The Luna Choosing Game

“No,” he said.

I snapped my mouth closed and looked up at him. “Nick?” Nicholas’s hands had curled even more, into fists now.

Maybe I should go. Of course, I wanted him, especially with him looking at me like he was, like he wanted to eat me whole.

But he was with Bridget now. It wouldn't be right. It wouldn't.

“If you don’t want me to touch you,” Nicholas said, “Go into the bathroom there.” He tilted his head toward an on suite bathroom with a door. “Go in there now, close the door. T will understand and go get Veronica for

you.” I swallowed hard. A choice. Leave, preserve my dignity, but deny myself the feel of Nicholas’s touch.

God, I knew the choice I should make.

Especially if Nicholas was trying to make things work with Bridget, as she had said so blatantly so many times.

I heard those words from Nicholas

but it would only hurt me in the long run. Nicholas and

and not fantasize about

onto this bed behind me with Nicholas on top of me. ls

stay?” That was my answer. I couldn’t help myself. With Nicholas, I had no self- control. I would do anything to have him, to

alighting a fire within me. With how slim this bikini is, I had no doubt that he could smell my desire

me, and yanked me toward him. Our chests pressed hard together as his mouth descended over

long since 1 Bad tasted his mouth, his lips, his tongue. I indulged now, taking my fill. This could be the last time. I was not

he squeezed and cupped the mostly-bare globes of my ass. Slowly, gently, he lowered me down onto the bed and crawled on top of me, all without breaking the

lowered himself down, kissing along the column of

my bikini were so easily pushed to the side, and Nicholas closed his mouth over my bare

His mouth was so hot, and his wicked tongue was