Page 64 of Crystal Luna

“I want you to think of her.”

“But I’m with you.”

“You can pretend.”

“No—”

“Because you can’t or because you don’t want to?”

“It’s disrespectful to you.”

“I’m offering it.”

He kissed her again, more passionately as if he could force his body into cooperating. He circled his hips, rubbing against her, his chest frustratingly vibrating as he didn’t harden.

She took his face in her hands and forced him to look at her. “Don’t do this. If you don’t want to pretend, there are other things we can do.”

He searched her eyes, looking for any sign that she may not be telling the truth, but after a moment he caved and nodded.

“What is something you enjoy?” she asked.

Instead of a verbal response, he ducked out of her hold, dipping down to kiss along her jaw. He drew a path down her neck and over her throat. Velora tilted her head back, shivering as she exposed more skin to him.

“You need to tell me what you like too,” he whispered against her shoulder.

She tried to catch her breath, running her fingers through his hair. “I don’t know.”

“You haven’t done this before?”

“No.”

He kissed his way down to her chest, shifting his weight as he went. “When I do something you enjoy, I want you to tell me.”

“I’m enjoying this.”

He chuckled, sucking a kiss to her sternum. “I can tell. But you need to tell me when you don’t, or when something hurts, okay?”

“I will,” she promised, suppressing a moan as his fingers pushed underneath her bra to find her nipple.

Velora rose to her elbow, reaching behind her with her other hand to unclip the offending fabric. With a pleased grunt, Heath tossed it aside and latched onto the perky skin beneath. She shuddered at the unfamiliar sensation.

“Talk to me,” he reminded her as his tongue flicked against the sensitive nipple.

She squirmed beneath him as he did it again. “I don’t know. It feels weird but not bad.”

“And this?” he asked before closing his lips around the stiff peak and sucked.

She arched, attempting to pull away. He immediately let go and looked up at her waiting on his answer. “It didn’t hurt.”

“But not pleasant either.”

Thankfully moving past her breasts, he focused on kissing her sternum again, licking a path down the middle of her stomach. His lips vibrated against her skin as his hum filled the air. She leaned her head back and closed her eyes, this time arching into his touch. He took his time appreciating each and every inch of her.

“Do you want me to go lower?” he muttered against her hip bone.

“Yes.”

He hummed in response and curled his fingers around her panties. “And you’re going to tell me when you don’t like something, right?”

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