“Fuck.”
Her smile got wider.
I kissed her before she could enjoy that victory too much.
By the time I reached for my jeans, neither of us was laughing anymore.
I got rid of the rest of my clothes and reached for the condom.
When I moved over Luna again, her hands settled against my shoulders.
“You good?”
“Yes.”
I kissed her.
Then guided myself between her thighs.
Her breath caught when I pressed into her, and I slowed immediately, watching her face as I sank deeper.
Her fingers tightened against my shoulders.
I stopped. “Talk to me.”
“I’m okay.” She pulled me closer. “Keep going.”
She pulled me back to her mouth.
I pushed the rest of the way inside her, and the groan that left me got swallowed by her kiss.
For a second, I stayed there, just feeling her around me.
Then Luna moved beneath me.
My eyes closed.
I pulled back and sank into her again, her nails digging into my back. The sound she made stripped away another piece of my control.
I did it again, slow and deep, until her legs wrapped around my waist and she started meeting every stroke.
My hand found hers against the mattress, our fingers locking together as the rhythm between us built.
The careful pace I started with didn’t last. It couldn’t when she kept pulling me closer, when every stroke had her body rising to meet mine, when she said my name like that.
“Ellis.”
I buried my face against her neck.
“Fuck, Luna.”
Her nails dragged down my back as I drove into her again.
Harder this time.
Her legs tightened around me.
“Don’t stop.”