Luna was completely baffled by the request.
First, she had shown him her breasts.
Then she had jumped up and down, making them bounce wildly.
Now he wanted her to shake them around while his face was buried between them—and she could feel his warm breath against her skin with every movement.
Her mind wandered to what might come next.
Would he ask to suck on them? To take her nipples into his mouth?
The thought sent a shiver through her—not of disgust, but of anticipation.
Looking down at Luca, his face completely submerged in her cleavage, he looked almost...adorable.
Like a child nuzzling against his mother, seeking comfort.
The image made her heart flutter. She wanted to pet his head, to kiss his forehead, to hold him closer.
And if he wanted to suckle? The thought made her body feel hot all over.
She shook herself mentally, reprimanding her wandering imagination.
'Focus, Luna. He asked you to do something. Just do it.'
