Chapter 20
H e wasn’t sure how long they’d been there, tangled limbs and interlaced fingers, the smell of sex lingering on them both. Equally, he didn’t want to move or speak, not wanting the moment to dissipate and worried he’d never again feel a peace such as this.
She was right; it wasn’t normal.
He’d never experienced sex like it, and he didn’t want it to be a one-time event, even though every logical bone in his body knew it absolutely should be.
But she was exquisite in every way. He wanted to inhale her and keep her within him for the rest of time, which he knew was a ridiculous thought, but so was the idea of letting her go.
He noticed her breathing become heavy and slow– she was asleep, which further made the idea of breaking the moment feel like a crime.
Eventually, he must’ve fallen asleep too, as when he opened his eyes it was dark outside, and the lights of the surrounding buildings were reflecting into the darkened room from the water.
Scarlett shifted beside him and rolled over to her side, her back facing him. The softness of her curves woke him further and, casting any of his previous thoughts aside, he began caressing her soft skin, making her arch and murmur in response.
His cock stirred, and like she was a beacon guiding him home, he moved closer to her, finding the apex of her thighs damp, warm, and welcoming.
He wanted to slide back inside her again, to return the world to an even keel, and he sighed a moan of relief as Scarlett, responding sleepily, reached behind her, taking hold of and stroking his cock.
Edward groaned with pleasure and gently bit her shoulder before reaching down to the floor and taking another condom out of his wallet, which he’d strategically left in easy reaching distance.
Within seconds, it was on and he was back inside her, making her call out his name as he built his pace up slowly, caressing her breasts and nuzzling into her neck.
“You feel incredible,” he moaned softly into her hair.
Scarlett reached behind her again, this time pulling him closer to her, and he could feel her become increasingly wet.
“Fuck’s sake, woman,” he growled. “I cannot get enough of you.”
“Good,” Scarlett replied, her voice hoarse. “Because I can’t get enough of you either.”
Edward let out another animalistic groan, pulling out and turning Scarlett onto her front, pushing her knees up so she was on all fours.
She gasped at the quickness of it, making her spasm around his cock as he thrust himself inside her again.
This time, he wasn’t going to come in a rush.
He wanted to enjoy her in every way. He reached his hands around, taking her full breasts in his hands.
“I love the way you react to me,” he said, his breath ragged and his cock throbbing, eager to orgasm inside her for the second time. But he was nowhere near finished yet.
He wanted to make her climax again– today, tomorrow, the day after that– in fact, he wanted to fuck her forever and beyond.
Taking hold of her hips, he groaned again.
The way their bodies connected snapped something in him and he lost all sense of everything– everything except the delicious sensation of being buried deep inside her.
Watching her back arch as he entered her, followed by her low cries of pleasure, made him want to possess her even more, but he was under the distinct impression it was her doing the possessing at this point.
“Turn around,” he told her as he pulled out– which, to his delight, she did immediately on his command, her huge eyes full of sleepy lust, turning him on almost to the point of no return.
Taking her by surprise, he pushed her onto her back, making her laugh.
“You’re just a tad too sexy when you get all domineering, you know. I like it.” She smiled up at him.
Scarlett’s hair was wild, framing her face, and making her look like a mermaid or a siren. He wasn’t actually sure there was a difference, perhaps it was both. And it was in that moment he realised he was completely and utterly done for.
Her eyes sparkled as she reached down to stroke his cock, guiding him back inside her. It was then he stopped fucking her. Instead, and what he’d later reflect on, it was the moment he began making love to her.
But he told himself it was just physical. Infatuation at best. It was the chemicals in his body doing insane things to his brain. Nothing more.
Yet the feeling was overwhelming and all-fucking-encompassing, and he wasn’t sure how long they continued that way, intense and trancelike, but eventually Scarlett’s eyes closed, her back arched, and as she moaned loudly, free and beautifully uninhibited, he felt her tighten around his cock, a slow orgasm taking hold of her– it was truly something to behold.
But before another thought could cross his mind to appreciate it for longer, he lost complete control of his own as it built at a force he couldn’t hold back, and he surrendered to a slow, intense climax, the pair clinging to each other, caught in combined spasms of exhausting pleasure.
For a long moment, they stayed that way until Edward finally pulled out of her and they each lay on their backs until their breathing returned to normal. Neither was tired, despite their bodies feeling spent.
“I’m thirsty, and hungry, and I need the toilet.” Scarlett turned her head to face him.
Edward laughed. “Aye, I think we could both probably do with all the above, and maybe add a shower to the mix. Come on.” He stood up and smiled, pulling her up to sitting with her hand. “I’ll show you where the bathroom is, and then I’ll give you a delayed tour of the house.”
He briefly turned away and, taking a tissue from the somewhat conveniently located box on top of the table, he removed and deposited the condom inside of it, shoving it in his jeans pocket.
Scarlett scrunched up her nose and laughed.
Edward shrugged and smiled, suddenly feeling like a teenager.
“Shower sounds like a solid idea,” she said, still smiling.
Edward then pulled his jeans on, and Scarlett wrapped the blanket around her.
“This way,” Edward said, holding his hand out to her, which she took, seeming suddenly shy. “You okay?”
Scarlett nodded. “Yeah, just a bit out of my comfort zone, I think.”
“How so?” Edward pulled her around to face him full on.
He disliked the uncertainty and self-doubt replacing Scarlett’s usual directness, especially if he was the cause. However, she seemed to shake herself out of whatever was worrying her, and a smile crept over her face.
“You’re just new to me– I’m used to the surly Scot, as opposed to this weirdly salacious and attentive version I’m dealing with today. Not sure if I should relax into it or be prepared for the inevitable fight.”
He cupped her face and kissed her. “We don’t fight.” He laughed then. “And I don’t think I’ve ever been called surly and salacious before, especially not in the same sentence.” He paused for dramatic effect. “To be fair, I have been called plenty of other things, though.”
Scarlett relaxed under his touch, and in turn, so did he.
“Show me this bathroom, then. I’m dying here!”
Edward placed a kiss on her forehead before leading her to the curved stone staircase. “You’ll be pleased to hear the cleaners have been in already, so a clean bathroom and fresh towels await.”
“Oooh, you do know how to treat a girl,” Scarlett teased.
Edward laughed again. “There may be some whose opinions differ.”
“I can’t believe that!” Scarlett feigned surprise, to which he rolled his eyes.
Still holding her hand, which he wasn’t wanting to let go of, despite not being the most naturally affectionate of men, he guided her upstairs and after bypassing the first couple of bedrooms, he stopped and opened the door to the master suite.
Scarlett took a sharp intake of breath as he turned on the light, revealing the enormous room, with its super-king-sized bed, all elaborately furnished in cream and gold and reminiscent of a huge, very expensive, high-end hotel suite.
“This place is ridiculous, Edward!” she said, not hiding her awe.
“It’s certainly something, isn’t it? Not entirely to my taste, but it has the wow-factor, I guess.
” He smiled at her stunned face. “Right, missus, the bathroom is through there on the right. Have a bath, shower, whatever takes your fancy. I’m going to jump in the shower down the hall and I’ll see about ordering some food– hopefully there will be a bottle of something downstairs too.
” He drew her close and kissed her again.
“Come find me when you’re done. There should be some clean robes and slippers in there.
Just take whatever you need.” He gave her a final kiss and left her to her own devices, softly closing the door behind him.
Edward sighed. This wasn’t what he’d planned. In fact, his plan to stay away from Scarlett had been the most sensible one by far. But it didn’t seem that was going to work out for him.
Best laid plans and all that .