When I finally tore myself away from her swollen pussy, I kissed up her stomach.
Dirks’s grip on me was relentless, but I caught his wrist, forcing him to squeeze me tighter. “Fucking hell, don’t stop?—”
Then I looked down at her, smirking through clenched teeth. “You want me to cover these perfect tits while his cum drips out of you?”
“Yes, Jer, please?—”
That was it. I grunted, every muscle in me tightening as I yanked myself free of Dirks’s hand and fisted my cock. One, two strokes, and I was spilling over her chest, hot streaks painting across her tits, her collarbone, even her throat.
She moaned like it was salvation, grabbing her breasts and squeezing them together so my mess ran down between them. “Fuck, Jer,” she panted, tongue darting out like she wanted to taste it too.
“Good girl. That’s mine. All over you. Look how fucking pretty you are like this.”
Dirks groaned low, watching, his cock hard again just from the sight of her glistening tits. “Jesus Christ... ”
She blinked between us, still trembling, then smirked. “Damn, Jer. That was hot for your first time.”
I snorted. “Yeah, well... guess I’m a fast learner.”
Dirks groaned, dropping his head back against the grass. “You two are gonna be the death of me.”
“And the life of you,” Luna shot back, tugging us both closer.
“That’s us. Fucked-out and whole.”
Luna laughed weakly. “Our shared secrets... ” She grinned up at both of us. “The best kind.”
Dirks chuckled low, pressing his forehead to hers. “The forever kind.”
I kissed her again, then him, tasting everything we were, knowing there wasn’t a single secret left buried between us—only the ones we chose to make, together, the ones that made us ours.
