Chasing His Kickass Luna Back novel Chapter 412

Abby

After my workout, I head back to my room, feeling invigorated and a little sore in a satisfying way.

The hot bath is calling my name, promising to soothe my tired muscles, and I eagerly slip into the warm water, letting out a contented sigh as I sink down into the bathtub. The steam rises into little tendrils in the air, filling the bathroom and making the space hazy and thick.

But as I close my eyes and let the warm water wash over me, I can’t help but think about Karl. The memory of him in the gym, his muscles glistening with sweat as he lifted weights, his soft grunts of exertion—it all makes my heart race.

My cheeks flush at the thought, and I can’t deny the arousal that bubbles up inside of me.

“You want him,” my wolf purrs, her voice low and husky. “You should call him in here.”

My wolf’s words make me groan a little, and I sink down lower into the tub, letting the water come up to my chin. “No,” I answer, my cheeks flushing an even deeper shade of red. “He’s in a meeting.”

“But after…”

“I won’t do it,” I say, although the idea is tempting. “I shouldn’t.”

My wolf chuckles. “Why not? I thought you had an agreement, after all. Just casual, right? What’s more casual than giving in to your primal desires?”

Her words are true, but I can’t bring myself to call Karl in here now—not just for sex. Something about it feels… naughty. Instead, I allow myself to fantasize about him, about his lips on mine, about the way he came up behind me, his hands guiding me with a touch that sent shivers down my spine.

The water soothes me, but my thoughts keep drifting back to Karl, and I find myself lost in a daydream that leaves me breathless and wanting.

Before I know it, my hand is slipping down beneath the water, and my soft moans curl up into the air along with the steam.

…

The next morning arrives with a sense of anticipation. It’s finally Saturday, the day of the masquerade, and I can’t deny the fact that I feel secretly excited as I wake up. My dress and my mask seem to beckon to me from the back of the bathroom door, just waiting for me to put them on. I think, after everything, it’ll be nice to let loose a little bit tonight.

And after yesterday, I can’t help but secretly feel the urge to see Karl again. I wonder how he’ll look in his tuxedo, and what sort of mask he’ll wear.

It’s not long before I’m slipping out of bed and into the shower, followed by getting dressed in something casual for now: an oversized sweater and some leggings, just to lounge around the house until it’s time to get ready for the party.

My body is yearning for coffee by the time I’m dressed, though, so I decide to head out.

Heading downstairs to the kitchen, I see Karl standing there, a look of exasperation on his face as he types furiously on his phone. My cheeks instantly flush red; I wasn’t expecting to see him here, and I can’t help but wonder if he might be able to tell from my bashfulness that I was just touching myself in the bathtub yesterday after our gym session.

But he seems lost in his own world, and I hesitate for a moment before pouring myself some coffee.