Pursuing My Rejected Luna by Cara Anderson novel Chapter 306

Ch. 76

Cassandra

The blue dress I’m wearing has a zip at the side. Jack finds it without fumbling–one hand sliding from my waist to my ribcage to the zip, his mouth still on mine. He draws it down slowly. I feel the fabric loosen, feel the cool air on my skin as it parts.

“Christ,” he says. Quietly. Against my jaw.

“Good?” I say, which is not something I expected to say but comes out anyway.

“Yeah,” he says. “Very good.” His mouth finds my neck and I tip my head back, giving him access. His hands are warm on my skin and the nervousness has relocated from my chest to somewhere that isn’t nervousness at all anymore. It’s pure, unfettered need.

He walks me backward to the bed. The backs of my knees find the mattress and he goes with me as I sit, one knee on the bed, looking down at me.

“You’re sure,” he says. Not a question—a check.

“I’m sure,” I try to sound more confident than I feel. Because, fuck Noah and his mind games.

“How are you going to manage keeping me out of your head when he’s touching you?”

“Thank fuck,” Jack’s rough murmur brings me back to him. “Because I’ve been thinking about this for two months.”

“Only two months?” I tease.

“Since you came into that gathering wearing that dress, looking like my own personal fantasy.” He reaches out and tucks a strand of hair back from my face. “So yeah. Two months.”

I look at him, surprised. “You remember what I was wearing?” Because I don’t.

“Fuck yeah I do.” he bites his lip at the memory. “How could I not? You were the most beautiful woman in the

room.”

His lips find that sensitive spot behind my ear and I melt. He takes his time with me, learning what I respond to, asking with his hands what works, chasing the little moans of pleasure he draws from me.

He works his way down my body, his mouth at my collarbone, my shoulder, the curve of my waist. Lower.

“Jack-”

“I’ve got you,” he soothes. “Relax.”

Easy for him to say. I’m doing my best.

His hands slide down my hips, his thumbs tracing my lower lips and I hear myself make a sound I haven’t made

in four years and it surprises me enough that I laugh, once, the surprised kind.

He looks up. “Good sound,” he says, entirely pleased with himself.

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“Don’t get smug,” I quip.

“Oh, I’m absolutely getting smug,” he smirks, and does it again.

“Stop teasing,” I growl but there’s no heat in it.

Jack chuckles but doesn’t make me wait any longer, ducking his head between my legs and licking me in earnest. Still, he doesn’t go straight for my clit, licking and sucking, exploring like he wants to drown in my slick.

“Doesn’t get any sweeter than you, sweetheart,” he rumbles, the vibration sending shocks of pleasure straight to my throbbing clit.

The sensation pulls a cry from me at the same moment he wraps his lips around my clit and sucks hard. My orgasm hits me like a freight train, sending me right off the rails. Jack just licks me through it, staying with me until I come down.

When he finally moves over me–warm and solid, his weight a specific kind of grounding—he pauses.

“Okay?” he asks, checking in again.

“So good. Stop asking and-”

“I’ll stop asking,” he says, low at my ear, “when you stop looking nervous. You’re still a little nervous.”

“Maybe a little,” I admit.

“That’s okay,” he presses a soft kiss to my lips. “I like that you’re a little nervous.” His hips shift, a slow deliberate movement, and I exhale. “Better?” he says.

“Better,” I manage.

“Good girl,” he praises. “I want to hear you.” His mouth finds my jaw, my neck. “Don’t hold back.”

I don’t hold back. Couldn’t if I tried. He pushes inside me slowly, stretching me open as he goes, and I can’t contain the little mewls of pleasure he pulls from me as he hits all the spots I’d forgotten existed.

He’s good. Patient and attentive, saying things in my ear that I’m not going to repeat to anyone but that do significant damage to my ability to think clearly. He pays attention to everything–every sound I make, every shift of my body, every moment where I’m close to something and pulls me closer to it until I can’t do anything but feel as I come with his name on my breath and both hands in his hair.

Jack groans out his own release as my orgasm washes over me, my pussy pulsing around his thick shaft. After, he pulls me against his side. His heartbeat is steady under my hand. I’m not steady but I’m getting there.

“You okay?” he says. Third time tonight. But this time it means something different.

“Yes,” I say. And mean it differently than I have before.

He presses a kiss to the top of my head. “Good,” he says.

He doesn’t push for more. He just holds me in the warm dark and breathes and lets me do the same.

I lie in his arms and think about how I ended up here. I think about Noah. Of course I do, I can’t help it just like he knew I couldn’t. Just not in the way he suggested I would. Not entirely at least.

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Because I may have torpedoed our mate bond, most of my life if I’m honest. But all things told, I’m pretty lucky. I have a beautiful little boy and a man like Jack who actually wants me. And despite all my mistakes, that’s pretty

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