Page 185 of Sky’s Edge

Before I could get a lock on it, or ask about it, he kissed me.

There was something different about that too.

Different.

Revealing.

Extraordinary.

I fell into his mood as naturally as the sun set to reveal night.

He leaned into me, and we tumbled to the bed, and once we got there, that was different too.

The way he touched me. The way his lips skimmed my skin. The way his nose inhaled my scent. The way his energy hummed, calling to mine.

This wasn’t angry sex. Or wrestling sex. Or end-of-night sex.

This wasn’t fucking.

This wasn’t connection.

This was something deeper.

More profound.

And I was entranced by it.

Eventually, he kissed his way down my chest, my belly. He spread my legs and shoved up my nightgown, then his mouth closed over my panties between my legs.

I’d never felt anything so exquisite.

I arched into him, and he tongued the silk, the tease so beautiful, I was whimpering for more and clenching his hair in my fists.

He moved away only far enough to tug my panties down my legs, then he went back in.

This wasn’t eating me. It wasn’t ravenous.

It was worshipful.

Loving.

The effect was remarkable. Soul changing.

He took me close then kissed his way back up, but he didn’t take my mouth.

He worked my neck as he cupped me warmly between my legs.

And he let me roll him.

I did much the same with the kissing down the chest and stomach thing.

But when I got to the waistband of his pajamas, I simply trailed my lips along it, then pulled it down to free his cock.

It sprang up proudly, slapping against his belly.

I sat up and moved astride him, taking his cock in hand, positioning it.

Tanyn sat up too, winding his arms around me.