“Edge?”
“Yes, baby?”
“Do we have to leave?”
“I’m afraid so.”
“Right this minute?”
He cupped my cheek after draping a warm towel around my shoulders. “We won’t be gone too long.”
“But…”
He winked. “Just say it, Rebel.”
“I was…I am…”
“Go on.”
“So close.”
“I see. And you thought I wasn’t aware of your current…predicament.”
“Well…”
He brought his lips to mine in a chaste kiss. “Don’t worry. I’ll take care of you, Rebel. Later.” He dried me off with the towel, and when he knelt in front of me, I practically thrust myself against his mouth. He looked up into my eyes. “Oh, and Rebel?”
“Yes?” I whined.
“No more orgasms unless it’s by my mouth.” He kissed the soft spot on the crease of my thigh. “Or my hands. Or my cock. Do you understand?”
I nodded, although I didn’t understand. Was he saying I couldn’t take my own edge off? I smiled, unable to stop myself from making the connection between his name and the torture he was putting me through.
After he’d rubbed me dry, he helped me get dressed, trailing his fingers over the most sensitive parts of my body and playing it off as an accident each time.
He led me over to the bench at the end of the bed and proceeded to dry off and dress right in front of me, not even trying to hide his erection.
I looked directly at his cock. “You know, I could help you with that.”
“I appreciate the offer, little Rebel, but if you have to wait, so do I.”
“That’s the thing. Neither of us has to wait, Edge.”
“But that’s what we’re going to do.”
“Why?”
He held out his hand, I stood, and he pulled me against him. “Because later, when I finish what I’ve started, the orgasms you’ll have will be the best of your life.”
Every bump in the road the truck hit registered directly between my legs. In fact, I thought maybe he was maneuvering it in order to drive over as many as possible.
Finally, he pulled into a driveway and cut the engine. The house in front of us was the quintessential farmhouse. It was a two-story with white clapboard and black shutters, and I instantly fell in love with it.
The place Edge lived in was spectacular, but this looked so much like my grandparents’ house, it almost brought me to tears.
Edge reached over to hold my hand. “Everything okay?”
“I love this house.”