Page 125 of The Edge of Never

“Wait,” I gasped, trying to pull away, “we still have a lot to discuss.”

“That can wait until after I’ve made ye a naked, panting mess,” he practically growled at me. “I want ye noo, Kit, and ye’re gonnae dae exactly as I say ‘cause we both know how needy ye get when am in charge.”

Well, fuck, that told me.

Forty

Thane

While I was very aware that Kit and I had things to talk about, I couldn’t wait any longer. The fact they accepted my sexuality meant so much.

It wasn’t like I thought Kit would see me differently because of it, but it hadn’t stopped me from being nervous. It was all so new to me and sharing it with others was a scary prospect. But Kit knowing that I was ace was important. It needed to be said before things progressed between us. Now, it felt like nothing was holding me back from reconnecting with them on a physically intimate level.

When they didn’t protest, I kissed them again, digging my hand in their hair and tugging on it. Their responding moan had me struggling not to rush this. I wanted them bare, their skin touching mine, the feeling of being inside them. I wanted it all, but only with them.

Some people wouldn’t understand that my desire for Kit had nothing to do with sexual attraction, but it made sense to me. I wanted Kit for them, and sex was just one way of expressing the need to connect with them.

As I let go of their hair, my hands went to their clothes instead, tugging at them to get them off Kit. They helped me, putting their arms up so I could get rid of their top half.

Kit peeled off their bralette the next moment. There was arousal in their icy blue eyes. A lust-drunk look that had me kissing them again. My hands dragged down their sides, revelling in the feel of their bare skin.

“Thane,” they moaned in my mouth.

I know, I want you too. I want you everywhere, Kit.

My hand went to their throat. I dragged my thumb down it, feeling them swallow.

“Clothes off, Kit,” I demanded. “I need tae see ye.”

They struggled to get off me. As they stood, their hands went to their jeans to undo the button. I took the opportunity to remove my shirt, throwing it away and not caring what direction it went in.

Since I had the wood-burning stove going, the house was pretty warm. Still, Kit’s skin pebbled as they stood before me completely bare. They took their glasses off and placed them on the coffee table before turning back to me.

“Ye’re so fucking pretty.”

Kit blushed but didn’t attempt to hide themselves.

I unbuckled my belt and lifted my hips to pull off the rest of my clothes.

They stared at me with their bottom lip caught between their teeth.

I reached out for their hand. Kit let me take it. I kissed their fingers and palm, watching them shiver with need. Then I dragged them into my lap. I caught Kit’s throat with one hand again and kissed them. They ground themselves against me, coating my cock in their arousal.

“Dae ye want it, Kit?” I whispered. “Are ye needy for me yet?”

“Yes, yes, please, I want you.”

Hearing the breathiness in their voice and the way they held onto my shoulders had me aching. I gripped my cock and lined myself up. Then I caught their mouth as I pressed inside them, kissing them for all I was worth. I fucking missed this. Having them close. Feeling them against me.

How the fuck did I think I could ever live without Kit? That I was going to be okay if they weren’t in my life. I wanted to contact them so badly, but the distance and everything else held me back. Having them here was a fucking miracle and a half. One I would never take for granted.

When they were fully settled in my lap, Kit rested their forehead against mine and closed their eyes. Their hands slid around the back of my neck and into my hair.

“Are ye okay?”

They rubbed their head against mine before opening their eyes.

“Yeah, I’m just thinking about how lucky I am that you’re mine.”

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