Floating, I positioned myself so I was straddling his lap. “I would never use you. You said you felt like I was using you. And I just need you to know you’re too important to me to do something like that.”
“Okay.”
My head jerked back slightly. “Not okay. I need you to comprehend.”
“Fancy you’ve always had options. For you, life is a smorgasbord. Maybeusewasn’t the right word. Perhaps I should have said consumed or depleted.”
“You make me sound like a vulture.”
“You just take Fancy. You make me want to give you everything, even if that means I have nothing left for myself. And I’m not saying you don’t offer value in return. Your smile alone is worth a million dollars. Being near you is like summer rain, light and refreshing. I’m just saying it’s not easy to recover after you’ve moved on.”
I’d be the first to admit that in my youth I was flighty. But I wasn’t a taker. “How is that my fault? I never asked people to get all caught up in me.”
“Your presence practically demands it. It’s not something you purposely do, it’s just in you. A trigger that makes people want to please you. Your parents, Oz, every guy in high school.”
I opened my mouth ready to disagree.
Edison flashed me a warning glare. “I don’t want to fight.”
“We’re not fighting, we’re just having a conversation.”
“Well maybe I don’twantto have this particular conversation.”
I moved to the other side of the tub, sizing him up. “You know you’re not perfect either.”
“I know it.”
“You can be possessive, you only see things in black and white, and you’re afraid of change.”
“Guilty. I’m fiercely protective of the people I care about. Nuance is fine but most people hide behind that concept, so they don’t have to pick a fucking side. And I am keenly aware of who I am and what makes me happy.”
“Good, just want to be clear I’m not the only one with flaws.”
“When did I say you had flaws?”
“You compared me to a succubus.”
Edison chuckled.
“What’s so damn funny?”
“Fancy, we have three weeks. Do you want to spend that time fighting or fucking?” He floated forward, pulling me back onto his lap. His dick was erect and ready, and I lost all my righteous indignation. Edison’s kisses had the ability to fold time. My nipples brushed against his chest and a ribbon of desire fluttered in the base of my stomach. My heartbeat was so loud it drowned out all the doubt. Our kisses were deep and rapid like a raging river. The night breeze chilled my wet, naked skin.
I grabbed his face and said, “I need you right now.” You’d think I was a cat in heat the way my chest was heaving. All that was missing was the plaintive wails.
Edison released an audible gasp as he entered me. When he finally slid into place, my body was awash with relief and excitement. His hands landed on my thighs and he gave them a quick rub before gently guiding me up and down. He leaned forward to kiss my neck and chest before slapping my ass hard. The splash of water and his heavy hand caught me by surprise, causing me to moan low and long.
Edison collected my damp curls which were a bit tangled and frizzy from neglect after all this carefree country living. His thrust became harder and more urgent as if my body was the cure to every last one of his problems. All my other senses seemed to dim as my sense of touch became heightened. The gentle tugging at my hair. Edison’s free hand cupping my breastwhile the pad of his thumb teased my nipple. My ass slamming into him and the shiver that connection produced. We were sweaty, and something about fucking in the barn with the doors wide open for any passerby to witness felt primal and raw. Just two horny people looking to satisfy our need to experience the heady high of pleasure.
When his hand found my clit my body felt electric, the sensation pulsing through my veins, the harshness of the impending wave was almost painful and my body tried to scurry away in fear. Fear of this man who knew my body like his own, even though he’d only been granted access a day ago. Fear of the quicken of my heart at the nearness of him and my longing for this to never end. Fear of the unknown and what this all meant.
Edison chastised me, his voice rough and no louder than a grumble. “Stop running from it and take this dick.”
His words were like a whistle, and I complied, opening myself wide so he could go deeper. Which caused me to scream as loud as my lungs would allow. The benefit of living in the country was there weren’t neighbors around for miles. So when I yelled, “Fucking take this pussy. Take it all,” there was no one to eavesdrop.
“Are you ready for me to make you come or do you want to play a little longer?”
I didn’t know this was a choose your own adventure. I’ll take orgasms for one thousand Alex. “Please fucking make me come,” I said out of breath, throat dry, sweat running down my ass crack.
