Page 57 of Edge of Desire

He brushed the hair off my face and kissed me over and over again. “I never thought it would be this great. I mean I knew it would be awesome, but, Avery, this was so much more than I ever expected.”

“It certainly was. I’m so happy you decided on waiting for this. It was incredible.”

“Incredibly special.”

I threaded my fingers in his hair and kissed him tenderly. “I only have one word for what just happened.”

“What might that be?”

“Wow!”

“Wow, huh?”

“Yeah, wow. Or maybe mind-blowing.” I kissed him again.

He chuckled softly as I began to hungrily nip at his neck.

“I would agree with the mind-blowing. Totally.”

“Except I am a little disappointed in you,” I confessed as I traced circles on his palm.

“Did I do something wrong?”

“Yep. You made me quit.”

“Quit?”

“You know. In the beginning when I had you in my mouth,” I teased.

“Oh. That.” Then he tensed up and got super quiet. I’d obviously hit a nerve, but I always thought that was something guys just adored. “Preston, is there something I need to know, because if so, you can tell me.” My hand stroked his cheek, trying to assure him it was okay.

“Yeah, you definitely need to know this. That’s a problem for me.”

“You mean you don’t like it?”

“No, I liked what you were doing. But ...” His body tensed up again. Things started adding up in my head. Prison, rape, I was cluing in as the light bulb flickered on.

“Hey, it’s okay. We don’t have to talk about this now. I’m sorry I even brought it up. I should’ve thought about it further.”

“You need to hear it, Avery,” he murmured.

“You know, you’re right. I do. And one day I will. But not tonight. I want this night to be about us and happy times and looking forward, not back to the past.”

“This is exactly why I love you so much.” What started out as a sweet kiss, quickly turned steamy as he flipped me on top of him. I felt him harden beneath me. I giggled as he continued to kiss me. When he pulled away, he asked, “Is there something funny?”

“Yeah, I think something feels a little left out and is begging for a bit of attention.”

“Hmm, I think so too.” He raised himself up and asked, “How about wrap your legs around me?”

I was more than willing to comply. He leaned me back and teased my nipples. It took me by surprise when he lightly nipped them. My gasps resurfaced. Before long, I cried out for more. “Preston, more."

“It’s nice to hear you cry out my name.” He started traced intricate patterns all over my neck with his lips and tongue and brought his hand down between us. With a slight shift, he slid into me.

“You’re so tight and wet around me.”

I couldn’t answer right then, because I was lost in the feeling of him. I was shocked when he suddenly stopped moving. He sat up and brought me closer to him, making sure my legs were wrapped tightly around his waist. I felt him seated deep inside of me then.

“Don’t move, baby. Let me do all the work. If you don’t like this, let me know.”

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