Page 67 of At the Edge with You

“Princess, you have me. Always.”

I capture her mouth again, kissing her long and hard until she reaches between us to grab the button of my jeans. I pushmyself up some as she unbuttons my pants, and then, together, we shove them down. I stand, kicking them off, as she quickly removes her panties. When she grins up at me, such beautiful eagerness in her eyes, I know my heart is hers. I pull off my shirt as she pushes my boxer briefs down, my cock springing up between us. I watch as she checks me out enthusiastically, leaving me speechless at how beautiful she is.

“You’re stunning, Fable.”

Her eyes move to mine, a little tip to her lips. “So are you.” She licks her lips as she reaches out, running her fingers up the underside of my cock. “And big. We might have a hard time making that thing fit.”

I grin at her. “What did I tell you?” She arches a brow in confusion, and I cup her jaw. “I said your mouth was made for me, didn’t I?” She nods ever so sweetly. “Just like your whole body is,” I tell her, pressing my thumb into her hot mouth as I stroke myself slowly. “I’ll fit because your pussy is made for my cock.”

Her breath catches, and I take joy in the fact that she squeezes her thighs together. I push them apart, falling between them before hooking one leg over my hip. I fit so well between her thighs, and I love how they feel against my hips. All thick and warm. I grip my cock, moving it through her wet pussy, along each piercing. She feels amazing, and the way she is looking at me has me ready to come all over her sweet pussy. I hold her gaze as I tap my cock against her clit, making her cry out and jerk against my cock. “You drive me insane, Fable.”

Her eyes are dark, hooded, as she nods. “I want you inside me.”

A wicked smirk moves over my lips as I drag my cock down her center to her entrance. I pause when I realize I don’t have a condom on. Fuck, I was about to go bareback in this girl withouteven a second thought. I’m not kidding when I say she drives me nuts. Through gritted teeth, I ask, “Condom?”

She sends me a shy look. “I have an IUD.”

I’m trembling. “I’m clean.”

“So am I.”

“Thank fuck,” I say before I line myself back up and press the tip into her hot entrance. Our eyes meet, and once more, I see tears there. “Princess, are you okay?”

She nods quickly. “It feels good, and you’re not even in.”

A very pleased grin comes over my lips as I push another inch into her. Her eyes fall closed as her mouth opens. Her pussy is tight, squeezing me, as her piercing rubs along the underside of my shaft, making me breathless. I lean in, covering her mouth with mine as I push fully into her, our groans of satisfaction ringing through the room. I’m settled so deeply inside her, but I want more. Her pussy contracts around my cock in the most perfect way, and I have to stay still to keep from blowing my load. “Fuck, Fable.”

“Jett,” she whines. “I’m so full.”

“You’re so fucking tight. So fucking perfect. I’m obsessed with this pussy,” I tell her as I withdraw slowly before pushing back into her hard. She cries out, her breasts jerking with the force of my thrust. “I’m obsessed with you, my princess.”

Her eyes widen as she reaches up, curling her fingers around my neck, her other hand holding on to my side as I thrust into her with wild abandon. She meets me thrust for thrust, tipping those thick hips up and making me lose my fucking mind. When her pussy starts to flutter around my cock, I know she’s almost there. “You going to come for me again, princess?”

“Please. I’m so close.”

“Fuck,” I mutter as I sit back, dragging her down the couch to where her ass meets my thighs. I thrust deeper into her heat as I hold her leg in the crook of my elbow while my hand movesbetween our bodies. Her wetness is everywhere, and it’s so fucking sexy knowing I did this to her. I rub my thumb along her taut nub, and she explodes only seconds later, before bringing me over the edge with her. I fill her with my come, rope after rope of pleasure that’s so damn strong, I almost black out.

I jerk into her, my head tipped back as I fight for breath while her pussy strangles me. When I still, I look down at her. Her whole body is trembling, her face bright red, just like her chest and neck.

Fucking gorgeous.

I lean down, taking her mouth in a deep, greedy kiss that has her fingers digging into my skin as I throb deep inside her. I press my forehead to hers, then my lips to her nose as I breathe her in. “You were made for me, Fable. Fucking made for me.”

She’s still gasping for breath, but she whispers, “I can’t believe that just happened.”

I can only nod because if I admit that this is the best sex of my life, I’ll end up begging her to never leave me. As much as I want to do just that, I know I have to pace myself. I settle beside her, gliding my nose along hers. She snuggles into me, and I gather her close before she presses her lips to the underside of my jaw. Her lips move along my cheek as she whispers, “You make me feel so alive, Jett.”

My eyes drift closed, and I squeeze her tight to me, our hearts beating together in a crazy tempo. I couldn’t agree more.

I didn’t start living until she came running up that damn hill the day of her grandpa’s funeral.

CHAPTER

TWENTY-SEVEN

Fable

I feel like an exposed live wire.

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