“You, Davis.”
He slapped her ass and she shrieked. “Say the words. Say you need my cock filling up your pussy until you can’t take it anymore.”
“Fuck,” she ground out. “I need your cock!”
“Close enough.” He pulled her onto his cock more than he pushed into her, the loud sound of skin on skin becoming more pronounced.
“Oh, I’m so close.” Her voice was low and almost timid, but he was pleased she was speaking up more.
“Come on my cock, Luna. Milk everything out of me until I’m dry. I need to feel you come, baby.”
She lost it; he both heard it and felt it. She cried out, little high pitched repetitive noises, and her inner muscles clamped down on him. He came hard, seeing blinking white lights behind his closed eyelids. She slumped completely forward, and he stroked her back in soothing circles.
“That was incredible,” she said into the cushion.
“You’re amazing, Luna.” He helped her up, letting her body rest against his.
She held onto him, her arms tightening as she snuggled against his chest. It didn’t take more than a brief moment before she released him to head to the bathroom. He followed her, turning on the shower and stepping in as she blushed. He whistled as he washed quickly, hoping she would see to her own needs and not be too embarrassed to share the bathroom.
Davis had no plans for the evening other than wrapping himself around Luna, so when he got out of the shower he wasn’t sure what she would want to do. He found her in the bedroom with her bag, rifling through it for something to wear.
“Hey.” He walked up to her. “What do you want to do now?”
“Movie?” she suggested, finding the pajamas she searched for and putting the shirt on. “Or anything low key.”
He watched her pull on the matching pants and wondered how fast he could get her naked again. “Okay, we can watch a movie. You pick.”
Luna flashed him a smile. “You really shouldn’t have said that.”
He groaned. “Rom-Com?”
“Of course.”
He followed her to the bed and handed her the remote. He rummaged in his drawers until he found an old pair of sleep pants. He didn’t wear clothes to bed, but he was too hot for sweats.
When they were propped up with pillows and cuddled up close enough to make him happy, Luna flipped through his on demand movie channels. He bit back the words to complain about her choice; he did say she could pick. He didn’t care what it was anyway, since he planned on fondling her instead of watching.
“Tomorrow we can go to the field and kick around soccer balls.”
She glanced at him with a smile. “That’s perfect.”
Since she didn’t fully turn to face him, he shifted his focus to her neck. He pushed her hair out of the way and placed nibbling kisses to the top of her shoulder. Leading up to her ear, around the shell and behind it, he let his tongue and lips leave a wet trail.
“Watch a movie, huh?”
He heard the sardonic twist in her voice and grinned. “You can totally watch the movie.”
Luna sighed softly when he slid his hand into her shirt, then bit her lip on a moan when he palmed her breast. “You’re not going to leave me alone, are you?”
“It’s doubtful.” He kissed her ear. “It’s hard to stop touching you now that I have you.”
“I’m so glad you have me, Davis.” She gasped when he bit her shoulder. “Even if you only want me for sex.”
“It’s been a long dry spell, my love. I can’t help it.” Tugging on her shirt to expose her to him, he found her nipple with his mouth.
“Surely you’ve been propositioned over the years?” she managed to spit out.
“Propositioned? I’m not a lady of the night, Luna.”
