna.” I joined him. “I think it’s growing into something more.” A lot of people hated talking to their parents, but I found I needed it. Although I was adopted, I never felt like I wasn’t a part of them, and they never made me feel any less than their child.
“You’ve been close since you were kids and she’s always had a crush on you. Are you starting to feel something toward her?”
“I’ve always cared for her. Is it turning into something more? I don’t know but I do know I want to try. Something. Anything. With her.” I wasn’t ready for a relationship. Never had been. It was too much like giving up control. I wanted to fuck her but at the same time, I didn’t want to be with anyone else.
“I get that, but I will warn you, her dad will kick your ass if you hurt her.” Dad rose from the couch and grabbed a bottle of water from the mini fridge I kept stocked and handed me one.
“He’ll probably kick my ass even if I don’t hurt her,” I mumbled, wishing I had something stronger than just water at the moment. “He doesn’t like me.”
Dad scoffed. “Trust me, Son. It has nothing to do with you as a person. It’s because you’re a man. It doesn’t matter if you were some random stranger. He wouldn’t like you no matter what.”
“You would think he would want someone for his daughter who actually knows her and not some fucking stranger.” I pinched the bridge of my nose, trying to ward off the impending headache.
“Yeah.” Dad laughed. “I didn’t have to deal with parents when I was dating your mom. I just had her brothers to worry about.”
I smiled. “And how did that go?”
“Your Uncle Greyson kept me on my toes, but I won her heart.” He shrugged. “I would have burnt the mother fucking world down for her.”
My heart warmed. I wanted that same love for someone that he had for my mom. I wanted their connection. That trust and communication. “I want the same.”
“You’ll find it, Zach.” Dad cupped my shoulder. “Just be careful. Luna loves her father.”
Meaning, she would probably choose him over me. But I wasn’t sure if she actually would or not. He seemed to raise her better than that. Especially with someone as headstrong as Creena for a female role model.
“Just take it one day at a time and don’t pressure her into doing anything she doesn’t want to do. I imagine she isn’t as experienced as you.”
My dick twitched at her being pure and untouched. The thought of taking her virginity and making it mine, stirred something dark and feral inside of me.
Dad laughed harder. “Yeah. You are definitely my kid.”
I only grinned.
“Well.” Dad stood from the couch. “I should head to bed and try and get some sleep before your mom starts worrying.” He paused at the doorway, turning back to me. “I’m just going to tell you one thing. Don’t hurt Luna and lead her on. If you’re not into her, stop whatever it is you’re doing before it goes too far.”
“I like her.” I had no intention of leading her on.
“Good.” Dad stared at me. “I’ve heard the rumors. I’m sure she h
as too.”
“It’s not true,” I confessed.
“How long?”
“Over a year.”
He nodded once, left the office, and quietly closed the door behind him.
I sighed, slumping onto the couch.
I needed a drink.
Luna
HEADING INTO THE DOVE Project, I was looking down at my phone when I bumped into someone. “Oh. Sorry.”
“Are you okay?”
I looked up, finding Clara Blanco staring down at me. “I’m so sorry.” I laughed lightly. “I’m distracted apparently.” Add to the fact that I hadn’t talked to Zach in a few days and I was a mess.
“No problem.” Her bright blue eyes warmed. “I was just leaving.” She glanced at her phone, a soft sigh leaving her full red mouth.
“Everything okay?” I always liked her. She had been nothing but nice after signing on to volunteer at the center a couple of months ago.
“I have a blind date coming up and I’m a little anxious.” A nervous laugh bubbled out of her. “It’s been awhile.”
“You got this.” I patted her hand. “You’re beautiful and kind. I’m sure you’ll have the guy eating out of the palm of your hand in no time.”
Her grin grew. She fluffed her long blonde hair, giving me a wink. “Well, I am irresistible.”
“Now you sound like Meadow.” I smirked, shaking my head.
“Well she is pretty awesome.” Clara had become friends with all of us but kept mostly to herself. She didn’t live in our town, so she never came to the parties that Gigi threw. As much as Gigi insisted. Clara preferred to go to school, work, volunteer at the center, and that was it. It made me like her even more because I would probably be the same way if I didn’t live with the girls.
“I hope you have fun on your date, and I can’t wait to hear all about it,” I told her. “But I should get inside.”
“Thanks, girl,” she said, walking past me. “Have a good one.”
“You too,” I called over my shoulder. I headed to the door of the large building and stopped. Turning back around, I saw Clara talking to Aiden and Ashton. They looked my way every so often.
