Remember by M R Claypool

Author:M R Claypool [Claypool, M R]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-10-30T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 9

He felt the soft warm breath of another on his face, which awoke Johnny. Normally he would have slept through it, he often slept like the dead. Though he could only guess that it was due to his injuries, that every toss and turn he had made had slightly woken him preventing him from deep sleep. Opening one eye in protest he found Luna lying beside him, her hair spread out across the pillow.

“What are you doing?” He whispered and feeling like he was a teenager again with her in his bed.

However, she shook her head in response. He felt her hand cup the side of his face and he welcomed it. His worries about if she held hatred for him had vanished with the comforting touch of her hand. He shuffled awkwardly closer to her, the bed linings amassing between them as a small barrier. Resting his head against her shoulder. Her breath on his neck, sent shivers down his entire body. He moved his mouth onto her neck and kissed it gently.

He expected her to halt his advance, but as she propped her neck into his kisses, and he continued. Moving down her neck he stopped at her collarbone, she had always been fond of kisses there and he lingered. The red and black flannel laid half open as he propped himself over her, her skin shimmering in the moonlight that danced through the window’s blinds. His hand caressed her stomach as he nibbled at the bare path the flannel had made for him.

He could already feel himself giving into his desire, his face burring into her pant line. Each soft gasp she let out cheered him on. He rose and kissed her deeply, his body pressing against hers. Their breaths matched in heavy gasps, only separated by kisses. He slowed and lifted himself over her. The flannel laid open complete and her breasts laid out for him, her eyes adverted his gaze, but he could see the smirk that played at the corner of her lips.

“We really should stop.” He teased.

Luna turned to face him, a mix between hurt and annoyance. A look that he had never seen her express before during their time together. He reached for her pants and loosened the button. Pulling them off with a shuffle between small bounces from her and him pulling, both letting off whispering laughter. He could not remember the last time he laughed getting undressed with someone, most times it was just like a sales call. You worked for it, hoped that they would go with your sales pitch.

His hands rolled down her thighs now, every goose bump stood up at his fingertips. Like shouting groupies hoping to touch their favorite artist. Lowering himself he suckled her breast, rolling his tongue in small circles around her nipple and he smiled as she grasped and wormed beneath him. Every touch now brought a moan from her lips and he relished in the sweet noise. His hand moving up her thigh he could feel her, feel her spread her legs further apart — welcoming him.

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