Can he escape Luna’s room?

Ryan carefully cracks open the closet door, just enough to peer out through the small gap. The bedroom is empty, the girls having left a few minutes ago. He can see Luna's bed, rumpled from where they were sitting, and her desk, still cluttered with school supplies.

It's so personal, so intimate. He can see her clothes strewn across the floor, her toiletries scattered on the dresser. He can picture her sitting in front of the mirrors of the cabinet while doing her make up before a night out.

Ryan's cock is still hard, straining against the confines of his swim trunks. He imagines her walking into the room, catching him red-handed. He pictures her eyes widening in shock, her mouth falling open in surprise. Would she be angry? Disgusted? Or would she be... intrigued?

As he starts to push the closet door open, he hears a noise from the hallway. Footsteps, coming closer. His heart stops, his blood running cold.

Luna is coming back…

Ryan quickly shuts the closet door, leaving just a very thin crack open to peer through. He holds his breath, his eyes fixed on the bedroom door as he waits for Luna to enter.

A moment later, the door swings open, and Luna steps inside. She's wearing a towel, her damp hair clinging to her shoulders. Ryan's mouth goes dry at the sight of her, his cock throbbing painfully in his swim trunks.

Luna moves to her dresser, rummaging through her drawers for something to wear. Ryan watches, transfixed, as she bends over, her towel riding up to reveal the curve of her ass. He can see the dimples at the base of her spine, the way her skin glistens with moisture.

He wants to reach out, to touch her, to feel her soft skin beneath his fingertips. But he knows he can't, knows that if she even catches him in here, it will be the end of everything. Not just for me but probably for my dad’s relationship with his new wife.

Luna straightens up, a pair of panties in her hand. She drops her towel, letting it fall to the floor as she steps into the underwear. Ryan's breath catches in his throat, his eyes glued to her naked body.

She's perfect, absolutely perfect…

Her breasts aren’t overly massive but still a good size and very perky, her nipples a dusky coloured pink. Her stomach is flat and toned, her hips flaring out in a gentle curve. And between her legs...

Ryan swallows hard, his mouth watering at the sight of Luna's bare pussy. He can see the faint outline of her slit, the way her lips are slightly parted. He imagines what she would feel like, hot and wet and tight around his cock.

Luna turns away from him, reaching for a bra. Ryan's heart is pounding so hard he's sure she must be able to hear it. He knows he should look away, should give her some privacy. But he can't seem to tear his eyes from her body, can't seem to stop himself from drinking in every detail.