The Luna Choosing Game

But for now, for this fantasy, I wanted to f*ck her so hard all she could do was hold on and enjoy the had the strength to keep her pinned for a good long while, and I had the stamina to match I’d have er coming on my d i c k until she couldn’t even remember her own name.

She’d know mine though. I’d have her screaming it.

N i c k! Ah-aah Nicholas! Don’t stop. Please don’t stop!

“Anything for you,” I growled now as I f*c k e d my d i c k into my own fist. It wasn’t enough, not near enough, but it was all I had.

I imagined Piper’s face, scrunched up with pleasure, her mouth slack. Moaning and moaning with each

thrust.

Only you. Only you, N i c k.

I wanted her so badly that my entire chest ached. If she was here… If she was with me…

If I was allowed to have her…

I shoved those thoughts away, and for a while, lost myself in the fantasy of giving Piper the ultimate

the thought of her voice near my

a long while to want to

and preparing for bed, I returned under the covers. I had hoped that fulfilling one desire would sate me

not just to hear

hold her as she slept. I

I had no

sleep at all through the night. In the morning, one of my father’s servants came

to speak with you

6am summoning to

the servant down the hallway to my father’s room. He was sitting at the head

at the table and pulled it back, likely telling me

to sit and join

1. up.

of the muffins in a basket on the table, than

idea where Julian ran off

me. His eyes were on a newspaper trapped

said. I

the Luna said now. She did look at me, her judgmental eyes

this table. “Julian has never shared with