Luna

As I basked in their appreciation, a dangerous thought crept into my mind.

What if it was just Luna and I?

Her skin was still warm from our recent activities, her scent intoxicating. I couldn’t shake the image of her all to myself, her luscious curves pressed against my body as we explored each other in ways only dreams could conjure.

I couldn’t deny the insatiable hunger I felt for her. Her presence ignited a fire within me that burned hotter with each passing moment. Her beauty alone could weaken anyone's knees, but her spirit delighted me even more.

The way she moved, laughed, and moaned in pure joy ignited strong feelings within me. I couldn't resist her magnetic pull, much like a moth irresistibly attracted to a flame.

And then there was her pussy. Oh, sweet gods, her pussy. It tasted like pure ecstasy, like nectar from the heavens. I found myself addicted to the taste of her, yearning for more with each delicious lick.

But while I was lost in my desires, another thought crossed my mind. What if Luna were to join me, Sebastian, and Nathan in our illicit rendezvous? Just the thought of it gave me chills. Well, thinking about something that was never going to happen was useless. I closed my eyes, attempting to chase away my thoughts.

I watched Luna snuggle closer to Damien, her expression soft and content, I couldn’t help but feel a twinge of jealousy. I wanted her for myself, wanted to feel her soft curves pressed against mine, to lose myself in the heat of our shared passion.

Lying together after our tryst, I kept glancing at Luna, curious if she felt that same powerful attraction. Her eyes met mine in a silent understanding, a flicker of something unspoken passing between us.

Damien eventually fell asleep next to us.

I gazed into Luna’s eyes, the desire reflected back at me. Without speaking, we both knew what we wanted. I carefully reached out, lightly touching her skin as my fingers traced the shapes of her form. Luna moaned softly, reacting to my touch.

I leaned in to kiss her, my lips meeting hers in a fiery tangle of desire. She moaned into my mouth, her hands explored my body with unrestrained eagerness.I moved lower, trailing kisses along her neck and collarbone before finally reaching her breasts. I sucked gently, savoring the taste of her skin.

I started gently sucking on one breast, my lips and tongue teasing her sensitive flesh. Luna's breath hitched, and I could hear the soft moans escaping from her parted lips. Encouraged by her response, I brought my other hand up to knead and massage her other breast, alternating between gentle caresses and firmer squeezes.

Her hands found their way into my hair, her fingers tangling in the strands as she arched her back, offering herself completely to me. A wave of longing swept through me, kindling a flame that only her touch could extinguish.

I switched between her breasts, giving each one equal attention and care. I could feel her chest rising and falling rapidly, her body humming with arousal. My own heart was pounding in my chest, a symphony of desire and longing.

Her breathing grew heavier, her moans growing louder as I devoted myself to pleasuring her. I could see the passion and desire blazing in her eyes, mirroring my own feelings.

I continued to suck and knead, my movements growing more urgent and desperate, Her body quivered beneath me, her breath coming in short, ragged gasps as she crested the edge of pleasure. I felt a surge of pride, of satisfaction, knowing that I was the one who had brought her to this peak.

And then, just as I felt myself teetering on the edge of bliss, Damien stirred. He rolled over in his sleep, his arm reaching out to grasp Luna’s in a possessive hold. She stifled a gasp,  remaining still as he settled back into slumber.

She Luna gently nudged his hand away, freeing herself from his grasp.

I knew that we had to be careful. We couldn't risk waking him.

We slipped out of bed and onto the plush carpeted floor.  Luna’s eyes sparkled with mischief as she ran her hands over my body, igniting a fire within me that had been burning all night long.

"Can I suck your pussy?" she asked boldly, her voice soft but filled with desire. 

I felt a rush of heat spread through my body at her words, my heart racing with anticipation. I nodded, giving her unspoken permission to explore me in ways I had only fantasized about.

Luna knelt before me, her hands gently parting my thighs as she leaned in closer. Her gentle breath tickled my skin and gave me chills. I could feel the anticipation building with each passing second, my body trembling with a mix of nerves and excitement.

Her tongue darted out to taste me, and I gasped at the sensation. Despite it being her first time, her touch was confident and skillful. She skilfully worked her tongue around my pussy, caressing every detailed part and leaving me craving intensely for more.

I closed my eyes, lost in the pleasure of her touch. Her tongue danced over my sensitive flesh, swirling and flicking with an expertise that belied her inexperience. I could feel the tension building within me, a coil of desire tightening in my core.

But thinking about Damien,I felt a pang of guilt. I was torn between the intoxicating pull of Luna’s touch and the knowledge that we were betraying his trust. I clenched my teeth, ignoring the guilt as I concentrated on Luna’s tongue delving deeper into my pussy.

Her tongue swept over every inch of my sensitive skin, igniting a fire within me that I had never known before. As she delved deeper into my core, a wave of pleasure washed over me, transporting me to a state of pure bliss. Her touch was gentle yet passionate, her movements calculated and filled with desire.

And then, with a final flick of her tongue, I shattered into a million pieces. Each wave of euphoria overtook me, making my body writhe from the strength of my release. She continued to lap at me, drawing out every last drop of pleasure until I was left trembling in the aftermath.

While laying there feeling the remnants of pleasure from Luna's touch, my mind meandered back to memories of Sebastian.  I missed him more than I had ever thought possible. I couldn't stop thinking about him.

I slowly got up, my legs wobbly from the intense pleasure Luna had just given me. I thanked her, gave her a quick kiss on the cheek, and hurriedly got dressed. I needed to get back home. I knew I had to do something to get him back. I couldn’t let him slip away without a fight.

I raced out of the hotel, overwhelmed by a storm of emotions. I couldn't get Sebastian out of my head. The way his eyes sparkled when he smiled, the sound of his laugh, the warmth of his touch. I missed him so much it hurt.