Page 69 of The Edge of Never

My free hand stroked his side.

“But only if you want that.”

My fingers dug into his beard.

“Also, please never compare yourself to Lawrence again. You’re nothing like him.”

After what Thane said about Law, it became clear he’d manipulated me into doing things with him. Thane had done nothing of the sort. How he could see himself as the same as Law was beyond me. Behind his gruff exterior, he was kind and protective as hell. He never made me feel anything but safe with him.

“Are ye sure?”

“Which part? That you’re not like Law or that I want to fuck again?”

The way he blushed had me holding back a smile. Given how he’d spoken to me last night, I found it endearing that he felt embarrassed now. Besides, did he not realise how attractive he was? How I’d been fighting with myself over wanting him this entire time? I didn’t want to hold back any longer. It didn’t matter if we didn’t get out of this or that if we did, we’d probably not see each other again. Living in the moment and experiencing this with him was far more important to me.

Thane searched my face for a long moment. Then he smirked. He fucking smirked.

“Kiss me, Kit.”

“Kiss you?”

“Aye.” He dragged his hand down my back and cupped my behind. “Kiss me.”

“How about you kiss me, huh? Why do I have to do all the—”

His other hand curled around my throat before he pulled me against his mouth, cutting off my words. His kiss was soft, gentle almost as if he was nervous about it.

“What’s wrong?” I whispered against his mouth.

“I dinnae wannae kiss ye wrong.”

“Kiss me wrong?”

“Ye said ye dinnae like tae much tongue.”

Fuck me… this man remembered what I’d said about Lawrence. About how I didn’t really like French kissing. He didn’t want it to be bad for me. My chest tightened and my heart squeezed.

You are too fucking sweet for words. The fact you care about it being good for me. That’s everything to me.

“Do you want me to show you how I like to be kissed?”

He nodded, his nose brushing over mine.

I smiled at him before pressing my lips to his again. This time, I took control. He let me lead him.

I started off slow, pressing open-mouthed kisses to his lips. He responded in kind, showing me he could follow my instructions. When I deepened the kiss, there was no shoving my tongue down his throat the way Law had done to me. It was soft touches, gentle twirling, and never too much.

After a few minutes, Thane twined his fingers in my hair and stole back the control, kissing me with confidence. Making me melt in a puddle over him as my hips ground into his, seeking more friction. I was already wet, and he was hard. We didn’t need more words to tell each other what we desired. What we needed.

“Thane,” I moaned against his lips.

His hand left my behind and dug between us, gripping his cock so he could press it to me. I shifted to give him a better angle, letting him push inside me. I sighed, loving the way he filled me. The most delicious sensation that set my whole body on fire.

“Kit,” he growled, the vibrations against my lips making me tremble, “ye make me so fucking desperate for ye.”

I didn’t have it in me to tease him for his words. The feeling was mutual.

“I want yer…” He didn’t stop pushing into me, but his voice got all hesitant. “What dae ye want me tae call it?”

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