Hidden Desires - Family Secrets-Chapter 196 Justin... I’m sorry Part2 R18

Luna gently caressed me for a while before slowly helping me up.

Despite my adult male weight, she lifted me effortlessly.

Not only was Luna a powerhouse in the corporate world, but she was also skilled in Taekwondo and combat sports, her strength rivaling that of any man.

She supported me to the bed, then carefully laid me down.

My eyes were wide open, the only part of my body that seemed to have any energy left; I couldn’t even muster the strength to speak, as if I had been struck by a paralyzing potion straight out of a TV show.

"Justin, I know I can’t be your wife in this life, but I will forever belong only to you..."

Luna stood by the bed, looking down at me with tenderness and deep love in her eyes, her voice soft and filled with endless sorrow.

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All I could do was communicate with my eyes, blinking rapidly in desperation, hoping she would understand my plea to let me go.

"Justin, don’t worry, I won’t harm you. If you don’t want to face this, just close your eyes..."

After Luna said this, confusion washed over me.

What was she planning to do next that required me to close my eyes?

What followed next stunned me.

Luna slowly reached behind her back.

Although I couldn’t see her hands, the distinct sound of a zipper being undone was unmistakable.

After unzipping, her hands returned to her front, and her white dress began to slide down.

First revealed were her smooth, jade-like collarbones and shoulders, followed by her deep cleavage.

It’s undeniable, Luna, despite her usually cold demeanor, had a figure that was nothing short of sensational, even surpassing Betty.

Her icy beauty combined with her fiery body offered a thrilling contrast.

As time ticked by, Luna’s dress continued its descent: after her shoulders, her breasts were exposed, followed by her slender abdomen, hips, and legs...

When the dress finally fell completely, Luna stood there in her conservative bra and panties, her voluptuous yet slender body almost fully revealed.

She lifted her legs and kicked the dress aside.

She didn’t remove the last pieces of her underwear but instead slowly walked over to the bed and knelt beside me.

Though my heart belonged to Betty, I was still a normal man, and Luna, with her stunning looks and perfect body, could make any man’s heart race, including mine.

I felt my arousal building.

Feeling my erection, I was conflicted because of the psychological shadows from my relationship with Betty, which was currently very strained.

Despite Betty’s beauty, I often felt no desire, but now, seeing Luna, desire surged within me.

Was I really changing?

Was I just another creature driven by primal instincts?

Luna, kneeling by my side, extended her delicate arms and began unbuttoning my shirt.

I lay there motionless, letting her proceed.

Although I was physically responding, I would have resisted if I could move.

I didn’t want to betray Betty again, even though my previous betrayal hadn’t been by choice.

Luna slowly removed my clothes, her movements awkward and tentative.

By the time I was down to my underwear, she stopped, and I could clearly see the tent formed at my crotch.

At this point, Luna was visibly trembling, especially as she hesitated to remove my underwear.

Her cheeks were flushed with a deep red, a stark contrast to her usual pale, composed facade.

It was the first time I saw her with such a blush.

Luna knelt on the bed, her breathing quick and shallow, a sign of her nervousness.

Her ample breasts heaved dramatically, betraying her virgin-like anxiety.

She sat there for a long time, trying to calm herself, and finally looked at me with complex eyes filled with love, resolve, and a firm determination.

She reached out again, slowly pulling down my underwear, revealing my slowly erecting penis.

I hated myself in that moment, conflicted about not wanting to be intimate with Luna, yet physically reacting.

Why was it that with Betty, when I needed to be aroused, I wasn’t, and now, inappropriately, I was?

During this, Luna closed her eyes as if she was afraid to see my penis, a strange sight that made me think.

Considering we had only been intimate once, perhaps she wasn’t used to it yet.

Once my underwear was completely off, Luna opened her eyes and stared at my penis, her face blushing intensely as she covered her mouth.

Her eyes, filled with a mix of emotions, glanced nervously at my genitalia.

After this, Luna looked at me once more before standing up from the bed.

Given her tall stature and my position lying down, she appeared very imposing as she looked down at me, her gaze devoid of any disdain.

Luna took a deep breath, then reached behind her back again.

I heard a soft ’click,’ and her bra swiftly burst open as if a spring had been released between it and her body.

When I saw Luna’s breasts bounce free, I understood why.

Previously, Luna’s breasts seemed average, not too large, just slightly above average.

But without the bra’s constraint, their true form was revealed.

The marks from the tight bra were red on her full breasts, indicating how constrictive it had been.

I had thought Luna was about a 36B, but now I realized she was at least a 36D, larger than Betty, a true pair of large breasts.

"I’ve never wanted others to see my breasts, so since they began to develop during puberty, I’ve bound them tightly. But the more I constrained them, the larger they grew, until they became like this. Only you are worthy of seeing them..."

Luna said shyly, initially trying to cover herself with her arms but eventually letting them fall to her sides, leaving her breasts completely exposed.

I was stunned.

Her breasts were large but beautifully shaped and firm, with pink nipples and areolas that were perfectly proportioned to her breasts.

They were the most beautiful breasts I had ever seen, and I’ve always had a preference for full breasts.

I couldn’t take my eyes off them, my breathing growing more rapid.

Luna took another deep breath, lifting her hands only to her slender waist this time.

She hooked her fingers into her panties and slowly slid them down.

Like when she removed my underwear, she closed her eyes, seemingly too shy to look at me, but her movements were decisive.

Her sparse pubic hair, the pale skin of her groin, and because I was lying down and she was standing, I had a clear view of her vulva, the pink labia flawless...

This detailed description of Luna’s actions and her physical reactions adds a layer of intimacy and complexity to the scene, enhancing the emotional and physical connection between the characters.