by KC Kean
I slam my bedroom door shut and spin to find Parker stripped like I asked.
“Are you sure about this?” I ask.
“One hundred percent,” he responds, no hesitation, just the truth.
I nod.
“Good, because you're all mine, Parker,” I murmur.
Goosebumps raising all over my body.
All mine is right.
My hot as shit fucking virgin.
(Parker)
My brain is going a mile a minute and if I don’t calm down this will be over too quickly, and I’m not going down like that. The look in her eyes tells me she has questions first.
I lean back bracing myself on my hands and her eyes are locked in between my legs.
Fuck the lust in her eyes is driving me crazy, from the second I whispered it flicked up a notch.
“Luna, I want this with you so bad, but not like this. I haven’t done what I can see you want to do in your eyes.”
I never expected her to order everyone around and give us some privacy, I expected her to run for the hills. God, watching her out there she was so sexy, a real fucking goddess.
“There’s no going back from this?” she states.
She doesn’t ask if I’m lying, she knows. I don’t respond, giving her a nod instead. She moves towards me slowly, she’s a black widow and I’m caught in her web, yet I don’t want to be anywhere else.
“What experience do you have?”
I thought I would be embarrassed talking about this, but it feels natural with her.
“Everything but actual sex, I’m quite happy for just about anyone to give me head. I need a little more to reciprocate but I’ve never held enough of a connection with someone to want real ecstasy,” I murmur honestly.
“Have you ever done that with Roman before?” she asks, and I can see her remembering his dick in my mouth and it turns her on.
“Yeah, rarely but yeah,” I answer, again happy to be honest with her.
She lowers between my legs, fingers gliding up my thighs but not touching me, driving me crazy.
“I’ve never been someone’s first before,” she whispers.
Fuck.
“Then it was meant to be like this Luna,” I reply confidently.
She gives me strength in so many ways, she’ll never truly understand.
Not only that but tonight she refused to meet my father. Stood up to him. Stood for herself. She’s always had my attention but in that moment she had me fully. Then she makes Roman get me out of there, caring enough to see the repercussions I could have faced, because I wouldn’t have been able to just stand my ground too. Not yet anyway. She’s making me want too.
I cup her face and bring her lips to mine. I want her. I need her.
She pulls back too soon, to slowly graze her lips down my chest, like I did to Roman. Her tongue lightly swirls around my tip and I throw my head back, fuck she’s a little tease.
“Luna, you might be my Queen, and this might be my first time but don’t fucking tease me. We’ve had our foreplay already,” I grunt as I squeeze her breast and she shivers.
She can’t talk, just nods.
“Have you got any condoms?” I ask because I sure as shit didn’t even consider bringing any.
She climbs on to my lap and stares at me for the longest time before she finally answers.
“I do, but I’m on the pill, and for your first time I want us to feel each other skin to skin, remember this between us forever. I’ve never done that, it’d be a first for both of us.”
Fuck, I want that. I trust her especially when I see the vulnerability in her eyes. I nod and that’s the only permission she needs as she’s dragging her pussy against my cock, bringing it to her entrance and slowly sinking down on me.
My fuck. This. Is. Incredible. All I can process is the feel of her heat surrounding me, taking me deeper and deeper. When she’s fully seated, my hands find her hips holding her in place. She’s so tight. My dick has never been strangled like this before and I want more of it. Remembering to breathe I finally release a groan trapped in my throat.
Her hands force my head to lift from looking at where we are joined.
“Fuck Parker. I’ve never. Oh god,” she cries out as she tries to grind against me.
I loosen my hold so she can move, and I lose it.
Lose myself to her movements, to all these sensations.
Keeping one hand on her ass as she grinds over and over, I use the other to bring her nipple to my mouth. She curses when I flick my tongue again and again. The drags of her pussy get frantic as her core clenches tight around my cock, and I can’t help biting her nipple which only sends her further over the edge.
If the guys are out there, they definitely heard her and that makes me hotter. Letting them know I’m taking good care of her.
Deciding I want control I flip her on her back, swiping my tongue between her legs, tasting my queen before I thrust back inside of her.
Fuck.
She wraps her legs tight around my waist as I thrust deeper and deeper. Her cries get louder and I can tell she’s close again, finding her clit with my thumb I don’t relent my pace or brutal pounding.
“Parker. Fuck. Parker,” she screams as her pussy locks tight around me.
I can’t hold off anymore coming harder than I ever have before, as I continue to ram myself inside her, riding out our aftershocks together.
I drop my head to her shoulder trying to catch my breath as we both come down from our high. She strokes my hair back and I lift to glimpse into her eyes. I kiss her with all the passion I feel for her instead of using stupid words, she responds just as fiercely, and my soul feels settled yet close to exploding at the same time.
Not wanting to leave her lay in our mess, I stand off the bed and she follows although she pauses to look down her body. I see it. My cum running down the inside of her leg.
“Fuck I like that,” I groan, and she smirks at me.
“You want me to set the shower or bathtub for you?” I ask and she wraps her hands around my neck.
“You Parker Parker, are too good to me. I would die for a lay in that tub right now.”
I smile unable to hide her effect on me.
“Are you okay going like that or do you want my shirt?”
“I would have been fine naked but the thought of your scent on me is too hard to deny,” she purrs.
Fuck. She knows what she’s doing to me. I hand it over to her and she fastens just two of the buttons, hot as hell.
She goes to open the door, but I can’t help but pick her up to carry her to the bathroom. When we step into the lounge a different movie is playing on the tv and whatever the guys were talking about has been forgotten as they watch us.
Luna’s head is resting against my shoulder, so she doesn’t see we have their attention. I’m halfway walking her through when Oscar finally opens his mouth.
“Fuck me Parker, did you manage to last more than six seconds on your first time or what?”
Roman whacks him round the head as Luna calls, “Don’t be a dick Oscar.”
“Baby girl I’m not, I’m only making sure he treated my girl good,” he defends. Asshole.
“He can give you details whilst I have a bath, seeing as his cum is trailing down my leg still, okay?” She replies, eyes on me and a grin on her face. She knows what she just did.
“Wait? What? Why would that ... oh man. You lucky bastard Parker, my dicks hard again now,” he groans.
Yeah.
I could live in this moment forever, as the luckiest bastard alive.
CHAPTER THIRTY
(Luna)
Monday morning yet I’m not in my uniform. I’m all set to get my first assignment done. West signed me off to leave campus for the next two days, without questions which surprised me. I think I expected him to kick up a fuss, but I’m glad I didn’t have to deal with any of that. I’ve got Dot beneath me and I’m heading to Washington which is where DCM Tech headquarters
are. I’ve got my own tools and a few new tech ones from Kai so I’m all set.
I’m ready for my phone to start blowing up anytime, seeing as I sent a group text letting them know I wouldn’t be around for the next few days. I just know at least one of them is going to be unhappy that I’m alone, but I’ve done this many times on my own before. Red knew I was setting off this morning, so someone knew where I was going to be. I knew she wouldn’t put up a fight about it like the guys will.
I left before six this morning so I could make good time and have the day to set up before I hit them tonight. It’s almost eight as I pull into the Four Seasons. It took a lot of research to find out which hotels in Washington weren’t influenced by Featherstone, and typically it was either the most expensive or run-down guest houses.
I park Dot a block away, making sure no cameras are on her and keeping her away from being linked to me at this hotel. As I enter the lobby in my skinny ripped jeans and leather jacket, I feel slightly underdressed, and I wonder if I should have tried to blend in better.
Fuck it, I’m sure they have Rockstar’s stay here too, just not right now.
Heading to the check in desk the girl looks me over like I’ve walked shit in. Great.
“Can I help you?”
“Yeah, I’ve got a reservation under the name of Gibbs,” I reply trying not to rise to her shitty attitude.
“I think you’re at the wrong place hun.”
Is she joking me?
“I suggest you bring your system up and check me in Laura,” I say reading her name on her badge.
She sighs as she clicks around a little, then her face drops.
“Gibbs as in the Royal Suite reservation,” she asks on a gulp.
I want to whack her head into the wall in frustration at her shitty girl antics, but I don’t.
“That’d be me,” I say with a smirk.
She nods quickly and gives me everything I need.
“I hope you have a wonderful stay with us Miss Gibbs. Your parcel was received on Friday and is now waiting in your suite for you.”
Fuck off Laura.
I hope you get genital warts.
Judge that.
I’m on the second floor so I take the stairs. There aren’t many rooms on this floor, because they are so big, so I’m quickly inside. Fuck if I thought adjusting to my room at Featherstone was something this is next level. When I saw they had rooms with private fitness space I jumped at it. I can literally do everything except scope and actually enter DCM all from here.
This room is bigger than some people’s houses. The entry space alone is the size of my lounge back at Featherstone, all marble floors and high-end furnishings. Are those star lights in the ceiling? The whole space is a mixture between modern and traditional. The lounge is about the size of the Main Hall, it’s crazy. I’m loving the deep purple sleigh bed in the bedroom too. While the outdoor terrace makes me wish I hadn’t come alone, because you could throw one hell of a party out there.
The suite even comes with a conference room which could easily seat ten people, with projectors, monitors and memory boards hung on the walls. So, I decide to set all of my stuff up in there.
I had everything that wouldn’t fit with me on the ride down shipped here in preparation. A lot I’ll leave behind, still set up to continue my checks after I hit them, the rest will either be thrown away or shipped back.
It would have been easier if I’d just brought a car but fuck that.
I need to set up my cameras outside of the building, everything else I’ll have access to by hacking into their surveillance. I’d always done this, it would take me forever, but Kai helped me out this time. He’s basically done all the work I now just need to open a secure folder on my laptop and bam, I’m in.
I’ve been watching them at different times of the day and the shutdown process is always the same, and no one ever stays later than eight in the evening. The blueprints are casually stored in the admin office, easily accessible. I just need to get in there.
I place a few cameras around my suite in each room because I can never be too careful, and at least whilst I am out, I can still see everything.
I consider taking a nap, but I haven’t eaten yet and I can see my phone flashing from here, screaming at me to answer the guys before they explode. Unlocking it I see over twenty missed calls and too many messages in the group chat. I also have a text from Red too, so I look at hers first.
Red: Hey, just checking you’ve arrived? I already miss your sassy ass. Get it done and get back here girl!
Luna: I’m here. You would die for this room. Makes me think we need a trip! The guys are blowing up my phone, wish me luck.
Red: Girl, that sounds like a plan! You don’t need any luck, you have those guys wrapped around your pinky. Ha ha. Love ya bitch!
She makes me chuckle to myself, always brightening my mood. Now onto the shit show that’s about to be in the group chat.
Roman: What the fuck Luna, you’re joking right?
Roman: Luna, I swear to god answer the phone.
Oscar: Baby girl you’re crazy. Where are you?
Parker: I’m not happy you’ve gone alone Luna, please answer.
Roman: I’m close to having Kai track your mobile, don’t make me!
Kai: Sakura, please just let us know you are okay.
Oscar: Baby girl…
Parker: I’m worried guys, it’s been nearly three hours.
Roman: I’m speaking to West, he’s obviously the one to give her an off-campus pass.
Oscar: Get us off-campus passes, she shouldn’t be alone.
Kai: Luna is a grown woman, but I agree, I am worried.
Parker: Roman? Any luck?
Roman: He’s a dick. Says she needs to do this alone. Give it twenty minutes then I’m leaving here. Fuck the consequences.
Oscar: Me too.
Parker: Where are DCM Tech based?
Kai: Washington
Oscar: At least we know where we’re headed.
Fuck these guys are crazy. I’d like to send a quick text so I can eat and sleep, but I know that won’t be enough. I make quick work of ordering some food to be sent up and call the group chat, putting it on loudspeaker and stepping back from the table.
It barely rings once when Roman’s voice comes through the line
“What the actual fuck Luna? Do you know how worried I’ve been? We’ve been? You can’t just fucking do this,” he growls.
He’s mad, but he needs to learn I’m my own person and I got by just fine in life before I agreed to this, whatever this is with them.
“Are you done?” I ask.
“Done? Fucking done? You don’t even have a clue do you?”
“I get concern Roman. I get you guys not liking that I’m off doing this by myself, but the second you start shouting at me like I’m a child is the same moment you get cut off. Now you’re either going to show me some fucking respect when you talk to me or this conversation is done, what’ll it be?” I growl.
I’m probably acting overly defensive, but I am who I am, tough shit.
I’m met with silence, looking at the screen I can see the other guys names are also showing as in the call, but no one says anything.
“He’s done Luna, please don’t end the call,” Parker quietly calls through the phone.
“Hey babe,” I respond, like I’m a completely different person, all soft and full of joy.
He brings it out of me, has me calling him nicknames, and well, he wasn’t an acehole just now.
“Hey angel, are you okay? I’m worried about you,” Parker responds.
It’s as if he knows he needs to do the complete opposite of what Roman just did to make this work better and it makes me smile.
“I’m okay, just at the hotel, waiting on some food. Then I need to set up my cameras outside the building and take a nap, I just haven’t decided what order to do those in yet. Are you okay?”
“I’m better now I’ve heard your voice
, but I’d be far better if you weren’t alone.”
“I know Parker, but this isn’t about you guys. This is my assignment. An assignment almost identical to jobs I’ve done before. I’m not out here trying to prove myself to people who don’t deserve that level of effort from me. I’m out here fully aware of myself and my skills. I’ll be back tomorrow night,” I offer, like I should even need to pacify them.
“It is about us Princess. We care about you and you aren’t letting us do that,” growls Roman, clearly still not able to control his frustration.
“Shut up Roman,” calls Kai, which makes me silently chuckle.
Someone using Roman’s classic line back on him. It should have been Oscar who said it for a complete role reversal.
“Sakura, are you sure you can’t make room for just one of us?” Kai asks, I don’t respond for a moment trying to figure out what’s for the best.
“Please baby girl, compromise with us. Just one of us, whoever comes won’t be in the way just there to keep us from going any crazier,” Oscar begs, finally joining the conversation.
Compromise? Is that what this is? I’m still not used to thinking of others. When it was Tommy, I never took him into consideration not once. Now I’m having to think about four others, like that’s completely normal.
This is different though. It feels different. I’m different, and I want to make this work. Especially after Saturday night. Not the sex, although that was phenomenal, but after all of that. Both mattresses pushed together on the floor in the lounge with the sofas behind us. Curled up and relaxed in each other’s company, I felt like I belonged there in that moment with these guys. That’s what I wanted more of.
“Okay, I’ll compromise. Just one, don’t push me. I swear if any more of you show up, be prepared for a shit show. I’m at the Four Seasons, don’t park at the hotel. Royal Suite, second floor room 200. Decide amongst yourselves who’s coming, my food’s here and I deserve a fucking nap after being ganged up on.”
I put the phone down. I don’t think that was too harsh, I wanted to be harsher, but I compromised as much as I could bring myself to do.
God give me strength to deal with four bossy assholes.
