Luna knew she had to give everything to Riley to truly become his woman. To truly belong to his inner circle, she had to take the next step.
"You're still so hard, young master Riley," she murmured, stroking his thick shaft with her delicate fingers, watching the way it twitched under her touch. "Do you want me to make you feel even better?"
Riley didn't respond immediately.
Instead, he gazed at her, his eyes dark, deep, and unreadable.
His silence sent a shiver down her spine.
It was as if he could see through her—past the playful innocence, past the teasing words—down to her deepest, most sinful desires.
Her breath hitched, her heartbeat thudding in her ears.
Then, finally, Riley's lips curled into a slow, knowing smile.
"If you want, you can."
A simple invitation.
But to Luna, it was so much more.
It was permission. It was acceptance.
And it made her shiver with anticipation.
