The past iii

Victor dived his face into her middle and Moon squirmed, but he held her in place. When he raised his face to look at her, his eyes were lidded and his face looked dreamy.

“You smell heavenly. You are wet and ready too.”

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“Why do you look troubled?” Victor still sat on his seat after Moon walked into his room.

“You look troubled yourself.” She told him.

“Go first.” He hardly spared her a glance.

“I think I missed my period.” Her eyes were tightly shut waiting for his reaction.

There, she said it. There was nothing else to hide.

“You think?”

“No, I know.”

“Hmm.”...