Page 154 of His Fated Luna

“Do you want me to return the favor?” I asked thickly once he’d carried me over to my bed and laid me down in it.

Aiden’s eyes were on my breasts, his palm stilled mid-air on its trajectory to fondle one.

“Do you want to?” he looked at me seriously.

“I’ve never…I want to try.” I blushed.

Aiden grinned.

“I wouldn’t last long if you did. I’m about to come just thinking about it. But can I please just enjoy these? his hands found my breasts, giving them a light squeeze before his thumbs circled her nipples. “Because I’ve fantasized about these obsessively.”

“What did you imagine?” I spoke between pants.

Fire roared to life in my veins.

Aiden didn't reply, intent on his ministrations.

"Tell me." I urged him on an agonized moan as he fondled me.

“I dreamt about fucking your tits and then coming all over them,” Aiden growled, caging the objects of his fixation in his hands.

“Do it.”

“What?” Aiden looked at me as if I’d told him pigs could fly.

“Do it,” I repeated, staring straight at him. My own desire was reflected in his eyes.

Aiden guided my hands to grip my breasts together, sliding his hard dick between them. His eyes were on the way my breasts shook on every thrust. And my own lust surged as I watched his breathing become more labored. He was going to come soon.

When he finally found his release, he let out a low growl, splattering it over my boobs.

“I might come all over again seeing my seed splayed all over your chest.” He fell beside me panting before pulling me into the bathroom.

He turned on the shower and cleaned the mess off my chest with his own hands.

“Are you real?” Aiden murmured through hot kisses as steam rose up around us and hot water droplets travelled in rivulets over our bodies.

“If it’s a dream, let’s not wake up,” I replied before claiming his lips. Our bodies were slick with suds and water and sweat as we rubbed against each other.

“I took a bath earlier,” I confided, pushing Aiden down on the shower bench behind him. My legs came to straddle his hips, knees meeting the tiled wall behind him. His hands travelled to splay across my lower back.

“You can’t get rid of my smell on you that easily,” Aiden teased, clearly enjoying my wet body straddling his.

“That’s not why. I did it because I was sore.” I rolled my hips into Aiden, trying to tell him I needed him inside me again.

He’d opened the floodgates and turned me into an insatiable sex-addict. I couldn’t help but giggle while thinking about it. I’d just come an hour ago and I wanted to come again. Hell, we’d spent a good portion of today doing nothing but this and I wanted to keep going!

Aiden’s hands travelled down to still my hips moving against his. And I realized, I didn't feel embarrassed about the way his fingers dug into my generous hips. I didn't feel self-conscious of the fact that my curves were on display. He clearly enjoyed my body. It turned him on.

“Fuck…you’re wet, aroused, and want sex in the shower.” His forehead came to rest against my shoulder. “I deserve to be knighted for what I’m about to say,” he grunted. “No penetrative sex tonight.”

I pushed him away, staring at him in ire.

“You’re still sore,” he stated firmly.

“But—” I opened my mouth to protest.

“You can move against me. Just don’t try to take me inside.” Aiden spoke matter-of-factly. “I’ll make sure you find your release baby.”