Chapter 12
The fact that Luna went home with him kept Davis calm. If she’d shown any indication that she was ready to run, he would have been worried. Luna liked to tell him that he was too good for her, but he didn’t agree. He was just used to loving her while she was used to running from her feelings. There wasn’t anything he wouldn’t do for her; now that they were together, he knew she would treat him the same. If she wanted their relationship to be a secret for the time being, he would accommodate her.
He loved his apartment. It was in a good location near the office and had a spectacular view. It was all the better once Luna was in it at the end of their dinner date.
“So, do you want me to cook breakfast for us in the morning?”
She turned from admiring the city and wrapped her arms around his waist. “There’s no need for that. We can have cereal or whatever you might have.”
“I’m not sure if I have anything worthwhile.” He kissed the top of her head. “I could run down for bagels once we wake up.”
“If you’re determined to spoil me, I guess I can live with that.”
“Feeding you isn’t spoiling you,” he said on a chuckle.
Luna lifted her head. “Maybe not, but cooking for me would be.”
“It would be my pleasure.”
“You know what my pleasure would be?”
He did, especially considering that her hand cupped his cock. “What is that?”
She didn’t answer, not out loud at least. He tilted her face up to kiss her and she let a raspy moan escape into his mouth.
Luna broke away and sucked in air. “I think we can make it to the bed this time.”
“You do, do you?” Davis loved that she was less adventurous than he was; he would be happy to teach her. She wanted the simplicity of a bed for sex, but he always had other ideas. “Why do we have to go all the way to the bed? It’s so very far.”
She giggled as he said it, but her breath caught once again as he ran his thumbs over her nipples. They pebbled under her dress shirt and he debated if he should take it nice and slow, or strip her and get right to it.
“Davis,” she moaned.
“Yes?” He’d decided it would be quick, but that didn’t mean he couldn’t take a moment to draw it out first.
“You’re such a tease.”
His grin was immediate and unremorseful. “I know.”
Davis shuffled her in the direction of the couch, never letting her go. He touched her everywhere to elicit all the sounds he loved her making. He squeezed her ass and shimmied her skirt down her hips. She grunted when he pushed her over the arm of the couch.
“I love your ass.”
He proved it to her by slipping her panties off and running his hands over the pale round flesh of her ass cheeks. He dipped his fingers between them and down, fingering her wetness and watching her squirm. Davis threaded his hands in her hair and pulled her up to suck on the back of her neck. He kept his hands busy, unbuttoning her blouse and taking it off, removing her bra while her chest heaved.
It was okay that she wasn’t adventurous, as he’d said. He had enough of that adventurousness inside him for the both of them. He stripped his work clothes from his body, happy to be rid of that representation of his day. With gentle fingers, he angled her chin to kiss her and found her eyes closed. It was as if she waited patiently for him to do whatever he wanted with her.
He found that he couldn’t stop touching her, and he didn’t have a favorite spot. Breasts, stomach, thighs; whatever made her sigh and whimper. He bent her forward again to enter her, groaning as her warmth surrounded him. She grabbed the edges of the cushion to steady herself and took everything he had to give her.
“You like that, don’t you, Luna?” His skin slapped hers and he reveled in the sound. “Tell me you love it.”
“I love it,” she squeaked.
“I can’t hear you. You need this cock, don’t you, baby?”
“Oh God,” she moaned. “Please, I need it so badly.”
“What do you need, Luna?” He pounded into her as he demanded she answer him.
