Chapter Four
Rian
Luna melted against me, her lush backside pressed against my straining d**k, but her mouth didn’t show the same submission as her body. She ate at my lips and tongue with a hunger like the one driving me, as though she couldn’t breathe me in deep enough, as though the taste of my mouth had become her new addiction. She grasped at my hair to keep me from escaping.
I kept my hold on her chin, my other tangling in her hair as I devoured her mouth, the wet sounds of our kissing, our gasps for breath when we allowed, filling the church’s stillness. But, I wanted more.
I wanted her whimpers, her pleadings, and her cries filling my ears.
Tearing my mouth off Luna’s f*****g hurt. Left me lightheaded and hard as f**k. I stepped back and turned her to face me, one hand on her
