Page 89 of The Edge of Never

“Yes, everywhere.”

“Ye want me tae hold on tae yer hair while I shove mah cock in yer mooth?”

I moaned as I pictured myself on my knees with him towering above me in full view of the windows in his living room. The way his green eyes would darken as he used me for his pleasure. How he wouldn’t let me touch myself, only him as he did it. I would be such a mess if he did that, desperate to please him so he would fuck me afterwards.

“Are ye imagining it, Kit?”

“Yes.”

He practically growled and tugged at my hair, making me wince from the way he held it. Then he licked my ear. I whimpered, too overwhelmed by it all to utter another word.

“With yer troublesome mooth, I didnae think ye’d want me tae be in control, but ye’re desperate for it, aren’t ye?”

A tear leaked out of my eye as I moaned in response.

“Aye, I see ye, Kit. I fucking see ye.”

It was all too much. The pounding of his cock inside me. The way our flesh rubbed together. How my clit was constantly being stimulated by the covers. I cried out as a wave of pure pleasure crashed over me. My body clenched around his, making Thane groan when he realised what was happening. I came so hard that I saw stars behind my eyes as I kept them squeezed shut against the intensity.

The moment I came down, I panted and lay there, allowing him to continue fucking me. I didn’t want it to stop. The joy he gave me was everything.

“Kit,” he ground out through gritted teeth, “can I come in ye or dae ye want it somewhere else?”

It took a bit for me to figure out why he was asking me that. Last time we had sex, I’d had a meltdown over the thought of his cum getting on me. I would be able to get to the bathroom and deal with it afterwards with ease, so it didn’t worry me.

“In me. I want it in me.”

He groaned, increasing the speed of his thrusts. It was only a few minutes more before he erupted, moaning my name in my ear as he did it.

I squeezed his fingers between mine when he stilled on top of me. He made sure not to fully put his weight on me, so I wouldn’t get squished on the bed. I was content to have him on top of me.

Thane pressed a kiss to my cheek and released my hair.

I sighed in happiness. Who would have thought we could be this compatible in the bedroom. At least, I hoped he enjoyed it as much as I did. That this was what he wanted, and he wasn’t doing it just because I liked it.

“Thane…”

“Aye?”

“Do… do you…”

“Dae I what?”

“Like being the one in control?”

He nuzzled the side of my face with his nose.

“With ye, I like it.” He pressed kisses to my shoulder. “Am finding I like a lot of things with ye I havnae tried before.”

It didn’t entirely surprise me this was new for him, considering he’d only been with one other person. I wasn’t the most adventurous type in the bedroom, but I knew I liked it when someone else was in charge. Not having to make the decisions or think about what I was doing was something I appreciated. It quietened the part of my mind that always criticised me for getting it wrong.

“So you’d be okay with taking charge whenever we have sex?”

“If that’s what ye want.”

“I want to know what you want.”

He was quiet at that. Thane pulled away, being gentle as he slid out of me and rolled onto his back next to me. I turned my face to look at his profile. He stared up at the ceiling with a pensive expression on his face.

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