Caught Up In You 4: The Point of No Return (Edgeplay) (12 page)

 “Why’d you stop?” He rasps.

 “I want you to make me.”

 “What?” He blinks, clearly stunned, his muscles tight, tendons standing out. He’s a man on the brink and I’m sorry if he ends up with blue balls, but things have got to change if we’re to have a fighting chance.

 Licking my lips I say, “Use me to finish yourself. Use my body any way you want. You can fuck my face, my pussy, my ass. Whatever you want. But you have to make me.”

 “Baily…” His hands tremble in my hair.

 I squirm, the lips of my sex sliding in the spill of need from my aching channel. The hair pulling, the taste of him on my tongue has got me poised to. “Don’t you want me?”

 “Of course.” It’s automatic, a reflex.

 “Then take me.”

 Maybe it’s wrong to do this to him when he’s so far gone. Too much to ask of him. I’m about to cave and just finish him on my own when he releases me hair. Lunging, he vaults onto the bed behind me. A tearing sound and my panties are gone, shredded. Shoving my thighs wide thick fingers explore my slit, hard, demanding. Unyielding. Exactly as I wanted.

 “So wet and ready.” His words are full of awe and male pride.

 “Yes,” I hiss when two of them shove inside my throbbing tunnel. His strokes are sure and steady, but over far too soon. A hand between my shoulder blades guides me down onto the mattress with my ass in the air. He stands over me, his sex poised at my opening. One forearm wraps around my waist, holding me in place.

 “I love you, Connor,” I say, an instant before he slams home. Black dots float before my eyes as he fucks me hard and deep, exactly how I crave him. He’s rough, pistoning his hips into my backside, the thick ridge of his sex invading my blood engorged tissues, making room for himself, forcing his way inside my body with the same relentless siege he used on my heart.

 His thumb dips down and presses into my clit and I go off, like a million fireworks exploding at once, a blinding cacophony of light and sensation. He’s right there with me, roaring like a primal beast set free of his cage. Magic, bliss, perfection as our bodies unite.

 Exhausted we collapse onto the bed.

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 We spend the entire plane trip, up until the decent to LaGuardia alternately napping and making love. For a while I was worried I’d flipped the switch, brought Dom Connor forth again. And for once I don’t want him to interrupt. But that isn’t what happened at all. He’s too full of questions in between, still apprehensive but trusting his instincts finally.

 “You like me to be rough with you?” He asks as he draws patterns on my bare back.

 “I like you any way I can get you.” I say. Then turning onto my side I say, “What really turns me on is your confidence, your surety. I trust you completely and it kills me when you don’t trust yourself. Like you’re telling me those feelings of mine are a mistake.”

 “So you’ll marry me now?” One eyebrow goes up.

 I show him the ring. “It’s a done deal.”

 He slips inside me then, hard but gentle as he rocks me to ecstasy. “Good, we’ll get the license on the way home.”

 And that’s all we say for a while.

 True to his word, Connor has the chauffer drive us to the city clerk’s office and we fill out the paperwork for our marriage license on the way home.

 “It’s only good for sixty days,” I say, overwhelmed at the idea of planning a wedding in less than two months.

 Connor nuzzles my neck. “We’ll get it done. Pick a date and I’ll make it happen.”

 He will, I know he will. With a contented sigh, I rest against him.

 Justin is waiting for us on the steps of the Rosemont. “Mr. Edge, Ms. Sinclair.”

 “Any updates?”

 He shakes his head. “No DNA on the object other that the two of yours.”

 By object he means the damn butt plug. They sent it for DNA analysis for cripes sake. I turn bright red when I think about the things he knows about my sex life.

 Connor laughs softly. “Don’t worry Baily, Justin’s a hell of a kinky fucker. He’s seen it all.”

 “Yes, Ma’am.” The security specialist grins. “And then some.”

 “So not the point,” I hiss. From now on, I’m not accepting any gift that isn’t hand delivered.

 “What’s the status on Mr. Sinclair?” Connor asks.

 “Being prepared to move as we speak.”

 “I should go help him transition.”

 Connor’s face falls. How can he be disappointed when I lost count of our mile high adventures. “I’d go with you, but we need to consult on the staff interviews.”

 “It’s fine. I’ll see you for dinner.”

 He nods, then pulls me into his arms and kisses me half stupid. “Love you, Red.” He murmurs.

 Another four man security team escorts me to Golden Oaks. My smile vanishes when I see Pops is in a state, agitated, probably due to the transition.

 “Pops, sit down. Tell me what’s the matter?”

 “I can’t go back there.” He shakes his head. “They’ll find out, Rose. They’ll find out what I did.”

 “Ssshhh. It’s okay.” I try to hug him but he shoves me away. “Everything’s going to be fine, Pops. You’re coming home, to the Rosemont.”

 “No!” He’s emphatic this time. “I can never go back there, not after what I done.”

 One of the nurse’s aides is standing in the door. “Call Dr. Fletcher,” I say. Maybe he can prescribe something to help ease Pops’s anxiety.

 The woman scurries off and I turn my attention back to my grandfather. “Pops, listen to me. It’s okay. Everything’s going to be fine.”

 His eyes lock on mine, sharper than I’ve seen them in recent memory, full of fear and pity. “I did something terrible, Rose. May God forgive me.”

 I have no idea what demons are tormenting him but maybe if he tells me about it I can help him. “What’s so awful?”

 “We needed the money. You were so sick and we had so many bills. The Rothchilds wouldn’t help, no one would help. Oh my love, forgive me for what I did to that boy. What I caused to happen to him.”

 I chill goes through me. “Who. Pops? Who are you talking about?”

 But I know, even before the name croaks out I know exactly what he’s going to say, I see the sword seconds before it pierces my heart.

 “Connor. His name is Connor Edge.”

~Concluded in Part 5

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