Ashton’s POV
I crash my lips to hers, effectively cutting off her unfiltered tirade of words.
Luna stiffens in surprise for a fraction of a second before she melts into me. Her fingers curl tightly into the fabric of my shirt as she begins to kiss me back with a fierce sudden hunger. I lose myself in her instantly, devouring her mouth as her tongue duels with mine for control. It’s a stark contrast to the shy, fragile woman who kissed me in her bedroom days before. This version of Luna is bold and demanding and I f.ucking love it, as much as I love the other, meeker version, she’s like everything I desire in one small package.
When the desperate need to breath finally forces us apart, I slowly pull back a fraction of an inch, looking down into Luna’s heavy lidded, dazed expression.
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