Page 82 of On The Edge
He smiles, a sinister smile that promises deliciously wicked pleasure, and slips one finger into my heat.
My mouth opens as I gasp and his lips cover mine, stealing the breath from my lungs. God, I have to touch him. Ineedto touch him.
But it’s like he can feel what I’m thinking because he pulls back andtsks.
“Hands on the headboard until I say. Do not move.” His words are clear orders and I feel like I should be fighting back against him a little more, but Reis… There's always been something about Reis that’sdominantin a way that leaves me breathless. Then he smirks at me, and my heart stutters.
“Keep your hands there until I tell you. Prove to me that you can listen to me, and I promise, I’ll make you feelso fucking good,” he growls in my ear, hovering just enough over me that I can feel his weight against me.
“Yes,” I say dumbly, nodding quickly.
“You’ll listen?”
“I’ll listen,” I whisper breathlessly.
“Good girl,” he whispers in my ear, his breath warming my neck as he moves down and nips the skin there.
“Oh my god,” I moan, arching my back so my chest presses into his as his teeth at my neck hold me in place.
“Yeah, baby, just like that,” he grunts into my neck, his hips grinding into mine. Reis thrusts his finger in time with his hips grinding against me, and I’ve never wanted to wrap my legs around a man’s waist more. “You can take a little more, just a little more. That’s it, Melody, another one,” his raspy voice mutters in my ear, and I nod over and over.
“Yes, please. Give me more, Reis,please.”
“You sound so pretty when you beg,” he growls and slips another finger into my pussy, and I whine at the stretch. “Look at you, taking three of my fingers so nicely. Do you think you can take my cock now, baby?”
“I can, I can take it,” I say quickly, breathlessly.
“I know you will. I’ll make it fit.” He presses a deep kiss to my lips. I can taste myself on him before he pulls back, using his free hand to undo his belt and unbutton his pants. “Take me out,” he orders, but doesn’t take his fingers from my heat. When I look at him, wondering if he’s going to, he smirks and stops moving. “Keep them warm and wet.”
I sit up quickly, leaning forward as he curls his fingers and I mewl.
“Oh god,” I groan.
“Come on, Melody, take my cock out. Quickly.”
“Yes, sir,” I say quickly, unthinkingly, and Reis stops.
“What did you call me?” He asks gruffly and for a moment I’m worried. Worried I’ve ruined this, but then I see the heat in his eyes.
“Sir,” I repeat so quietly I almost sound shy, moving my hand under his waistband, brushing past the coarse hair to the hardness I knew I’d find.
Goddamn, he’s big.
Maybe not as long as Kai, but he’s definitely got girth and a curve that I know is going to feel so damn good. I stroke him softly in his pants and his fingers in my pussy stall as he shudders.
Gently, I pull his cock free from his boxers and it stands free from its confines. My mouth waters.
“Suck me, Melody. Get me wet, love,” he orders and I’m all too happy to oblige. I bend down, hunching awkwardly, but my lips seal around his cock. I can feel the steel hardness under my tongue. Right as I’m getting used to his fingers just keeping me stuffed, he twists them in and out like a corkscrew, and it takes everything I have to not cry out.
Instead, I take him back as far into my mouth as I can at this angle, and make sure to get his dick sloppy. Reis threads his fingers into my hair, not pushing me down, but holding me in place while he moans my name to the ceiling.
Right as I’m about to speed up my movements, he rips his fingers from me and pushes my shoulders against the bed.
“Alright, baby, that’s enough. Otherwise I’m going to fuck your throat before I fuck your pussy, and that just can’t happen. Not yet,” he growls, sliding the tip of his dick up my leg until it brushes my wet slit. We both shiver at the contact.
“Do you want this?” He whispers hotly in my ear, rolling his body against mine. “If you tell me to stop, we’ll stop right now. No hard feelings and we can try again when you’re ready. But if you want this, with me?—”
“I want this. Right now,” I cut him off, surging forward and kissing him to shut down that train of thought.
