Page 139 of On Edge

“Please don’t stop.” I sound so needy that I hate myself. I lift my hips, trying to chase the feeling, but he pulls back.

But he makes me wait, drawing it out.

“Begme, little finch. And I’ll give it to you.”

I ball my fists. “Please,Troy. I need you inside me.”

“That’s my good girl.”

When he finally puts his mouth on me again, his tongue plunges inside, and a wave of ecstasy rushes up my legs, making my back and neck arch. I’m so close, it’s maddening.

He pauses again when I’m about to come, his eyes full of amusement at my loss of control. “Not yet. You don’t come until I say you do.”

Frustrated, desperate, I try to move against him again, but he holds me still, his breath hot and teasing on my sensitive parts.

I look up at him. “Why have you stopped?”

He laughs. It’s a nice sound. “Because I want to see you fall apart.”

I grip the rug, staring up at him. My lower half is practically shaking. I’m so so close….

“Please,” I whisper.

He arches a brow. “You want me to make you come?”

I nod, biting my lips.

“Then, use your words.”

I close my eyes because I can’t look at him when I beg him. It’s so wrong that he’s the one making me feel like this. He’s a monster, not a white knight I always dreamed of. And yet, I want only him.

Nell would understand.

“Please, Troy, make me come.”

“With pleasure, but first…eyes on me, beautiful.”

I open my eyes, and his green eyes are watching me as he lifts my hips and hooks my other leg over his shoulder. And then his mouth is back where I need it, on my clit, sucking hard. Whenhis hands cup my buttocks and his thumb sinks inside me, I throw my head back, arching into him.

The orgasm explodes through me, pleasure pulsing through every part of my body. Troy’s mouth slows, licking every shudder, tasting every drop of my release. Every part of me tingles, every nerve in my body is on fire.

There’s a smirk on his face when I drag my eyes open a second time. I smile back, my eyes are drawn to his lips as they glisten, coated in what can only be me. He gently unhooks my leg and sets me back down on the rug, and comes up to where my head is, his forest-green eyes staring right into mine.

“Do you know how beautiful you look right now?”

I shake my head, suddenly feeling a little too exposed. But he grabs my chin, mid-shake, and he kisses me softly, and the guilt and shame ebbs and flows away. I taste myself on his lips. It’s a heady taste, not unpleasant.

My whole body feels like I’m falling into an abyss of warmth and sleepy desire.

But it’s not enough. “Wait, you haven’t come yet.”

He shoots me a look as he unbuckles the belt, freeing me. “That can wait.”

I frown. His tone makes me hesitate for a split second, but then his warmth and his scent wrap around me like a forbidden drug, making me bold. I’ve never felt so safe, so content, as I do right now.

“Please, I need to feel you inside me.”

His hips are against mine, and instinctively, I curl into him and he pulls me close.