Repeat(51)

“Why? This is still sort of slow,” lies my lying tongue.

“It’s really not, baby.”

“Yeah, you’re right. I’m actually kind of done with slow.” One hand slides around the back of his strong neck, the other grasping hold of his bicep. His skin is warm and smooth to the touch. And I plan to do a whole lot of touching.

“You weren’t feeling so great earlier. Shouldn’t we take it easy?”

“But I’m feeling amazing now.”

Even his scowl is sexy. “You know I had plans for this. Taking you out on a date, going to our favorite restaurant, doing it all the right way.”

“Aw, that’s sweet.”

“You like the sound of that? We don’t have to rush.”

“But nothing about this feels wrong and we can still go on dates. In fact, I’d like that a lot.”

His gaze on me narrows. “Clem . . .”

“Woo me later. Fuck me now.”

The noise in his throat is vaguely tortured with a hint of pissed off. But his mouth comes back to mine, our tongues rubbing against one another, teeth clashing just a little. Then his hot mouth travels down to my jawline and on to my neck. So damn good. I shove my hands through his hair, holding him to me. No way is he getting away now. If everything between us goes to shit sometime soon, at least I’ll have this memory.

“You always get your way,” he growls. A thrilling sound.

“Not even remotely.”

“No?” His fingers expertly toy with my nipple, making me gasp and writhe on him. “Pretty damn sure you do.”

His growing hard-on is caught between us, tenting the sleep pants. Ed turned on is a thing of wonder. I’ve never been so excited, all five senses hitting overload. My breath hitches, heart pounding.

“Tell me, is this is a curiosity thing? You getting your answers again?” His teeth gently threaten my neck, his grip on my breast tightening to a sweet edge of pain. It would seem the man is part animal when it comes to sex. How awesome.

“It’s a you thing and you know it,” I say, panting slightly.

“Just as well.”

In one swift motion he clears the table of drawing pad and pen. Then, with one hand on my ass and the other on my back, he surges up, placing me on the surface. Holy wow, the slightly feral look in his eyes as he stares down at me. I feel more alive than I ever have. Every inch of me bright with sensation. Though our underwear is an annoyance. An ache has started up between my legs, everything low inside of me feeling swollen and tight. Needy. He grinds his dick against me and I see stars. The long hard length of him pressing against the soaked gusset of my panties.

“Sure you don’t want to calm things down? If you change your mind, we can stop anytime you want.” Oh God, the hunger in his eyes. He doesn’t want to stop any more than I do. So instead of answering, I wrap my legs around him. Actions speaking louder than words and all that.

His fingers thread through my hair, tugging just a little as he kisses me. The nerves in my scalp fire up along with the rest of my body. Being like this with Ed is pure sensation. Each kiss is deeper, wetter than the one before. Our need for each other building.

“How far do you want to take this, hmm?” he asks, before shifting lower, mouth covering a nipple, his tongue lashing over it, and yes. So good. When his teeth press in just so my back bows off the table. He bites my breast, my neck, my lower lip. Just enough each time to give me the sweet edge of his sting. “Answer me.”

“Like I said, all the way,” I say, voice breathy. “I want to know what we’re like together.”

“Is that so?”

His hand slips into my pants, fingers ever so gently stroking me there, building me up and up. Making me even wetter. Little wonder he’s an expert at this too. A thick finger eases inside of me, pumping slowly. Then he adds a second, stretching me. He curves his fingers, rubbing at some sweet point inside of me, making me moan. Everything low in me coils tighter and tighter. If he just keeps doing exactly that for a while, I’ll come for sure. Instead, he draws his fingers out and I almost cry at the loss. Undignified yet true.

“Are you listening to me, Clem?”

“Y-yes.”

“I don’t believe you.” Then he lightly slaps my sex and fuck. My eyes and mouth pop wide open. His smile is all satisfaction and sharp teeth. “Look at me, baby.”

I have nothing. I can barely catch my breath. The truth is, Ed’s a little mean when it comes to sex and I love it. Hell. I’m pretty sure I love him. Or maybe I’m just wildly aroused beyond belief and my brain is melting. Hard to tell. It’s all so overwhelming. Much more than I expected it to be.

“Okay.” Sadly, he pulls his hand out of my underwear and licks them clean before lifting me up into his arms. “We’ll do it your way for now. But the first time we fuck isn’t going to be on a table. And tomorrow, we’re having a long talk about you and your lack of patience.”

I cling to him as he heads down the hallway and into his bedroom. The door shut and locked behind us.

“In the future, we make important decisions together beforehand and we discuss them fully clothed, not half naked. Understood?”

“Yes, Ed.”

He mumbles something, sounding vaguely disgruntled. Doubtful of my easy compliance, no doubt. But whatever. I’m deposited on the bed then divested of my underwear in no time at all.