The Luna Choosing Game by Jane Above Story novel Chapter 346

Chapter 0346

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Charlotte and I flipped through the fabrics on the table near the sewing machines.

“It has to be a bright color, right? Something that says, I’m having fun,” I said. I picked up a bolt of red fabric. “What about this one?”

Charlotte shook her head. “Red means danger. You’ll give someone an anxiety attack.”

That… was a good point. Red was the color of blood and stop signs and red flags. I lowered the bolt of fabric.

“Blue is more relaxing.” Charlotte held up a bolt with a pattern of deep blue flowers.

“But does it say fun? I look at that and feel like I need to take a nap.”

Charlotte lowered the fabric back to the table, then touched her finger to her chin. We looked both looked over the table once more.

Dark purple was out. Green might work, but… Green was the color of money. It would probably remind the people about their debts? Or was I overthinking this? My head was starting to hurt.

“What about a golden orange–yellow?” Charlotte asked. She picked up three distinct fabrics. A pastel yellow, a warm creamy orange, and a shimmering gold. “We could do layers. You’d look like literal sunshine.”

“That could work!” I clapped my hands together.

“Great,” Charlotte said, bright too.

Elva made a show of walking toward us, just to make a loud humph noise, and storm away into the closet. She slammed the door behind her.

I

gave Charlotte an apologetic look..

Charlotte shrugged. “I’d be disappointed too, if I was the kid. Though I agree with your side of it, of course.”

“Thanks.”

I’d already told Elva that she couldn’t attend this event with me. She usually enjoyed the dances, and I wished she could have fun at this one too..

But with the plan to catch Jane brewing, likely to culminate at the event, I couldn’t risk Elva being there. Especially if Jane could use the close proximity to amplify Elva’s curse. Though, I couldn’t say any of that to Elva. I was trying to shield her from as much of the danger as I

could.

• BONG

From how red and swollen his dick looked, he was as close to release as I was Had the sounds of my pleasure been enough to get him off?

He began thrusting into my hand, grunting with each forward movement. Yet even as he chased his own pleasure, he never sacrificed mine. His fingers delved deeply into me. And then his thumb started tracing circles over my clit.

“N–Nick.. so close… Almost!”

He came and I did. Our hoarse shouts merged together as our bodies trembled, pushing past the edge of lust and toppling straight into pleasure.