Control Us (Next Generation Book 1)

by J. M. Walker

  Luna

  ZACH’S TONGUE INVADED MY mouth. It was wet. Hot. And it took control much like the rest of him. His hand gripped my hair tighter, forcing my head back even more.

  I gasped, taking him even farther into my mouth. His tongue danced with mine. Owning. Taking. Igniting this need inside of me that I never knew I had before.

  Scratching my nails down his chest, I ran my hands around his sides to his back and pulled him closer.

  Zach released my hair and wrapped his arms around me before lifting me from the chair.

  Snaking my arms around his neck, I deepened the kiss, showing him that I wanted this as much as he did.

  Carrying me to his bed, he laid me gently on the mattress.

  I broke the kiss, staring up into his dark eyes. “I thought you said this would be fucking?”

  “I haven’t started yet,” he rasped, wrapping a hand around my jaw.

  “Then hurry up,” I demanded.

  A wicked grin spread on his face. Gripping my hips, he flipped me onto my stomach and ground his pelvis into my ass. “You’re impatient.”

  I grabbed the blankets beneath me and spread my legs for him. “You have no idea.”

  He chuckled, sinking his teeth into the back of my neck. “Fuck, you’re perfect.” He inhaled. “So fucking perfect.”

  “Show me,” I whispered.

  “What?” He ran his hand down my side and slid it beneath the fabric of my shirt. “What do you want?”

  “Show me what you would do if I wasn’t a virgin.”

  He paused in his path. “What do you mean?”

  I lifted onto my forearms, looking at him over my shoulder. “I know you’ve been with several women. Even if it’s been awhile. You still have more experience than me. Have any of them been a virgin?”

  His dark eyes met mine. “They haven’t.”

  “Then show me.”

  “No.”

  “Zach.”

  He shook his head. “No, I’m not fucking you like I’ve fucked them because you’re different. You don’t deserve that shit.”

  “But what if I want it? What if I want to know what it’s like to be fucked by every side of you?” I turned onto my back and sat up. Cupping his face, I placed a hard peck on his mouth. “Your angry side.” I licked along his bottom lip, forcing a shiver to tremble through him. “Your happy side. Your loving side.” I reached for his belt and started unbuckling it. “The side of you filled with rage. The side of you that’s been dormant for over a year.”

  A soft growl rumbled from somewhere deep inside of him.

  “What if I want to know what you feel like when you’re angry and inside of me?” I wasn’t sure where these words or thoughts were coming from, but I didn’t give a shit what Zach said. I wanted all of him.

  Something inside of him snapped. Before I knew what was happening, I was on my back with a hot mouth fused to mine. Zach roamed his hands roughly over my body. His fingers dug into my hips, the muscles tightening beneath his hard touch. He pushed between my legs, rubbing the thick part of himself against me. It ignited a burn I had never experienced before. Even when we previously messed around, it was nothing compared to this.

  My heart raced, my skin became clammy, but I knew he would put my safety above anything. He wouldn’t hurt me, even though I knew I had finally pushed him past that breaking point.

  ***

  (Zach)

  She didn’t want me. Not like that. But her words, her teasing, it tickled the beast until he took control and shoved the rational part of me aside.

  With my mouth fused to Luna’s, I rubbed my pelvis into hers. I swallowed her soft mewls of pleasure and let my hands speak for me.

  But it wasn’t enough.

  Breaking the kiss, I cupped her breasts and pushed them together. I gently bit a nipple through the fabric.

  Luna gasped, arching beneath me.

  Gripping the hem of the shirt, I pushed it up her torso, revealing… “Fuck.” My gaze popped to hers. “You’re not wearing a bra.” I was lost in my lust for her that I never even noticed.

  Her cheeks reddened. “I was trying to make it easy for us.”

  My dick jumped. Covering a nipple with my mouth, I sucked the hard nub between my lips and bit down.

  She yelped. “Zach.”

  I released her with a wet pop and blew across the swollen peak.

  She shivered, her dark eyes meeting mine. “Please stop teasing me.”

  “Where is this girl coming from, Luna?” I moved back up her body and towered over her. “This isn’t you.”

  “You don’t know if it’s me or not because you’ve never been with me.”

  Fuck, she got me there. “Luna.”

  “Please, Zach. I’m not asking you to marry me. Just fuck me. That’s all I want.”

  “You’re a virgin.”

  She rolled her eyes. “Yeah, thanks for the reminder.”

  Her sass shot to the tip of my dick. Before I could comprehend what I was doing, I had her on her stomach and her pants ripped down her legs faster than either of us thought possible. My hand landed against the cheek of her rear. Again. And Again.

  She cried out, lifting her hips into my swings. “Zach,” she whined.

  Swat. Swat. Swat.

  My palm burned but I didn’t care. I landed one final blow on her ass before pulling her to all fours. “Hmm…” Running my hand over the red flesh, I watched the way she trembled into my touch. “You want me.” I pushed my pelvis against her, rubbing my thick length over her naked center. “You want every side of me.”

  “Y-Yes.” Her body shook.

  Pushing the fabric of her shirt up and over her head, I kissed her hairline and tossed the shirt to the side. She knelt naked before me.

  I brushed a finger down the length of her spine, mesmerized by the path of goosebumps it left.

  Luna shivered, arching her back like a cat. “Zach,” she whispered.

  “Are you sure you want be fucked like I fucked them?”

  “Yes,” she said but her voice shook.

  “Turn over and lay on your back. Spread your legs for me.”

  She did as she was told, a flush spreading over her skin at being on display for my feasting eyes.

  “I’m not doing that to you. Not for your first time.” Even though she said she wanted me that way, I refused because I fucked them, to get the evil bitch out of my head. And now that I was with Luna, this would be a new me. A new us. No matter how much either of us fought our feelings for each other, I knew that there would be no going back from this.

  ***

  (Luna)

  “Zach?” I reached out to him.

  He took my hand and kissed my fingertips. The touch was so gentle, it brought a lump to my throat. “Tell me you’re sure.”

  “I am,” I answered automatically.

  “Luna, please be fucking sure because you’re giving me a gift.” Zach’s body trembled. “I don’t deserve your virginity. You should be saving it for someone special.”

  “I am,” I whispered.

  His eyes darkened. Releasing my hand, he towered over me and crushed his mouth to mine. But the kiss wasn’t like before. It wasn’t rough. It wasn’t aggressive. No, this one was sweet. Gentle. But it bordered on desperate. Like Zach was trying to kiss everything away. But he didn’t make a move to take it further. So I did.

  Reaching between us, I lowered his zipper and pushed a hand inside. When I came into contact with his thick cock, I pulled it free from his pants.

  He broke the kiss, leaning his forehead against mine. “Fuck,” he whispered.

  Lining up the tip with my soaked entrance, I wiggled farther beneath him and pushed it against my opening. My breathing picked up.

  “We need a condom,” I said, rubbing him back and forth over my sex.

  He groaned. “No, we don’t. I’m clean. I got tested a couple months ago. I want you bare, Luna.”

  Remembering the first time we almost had sex,
we didn’t use a condom then either. “I’m on the pill,” I whispered.

  His eyes dropped to mine. “Why?”

  “Because they regulate my periods,” I confessed, brushing my thumb over the slit in the tip of his cock.

  “Fuck.” His nostrils flared. “This is going to hurt,” he mumbled, blowing out slow, even breaths.

  “I don’t care.” I tilted my head and kissed his chin. “I know you’ll make it feel good eventually.”

  Zach took my free hand and linked our fingers. “Tell me when.”

  I pushed the tip of him into me. A little more and the head would be inside me. I wiggled some more, taking the crown farther into my body. The size of him stretched me. I bit my lip to keep from crying out at the burn of something foreign invading my body.

  “Luna,” he bit out. “I’m not going to fucking last.”

  “Now,” I demanded.

  Zach lunged forward, pushing into me in one smooth thrust.

  A sob escaped me, my eyes welling as the pain burned through me.

  “Shhh…baby.” Zach kissed my face. “I’m sorry.”

  “No. You’re fine.” My body shook beneath him. “Just move. Please.”

  He slowly pulled most of the way out and slid back into me slowly. He repeated the movement. Slow. So achingly slow. The pain turned to a dull roar but was soon replaced with…

  “Oh…” A tingle shot through me, heating every inch of me. “…My.”

  “There it is.” He squeezed my hand, pushing forward and then pulling back. He kept up the movements but never took it faster or harder.

  “Please,” I whispered, spreading my legs farther for him.

  Zach got the hint and sped up his hips. Cupping my inner thigh, he pushed my knee to the mattress and drove forward. “Fuck me.”

  “God, Zach. I…” An electric current rushed through me, exploding into pleasure I had never felt before. Spots danced in my vision, his name leaving my mouth on a soft cry. The release slammed into me.

  “So fucking tight,” he growled, pushing his face into the crook of my neck. “So perfect.” His cock swelled. Warmth spread from him and into me.

  Running my hands down his sweat soaked back, my heart stuttered. My fingers ran over bumpy ridges. “Zach?” I kissed his shoulder.

  He lifted his head, brushing my hair off my face, our lower bodies remaining connected. “I’m not normally a two-second man.”

  “Oh.” I glanced down between us before meeting his gaze. “I didn’t realize it was that fast.”

  He smirked.

  “How long can you usually go for?”

  Zach slowly pulled out of me.

  I winced, a tinge of pain spreading through my sensitive flesh.

  “Hours, Luna,” he said, leaving the bed and heading to his bathroom. He came back a moment later with a cloth in his hand. He laid down beside me, running it between my legs. “This will help with the swelling.”

  My heart warmed. “Thank you.” I covered his hand, keeping it between my legs. “You good?”

  He nodded, staring at our joined hands.

  “What is it?” I asked, lifting onto my elbow. “Zach.” I nudged him when he didn’t answer me.

  “I made you bleed.” His brows furrowed. “I’ve never…” He cleared his throat.

  “Hey.” I kissed his cheek. “I’m fine. I promise that I’m fine.”

  He turned his head, his lips finding mine. He pushed me back onto the bed and knelt between my legs. “I’ve never been with a virgin before and it’s taking everything in me not to fuck you again. Not to fuck you how I really want to fuck you.”

  “Oh.” I cupped his cheek. “Maybe in time?”

  A cocky grin spread on his face. “You want me again?”

  I swallowed hard, my cheeks heating. Would I sound desperate if I told him that I did? “If you want. I mean…”

  He chuckled, lying down beside me. “I want whatever you want, Moonbeam.”

  I blew out a slow breath. Pushing away from him, I slid off the bed and picked up my clothes.

  “What are you doing?” he asked, sitting up and leaned against the headboard.

  “I’m leaving.” Wasn’t that the rule? “Isn’t that what people do after?”

  “Yeah, if they’re having a one-night stand. Sure.” He leaned forward. “Is that what you think this is, Luna?”

  “Maybe?” I said, suddenly feeling exposed.

  “Well, I don’t know about you, but I want you again. And again. Tonight, wasn’t a one-time thing for me and I can bet on my life savings that it wasn’t the same for you either. Am I right?”

  “I guess.”

  A sly grin spread on his face. “Drop the clothes and come here.”

  I dropped them and took a step toward the bed. Once I reached the edge, he lifted a hand.

  “Kneel on the bed,” he demanded, his voice husky.

  I knelt like he instructed.

  “Crawl to me.”

  My body heated. I placed my hands on the mattress and crawled toward him.

  “Fuck.” Zach wrapped a hand around his cock. “Yeah, baby. Just like that.”

  I laughed, crawling into his arms.

  He wrapped himself around me, kissing my throat and laying us down on the bed. “I’m not letting you leave anytime soon, Moonbeam.”

  “Okay.” I brushed the bangs off his forehead. “Then I think you should convince me to stay.”

  And he did.

  Luna

  THE NEXT MORNING, I woke to a soft kiss on the forehead. I smiled, stretching my arms out beneath the pillow. Opening my eyes, I found Zach staring down at me with a huge grin on his face.

  “I’m sorry for waking you.”

  I sat up. He was already dressed. Wearing a dark red dress shirt tucked into black pants, he looked good enough to eat. The blood red of the shirt enhanced the natural tan in his skin. My stomach tumbled. God, he was beautiful.

  “What time is it?” I asked, my voice rough from lack of sleep. We had sex two more times before he let me go to sleep and he made sure to be gentle every time. But no matter how gentle he had been, my body still ached.

  “It’s almost seven thirty. I have to head into the city, or else I’d still be sleeping beside you.”

  “Oh okay.” I sat up, scrubbing my hands down my face. “How do I look?”

  His eyes darkened. “Fucking perfect.”

  I laughed, gently smacking his arm. “Right. My hair’s a mess and I need to have a shower and brush my teeth.”

  “Maybe so.” He kissed me roughly on the mouth. “But you’re still perfect if you ask me.”

  “You’re too sweet,” I told him, my heart warming.

  He pulled back, something flashing in his eyes before he turned away. “Get dressed. My mom made breakfast.”

  “Uh…” My cheeks burned. “Isn’t that weird? I mean…”

  “Not weird at all. She always makes breakfast.”

  “I mean—”

  “I know what you mean, Luna.” Zach picked my clothes up off the floor and handed them to me. “Trust me, it’s not weird.”

  “Have you had other women over?” I couldn’t help the jealousy running through me that he had shared his bed with someone else.

  “No, Luna.” Zach chuckled.

  “What’s so funny?” I demanded.

  “You’re jealous.”

  “I am not.”

  “Yes, you are.” His laugh deepened. “I told you I haven’t been with a woman in over a year.”

  “Alright.” I sighed. “I’m jealous. I can’t help it.”

  Zach leaned over me and kissed me softly on the mouth. “Any woman I fucked before you, was either at their place or a hotel. So I’ve never even shared this bed with anyone else but you. And no woman has ever been over to my apartment in the city. Does that make you feel better?”

  I breathed out a sigh of relief. “Yeah. It does.” I cupped his face. “Does it make you feel better knowing you’re the only m
an who’s ever been inside me?”

  “Fuck.” He shivered. “You can’t ask me shit like that when I can’t do anything about it.” He pulled away. “Get dressed.”

  I giggled.

  Zach shook his head. “Women.”

  “Do you think your parents know I’m here?” I asked, sliding off the bed and quickly getting dressed.

  A soft knock sounded on the door. “Your mom made breakfast,” Coby called from the other side of the door. “And tell Luna, she’s welcome to join us.”

  My eyes widened. “How…”

  Zach only shrugged, a hint of amusement flashing in his eyes.

  “How does he know that I’m here?” I asked Zach as we headed to the door.

  Zach opened it and I stepped out into the hall, finding Coby leaning against the wall.

  “I heard you both talking,” Coby said. “That’s how I knew you were here.” His eyes flicked to Zach. “Luna, will you excuse us a moment?”

  I looked between the both of them and nodded. “I’ll see if your mom needs any help.”

  ***

  (Zach)

  “You’re going to lecture me, aren’t you?” I asked my dad, leaning against the wall across from him and mirroring his pose.

  “Nope.” He crossed his arms under his broad chest, staring pointedly at me.

  “Are you going to tell me that I’m making a mistake? That I should have ended things before they even began? That I should have kicked her out before you woke up so we wouldn’t be having this conversation?”

  “Nope,” Dad repeated.

  Frustration coursed through me. “Then what is it?”

  “I’m just going to ask you one question. A question that I’ve learned over the years is a hard one to answer.” Dad pushed away from the wall. “Do you know what you’re doing?”

  I opened my mouth to answer but snapped it closed.

  “That’s what I thought.” Dad walked down the hall toward the kitchen, leaving me alone to stew in my thoughts.