Chapter 19
“D o you think of this?” she asked, pulling his hands towards her and placing them under her jumper. His eyes didn’t leave hers. “Or this?”
Scarlett left his hands on her bare waist, placing her own on his chest, feeling his heart racing. He was holding back, she could tell, so she drifted them to the back of his neck, whilst stretching up onto her toes, pulling him towards her until their lips met.
She didn’t think about where this newfound confidence came from, but she wanted him.
She wanted him more than anything she’d wanted in a very long time.
Kissing him softly, almost hesitantly, she fought against her feelings of vulnerability, and there was something in that which made Edward groan and snap from his hesitant state.
He wrapped his arms tightly around her, drawing her close to him, their kiss turning into something hungrier and more visceral with each passing moment.
Every cell in her body was screaming to have him close to her, on her, inside her.
To hell with decorum and socially accepted timeframes on how long a woman should wait until she slept with another man. She would not wait another minute.
Evidently, Edward had similar feelings, as his mouth travelled down her neck, his hands now hungrily exploring the bare skin beneath her jumper, pulling down the fabric of her bra to caress and softly squeeze one of her nipples.
Scarlett gasped at the contact, pulling at his hair and arching her body harder against him.
Taking her reaction as permission, he briefly pulled away, taking hold of her jumper and removing it in one smooth movement, leaving her half naked and dishevelled, with her bra straps halfway down her arms and one breast exposed.
“Fucking hell,” was all he managed to say before cupping both breasts and taking the uncovered nipple in his mouth, teasing it with his tongue and gently nibbling it with his teeth, making Scarlett cry out.
Everything inside her sparked into life, screaming out to be touched, kissed, and explored. Moving his hands to her back, he unclipped her bra and moaned in appreciation as his hands took the full weight of her breasts, his mouth unrelenting in its sweet assault on her nipples.
Edward released an animalistic groan as he took a step back to take a better look at her, swiftly bringing her right back into the moment.
She wasn’t used to being observed, and it certainly hadn’t been something she felt comfortable doing with Jason anymore– but the hungry and appreciative look of lust in Edward’s eyes fuelled her confidence, and she felt unashamedly sexy.
Even more so as he kneeled before her and undid the buttons on her jeans, kissing her abdomen along the top seam of her knickers, slowly tugging both down and briefly placing his hot mouth against her wetness.
Scarlett moaned at the sensation of his tongue pushing inside her, and were it not for Edward’s hands holding her steady, she would’ve lost her balance.
Her reaction made him look up and smile.
“Please don’t stop,” she begged him.
Kissing her clit gently, he pulled away and focused on untying her trainers. “You couldn’t have worn something easier?”
Scarlett laughed, holding his head for balance as he removed one shoe, then immediately started on the other. “I might’ve done if I’d known this was the planned activity for the afternoon!”
Edward pulled off the second shoe and removed her jeans and underwear before raising himself back up to standing. “But where would have been the fun in that?”
“I feel a little underdressed at this point.” Scarlett moved her arms across her chest to cover her top half.
“Nuh-uh.” Edward shook his head. “No covering up. I want to enjoy every minute of this. Are you cold?”
Scarlett shook her head. “Just very naked.”
Edward smiled and kissed her. “Just the way I like you.”
He scooped her up, wrapping her legs around him, and carried her to the large cream sofa behind them. Pulling down a soft chenille blanket hanging over the back, he lowered Scarlett onto it, his eyes drinking in the view of her lying beneath him.
Kneeling over her, he quickly pulled his jumper over his head, revealing the toned chest that was imprinted into her memory from the very first time she’d seen him.
Scarlett’s hands drifted over his abdomen, following the trail of hair towards the enticing V shape revealed by his low-sitting jeans.
She wasted no time in unbuttoning them, pulling both his jeans and boxers down to his knees, then using her feet to slide them down his legs until he could kick them off, leaving them both entirely naked.
“That’s a neat little trick.” Edward nodded in appreciation.
Scarlett lost her train of thought, and her eyes widened as she looked down, instantly distracted by the sight of Edward’s eager, straining cock.
“So that’s what you were hiding under the sheets.” She smiled at Edward, blushing, and before he could look away, she pulled him down to kiss her again. “You’re rather delicious, you know.”
“You’re not bad yourself.” He kissed her neck and caressed her breasts, gently tweaking her nipples and groaning as her body reacted to every part that he made contact with.
“Which reminds me…” His voice trailed off as he made his way from her neck to her breasts, licking, sucking, and nibbling every inch of her until he parted her legs, making Scarlett cry out as his mouth continued its previous exploration.
At a pace that was slow and leisurely, almost unbearably so, his tongue explored every soft layer of her, seeking to taste and savour her essence, applying pressure at her most sensitive core, whilst his fingers sunk deep inside her, releasing her at the exact right moment, each time enveloping her in waves of delicious arousal.
His refusal to rush turned her on even more and every time she came close, her heart racing and blood rushing to her ears, she could feel him keeping a watchful eye, bringing her back down, steadying her, only to start all over again.
She lost count of how many times he pushed her towards the edge, until finally she reached the point of no return, aching for release, unable to hold back any longer– and as if he was able to read her body like a book, Edward’s hands firmly gripped her hips to still her, and taking full control of her, he brought her to a climax that shattered her being into a million stardust particles.
The world around her dissolved, and even as she slowly came back to her body, wave after wave of pure, uninhibited pleasure washed over her, insistent and all-consuming.
It felt like an age before she slowly returned to herself fully– panting, shuddering, and clinging to his hair, as if letting go meant she might never return in one piece.
Eventually, Scarlett released him, worried about hurting him, but he didn’t seem to care, still lost in her pleasure, kissing around her now raw and sensitive clit, careful to avoid direct contact and any discomfort.
“Edward, that wasn’t normal,” she finally said. “I think you’ve broken me.”
She could feel his smile as he kissed the inside of her thigh before bringing himself up to look into her eyes.
“Scarlett, I’ve not even started.” His smirk was full of mischief as he manoeuvred himself to pull his wallet out of his jeans.
She watched him as he tore the packet of a condom open with his teeth, his eyes not leaving hers, and as he pulled the condom over his now impatient-looking cock, she wasn’t sure she’d ever seen anything sexier.
“You okay?” he asked her, positioning himself above her.
She nodded eagerly.
“I’m more than okay, Edward, I—”
He obviously didn’t need to be asked twice, as he slid himself inside her, making her cry out.
He moaned loudly, his face now lost in her hair, his whole body shuddering with each thrust. Still sensitive from her orgasm, Scarlett was immersed in a feeling of utter bliss, arching her hips towards him and encouraging his cock deeper inside her, which seemed to make contact with every nerve the further he pushed.
“Fuck, Scarlett– why do you feel so good?” He groaned loudly.
She couldn’t speak. It all felt too good. He felt too good, and words simply weren’t forming properly in her head. So, instead, she pulled him back to her and answered with her lips against his, her tongue teasing his mouth open so she could explore him.
He grunted with pleasure, returning her kiss with a force that took her breath away, but slowing his pace until he stilled, finally tearing himself away from her kiss and shaking his head with his eyes tightly shut.
“Christ, I’m not sure how long I can last. This feels too good.” He leaned his forehead against hers, his eyes still closed.
Scarlett took his face gently in her hands and stroked his cheekbones, dusted with stubble, waiting patiently until he opened them. She kissed him softly and then pulled away slightly to look at him again.
“This doesn’t have to be a one-time event, you know.
You don’t need to hold back.” Something clouded across his face, a passing thought perhaps, but Scarlett dismissed it.
Pushing her hips towards him, the feeling of his cock deep inside her made her gasp and him groan.
She pulled his face to her again, kissing him deeply before whispering, “I want you to come for me.”
Her words had the desired effect, as his body tensed with newfound purpose, and a spark of hunger flashed in his eyes.
Moving her hands above her head, he held them firmly in place, the fingers of his other hand entangled in her hair, making Scarlett cry out in pain and pleasure as he began thrusting at pace, unapologetically.
The combination of the pressure of his hand keeping hold of hers, the tingling pain of her hair being tugged, and the sensation of his cock pounding in and out of her was exquisite; to the point that, within minutes, another orgasm took her by surprise as it surged and rippled through her.
Her eyes sprang open to see him watching her, tentatively, at which point he closed his own, releasing an almost animalistic groan that echoed through the house as he climaxed inside her.