Page 86 of On the Edge


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The room was dark. I dropped my overnight bag on the floor and shut the door. “Anna?” Fear curled inside me when I didn’t hear a response.

I dashed through the sitting area and opened the bedroom door. There, I wiped a palm down my face in relief. Candles were lit around the bedroom. At least a dozen.

The bathroom door opened, and Anna flicked off the light behind her.

When she entered the candlelit bedroom, I officially lost my ability to think straight. She was wearing my gift, and only my gift—brown leather cowgirl boots and a straw-colored hat. Her body, golden from the Kentucky sun, moved toward me, her green eyes capturing mine as she came slowly across the room. Her body was fit, her long legs and full breasts on display. This was a woman with confidence. She’d told me that arsehole ex had taken her confidence, but the woman standing before me was completely unselfconscious . . . and utterly breathtaking.

“You didn’t need to buy me these, but thank you.”

She was standing in front of me, and my cock was hard as a rock. I wanted to pull her against me, but at the same time, I just wanted to look at her. I longed to absorb every inch of her into my memory.

My hand swept up to her chest, gliding over her nipple. “Do you know what you do to me, Anna?”

She wet her lips as a sexy smile teased the edges of her mouth. “I think I can tell.” Her eyes dragged down the front of me, landing on the waistband of my dress pants.

“I don’t mean that.” I laughed a little. “Well, not just that.” I pressed my hand to her cheek. Her skin was soft and smooth beneath my palm.

“Then what?” she rasped, her eyes focused on mine.

“The feeling I used to get from winning a fight gave me a high like nothing else.” I swallowed as I processed the ideas that had just begun to whirl in my mind. “Until now. Until you.” I wrapped my arm around her, tracing my fingers down the middle of her naked back before slipping them around the curve of her ass. My other hand grabbed hold of her hip, tugging her closer to me. “I crave you now. When I’m training, I’m not focused. All I want to do is be with you.”

“That’s not good.” She stepped back, and I lost my hold on her. “You can’t lose focus. I—I don’t want you getting hurt because of me.”

If only she knew . . . But no, she could never know.

“Don’t worry, love. I’ll never lose. Not as long as I have you in my corner.” I couldn’t believe I was saying this, keeping her in my life after all the shit I’d done. I knew deep inside I didn’t deserve her, but for some damn reason she made me feel like I did. I wasn’t sure if the feeling would last or how long she’d be here, but I wanted to grab hold of her for as long as bloody possible.

“Promise me you’ll never get hurt.” She pressed a hand to my chest, her lower lip trembling a little.

She was worried about me? For some reason, that thought had never crossed my mind. “I promise.” I tipped her hat to better access her eyes. “I promise,” I said once more.

When she finally nodded, I pulled her into my arms. My cock throbbed against her, and I was desperate to get out of my clothes and feel her skin against mine.

She must’ve read my mind because she began working at the buttons of my shirt. I stepped back and undressed the rest of the way.

Her lips curved into a delicious, seductive smile. “Want me to take off the hat and boots?” Her hand rested on the brim.

“Hell no!” I roped her back into my arms, and her body smacked up against mine. I lifted her and tossed her gently on the bed. Her hat fell off behind her, unleashing her hair, which wildly splayed out beneath her head as she lay there, looking up at me.

She pulled her legs up, resting her boots on the bed. She placed a hand over her belly button, and her other covered one of her breasts. “Touch yourself,” I said as I gripped hold of my shaft.

“I don’t . . . I’ve never—”

“What?” I released my grip in surprise.

“I mean I’ve never done that in front of anyone.”

I tipped my head back, almost relieved to hear those words. I didn’t want to imagine Anna doing anything with anyone else.

“I want to watch you.” My eyes landed back on hers.

She pulled her lip between her teeth. She probably had no idea how damn sexy she looked.

Her hand slipped down to her pussy, and she softly stroked. Watching her, I grew harder than I thought possible. I wrapped my hand back around my cock, admiring the way her tits rose and fell with each breath.

When her eyes shut and a soft mewl escaped her lips, my body tensed. “Feck.” I grabbed a condom from the stash I’d stored in the dresser by the bed and ripped open the pack with my teeth as I watched her finger herself.

I rolled the condom on, but then kneeled down and spread her legs apart. I ran my fingers from the top of the boot up to her inner thigh. She gasped and her back arched when I moved her hand, pinning it to her side as my mouth came down over her wet center.

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