Page 78 of Riding the Edge
“Jesus, Lady, you’re trying to kill me,” I grunt, working her pants down to her knees. Lifting my body off hers, I peel them off the rest of way and toss them over my shoulder. Hitching her legs over my shoulders, my mouth touches the silk covering her and I groan as her fingers glide through my hair, pressing me closer. Using my teeth, I bare her pussy to my tongue and take her like a starved man.
“Oh God,” she moans, knifing up to watch me lap at her clit.
“Like that don’t you?” I ask, pushing two fingers inside her tight cunt. Her head jerks as she bites her lip and winds her arms behind her. Unclasping her bra, she drags the straps down her arms, revealing her breasts to me.
“Touch me,” she says. Taking my free hand, she presses it against her breasts. “Please.”
Lifting my gaze to her, I watch a wave of emotion flit through her brown irises. Slowly, I pull my fingers from her and drop her legs from my shoulders. Spreading myself over her, I squeeze her breast and drop my mouth to the other one. Patiently, I lap at her nipple, sucking it between my teeth. When I lift my eyes, I notice the tears sliding down her cheeks and I remove my mouth from her nipple.
“No,” she pleads, eyes locking with mine. “Please don’t stop.”
My breath hitches as I wipe her cheeks with my thumbs.
“Lady,” I soothe.
Sniffling, she leans forward and wraps her arm around my neck. Pulling me down on top of her, her lips touch my ear.
“I’m okay,” she whispers. “I just need this. I need you.”
Her words are my undoing and suddenly she’s not the only one who needs something.
Like she needs me, I need her just as bad.
Taking her mouth, I kiss her possessively and make quick work of my pants. My cock springs free and I position myself between her legs. Dipping my head, I give her what she needs and suck her pebbled nipple into my mouth. Taking what I need in return, I thrust into her, filling her to the hilt.
Her hips arch off the couch and her limbs wrap around me, holding me to her. Something snaps inside me…inside her…and we start moving like two wild animals. The sound of our bodies smacking against one another fills my ears as the scent of sex clouds the air. We fuck hard and without restraint like two people who need the other to live and when she starts to come, I realize I didn’t live a day in my life until I had her under me.
Next to me.
Rooted deep inside my soul.
Thrusting once more, I find my release and collapse on top of her. Keeping myself buried inside her, I bend my head and kiss her neck, working my way back to her mouth. Her hands find the sides of my face and she holds tight, kissing me as passionately as I fucked her.
“Thank you,” she says against my lips.
Breaking the kiss, I lean back and push the hair away from her eyes. Staring at her, I shake my head.
“No, Lady, thank you.”
She wraps her arms around me again and buries her face against my throat.
“You make me feel things I never felt before.”
Pulling out, I transfer my weight from her body and maneuver us so that I’m sitting with my back against the couch. Dragging her into my lap, I wrap my arms around her naked body and kiss the top of her head.
“Makes us even,” I say, catching my breath.
Neither of us say another word after that and for a long while we sit on the couch, naked, wrapped in one another’s arms. When a chill runs up her spine, I grab the throw blanket from the back of the couch and wrap it around her. She lays her head against my chests and traces the words inked to my rib cage with her finger.
Finish living.
“Will you get my phone for me?” she murmurs softly.
“Yeah,” I reply hoarsely.
She shuffles off my lap, tightening the blanket around her body as I lift myself off the couch. Grabbing my jeans, I pull them on but leave the button undone as I take the phone out of her pants pocket. Sitting beside her, I glance down at the phone in my hand and swallow.
Until this moment, I didn’t care about the results.
Now, I’m just as fucking terrified as her.
Taking the phone from my hand, she brings up her voicemail and puts it on speaker mode.
Draping my arm around her shoulders, she curls into me and taps her finger to the screen, playing the message.
“Hi Maria, this is Dr. Kennedy. The results of the biopsy are in and I would like for you to come into the office, so we can discuss further. I had my staff block out tomorrow’s first available appointment for you. If you can’t make it, you can call the office in the morning otherwise, I will see you then.”
Pipe was right, when you’ve got everything, you’ve got everything to lose.
