I Am The Luna (Moonlight Muse) novel Chapter 42

SEBASTIAN.

The moment I cup her damp core, the heat makes me throb. I fucking want her. It’s been nearly four years since I’ve last tasted pu$sy. She was my last and the only one I wanted, although I’m a man who has a ravenous appetite…

I’ve been deprived for far too fucking long…

“You are such an asshole.” She mutters, her eyes that are hooded with lust, flash. She’s not that drunk…

I know deep down she’ll turn around tomorrow and put this down to her being drunk. But I was married to her for three years; I know what she’s like when she’s wasted and she’s far from it…

“An asshole you can’t get enough of,” I reply in an arrogant low growl, yanking her lace panties aside and plunging my fingers into her.

“Fuck!” she whimpers. She struggles in my hold against the grip I have on her wrists. I rake my eyes over her breasts, relishing in the view before me and the way she wraps around my fingers so tightly. She’s soaking wet and I’m just getting harder.

“Tell me, has any other man touched you?” I ask as I fuck her with my fingers, making sure I hit her g spot just the way she used to like it.

“None of your business.” She retorts with a whimper. Just the thought of her with someone else makes me kiss her possessively until she pushes me back, gasping for air. Her nipple$ are hard under that skimpy bra, and they’re begging for some attention too…

I lean down, kissing her neck roughly as I slip a second finger into her pu$$y. She moans against my lips, parting her legs, granting me better access.

“For someone who can’t stand me, you seem to enjoy me pleasuring you.” I taunt as I let go of her wrists and yank off her shirt, leaving her in her skirt that is bunched around her waist and bra.

She bites her lips as she yanks me closer and crashes her lips against mine. I kiss her back, hard and deep, as she plunges her tongue into my mouth. Grabbing her breasts in my hand. Fuck yes….

I’squeeze hard, making her whimper.

Her arms snake around my neck, her fingers running through my hair as I suck on her tongue before assaulting her mouth with my own tongue.

Pleasure consumes me and all I can think of is how she tastes, how fucking good she feels wrapped around my fingers, the scent of her arousal. That is an addiction.

She gasps as I thrust my two fingers into her tight pussy harder and faster. Her head tilts back before she lets go of me, swiftly unbuttoning my shirt, yanking it open, and I cock a brow.

Her finger coordination’s are perfect… I help her remove my jacket and shirt and she runs her hands down my chest, sending waves of pleasure through me.

“Not too bad.” She says. Her gaze dips down, and she licks her lips, her eyes darkening with lust. She leans forward, her hands fumbling with my belt as she kisses my neck roughly, sucking hard. Leaving her mark and staking her claim, which is pretty fucking hot.

Pleasure rushes through me and I yank her head back, our eyes meeting before we’re kissing each other hungrily. My eyes flash as I slip my fingers out of her dripping core, massaging her pussy for a few seconds.

The haze around me is growing and all I can think of is being buried inside her. Her nails dig into my hips as she tugs my pants down slightly.