Lust & Found:>69

Book:TABOO TALES(erotica) Published:2024-12-6

Luna grinned at the expression on his face as he realized what she was saying, then squeaked in surprise as he pulled her down for another kiss, this time a long, slow, deeply satisfying kiss; a lover’s kiss. When they finally broke apart, Luna stared into his eyes.
“What was that for, Joey?” she whispered.
Joey smiled back at her, his eyes clear and untroubled at last, but concern for her apparent in his gaze.
“Why didn’t you say something earlier, baby, I would have…!”
Luna cut him short, her eyes dancing as a small smile played on her lips.
“Sshh, I wanted it to be for you, something from me to you, and it was wonderful because it was with you. Now shut up and kiss me again!”
Joey obliged, finally breaking their kiss to hold her close against him.
“That was because I love you, Luna Hollister, I love you and I want you to stay with me. Will you?”
Luna smiled back down at him.
“Of course I will; I love you too, Joe Anderson, I have probably since I first saw you, I just never thought you’d ever feel about me the way I feel about you!” she grinned suddenly, a delighted laugh pealing from her lips.
“Jonah knew! He told me to catch you if I could, and I just laughed it off; but he could see it coming all the time, that sly old…!”
With Luna’s declaration came a renewed need in Joey to make her know how he felt, to join with her. Luna gasped as his cock, still embedded in her, gave a lurch as he moved under her, pushing up against her. Luna responded instinctively, pushing down against him, her mouth falling open in a silent gasp as new and wonderful sensations raced and surged through her. Joey reached up to hold and cup her breasts, and slowly rub her nipples with his thumbs, Luna gasping as thrills ran through her body and seemed to ground in her pussy as she clasped his cock deep within her.
Her movements became faster, more rhythmic as she ground and gyrated against him, instinctively rubbing her clitoris against the base of his cock as he slid his hands down to cup her taut cheeks, holding her against him as he pounded into her. Luna leaned forward, resting her hands on his chest as her hips ground against him, more and stronger sensations arcing through her, her heart-rate rising as wisps and tendrils of orgasm began to uncurl inside her, driving her on, until she was pumping against him as hard as he was pounding into her, holding her hips as he thrust up into her.
Luna stiffened, sitting bolt-upright as a gigantic orgasm ripped and shrieked through her, closing down all her senses as white light flared inside her. She vaguely heard herself as she screamed in release, but it came from far away, a sound from a different time and place to where she floated between waves of pleasure that surged and battered her, leaving her almost devoid of sense or reason. As she came, her pussy clamped down hard on Joey, the sudden restriction tipping him over the edge, and she dimly heard his deep, inarticulate groan as he too orgasmed, pulse after pulse of white hot flame pouring into her, filling her with heat and pushing her even higher and further into that place she already floated.
Finally, sated and tired almost beyond their ability to describe, the lovers collapsed together in a heap and tangle of limbs, hearts beating fit to burst as they descended from that plateau of pleasure. Their chests rose and fell rapidly as they fought to breathe, until, at last, their hearts slowed and breath returned. Tired limbs were stretched and luxuriated-in as the delicious post-coital afterglow overtook them.
Joey held Luna close as her body twitched and shuddered as aftershocks rolled though her, gradually quietening until their bodies were still. Their breathing slowed to normal, and the heat of their coupling transmuted to a warm, drowsy languor before sleep finally took them both.
*
Joey came awake to see Luna’s eyes open, looking into his with that disconcerting frankness of hers. He smiled tentatively, his eyes widening as the remembered rush of what they’d done came flooding in. Luna smiled back at him, and gently rubbed his chin with her pink forefinger.
“Good morning Joe Anderson!” she smiled, her face even more beautiful in the early morning sunshine flooding through the big bay window. Joey searched her face, her eyes, looking for any hint or clue that she regretted what had happened the previous night, that she regretted giving herself to him like that, but he found only calm acceptance and warmth, his fears draining away as he realized she had meant everything she’d said and done with him.
Joey wrapped his arms around her and pulled her closer, marvelling again at her eyes, at the depth of brilliance in the emerald coloring he found so familiar, and at the immediate need he felt to press his lips against her full lips, remembering their softness and eagerness to kiss him last night. Along with the memories of her warm silky skin, he took in for the first time the pale whiteness of her shoulders, like new milk, with just a hint of barely visible freckles dusting them, and the deep coppery magnificence of her hair in the morning sun, shining like burnished metal as it spread in a soft net across the pillow.
“Good morning, Miss Hollister, I trust I find you well this fine morning?” he intoned gravely, the twinkle in his eye belying the formality of his words. Luna grinned, then schooled her features into lines of mock severity.
“Fair to middling, good sir; however, I had a sorely disturbed night; someone couldn’t keep their hands to themselves, and now I find myself temporarily with neither clothes nor dignity! I trust you will forgive my present condition?”
Joey grinned and slipped his hands down to squeeze her tight little buttocks and pull her closer.
“I don’t think so; I think I much prefer you this way!” he grinned, nuzzling her neck, making her squirm and giggle.
“Why Mr. Anderson, you’re such a bad, naughty man, are you planning on doing to me again what you did last night?”
Joey stiffened, the blood draining from his face as sudden realization coursed through him; last night! How could he have been so careless, what was he thinking?
Luna pulled back as she felt his body stiffen, looking into his eyes and seeing the guilty recall there as he remembered what they’d done together.
“Joey, what is it, what’s wrong?” she murmured, her eyes widening as she realized what had just struck him.
“Luna… last night, . I didn’t even ask you, I just…!” he stuttered and stammered as the full awful realization flowed over him; they’d had sex, wild, unprotected sex, and he hadn’t even checked, just gone at it; how stupid could he have been! Luna smiled reassuringly, her fingertip on his lips silencing him.
“Sshhh Joey, it’s okay, I’m safe…!” she began, but Joey didn’t hear her as the panic roared through him, heavily laced with guilt and remorse for what he might have done to her life.
“Oh shit, how could I have been so stupid, I didn’t even check with you, I just dragged you into my bed! Oh God, I’m sorry, Luna, I’m so, so sorry!” A thought seemed to strike him, and his face paled even further.
“Shit, what about Jonah, what’s he gonna say, after all you did for me, both of you? I let you both down, I’m so sorry…!”
He stopped for a moment to look her squarely in the eye.
“Luna, if… if it should come to that, if, if it should happen that you’re… that there’s…” He took a deep breath. “I will do the right thing, I swear; I’ll take full responsibility for my child, I would never leave you high and dry! I only hope Jonah gives me a chance to make it right with you…!”
Luna grinned even wider and pulled his face around to look into his eyes, her fingers pressing into his cheeks, shutting him up as she spoke slowly and deliberately, cutting across his panic.
“Joey, shut up and listen to me; I AM SAFE, got it? I have protection! Stop worrying! Jonah knows where I am, he’s okay with it; I’m a big girl, now, Joey, I’m over twenty-one, remember? I wanted you, he guessed the truth, he told me to catch you if I could; I told you this last night, don’t you remember? Calm down, baby, I’m here because I wanted to be here, with you, doing this, okay?”
Joey pause mid-panic, her calm tones finally cutting across the knee-jerk reaction to the realization he was in bed with Jonah Hollister’s niece, both of them naked as jay-birds, with ice-cubes of dread tumbling up and down his spine…
“What?” he mumbled, his eyes narrowing at Luna’s peal of laughter.
“Joey, I’m here with you because I want to be; you didn’t ‘drag’ me anywhere, give me some credit at least! My uncles are marines, remember? If I didn’t want to, you’d be one sorry piece of road kill by now!”
She smiled gently and kissed him lightly on the lips.
“Honest, Joey, Jonah knows how I feel; he knew this might happen, all he said to me was not to hurt you. I’m a grown woman, Joey, not some half-drunk prom-date, and Jonah accepts that, so he’s not waiting outside the door with a rope and a lynch-mob, I promise you! Breathe slow, baby, that’s it, keep doing that!”