by J. M. Walker
My heart stuttered, wondering what that was about.
“Luna?”
I jumped, spun around, and found my mom and Jay Rodriguez coming toward me. “Hey, sorry I’m late.”
“No problem.” Jay smiled, the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes becoming more pronounced. “Come. Ainsley’s waiting for you.”
***
A few days later, I was getting dressed when thoughts of my desperate phone call to Zach crashed into me. My body heated. Although, I had forgotten what we had done, every time I went to bed at night, he invaded my dreams. I still couldn’t believe I had gotten up the courage to do that. And watching him touch himself…my body hummed. Yup. Definitely unexpected.
We were only able to text with how busy we had both been at work. My mom and Jay had needed me to help Ainsley, one of the other girls who worked at The Dove Project, with fixing up the place.
They also had a biker club come into the tattoo shop Jay owned, unexpectedly, who wanted new ink since they were staying in town for a few days. I had set up the appointments and both my mom and Jay were so busy, they had to call in a favor and get help.
Finally getting a day off on Saturday, I slipped into a cute red bikini. It had been the first sunny day all week, so I wanted to take advantage of it while I could.
Throwing on a white sheer button up shirt, I pulled my hair back into a ponytail. Just as I was about to leave my room, my phone dinged.
Zach: You free today?
I smiled.
Me: Yes.
Zach: Good.
My heart thumped. I wasn’t sure if it would be awkward, knowing what we had done a week ago. Add to the fact that we almost had sex too. I was thankful he turned down the date. When he cleared the air about the rumors, I wondered why he didn’t do that when they first started spreading. Maybe he found it easier not to. I was sure it could get tiring after a while and he probably just gave up.
Zach and I hadn’t talked about it but clearly, there was something going on between us. Something that neither of us could deny. Not that I wanted to anyway, but I knew even though Zach wanted me, and I wanted him, something was holding him back. I just didn’t know what it was.
A knock sounded on the door.
“Come in.” I gave myself one last glance in the mirror and let out a soft sigh.
“Holy shit, girl.”
My head whipped around. I squealed when I realized who was standing at the door.
Piper Michaels laughed, closed the distance between us, and pulled me into a hard hug.
“How are you? When did you get back? Your parents must have missed you something fierce. It’s been way too long.”
She giggled at my badgering of questions. “I’m good. I got back last night and yes, they missed me but also understood that I had to come see my favorite people. God, I’ve missed you girls.”
I wasn’t sure how Piper did it, but she convinced her parents, Maxine and Dale, to let her backpack across Europe for the past three months for her birthday.
“But how are you ?” She spun me around. “You look good. You’ve lost weight.”
“You think so?” I had always been curvy thanks to my father’s cooking and Meadow’s constant baking. But I decided in the last year to become more active, so I took up running.
“Girl, Zach is going to eat you up when he sees you in this.”
My head snapped up. “Why would he care?”
She laughed. “We all know you’ve had a crush on him for years. But I heard you’re becoming closer.” She winked.
“Gigi has a big mouth,” I muttered.
“I heard that,” Gigi yelled from the hallway.
“You were supposed to,” I called back.
We all laughed.
“Tell me about your trip,” I told Piper, hooking my arm in hers and leading her out of my room.
“It was so good.” Her cheeks reddened. “Really good.”
I paused in my steps, forcing her to stop beside me. “How good?”
“Uh…” She coughed, a light laugh leaving her. “I met someone. I don’t want to talk about it just yet but…” She shrugged. “Anyway. Don’t tell the twins. I need to talk to them still.”
“I won’t.” I searched her face.
She averted my gaze.
“Well, I can’t wait to hear about everything you saw,” I said, changing the subject.
She glanced my way, a grin spreading on her face. “I’ve never taken so many pictures in my life.”
I laughed. “Come outside with me. I’m going to soak up this sun while I can.”
She nodded, telling me about the food she ate, the sights she saw, and the places she went to.
As I listened to her tell me all about her trip, I couldn’t help but wonder how it would go with the twins. She was the only girl Ashton and Aiden dropped everything for. They enjoyed threesomes and were not discreet about their exploits. Piper was their best friend, but we all knew it went beyond that. But we also knew that Piper wasn’t into it as much as the guys were. I had a feeling the person she met on her trip, had something to do with this, whether she liked to admit it or not.
I left Piper in the house and headed out to the backyard. Grabbing one of the loungers, I took off my cover up.
Resounding whistles erupted around me.
I laughed. “Thanks guys.”
“You look good girl.” Gigi handed me a bottle of water.
“I know.” I winked, taking it from her.
She grinned. “I think our families want to have dinner next week at my parents’ place.”
“Oh,” Meadow exclaimed. “Backyard barbeque.”
I jumped. “Where the hell did you come from?”
She rolled her eyes. “I’m small but I’m not that small. You guys just don’t pay attention.” She spun on her heel and headed back to the house. “I’ll start planning out some new desserts.”
“I swear your sister’s a ninja,” I told Gigi.
She laughed, shaking her head. “She takes after our father that way.” She paused. “How’s your brother doing?” she asked me while I sprayed on some sunscreen.
“Good.” I passed her a glance. “Why?”
She shrugged, sitting on the lounger beside me. “No reason.”
I bit back a laugh.
“Is he seeing anyone?” she asked, averting my gaze.
I smiled. “Why don’t you just admit that you have a thing for him?”
She gasped, feigning shock. “I have no idea what you’re talking about. Besides, he’s only nineteen. And I’m still dating Matt. But God, I feel like a dirty old woman.”
I laughed. “He won’t be nineteen forever you know.”
“That’s true.” She sighed.
My brother worked with Ashton and Aiden’s father’s construction company now that he was done school. Although he had no idea what he wanted to do with his life, he liked getting his hands dirty.
He had planned on becoming partners with Ashton and Aiden whenever their dad was ready to retire as well. Aiden was in the navy and was having problems. But none of us knew what those problems consisted of. It took him to a dark place whenever it was brought up, so we never questioned it further.
“I’m just curious if there’s someone else,” Gigi continued.
“No, but you do know that he’s had some psycho exes. So just be careful,” I warned.
“He’s too young to have psycho exes.” She scowled.
“I know.” I continued setting up the lounger, getting ready for my tan.
“Um...Luna.” Gigi cleared her throat. “Zach’s here.”
My heart jumped when I remembered the last phone conversation we had.
“That’s nice.” I swallowed hard.
“He’s coming this way.”
I followed her gaze.
Zach was coming toward us. His stride was long, his body stiff. His eyes were dark, taking in my form.
“He looks pissed.” Gigi rose to her full he
ight. “Good luck with that one, girl.”
“Gee, thanks,” I muttered, keeping my gaze locked on his.
My heart raced the closer he got.
When he reached me, he grabbed my upper arm in a rough hold and pulled me to the side of the house.
“Zach.” I tried prying his fingers off of me, but he was too strong. “What the hell is your problem?”
“What the fuck are you wearing?” he demanded, his voice strained.
“It’s called a bathing suit,” I said slowly. “Have you never seen one before?”
“Not like this. Not on you. Fuck me, Luna. You’re practically naked.” He pushed me, backing me up against the wall.
“I am not naked. I’m completely covered. I’m trying to enjoy this weather while we still have it.” Not that I needed to explain this to him. “And besides, you didn’t seem to complain last week when I was naked.”
“You need to cover up,” he said, ignoring my comment.
“No.” I pulled from his grip. “I don’t. You are not my father.”
“Your father would demand for you to put clothes on too.” Zach’s gaze traveled down the length of me.
“Well he’s not here, now is he?” My breathing picked up the longer Zach stared at me.
“No.” He brushed a finger over my shoulder, hooked it beneath the strap of the bathing suit top, and pulled it lower. “He’s not. If he was, I don’t think he would appreciate me doing this.”
“Doing what?” I asked, licking my lips.
“Touching you.” Zach backed me up even more, pushing me into the dark corner at the side of the house.
“Zach,” I breathed, itching to touch him but keeping my hands at my sides instead. Something nudged at me and told me to wait for him to give me permission.
“I don’t like knowing the twins can see you in this.” His thumb ran over the fabric covering my nipple. “I don’t like knowing that anyone can see you in this.”
My breath caught in my throat. “They’re focused on Piper.” I wasn’t sure if that was true or not but either way, it didn’t matter.
“I don’t give a shit.” Zach pinched the nub.
I whimpered, arching into him.
“This doesn’t leave much to the imagination.” He pulled the fabric covering my breast lower, his gaze falling to my exposed skin. He licked his lips. “I can’t wait to taste every inch of you.”
I swallowed hard. “Who says you can?”
He grinned. “Trying to play hard to get, sweet girl? Who called me last week? Who initiated the phone sex?”
“I’m not like the other women you’ve been with,” I blurted.
“No, Moonbeam. You definitely aren’t.” In a quick move, Zach spun me around and shoved me up against the brick wall. “You’re better,” he growled in my ear, rubbing his erection against my ass. “I’ve been so damn hard for you all week. I keep touching myself, but I won’t come. Not until I can explode inside of you.”
I shivered. “Geeze, Zach. Do you always talk this way to women?”
He chuckled, the sound dark and inviting. “I haven’t talked this way to a woman in a long time. But I know there’s a slutty little girl inside of you.” He cupped my breast, rubbing his pelvis against the seat of my ass. “You like my dirty words.”
“Zach,” I breathed, pushing back into him. “This is…this is too much. I can’t…” My head fell back against his shoulder.
He gripped my hip, giving my nipple a pinch with his other hand. “You’re so fucking beautiful.”
Getting another moment of bravery, I grabbed his hand on my hip and moved it to the spot just above my bathing suit bottoms.
His fingers brushed beneath the fabric. “I want you. I want you so fucking much.” His voice was rough, the delicious timbre sliding over every inch of me. He was losing control, on the verge of snapping, and I couldn’t wait to help him pick up the pieces.
“Zach,” I whispered, pushing back into him. I knew that we shouldn’t be doing this out here. I knew that anyone could catch us at any moment, but I didn’t care. It was like Zach and I were stuck in our own little world and no matter what happened, it would always just be him and I.
“Fuck, Luna.” He cupped my breasts in both hands, pushing his pelvis into me. “You make me so fucking hard.” His hands ran down the length of my body. “I can’t wait to fill you up. To make you scream my name. To make you beg for more.”
A breath left me. I couldn’t wait for any of that either.
Zach turned me around, pinched my chin, and forced me to look up into his dark eyes. They seared into me, promising me endless hours of mind-blowing pleasure.
With the back of his hand, he ran it down the center of my torso. A path of goosebumps followed, sending a hot shiver racing down my spine.
I licked my lips, staring up at him. Waiting. Hinting. Begging for him to take it further. My body vibrated, my soul screamed for him to make it his own.
“You want me,” he said, his voice rough.
“Yes,” I croaked.
His lips pulled up into a smirk. He moved his hand lower, brushing his thumb over the fabric covering my clit.
I jumped, a shot of electricity hitting me square in the center of my very being.
His eyes darkened. Running his thumb back and forth, he grabbed onto my hip with his other hand, holding me in place.
I chewed my bottom lip to keep from crying out. The pleasure consumed me. The more Zach rubbed, the higher that pleasure climbed.
“Zach,” I whimpered, closing my eyes.
“No.” Zach grabbed my chin in a rough move. “Look at me.”
My eyes popped open.
“I want to watch your face when you come.” He released my chin and slid his thumb beneath the fabric of my bottoms.
I shivered, leaning my head back against the fence. “God.”
He chuckled, slowly inserting his thumb into me. “You’re perfect. Did you know that?”
I laughed. “I’m not but thank you.”
His dark eyes fell to my waist. “Definitely perfect.” Hooking his fingers into the crotch of my bottoms, he pulled them to the side. “Christ, you’re wet.” He removed his thumb, brushing it gently over my throbbing clit. “So fucking wet.”
“Zach,” I whined, grabbing onto his shoulders. “Please.”
“Shhh…” He leaned his forehead against mine. “Come for me, sweet girl.” The rough pad of his thumb pushed and prodded, running back and forth over the swollen nub.
A tingle started in my toes, sliding up my legs to the center of my soul. My thighs trembled, my knees threatening to give out on me. A breathless gasp escaped me as the unexpected release rocked through every inch of me.
“That’s it.” Zach pushed two fingers into me. “Keep coming, Luna.”
“Oh God.” I cupped the back of his neck, digging my nails into his skin. “So good.”
“So fucking good,” he added, removing his hand from between my legs. He righted my bottoms, giving my hip a light tap. “I can’t wait to fill this pussy up.”
I shivered at the idea of him being inside me.
Seconds ticked by. Maybe even minutes where we just stared at each other.
“Zach, I…” I chewed my bottom lip, not sure what I was about to say. So rather than speaking, I lowered to my knees.
His eyes widened. “Luna.”
“I’ve never done this before. But I want to. With you. No one will catch us.” Even if they did, at the moment, I didn’t care. “Please let me return the favor.”
“You don’t have to do this,” he said, his voice raspy.
“I know.” I reached out for him, grabbing onto his pants and undoing his belt buckle. “But I want to.”
***
(Zach)
I didn’t make Luna come to get something in return. My father taught me better than that. I had learned how to respect a woman and make her give me everything I had wanted just by using her body, but I still never expected anyt
hing out of it.
With Luna staring up at me with those bright eyes of hers, I couldn’t help but reach out and run my thumb along her bottom lip. The same thumb that had been inside her tight body. The same thumb that she could smell her desire on. The same thumb that had given her what I could only assume was her first orgasm that wasn’t by her own touch.
“Zach.” My name was husky on her tongue. That single word falling from her lips forced a drop of pre-cum from the very tip of my cock.
Instead of speaking, I dropped my hand to my side and gave up the very control I had spent my whole life taking advantage of. But could I really give up that control? Could I really open up completely and allow Luna to know the real me without getting hurt in the process? I told myself that this was just physical. Luna had an itch and I was the one who would scratch it. We would do our thing and she would move on. I knew because once she found out how deep my damage went; it would scare her away.
Shaky fingers undid the button on my pants, tugging me out of my thoughts. Lowering the zipper, she pulled the fabric apart and moved the waist of my boxers low enough so she could get access to the part of my body that ached for her.
Her tongue swiped along her lip, a flush of red hitting her cheeks.
Leaning a hand against the fence, I clenched the other at my side. It took everything in me not to take control of the situation, but this was for her. All for her. I wasn’t sure why things had changed so suddenly but at the moment, I didn’t care. I couldn’t for fear that this would end before I could feel her hot mouth wrapped around my cock.
“I don’t know what I’m doing,” she said, staring up at me through dark lashes.
“Fuck.” My cock jumped. “Your innocence is going to kill me.”
A sly grin spread on her face. Reaching out, she ran her thumb along the length of my swollen cock. “I know we could get caught at any moment but I…” Her cheeks reddened even more. “I find that I don’t actually care about that.”
My dick jumped at her words. “No one will see you.” I shielded her from any unexpected viewers.
She nodded slightly, lowered the zipper all the way, and reached a shaky hand into my pants. “I want to make you feel good.”
