Page 108 of The Edge of Never

“Shhh.”

“I thought ye liked it when I say dirty things,” I said, although it was muffled by their hands.

“Oh my god, I don’t even know whether to be annoyed or turned on by you right now.”

They were so fucking cute when they got all flustered. Especially when it was over me.

I tugged their hands off my mouth and held them between us.

“I can dae something aboot that.”

“Which part?”

“Both at the same time.”

They raised their eyebrows.

“How do you propose to do that?”

I smiled at them as I let go of their hands before digging one of my own underneath their clothes. Kit looked between us as my fingers slid along their cunt. A gasp left their mouth as I stroked them until they were wet. Then I slid two fingers inside them and ground my palm against their clit.

“Like this,” I whispered as I dug my free hand into their hair and tugged them closer. “Am gonnae make ye come, and ye can decide if ye’re still annoyed after that.”

Their hands landed on my shoulders. When a groan left their mouth, I smiled and planted kisses down their jaw.

“This isn’t fair.”

“When I fucked ye on the table, that was for me. This is all for ye. That’s fair.”

I caught Kit’s mouth so they couldn’t respond to me. They moaned as they kissed me back. Kit rocked on my fingers, encouraging me to fuck them harder. It hadn’t been my intention to turn this sexual, but watching Kit come alive under my playful teasing was intoxicating. Something about them giving control to me in an intimate setting made me feel good. I wanted more of it. Wanted more of them. Wanted… everything.

“That’s it,” I murmured as I tugged their head back by their hair, “let me make ye feel guid.”

Kit had their eyes closed with their mouth parted slightly.

“Thane,” they sighed.

My name on their lips was an addictive sound. Had anything else ever sounded this good? I didn’t think I would ever get bored of it… or bored of them. They were funny, smart and everything I didn’t know I wanted in another person. And that made me think about the fact they were leaving. About how it could never work because they lived so fucking far away from me. I had too much baggage to deal with, anyway. So did Kit. We might like each other, but it didn’t mean this would work. There were too many obstacles to overcome. I couldn’t ask them to give up everything for me. That wouldn’t be right or fair.

Stop dwelling on this. You’ve got time. You still have some time.

It wasn’t enough. It would never be enough. A few days ago, when we were back in the tent and I thought we might not survive, it would have been enough to spend my last moments with them. But not now. Now I wanted Kit more than I wanted to breathe. But they were so far out of reach that having them permanently was an impossibility.

Shaking myself internally, I focused back on the here and now. On the moans and gasps Kit made as I continued to press my fingers inside them. As they kept grinding their hips into me. They were so fucking pretty. So unabashed in taking their pleasure now their embarrassment had faded. Nothing could top this view.

“Oh god, yes, yes, yes.”

Their back bowed as they came all over my fingers. Their hands tightened on my shoulders. I watched their body shaking and the moans spilling out of their mouth. Then Kit slumped forward on my chest and buried their face in my neck. I let them catch their breath as I removed my fingers from them. Kit didn’t notice me sticking them in my mouth to taste them. I wasn’t sure how many times I had left to do that.

“Ye still annoyed with me?” I asked after a minute.

“No.”

“Then I fixed both problems.”

Kit snorted and rubbed their face against my neck.

“Guess you did.”

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