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  Chapter 10

  ~Grace~

  5 minutes went by fairly quickly.

  I took a deep breath to soldier forward and made my way to the bedroom where there was a glow coming from underneath the door.

  I opened the door and there were rose petals on the bed. The wind was making the curtains lazily dance to their own tune. There was no sign of him.

  I was startled by the door closing signifying that I had walked into a trap of my own making. He was behind me with his hand on my hips and the warmth of his breath on the back of my neck.

  “I don’t even know where to begin,” He croaked with his words strangled.

  I was licking my lips feeling the first droplet of sweat streaming down between my breasts. His hands delicately removed the straps and gravity did the rest.His hands came around to cup my heated flesh. He bit my earlobe and squeezed my breasts with his fingers pinching my nipples.

  I sighed deeply and the tongue that had started on my neck worked its way down my bare back. With each flicker, it made me consciously aware of how hard my heart was beating.

  “You are full of surprises,” I said with bated breath.

  “You haven’t seen anything yet.” He said laced with uncovered secrets yet to be revealed.

  He gave my ass a firm smack to make me jump in place. I wasn’t expecting that. I was in the dark and I was going to become a slave to the rhythm of his body.

  He was soon on his knees with his insistent thumbs pulling open those lips that were already slick to the touch. It was tragic that we didn’t have the chance to express ourselves physically the first time.

  The cheek that he had slapped was still feeling the sting warming my skin to his touch. The only sound that could be heard was his heavy breathing. The first strike of his tongue with the pointed end leading the way made me gasp upon the initial penetration.

  “I feel like I’m on fire and that only you can put it out,” I said breathlessly.

  He had both hands keeping me open to his oral attack. I moaned without the slightest hint of shame. I felt my legs quaking barely able to balance on the heels that were still on my feet. I was shaking uncontrollably with the way that he was darting his tongue in and out down my heated womanhood.

  He must’ve gotten the memo. A man that was capable of making a woman scream from just the use of his tongue was going to unleash the animal inside of her. The inexplicable feeling of release and pleasure was going to turn me loose on him.

  He really didn’t have any idea what kind of trouble he was creating. The pleasing sensation that he was inflicting was drawing a straight line between my legs. I could feel it happening and how my body was responding by grabbing onto his tongue in a death grip.

  “Don’t say I didn’t warn you.” I said with a trace of a threat and a promise mixed into one. He didn’t cease and desist.

  Edward was showing that he was nobody’s fool. I could feel the thunder radiating through my limbs. It was creeping up on me and was grabbing me by the throat. There was no way that I could shake it off and I didn’t want to.

  He had my number and the spell that he had me under was culminating with an explosion of colours in my eyes. It was a wonder that I was even able to keep standing in my current position.

  I had my hands on my knees bracing myself for the impact. I screamed with my eyes wide open. He continued undeterred working without a net. The man was insatiable and I was the recipient of his oral skills. The orgasm lingered and was prolonged by how he was showing attention to my clit.

  I wasn’t expecting the second one on the heels of the first orgasm. I thought the first one was strong, but the second one was intensified by at least double. I lost my equilibrium and fell to my hands and knees.

  He followed me and the loud sloppy sound of his mouth on a mission was hard to ignore. My ass cheeks smothered him, but he wasn’t complaining. He finally came up for air taking a deep breath.

  “I was quite the athlete in high school. I had letters in football and swimming. The last one helped to ingratiate me with the women. I knew how to hold my breath for a considerable length of time. Get on the bed where it’s more comfortable.” He instructed with a forceful tone that I was inclined to follow.

  I crawled to the bed and used whatever energy I had left to lie there with my head on the pillows.

  “You have crossed that invisible line in the sand. Stay right there and don’t move one single muscle,” I said. I jumped on top of him and ripped open his shirt with my fingernails. The buttons were lost in the attack flying into the air in unpredictable ways.

  I frantically tugged at the button on his pants and leaned down to grab his zipper with my teeth. I had never done anything like that before, but I felt empowered to take a leap of faith.

  Those intricate tattoos took me by surprise. I made him lift up and I pulled his pants and his underwear off of him in one fluid motion. I could smell the heat of his sex and I was greeted by his hard cock.

  I put my hand around the base and felt the heat with my fingertips. It throbbed and the vein down the back was pumping with a life of its own.

  “I’m afraid that I might be a hair trigger from going off. I will mention that one time is never going to be enough for me. Get me off and I promise that I will rise to the challenge,” He said with his cock bobbing up and down agreeing with him.

  I didn’t want to tarnish his image of being the tough guy. My experience came from personal knowledge. I was well aware of the tell-tale signs of his arousal coming to its breaking point.

  He was involuntarily bucking off of the bed fucking my fist. I swirled my tongue around the head in a clockwise motion to hear him grunt in response. It was music to my ears.

  I cherished the time he was giving me to make his cock wave the white flag of surrender.

  I knew when he was about to blow and I stopped him with two fingers. He hadn’t said anything, but I had taken a man to the edge and back again to know that this orgasm was going to be something special.

  I took my hand off of him to make sure that he didn’t get any extra added stimulus. He was leaking profusely with sticky strands dripping down from the head. I was biting my bottom lip as I hovered over top of him with both feet planted on the mattress.

  My leg muscles were getting a workout. I felt the head briefly making contact with the lips. I put both hands on his chest and lowered myself down his impressive pole. I didn’t stop until he was bottomed out with not one single inch spared.

  “I don’t know what to say. Yippee… doesn’t seem to cut it. I knew it was going to be good, but I didn’t think that it was going to be this good,” He announced with surprised wonder.

  “I’ve never been this full in my life. I have to take a few moments to adapt to your size,” I said with my breath short.

  I moved my hips and used his cock to poke the fire that was already raging out of control. I lifted all the way up to the top leaving the head to feel the heat and the tightness closing in on it.

  The romantic atmosphere made this a game for two. I couldn’t get enough of the slow methodical approach. Long unyielding strokes had me setting the pace until I was passed the point of no return.

  I came again hard and decisively.

  There was no stopping the train once it left the station. My legs gave out and I landed heavily on top of him. He rolled me onto my back with my ankles in his hands. He took over where I left off.

  It was far more rewarding with the way that he was spontaneously changing techniques on the fly.

  “There’s no better feeling than this. The look in your eyes tells me everything that I want to know. I’m going to make you a puddle of spent flesh,” He proclaimed in a loud voice.

  This wasn’t the same old story. There were chapters left to be written.

  He was showing more than affection and there was this deep understanding that he shouldn’t give up until he saw the whites of my eyes. The power of his hips drove into me repeatedly with that wet slappi
ng sound of our bodies a symphony for my senses.

  I was completely exhausted and reaching down for a reserve of strength that I didn’t even know was there. I kept hearing him moan and grunt every time that he made every inch disappear.

  I playfully slapped him across the face and lightly scratched his chest. This only seemed to give him the encouragement to pound me relentlessly into the mattress. Our bodies were bouncing off of the mattress and my limbs were flailing in the air. I thought that it was never going to end. I was a rag doll completely at his mercy and then the dam burst.

  He bellowed at the top of his lungs and what exited from his cock was a volume that I couldn’t contain. I felt every single shot with all of those bullets exiting from the chamber.

  He fell on top of me with our sweat soaked bodies sticking together.

  “You really do know how to carve out a good time. That wasn’t for those with a heart condition. You were like a machine and you brought the woman out of me too many times to count,” I breathlessly stated with my hand grazing his cheek.

  He dropped like a sack of potatoes beside me breathing heavily. He closed his eyes and began to snore, but I knew that it wouldn’t take much to make him see the evening had only begun.

  I got out of bed and made my way across the floor trying to make as little noise as possible. I opened the door slowly, holding my breath, but nothing seemed to rouse him from his slumber. The man was a wild stallion and I had attempted to tame him.

  I wasn’t even sure that was possible and any idea of changing him was a moot point. I finally came out to get necessary sustenance for round two.

  We returned home hand in hand and he waited until we were in the company of both his sister and Frank before popping the question on one knee. I gleefully accepted and the life I had always wanted was in reach with the man that I adored.

  He is a saviour.

  That night he saved me from choosing a wrong path.

  He has a beautiful soul.

  He made me complete. Now, I can’t imagine my life without him. I am going to stay with this man for the rest of my life.

  *****

  The End

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