Page 242 of The Heart You Kept

“Yesssss,” he hisses. “Good girl. Just like that.” He pulls me by the hair out and then back onto him. My sex ripples in excitement at the sound of his moan.

Satisfying this man is a need in me that I can’t describe, a deep ache that I need to fulfill.

“Oh yeah,” he breathes. “Like that.” He pulls me back and then slides back in deep. “Swallow,” he whispers darkly, and I smile around him.

Fucking deviant.

I swallow around his cock and his lips go to a perfect O as his eyes flicker closed. “Fuck yeah.”

I fist him as I suck, hard and just the way he likes it.

On a normal man, this would be painful…. But not Edward. He likes to ride the pain, the harder and more brutal, the stronger his orgasm.

So fucking hot I can’t stand it.

I fist him harder and harder and his breath catches as his hands twist in my hair and he tips his head back and….

He snaps out of his trance, realizing that he’s about to blow without me. He pulls me off and up to my feet. “Up.” He pulls a velvet stool over to us. “Kneel on it.”

“What?”

“Do it,” he demands.

I kneel onto the stool.

“Lean over it.”

I swallow the lump in my throat, he scares me sometimes…how far is too far?

“It’s okay, I’ve got you.” He runs his hand down my spine in an act of tenderness. “It’s okay.”

I lean over and my behind is up in the air and I hear the cupboard open and I close my eyes as I wait for his next move.

He slowly unsnaps the crotch buttons and pulls the lingerie up and I stare at the tiles as I try to calm my breathing. I feel his tongue on my back entrance. He licks me, softly at first and then deeper, hungrier.

Oh…

I close my eyes as I try to deal with him…. With this.

Whenever he touches me here…it’s always so intimate, and knowing he’s the only man who’s ever done this only amps up our connection.

My breath quivers in anticipation and I hear a cap click open.

What’s he doing?

I feel something pour over my skin, dripping down my thighs, and his finger rubs it in.

Oil….

He pours more on and his fingers slowly rub it into my ass, around and around, and my eyes flutter closed.

And then in….

Fuck.

Softly at first and then deeper…. More urgent. He pours more oil onto me and my body begins to slurp as his fingers dive deep. He rides my ass and then I feel the bristles of his whiskers as his tongue slides through my sex.

This man….