Page 41 of Moonstruck Kiss

“No,”I whisper, his nearness alone making me breathless.

“I want to kiss that smart mouth of yours senseless. I want to explore every single part of your beautiful body with my tongue and fingers and imprint it in my memory. I want to put your nipples in my mouth, play with them and feel how hard they get for me. I want to soak my fingers inside your wet pussy while I lick your clit over and over. I want to fuck you anywhere I can and not stop until you scream my name in ecstasy, squeezing my cock and making me come like a volcano.”

I’m starting to pant.

“Just say the word, Joey.”

I swallow audibly.“Okay,”I croak.“ButI don’t want you to put too much pressure on yourself. If I don’t come, then it’s not your fault.”

He smiles. “Nervous again?” he asks gently.

My heart swells. He understands what I’m feeling. “I’m more embarrassed than anything.”

It’s not every day that I allow myself to be this open about something so personal. But this isn’t about trying to see if he can help me fix my problem anymore. I. Just. Really. Want. Him.

“You don’t have to be embarrassed or nervous.” Brax places a quick, soft kiss on my lips. “We’ll have a great time. Just remember that I’ll be gone in three weeks. If you want plenty of incredible orgasms, we should start sooner rather than later.”

I bite my bottom lip, chuckling. “You’re a real Casanova, aren’t you?”

“Just reminding you of the situation.” He looks around. “We have at least an hour to ourselves, right?”

My eyes grow wide as desire intensifies within me again. “You’re not thinking of doing it right now, are you?”

“Why not? I bet you’re wet. And see this?” He points to his hard-on.

I cover my eyes with my hands. “Stop it. I’m not an exhibitionist.”

“Hey, we only live once.” He tilts my face with a finger under my chin and stares into my eyes.

I’ve got no resistance left in me, so I initiate the kiss.

He ravishes my mouth and I cling to him, kissing him back with equal fervour.

His hands explore my back, and I feel his hand creeping underneath my top. My skin has never felt so alive. It’s as if all my nerve endings are firing at the same time—and in one direction: towards Brax.

He tugs at the hem of my top, and my arms raise as if on their own accord so he can undress me.

I’m burning. Burning to be seen by him, to be tasted, to be touched. Above all else, I’m burning to come.

“Yes,” I murmur as he gently pushes me down onto the picnic rug. He kisses me with slow, eager deliberation while he fiddles with the hooks of my bra. I can feel his hard-on against my upper thigh, and I’ve never been so turned on in my life.

I can’t believe we’re going to have sex out here in the open. I’m excited beyond?—

Angry honking from not-so-distant vehicles fills the air, making me push him away in panic so I can sit up. “Damn it! Why are they here so early?” I rearrange my bra and grab my top from the ground.

Brax glances in the direction of the noise.“Food trucks?”

I nod, keeping an eye on the three vehicles trying to overtake each other as I finish getting dressed.

“What the hell are they doing? Racing each other?”

I chuckle dryly. “Yes. They always want to be the first to arrive so they can pick the spot closest to the door to get the most business.”

“Got to admire their hustling, I guess. But, damn, they have the worst timing.”

“I know. Sorry.” He turns, looking like he’s going to kiss me again, but I stand and smooth my clothes. “We have to keep this quiet or we won’t hear the end of it from Mooners—our families, especially.”

“Right.” He lets out a resigned breath as he stands as well. “There I was hoping you could paint my balls a colour other than blue.”

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