by Tia KENZIE
“Luna,” he purrs, “are you naked?”
I bite my lip. “No, I’m wearing a thong.”
He raises a brow, then strips off quickly to his underwear, and climbs in. He sits across from me, just studying. I hold out the joint to him, which he takes. We relax in silence for a while, then he grins.
“Luna,” He says in a mischievous voice.
“Yeah,” I just as slowly reply.
“Did you like your gifts, from me?”
“I love them. Why?”
No reply to that. “Why?” I try again.
He just closes his eyes, grinning. I rack my brains, wondering what he could mean. Nope, I can’t come up with anything.
“What did I get you Luna?”
“Erm, the necklace and bracelets. Why?”
“So,” he starts slowly moving towards me, “did I buy you a hair clip?”
Damn, he knows. “Nope!”
He moves closer. “Luna, what have you got in your hair?”
I bite my lip again. He’s in front of me now, but not touching. I’m turned on, a lot! Which in turn is making me sweat, and blush.
“What do you think is in my hair?” I try for coy, I’m ashamed to say it comes out in a squeak!
He tilts his head to the side. “Oh, I don’t know. A thong, maybe?”
“Busted!” I laugh.
“Why are you naked, right now?” He asks, in a husky voice.
Shit! He’s good at this, like really good. “I’m blaming whatever is in the joint. It made me crazy.”
“Sure.” He smiles. He leans into me, not touching my body, just really close. “Can I make a wish, Luna?”
“What? Right now?” He gulps, and nods. “I need to see it though, to make my wish. It’s how it works.” It comes out all broken, and choppy.
“Okaaaay.” Damn girl, I’m on fire! I slowly turn around, kneeling on the seat, with my back to him. It’s the perfect height, the top of my ass sits just above the water.
He lays the fingers of both hands against my shoulders. He slowly trails them down, towards my shooting star. Oh Lordy, Lord! Goose bumps break out on my skin, at his touch. Then he goes one better. He kisses a trail down my body, following the path of my spine.
I’m hyper-aware of his touch, it’s sending an electrical charge through my body, straight to my core. I jump when his lips reach my tattoo, just above my ass. He takes his fingers, trailing them again from my shoulders, down the sides of my body, just skimming the outer edge of my breasts. Then he holds my waist and keeps them there. I wait, the anticipation is killing me. His face is close to my skin, to my ass, I can feel his hot breath on me.
“Dear shooting star. Here is my wish for today, it’s in 2-parts.
Part 1 – please can I ask that Luna gives me one of her special kisses. Part 2 - please can I ask that Luna, will one day love me, just as much as I love her. Thank you.” He chokes out. He finishes with a kiss over the star.
I stay still, not trusting myself to move right now. Is he for real? Is this for real? I’m thinking back to the night he whispered his thoughts to me, believing I was asleep. He spoke from the heart then; I know he did.
“Luna, turn around.”
I shake my head. I don’t want to face him because I know I’m crying, again. He wraps his arms around me, his front to my back.
“What’s up? Why are you crying?”
“Do you mean it? Do you really love me, Rome?” I’m pretty sure he does, but I just need confirmation, again. I need to know that he’s just not been swept up, in all the drama of today.
“Why don’t you kiss me and find out?” He whispers.
I nod, turning around. He sits down and I straddle my legs over him. Well, this is different. I’m naked, all that is between us is the material of his underwear. Let’s just say, I feel everything!
I’m aware my breasts are above the water level, exposed. Maybe it’s the joint, or champagne, but it doesn’t bother me. He gazes into my eyes, lowers his gaze to my breasts, then back up again.
Memory takes over and I start. “Close your eyes.” I whisper. He does. I kiss and nibble under his jaw, then lick up to the soft spot, just under his ear. His dick twitches already. I open my eyes and see him looking at me.
“Sorry, I’ll keep them closed.”
I place a kiss to the side of his lip, then trail the tip of my tongue, along the seam. His dick has grown to steel beneath me. It’s pushing against me, and I’m pushing back. He throws his lips to one of my breasts, sucking and teasing the nipple. My back automatically straightens, my head thrown back. He moves his lips up, kissing my exposed neck.
“Fuck Luna, I can’t do it.”
“What?” What the hell?
“I need to fuck you Luna, or make love to you. Whatever the fuck you want to call it. I need to be inside you like I need my next breath.” It comes out fast, urgent. He’s looking at me in desperation, waiting for my answer.
I nod, smiling. “Okay, Matteo Romero, yes.”
“Really? Are you sure you want to give me your first time?”
“Yes, I'm completely sure.” Because I am. I think the hurt I feel from what's happening with Dante and Colt is spurring me on. I've come to the conclusion that this beautiful man in front of me now really does love me. And for whatever reason I love him back, just as much. I can't think of a more perfect moment to gift the most special part of me. It feels magical being here with him like this.
He reaches over the side of the hot tub, to his discarded trousers. He takes out a condom, ripping it open with his teeth.
I watch him take off his underwear and roll the condom on, whilst stood up. He sits back down, holding a hand out for me. Now, because I like to think things through, you know, like a process, my brain is whizzing away. How to start, what to do, in what order etc. I can’t think of anything though. My mind is blank. All I know is I want to see his eyes, when he first enters me.
I straddle his hips, lowering slowly. He positions his dick at my entrance, then holds me still. He looks at me.
“Are you really sure?”
Bless! I nod, leaning in for a kiss. I lower myself and he enters me, slowly.
“Fuck Luna!” He curses. “You feel fantastic. You’re so fucking tight.”
I bite my lip and stare into his eyes. Pushing down further, I ignore the twinge of pain. I just need to see his eyes. I gaze into them and they come alive, sparkling, like stars in the sky.
I push harder and he jolts, I jolt! That feels, so fucking good. He’s filling me up, totally. I can feel him everywhere, it’s more than I ever knew it could be. We gaze at each other, as I slowly start to rock on him.
He grabs my face, pulling me in for a kiss. His tongue explores my mouth, while I pant with the pleasure coursing through me. He takes over the rhythm, pushing up into me slowly and then more forcefully. He keeps it at a steady rhythm, thrusting over and over. It feels fantastic. I throw my head back, while he holds me by my waist, licking and sucking on my nipples. I feel the orgasm, I know it’s coming. But my God! It’s more intense, more anything, than I’ve ever experienced before. Pleasure pulses through me, each time my body contracts with a jolt. It’s pure fire. I’m making some kind of mewling noise, I don’t know what it is, all I know is I can’t control it. He starts pumping into me faster and faster, then he grabs me for a kiss, groaning into my mouth as he comes.
We both still, panting, holding onto each other. My head is tucked into his neck. Fuck my life! That was amazing!
“I fucking love you Luna. That was the best I’ve ever had.” He chokes out.
I laugh. “Rome, you don’t have to tell me that you know. I mean come on, this was my first time. It’s sweet that you think you have to say it though.”
“No Luna. That is the first time I’ve ever fucked anyone that I love. It meant so much more, because I do love you.”
I pull back to look at him. He looks really vulnerable. I lean in for a quick kiss. “Thanks. You’re the
best I’ve ever had too!” I say all seriously.
He smiles widely, then tilts his head, realizing what I’ve just said. “Ha! Very funny.” He pulls me closer. “I want to be the only one you fuck, or love. Ever!”
Damn! He really means it. “Oh shit! I forgot to record it!” I say.
“Say what now?”
I start chuckling. “Talia asked me to record our first time, for her spank bank.” I cover my face, laughing.
“Why would she ask that?” He looks repulsed.
“Because she said we’d be explosive together.”
He arches a brow. “When did she say that?”
“When I told her about you stealing a kiss from me.” I move off him, reaching for both our champagne glasses. I pass Rome his, then sit back in my original seat.
“Oh, I did steal a kiss, didn’t I? Are you still mad about that?”
“Err, no, I’ve got over it. I mean, I was mad, at the time.”
“When did you stop being mad with me?” He’s grinning. I think it over.
“At the club, when you were in the chair, hurt. When you lifted your face and I saw your eyes. It nearly killed me when I realized it was you. I didn’t like seeing you hurt.” I murmur.
Tears start falling, as you do, when you are an emotional wreck, like me. He slides through the water to me. He reaches out, cupping my face.
“When did you know you loved me?”
“I think when I kissed you, at the club.” I whisper, realizing that I have indeed loved him since then.
“How did you know?”
“When I kissed you, it was different.”
He arches a brow, in question.
“It felt different.” I shrug.
“How?”
Fuck, he likes every little thing explaining. I wipe my eyes and clear my throat. I take a large drink of champagne. “It felt like you consumed me. There was a moment when it felt like something passed between us, through the kiss. I don’t know, I can’t explain it really well. I just know I’ve never felt that, ever, before.”
He puts his glass down on the side, then sits down, dragging me onto his knee. He nuzzles my neck, talking into it. “Do you know what passed between us?”
I shake my head.
“It was love Luna. At the beach that night, I meant it. I knew that I already loved you, as soon as I kissed you, I felt it.
Then when you kissed me at the club, all I could think about was how much I love you. I tried to show you in the kiss, and maybe, it worked.”
“I think it did, yeah. Have you ever done that before, with someone else?”
“Never, you’re the only person I’ve ever loved.” It might have sounded corny, but I actually believe him.
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Chapter 19.
The next morning, I wake up alone. We didn’t do anything else last night. After leaving the hot tub, and my V card behind, I showered and climbed into bed, really happy, and a tiny bit sore. We kissed and cuddled for a bit, then I fell asleep, wrapped in Rome’s arms.
Grabbing a robe, because I’m not comfortable walking around nude, I find a bag with some clothes in. Choosing a black bikini and a pair of denim cut-off shorts, I find Rome out on the far side of the deck. He’s talking on the phone with someone, he hasn’t seen me yet, because he’s facing the ocean. Huh! I thought we left our phones behind.
As I take a seat on one of the plush, cream loungers, I overhear part of his conversation.
“No, I can’t do it………. I know she says she loves me………. look, I just need you to help me get out of it.” He listens for a bit. “How long do I have to wait for the divorce?” He listens again. “So, that’s what I’ll do then. Leave it long enough, then I can file for a divorce.”
What the hell? On hearing this I stand up, backing away from the deck. He still hasn’t realized I’m here. Oh my God! It’s a scam, it must be. Who was he talking to? Is everyone involved? Toby? Dolby? I feel such a fool, a complete idiot. I gave him my fucking V card! I fell in love with him! Fuck! I need to get out of here.
I leave through the front door, taking a path at the side of the house, that leads onto the beach. I walk a long way, until I can’t see the beach house anymore. There’s a surfboard, just left on the beach. Looking around I can’t see anyone else, at all. Making a decision to borrow it, I drop my shorts and head into the water.
It’s been a while, but after a couple of failed attempts, I manage to lay my back on it. I even remember to tie the ankle strap. I float, trying to think things out in my mind. What a fucking, stupid, idiot I am. I actually, honest to God, thought he loved me. His actions and words yesterday proved he did. Surely, he’s not that mean. 'I know she says she loves me?' I notice he didn’t say we are in love! No, just me that loves him!
I was right all along, he’s a very good liar. I bet his speech was a lie too. What about all he said last night? I had really believed him. Then I think of what Talia has said about the Glory’s before. According to her they are ruthless. I think I’ve been conned. No, I know I have. I mean, yeah, I know the marriage was forced on us, but I fell in love with him, believing he felt the same way! My tears are drying as quick as they fall, the sun whisking them away. I scream, at nothing. I give a quick check to make sure I’m alone, thankfully I am.
I’ve been here a while now, the board has drifted a long way, further down the beach. I swap to my front, paddling back to the beach. As I get closer, I see a man walking on the sand. It’s not Rome, this guy is too stocky. He sees me and starts waving. I consider heading back into the water, but to be honest, I’ve caught too much sun and my skin feels burnt. So much so, the salt water is stinging me. As he gets closer, I see it’s Dolby. Oh, fucking great!
Once out of the water I sit on the sand, with my back to him, looking out to the ocean. He calls my name, but I ignore him. He calls another time; I ignore that too. Finally, he just takes a seat beside me.
“Luna, you need to get back.” He says, in a deep, no nonsense voice.
“Why?” I don’t look at him.
“Because Rome is going fucking crazy, looking for you. That’s why.”
“Are you part of it?” I ask, in a bored tone, running my fingers through the sand.
“Part of what?”
“Whatever this con is, that Rome's involved in? Did he make a bet or something?” I'm thinking he has, a bet to see how quick he can take my virginity.
“I don’t know what you mean. What do you mean Luna?”
I start crying, you know, for a change.
“Fuck! Let me call Rome. I don’t do crying.”
“Don’t.” I say, grabbing his hand to stop him making the call.
“Why? I thought you and him were good together.”
“Yeah, me too. But I was wrong. What do you know, about the wedding?”
He sighs. “I know enough. I know they’re holding Colt’s life above your head, and that you are doing this for him. That makes you a special person, Luna. I don’t know anyone else who would do something, so selfless.”
I turn to him. “I love Colt, so there’s no question of me helping him. Even though I think maybe he’s responsible for what’s happening to me. Does anyone else know about it? Does Toby?”
He shakes his head. “No, and he can’t find out either. Everyone needs to think it’s real. Especially Dante. He will fucking freak when he finds out. We need to ensure Colt is safe first, before that happens.”
I laugh. “Right.”
“So, are you coming?” He stands up, holding a hand out to me.
Shaking my head, I pick the board back up and head into the water. “In a bit. I’ll make my own way there.”
I hear Dolby shouting ‘fuck’ behind me, but I carry on.
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It’s getting dark now. I know I need to be heading back, plus I’m really hungry. I also need to get some cream on my skin, before it starts peeling. That won’t be a good look, for the wedding. I trudge back, taking th
e board with me. (Just for safe keeping.)
As I get near the beach house, Rome is on the deck, and he sees me. He flies down a set of steps and runs up to me. Wow, such a good actor, I think to myself.
“Luna, where the hell have you been? I’ve been worried about you.”
I laugh. “Yeah, sure you have. What’s up, afraid of what Uncle will say if I run away again?”
