Page 21 of The Edge of Falling

I looked down at her and shook my head. "Of course not." She beamed at me sleepily and yawned slightly.

"Thanks, Oliver. You're the best." She yawned again. "Oh no, I hope I'm not falling asleep."

"Are you tired, Rosalie? I can go to bed if you’re falling asleep."

"I'm not tired." She yawned as her eyes gazed up at me, her lips begging to be kissed. "I'm watching the—”

I couldn’t stop myself from leaning down and pressing my lips against hers. Her eyes widened as she kissed me back, and I shifted her body so she was now facing me. My hand ran down her thigh, and she shivered slightly at my touch. I grabbed her face and kissed her passionately, my tongue slipping into her mouth. She reached up and touched the side of my face softly before her fingers made their way into my hair. My right hand slipped up her T-shirt, and my fingers lightly pressed against her nipple. She gasped as she shifted against me, and I moved back into the cushions. I lifted her slightly so she was on my lap, and she moved her hips so that her sweet spot pressed against my hardness. I groaned against her lips as she gyrated on my lap, and she pulled back slightly and grinned.

“Is that a baton, or are you just happy to see me?” she asked with a teasing, seductive glance, and I pulled her back toward me so I could kiss her again. My hands ran up and down her bare back, and I was about to pull her top off when she reached down and rubbed my cock through my shorts. I grunted and closed my eyes at her touch. Fuck, this was going too fast. I knew if we kept it up, I would have her on her back in my bed within minutes. And as much as I wanted to be inside her, I knew I couldn’t do it. No matter how badly we both wanted it. Grabbing her hips, I shifted her off my lap and kissed her firmly one more time before pulling away.

“We should watch the movie,” My voice sounded low as I tried to ignore the blood rushing through me.

“Okay.” She nodded, looking slightly dazed as she rubbed her lips. “I’m not sure what just happened,” she said, glancing at me. And all I could do was stare back at her because I had no clue what had happened either.It had felt nice. It had felt right. And as I sat there gazing at her legs and feeling the warmth of her body against mine, I knew that the last thing I needed was to feel attracted to Rosalie because I didn't want her brother to kill me. And if I slept with her, I would definitely find myself in an early grave.

Chapter7

Rosalie

My body was tingling as I opened my eyes. I sat up slowly and looked around the apartment to see if Oliver was in the kitchen. My brain was buzzing from the night before. I couldn’t believe that Oliver had kissed me, and I couldn’t believe that I’d responded, but when I’d felt his soft lips pressing against mine, I hadn’t been able to resist. I reached down and grabbed my phone and quickly called Alice. There was no way that I could start the day without telling her what happened and trying to figure out what it meant.

Rosalie: Are you up?? Wake up?

Alice: What’s going on?

Rosalie: You will not believe what happened to me last night?

Alice: OMG, what? Call me!

Rosalie: I can’t call you right now!

Alice: Why not? Is your phone broken?

Rosalie: The walls have ears...

Alice: What?

Rosalie: Oliver is still at home. I can hear him in the shower.

Alice: Okay and?

Rosalie: We KISSED last night!

Alice: WHAT??? NO WAY!! Oops, sorry for caps.

Rosalie: No worries. :)

Alice: So you and Oliver kissed. How was it?

Rosalie: Amazing. His lips, his hands...ugh...I nearly came...

Alice: Haha, oh Rosalie.

Rosalie: Sorry for TMI, but it felt amazing. His fingers were under my shirt, playing with my breasts, and I felt like my entire body was on fire.

Alice: Shit, hot!

Rosalie: I just don’t know what it means.

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