“That energy’s for later–focus now.” He softened, his tone warm again, brushing her hair back. But the temptation was too good to resist.

Slowly, I slid my hand over to rest on Luna’s thigh. “You taste like a damn mess,” she rasped, voice rough, and went back in,College Student hands sliding under his ass, lifting him to get more. “Shit–shit!” she rasped, brown eyes wide, narrow shoulders tensing, flat chest heaving.

“Cum–now,” he snarled, voice a command, squeezing tighter, bicep popping, abs rigid.