Shattered Edge (4 page)

“Do you feel better?” she asked shyly.

“Much, but I wish it had been with you. I was lonely in there.”

I felt her body shaking with laughter.

“Sorry Justin but maybe soon.”

“Baby I hope so. Goodnight.”

CHAPTER FOUR

Terri

When I woke up, I saw his face, but it wasn’t a dream this time. Mr. Ralph Lauren Polo man was lying next to me and smiling. This time I didn’t have to stop myself from reaching over and brushing his longish hair back from his face. He looked extremely sexy and I could feel that heat building in my belly. I was naked and didn’t quite know how to handle it. Nature was calling me so I was going to have to do something...and fast. Should I take the sheet or just brave it and go?

Mother of God what to do?

“I would just go sweetheart. I don’t think there is proper etiquette for this.”

“How did you know?” I huffed.

“That look of utter discomfort on your face. Go. I’ll turn the other way. On second thought, scratch that. I’m not that strong of a man.”

Laughter bubbled out of me and that made the urge to pee even worse. I bolted out of the bed, but then I stumbled because all the standing from the day before had made my leg really sore.

“Oh hell,” I exclaimed as I tried to stop myself from falling. Too late and I was a heap of butt ass nakedness, lying on the carpet. He was there, picking me up before I could even think about what just happened. Lines creased his forehead and his lips had thinned into tight streaks.

“Justin, stop moving for a minute and look at me please.”

He did as I asked.

“I’m not used to standing, particularly in heels, and my leg is sore. That’s all. I forgot about it and when I went to stand, it took me by surprise. You have to stop overreacting to things like this.”

The lines on his face smoothed a bit, but his voice trembled slightly as he said, “My heart hit the deck when you fell. It’s something that I’m gonna have to work on.”

“Okay, we can do that. But can you put me down now ‘cause I really gotta pee.”

“I can do better than that. I can give you a ride to the bathroom.” He grinned and I would’ve laughed if my bladder wasn’t about to burst. He set me on my feet and just stood there looking at me. My face heated up and then the rest of my body followed as my heart did a couple of loop-t-loops.
Crap!

“You have to leave.”

“Huh?”

“I’m not going to pee with you in the room.”

“Oh. Sorry. I was a little mesmerized.” He was staring at my body.

I glanced down and noticed my darn nipples were saluting him. I dropped my head and put my hands over my face. “Are you gone yet ‘cause I’m dying of embarrassment here?”

I heard the door shut and his voice came from the other side.

“Terri, you don’t have a thing in the world to be embarrassed about.”

Well, didn’t that just make a girl all smiley faced? I took care of my needs and when I was finished, I did a quick face inspection. What the hell was I going to do about my eyes? Now they looked like small furry animals had taken up residence and rooted in there overnight. The lashes were hard and lumpy and felt like they were going to crack right off. After I brushed my teeth, I washed my face again, but it did nothing to get that crud off my eyes.

He was lying on the bed staring with half closed lids at the door when I opened it. He was on his side and he had his index finger clamped between his teeth as he watched me. My body melted and turned into a puddle on the floor. Don’t ask me why, but I never bothered to put on a robe. Maybe I got distracted by the eyelash thing, or maybe I just wanted to be naked, but I walked back out and then I felt my body flushing from the top of my head to the tips of my toes. He slowly stood up and sauntered right up to me.

“I’ll be right back,” he whispered as he ran his finger across my shoulder.

I was paralyzed with desire. I wanted that man...now. I knew if I dared to touch myself, my fingers would come away dripping wet.

That’s how he found me a few minutes later, when he finished in the bathroom...standing there, unmoving. I felt his arms come around me from behind, pressing against my stomach and his cheek touching mine. I could smell the minty scent of the toothpaste as he kissed my cheek.

I leaned into him and said, “Now I’m sure.”

“About what?”

“You and I...making love. Now. This minute.” I was probably making the biggest mistake of my life, but at that moment, I didn’t care about anything except for Justin Middleton and his yummy body.

I turned to faced him and never got the chance to look at him before his mouth was on mine and my toes were clenching the carpet. His tongue played with mine, teasing it, darting in and out until I caught it and sucked on it hard. I pulled his lower lip into my mouth and gently bit on it as I ran my tongue across it. He groaned as I put my hands on his ass and pulled him tightly to me. He was hard...really hard as I felt him against my stomach, so I reached between us to put my hand on him.

“No,” he said gruffly. “I want this to be long and slow. If you touch me now, it won’t be.” His arms moved down below my ass and he lifted me up and walked me backwards to the bed. He pushed me down gently on my back and sat between my legs, just staring. Then he started touching me sending currents of heat racing through my body.
 
He began at my toes, then worked his way to my feet and then my calves.  He passed by my thighs and at first I thought it was because of my leg. Later I would find out I was mistaken. He moved to my stomach and started to suck on places I hadn’t imagined could turn me on so much. First he tongued my belly button, then his mouth moved to my hip bones, then each of my ribs. By the time he made it up to my breasts, I was fisting the sheets and gasping with pleasure.

“Terri, tell me what turns you on. Tell me what you like.”

Suddenly I lost my outgoing personality and found I was so shy I couldn’t speak. Or maybe my desire had thickened my throat so much my voice had disappeared. Either way, I didn’t answer.

“Don’t worry, I’ll figure it out on my own then,” he breathed.

He loosened one of my hands from the sheet and took each of my fingers and kissed them. When he got to my thumb, he took it into his mouth and sucked on it hard and when he was pulling it out of his mouth, he scraped his teeth against the soft pad at the end. I never knew a thumb sucking could be so erotic. Then his thumb slid across my lower lip and I put my lips around it and started a return suck on him. He moaned and said, “That thumb is going to be sliding in and out of you Terri. And not in your mouth.” I sucked in my breath and almost came then.

Before I could give it another thought, his head hovered over my breast for a brief second and then he flicked my nipple with his tongue. I moaned...loudly. Then he sucked on it hard and I felt a jolt shoot straight through me and right down to my core. He must not have wanted my other nipple to feel deprived, so he repeated that same licking and sucking action on it. I raised myself to my elbows to watch. My movements must’ve distracted him because he was all about my mouth again, teasing my tongue with his. I slid my fingers in his hair and worried about how I’d ever let him go.

There was one thing I wanted right now. “I want my mouth on you Justin.”

“Not yet babe. This is all about you right now.”

He kissed me like I’d never been kissed before. Nothing remained in my mind except for thoughts of him. Heat sped through my veins, my breath came through my lips and mingled with his, and he whispered how I turned him on directly against my mouth. I was almost coming by this time, and he hadn’t even touched me
there
yet.

My hands trekked over the taut muscles of his abs and pecs. All I wanted to do was to lick and suck on this man. He was tight and perfectly formed. His sculpted abs were framed by that oh so perfect V and right in the center was that dark and soft happy trail that led down to where I wanted my mouth to venture. I brushed the back of my knuckles across it. I was drooling at the chance to go there with my tongue, but he wouldn’t let me yet. He was the one doing the licking and sucking and I was nearly bouncing off the bed from it.

He moved back to my legs and positioned himself between them. Spreading them wide, he looked at me to ask if it was okay. I gave him a nod and his mouth dipped down to the insides of first one thigh and then the next, really sucking hard and then licking and blowing cool air across them. I was about to scream and climax, and the man had yet to touch me where it counted.

My breathing was heavy and I clamped my lower lip between my teeth. For sure I would have bite marks on it. He continued to torture me and I was so close...oh so close. He touched me then and I tumbled straight into orgasmia. One tiny touch. No rubbing, no circling, no sucking, no licking. Nothing. One. Freakin’
. Touch.

“Jesus Terri, you’re so hot and wet. You’re close to dripping, babe.”

I was also moaning my ass off but he didn’t bother to mention that.

“Oh God, Justin,” I cried.

Then he slid his thumb inside of me and spread me apart with his fingers. His tongue followed. Now came the licking and sucking. He moved his tongue back and forth, sideways, around and across. I was soon climaxing again, pulsating around his thumb as he slid it in and out and continued to lick and suck me.

I was swollen with need for him. “Now Justin. I need you inside of me now.”

I had to feel him there...deep within that place. He moved over me and I felt him sliding inside of me. I felt so full of him. He grabbed my hands and held them above my head in one of his as he leaned on his other elbow. His eyes were locked on mine as he moved within me. Then he released my hands and brought his hand beneath me to grab my ass. The rhythm could not have been better. Things were suddenly building as I looked at him and said, “Come with me this time Justin.” My hands brushed across his chest, landing on the tips of his hardened peaks. He made the sexiest sound in the back of his throat.

His hair fell across his forehead as he leaned into a kiss. Our tongues tangled up for a minute and then we were both lost in our climaxes.

When things began to settle down, when we both could talk again, he just looked at me, let out a long slow breath and smiled. He blinked a few times, shook his head and said, “Babe, that was the best sex ever.”

“Yeah, I know right?” That was really an understatement. I’d had three orgasms.
That
had
never
happened to me before.

He must’ve read my mind because suddenly he had this shit eating grin on his face. “So you came, what, three times?” His lids were half closed and he looked sexy and hot as all hell.

“Don’t tell me you couldn’t tell.”

“Oh I could tell all right. You were stunning Terri.”

“Yeah, well so were you.”

“I gotta ask you though, what’s up with your eyelashes? Is that stuff ever gonna come off?”

I picked up the pillow and smacked him with it.

********

We both must’ve dozed because I woke up to something soft tickling my ear. I opened my eyes to see Justin’s face next to mine and he was wearing a huge smile.

“Hey.”

“Hey to you.”

He took his finger, hooked my hair on it and tucked it behind my ear. Then his tongue was on my neck. He hadn’t kissed my neck earlier, but he was making up for it now.  His tongue was painting swirls from my ear to my shoulder and hovering over my pulse point, causing my breath to catch in my throat. Everything in the world was edged out of my mind except for one thing...Justin. My body had rapidly turned into a raging furnace as I felt my craving for him unfold. Every nerve ending tingled in response and the ache between my legs had built into something nearly unbearable.

My lips were parted as I lay there panting, wanting him inside of me.

“My God Terri, you are so ready for me,” he said as he touched me between my legs.

“I need you Justin. Now. Please.”

“Roll on your side and face me babe.”

I did as he asked.

“Lift up your leg.” I looked down and those series of horrid scars glared at me. I tried to cover them with my arm, but they were too massive.

Again, he read my thoughts, brushing my arm to the side. “Don’t. They may not be beautiful to you, but to me they mean something miraculous.”

I stared into his eyes and wanted to crawl into them. Didn’t that sound like the most perfect thing ever?

He touched his thumb to my lips and then put my leg across his hips and entered me. I felt his fullness as he started sliding in and out. He would tease me, pulling almost all the way out, swiveling his hips a bit and then he’d stop for a second. When I thought he wasn’t going to move again, he would slam himself back inside of me and I thought I would scream every single time. His hand cupped my thigh and we moved like that...back and forth...until he had me calling his name. As we lay together in the aftermath, he rolled me on my back and just kept walking his fingers all over my body. Not long after that, those very fingers were inside of me, making me climax all over again. Then his head was on my stomach and he was kissing me there, while my fingers were twisted up in his hair. 

“I think I quite enjoy waking up next to you,” he said, chuckling.