Page 95 of Edge of Control

“You’re making it hard to stay still,” I murmured, eyes half-closed.

“Is that a problem?” he asked, a hint of a smile playing on his lips.

“Not at all,” I replied.

He shifted forward, the water rippling between us. His hand slid up my thigh, inching closer to where I ached for him. I could feel his gaze roaming over me, taking in every detail.

“Let me,” he said softly, his fingers brushing mine aside as he took hold of my stiff cock. The sensation sent a jolt through me, and I couldn’t suppress the moan that followed.

“Jace,” I breathed, his name a plea on my lips.

He stroked me slowly, his grip firm yet gentle. I opened my eyes to meet his, the intensity there almost overwhelming. Without breaking eye contact, I reached out and wrapped my hand around his length, matching his rhythm.

The air was thick with steam and the scent of lavender, but all I could focus on was him—the way his breath hitched, the subtle movements of his muscles under the water.

“You’re driving me crazy,” he whispered.

“Good,” I replied, a grin tugging at the corners of my mouth.

He leaned in, his lips hovering just above mine. “I don’t think I can hold back much longer.”

“Then don’t.” I couldn’t take it anymore. I needed him. Had to have him inside me.

I moved forward, water splashing over the tub. I grabbed his face in my hands and kissed him, his legs opening for me as I pressed myself against him. Hegripped my ass, squeezing, his fingers pressing down on my hole.

“Tell me what you want,” he murmured against my lips, his voice low and rough.

“You,” I whispered, barely able to get the word out. “I want you inside me.”

His eyes searched mine, desire and affection mingling in those deep hazel depths. “Are you sure?”

“Yes,” I breathed. “Please.”

He nodded, a small smile tugging at the corner of his mouth. “Turn around,” he instructed gently.

I shifted carefully in the cramped space, turning so my back was pressed against his chest. The water lapped around us, bubbles clinging to our bodies. I could feel his hard cock pressing against my lower back, igniting a fire inside me.

He wrapped one arm around my waist, pulling me snug against him. His other hand trailed down my stomach, fingers grazing sensitive skin until he reached my own throbbing length. He took me in his hand, stroking slowly as he nuzzled into the crook of my neck.

“You’re so fucking sexy,” he whispered, his breath hot against my ear.

A shiver ran down my spine. “Jace…”

His fingers found their way to my entrance, circling before pressing gently. I moaned, pushing back against him, needing more.

“That’s it,” he soothed. “I’ve got you.”

He slipped a finger inside me, the sensation sending a jolt of pleasure through my entire body. I gasped, grippingthe edge of the tub as he moved slowly, preparing me. He added a second finger, stretching me further. The mix of slight discomfort and overwhelming need was intoxicating.

“Please,” I begged softly. “I want you to fuck me.”

He withdrew his fingers, and I felt the tip of his cock pressing against me. He hesitated for a moment, kissing the side of my neck.

“Tell me if it’s too much,” he said.

“It won’t be,” I promised.

He chuckled and began to push inside, inch by tantalizing inch. I sucked in a sharp breath as he filled me, the stretch intense but so right. He paused once he was fully inside, both of us breathing heavily.

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