Page 124 of Lunar Diamonds
“What are you doing?” he asked breathlessly.
There. In Aaron’s room.
“Drake?”
“Excuse me a moment.” I dashed out of the room, making a beeline for the first floor.
Pop!
Riley yelped.
Shit! Back again.
I rolled my shoulders, dick straining against the confines of my denim. “Sorry. Tried to get some lube.”
Riley cocked his head, the bulge in his pajama bottoms teasing my feral desires. “From where?”
“Aaron’s room.”
His eyes bulged as he giggled. “Oh. Well… Maybe we don’t need it. At least not tonight.”
“What—”
He pulled off his top, revealing his slender body.
My dick twinged while my eyes slowly explored him from his shoulders to the little patch of hair trailing down from his belly button, vanishing beneath his jeans.
His scent caressed my senses, his skin a plane of exquisite smoothness designed for my tongue and hands to traverse.
I closed the door, so ready for this.
“There’s plenty we can do instead.” Riley slid his hand into his bottoms, playing with himself.
Fuck. What a tease. What a perfect antidote to darkness.
“I’m at your command,” I replied.
He cocked a brow. “Is that so? Hmmm. Let me think.” Slowly, he lowered his bottoms, his dick springing free.
Delicious. Firm. So fucking kissable.
Completely naked, the soft glow of the room’s lights painting his body, he sat down on the bed, spreading his legs.
Was that a bite mark on his thigh?
“Want to eat me?” He stroked himself, every inch the tempting witch.
I filed asking about the bite mark away for later, drawn back into the moment.
How lucky am I?
We’d moved from a place of sadness and violence to this bubble. We had a lot to discuss after it burst. For now, though, I intended to enjoy every minute of this grace he offered me.
“But,” he added, eyes sparkling. “First you need to be naked.”
I obeyed, whipping off every layer. “Like this?”
He gasped, his cheeks flushing. “Erm… Yeah. Just like that.”
