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I shivered, my body responding to his before my mind could catch up. He cupped my face, his thumb brushing my cheek, his gaze holding mine captive.
Slowly, he leaned in, his breath warm against my lips, and I felt the world tilt on its axis.
The kiss was tentative at first, a brush of lips, a question asked and answered. But it quickly deepened, his mouth moving with a hunger that mirrored my own. I wrapped my arms around his neck, pulling him closer, losing myself in the taste of him, the feel of his strong hands on my waist.
Edward broke the kiss, his forehead resting against mine, both of us breathing heavily.“Lili,”he whispered, his voice thick with emotion,“are you sure? We can’t go back from this.”
I nodded, my heart pounding in my ears.“I’m sure,”I whispered back, though doubt flickered in the back of my mind.
We were crossing a line, one I’d sworn not to cross. But in that moment, I didn’t care. The pull was too strong, the desire too overwhelming.
He led me to the sofa, his hands never leaving me, his touch both tender and urgent.
I sat down, my legs trembling, as he knelt before me, his gaze intense, searching.“Tell me to stop,”he said, his voice a rough whisper.“Tell me now, because I won’t be able to once I start.”
I shook my head, my breath coming in short gasps.“I won’t,”I managed, my voice barely audible.
Edward’s hands moved to the hem of my dress, his fingers trembling slightly as he pushed it up my thighs.
My heart raced, my skin tingling with anticipation.
He paused, his eyes locked on mine, as if seeking permission once more.
I nodded, my pulse pounding in my ears, and he continued, his touch reverent, as if I were something precious, something to be cherished.
He kissed his way up my legs, his lips leaving a trail of fire in their wake.
My breath hitched as his mouth hovered over the edge of my lace panties, his warm breath teasing my sensitive skin.
I closed my eyes, my head falling back against the sofa,“Edward,”I whispered, my voice laced with need.
He looked up at me, his dark eyes smoldering with desire.“You’re so beautiful,”he murmured, his voice thick with awe.“So perfect.”
His words sent a flush of heat through me, and I felt myself blush, my cheeks burning. He leaned in, his lips brushing my core through the thin fabric of my panties, and I gasped, my hands tangling in his hair.
He smiled against my skin, a wicked, knowing smile, before pulling them aside, his mouth finally finding what it sought.
His tongue was a slow, deliberate torment, tracing patterns that made me squirm, his lips soft and insistent.
I moaned, my hips arching off the sofa, my fingers tightening in his hair.“Edward,”I breathed, my voice a plea, a demand.“Please.”
He hummed against me, the vibration sending shivers through my core. His hands gripped my hips, holding me still as his mouth worked its magic, his tongue delving deeper, his lips sucking gently.
I was lost, drowning in sensation, my body coiling tighter with each passing moment.
“Edward,”I gasped, my voice breaking as the tension built, unbearable and exquisite.“I—”
But I couldn’t finish the sentence. The world exploded around me, pleasure crashing over me in waves, my body shaking as I cried out his name softly. Edward held me through it, his mouth never leaving me, his hands firm and steady, until the last shudder subsided, leaving me boneless and breathless.
He sat back on his heels, his chest heaving, his eyes dark with satisfaction.“You’re incredible,”he murmured, his voice hoarse.
I managed a shaky smile, my heart still racing, my body still buzzing with the aftermath.
“Your turn,”I whispered, my voice laced with mischief.
Edward’s eyes flared with desire, and he stood, his hands moving to the buttons of his shirt. I watched, my breath catching, as he slowly undressed, revealing the lean, muscular body I’d only glimpsed before.
He was a work of art, every line and curve a testament to strength and grace.