The Luna Choosing Game by Jane Above Story

He lowered his mouth to my ear. “Tell me what you want tonight, Piper.”

Deep within me; a fire sparked and burned. It spread out up into my heart and down,

down into my core.

“You know what I want,” I said.

He hummed. “I want to hear you say it.”

My heart soared. He had such a way to make me feel safe and special. Even this, right

here – his obvious consideration for me made me feel properly cared for.

–

“I want you…” I swallowed down my embarrassment. This was Nicholas, the man I trusted.

The man I loved once. Maybe loved still, somewhere inside of me. I was afraid to think

about that now.

“How do you want me?” he asked, voice so low, it was practically a growl.

“Touch me…” My cheeks burned. “Taste me…

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Slowly, he slid the sleeves of my dress off my shoulders and down the length of my arms.

The top half of my dress fell down, catching on my hips and pooling at my waist.

Nicholas traced his knuckles down the length of my spine. He stopped when all he felt was

bare skin.

“Piper…” He didn’t sound disapproving. More, surprised. “You are not wearing a bra.”

“I’m not,” I confirmed.

He slipped his fingers around my waist and teased my stomach.

“Such a bad girl,” he whispered into my ear. His breath was so hot on my skin. Slowly, he

lifted his hands upward and cupped my bare breasts. His fingers were cold and I gasped.

At the same time, my nipples hardened, peaking into his palms, searching for friction.

I moaned at the sensation.

For a time, he simply massaged me with his hands. I dropped my head back against his

shoulder, enjoying his ministrations. Then, blessedly, like he could read my mind, he

pulled his thumbs inward and brushed against my nipples.

“Nick,” I gasped.

“I’ve got you. Let yourself go, Piper. I swear I won’t let you fall.”

My mouth fell open. I could barely catch my breath as he teased, flicking and then rolling

the nubs with his thumbs.

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Chapter 0298

That night, I sneaked out of my room when everyone else was asleep. The guards

protended they didn’t notice. Then I quietly walked down the hallway, keeping my steps

light as I wound my way through the palace until I stood before Nicholas’s door.

I gently knocked, and it opened right away.

Nicholas stood behind in. He wasn’t wearing a shirt. His muscles were on full display. He

did wear a pair of thin lounge pants that hung low on his hips. His feet were bare.

“Piper,” he said, voice low. A shiver ran down my spine.

“Were you expecting me?” I asked.

He smiled a little, sheepish. It was boyish on his face, making him appear much as he did

back when we had dated three years ago. My heartbeat went into overdrive.

“I was hoping…” He stepped back from the door. “Come inside. Please,”

I entered the room and he closed the door behind me.

Despite my trust and comfort around Nicholas, I was nervous in what I was doing here, in

what was about to happen. So I continued to face the rest of the room, my back to

Nicholas. If I looked at him, I might lose myself.

Maybe I came here for that. But I was afraid of it too.

Nicholas moved into the space behind me. He placed his hands on my shoulders.

“You’re tense,” he said. “Nervous?”

“I don’t know…”

“You don’t have to be with me. I know your boundaries and will never press you. You can

trust me.”

“I do trust you.”

He began to give me a massage, pressing his thumbs deep into the strained muscles of

my upper back. “Then trust me to fake care of you…”

I relaxed at once, turning to putty in his hands.

“I’ll take care of you, Piper.”

“I know…” I sighed, happiness spreading through me.

He stepped closer to me, pressing his chest against the length of my back. His hands

trailed from my shoulders, down the length of my arms. My nerves prickled pleasantly

where his

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He lowered his mouth to my ear. “Tell me what you want tonight, Piper.”

Deep within me; a fire sparked and burned. It spread out up into my heart and down,

down into my core.

“You know what I want,” I said.

He hummed. “I want to hear you say it.”

–

My heart soared. He had such a way to make me feel safe and special. Even this, right

here – his obvious consideration for me made me feel properly cared for.

“I want you…” I swallowed down my embarrassment. This was Nicholas, the man I trusted.

The man I loved once. Maybe loved still, somewhere inside of me. I was afraid to think

about that now.

“How do you want me?” he asked, voice so low, it was practically a growl.

“Touch me…” My cheeks burned. “Taste me…”

Slowly, he slid the sleeves of my dress off my shoulders and down the length of my arms.

The top half of my dress fell down, catching on my hips and pooling at my waist.

Nicholas traced his knuckles down the length of my spine. He stopped when all he felt was

bare skin.

“Piper…” He didn’t sound disapproving. More, surprised. “You are not wearing a bra.”

“I’m not,” I confirmed.

He slipped his fingers around my waist and teased my stomach.

“Such a bad girl,” he whispered into my ear. His breath was so hot on my skin. Slowly, he

lifted his hands upward and cupped my bare breasts. His fingers were cold and I gasped.

At the same time, my nipples hardened, peaking into his palms, searching for friction.

I moaned at the sensation.

For a time, he simply massaged ine with his hands. I dropped my head back against his

shoulder, enjoying his ministrations. Then, blessedly, like he could read my mind, he

pulled his thumbs inward and brushed against my nipples.

“Nick,” I gasped.

“I’ve got you. Let yourself go, Piper. I swear I won’t let you fall.”

My mouth fell open. I could barely catch my breath as he teased, flicking and then rolling

the

nubs with his thumbs.