Page 45 of Edge of Midnight


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She shook with laughter. It was the ultimate moment of no return. And she had to get herself under control, or the choice would be taken out of her hands. In the worst possible way.

“Livvy?”Rap, rap.Her mother’s voice rose in pitch.

She tried to coordinate her trembling vocal cords. “Ah, no, Mother, I’m fine,” she called. “Sorry, I didn’t hear you. I was moving my suitcase, and I knocked over a lamp. Sorry I scared you. Good night.”

“I heard you talking to someone,” her mother said suspiciously.

“Yes. I was, ah, talking to Alison on my cell phone.”

“Ah. Can I come in? I want to talk.”

Liv’s fingernails dug into Sean’s shoulders. “Um…I’m indecent, Mother. I was about to step into the shower. Can it wait?”

Her mother made an irritated noise. “Oh, I suppose. Set your clock for five AM. We’re interviewing bodyguards tomorrow. Sleep well.”

“OK,” she said. “You, too.”

Her footsteps receded. Liv’s eyes were shut tight. Her teeth almost chattered. Sean’s lips teased her mouth open, touched the tip of his tongue to hers. Her hands skittered over his chest, feeling every dip and curve, the coarse rasp of hair, his nipples. The air felt heavy against her skin. She felt his heartbeat pulsing in the glow between her legs.

“Thank God,” he whispered. “Your waffling was driving me nuts.”

Her eyes popped open. “I was not waffling!”

“No?” Sean’s voice was a challenging whisper. “First I finger fuck you, then you lick my cock like a lollipop, then you sob in my arms, then I suck on your clit, then you tell me to fuck off and leave. Good thing we’re on the ground with my cock inside you. I was getting dizzy.”

She dragged in a sharp breath as he penetrated deeper. “I can’t believe you can be a smartass at a time like this. Oh. My. God.”

“Am I hurting you?” He went still, his body vibrating.

“Duh,” she muttered. “You’re enormous. It’s so typical. Like everything else, that would have to be ridiculous, too.”

His chest jerked with a burst of muffled laughter. “I don’t think anybody’s ever called my cock ridiculous before. He doesn’t mind, though. Not while he’s finally squeezing into that tight, juicy pink flower of a pussy after years of dreaming about it. Can I give you more?”

She nodded. He was sliding more easily now, oiled by her own body’s writhing eagerness. His weight shifted.Click,and she felt the pressure of light against her eyelids. “Open your eyes,” he said.

She did. The pink silk lamp lying on the floor cast a rosy pool of light. She stared down, mesmerized. His thick, gleaming phallus slowly disappeared into her body. He arched over her, his sex-dampened pubic hair grinding against the darker thatch between her spread thighs. He was lodged so deep, rocking, swiveling. His eyes glittered.

She shut her eyes against their piercing intensity.

He cupped her head, his hands tightening in her hair. “I want you to see my cock going into you. I want you to remember every detail.”

She pulled against his hand, swatted his chest. “Let go of my hair. I don’t go for the grunting caveman act. Cut it out.”

“Oh, yeah,” he muttered. “Scold me while I fuck you. Put me in my place. I love that. Can’t get enough of it.”

She wound her fingers into the hair on his chest, and yanked it.

He sucked in a breath.“Fuck.”He pinned her hands to the pillow on either side of her head. “Goddamn, princess. That was dirt mean.”

She stared into his eyes. “You started it,” she said. “You deserved it. Provoking me on purpose. You arrogant bully.”

They stared at each other, panting. Afraid of the wild energy, the momentum of desire. Each challenging the other. Unable to back down.

Liv hooked her ankles around his and pressed against him. Clenching around that solid club of his flesh embedded deep inside her.

He let go of her hands and gathered her up beneath him, slamming into her body. Her breasts jiggled with each jarring thrust. She strained beneath him, arching, jerking to meet every frenzied lunge with one of her own. It was amazing. It hurt, and she didn’t care. She incited him, demanded more, with teeth and nails and gasping cries.

At some point they were on their sides, then on Sean’s back with her on top, then he rolled her back beneath him. The position didn’t matter. Nothing could break that wild rhythm, or slow the hard, slapping blows of flesh against flesh. The pink carpet worked its way across the floor beneath their grappling bodies. They clutched each other. A shock wave of pleasure teased, beckoned…and hit.

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