Repent (The Disciples 3)

He says nothing, simply turns and closes the blackout curtains, snuffing out the Vegas sun.

I blink at him as he comes for me like a dark god or maybe a demon. He walks toward me, taking his shirt and pants off until he stands naked next to me.

His fingers, which are usually rough and demanding, are slow as they trace and rub up and down my side. This time, I tremble as he traces my nipple and lose myself to him. This time, I don’t fight.

He leans down on his knees and kisses my stomach, his hands holding me still.

“Edge,” I groan, looking down, my eyes adjusting to the dark room as I see his head and tongue circle my belly button.

The room crackles with our moans, but he remains silent and seems to linger on the ruffle of my panties, his tongue tracing it as his hands slip them down.

I step out of them and lean over to unzip my boots, but he lifts me up and we fall together on the bed. The pillow on the edge slides to the floor as he captures my mouth again. Our tongues find our rhythm. It’s almost as if I was born for him and vice versa.

He knows what I need. His hands trail down my sides as he lifts his head. Blinking, we stare at each other, the darkness heightening our desire. He lowers his head to suck on my nipple, and by suck, I mean it’s so hard that my core starts to pulse.

“Edge… talk to me.” I whimper as he kisses his way down to my pussy and I stop caring that he’s silent. I stop caring that we’re in the dark. I stop caring… as he licks and sucks on my clit so perfectly.

“Oh my God.” I arch into his mouth while his tongue licks and sucks harder on my clit. My juices leak out of me and I toss my head to the side and arch into his fucking mouth.

He grabs my hips tighter and eats me. My body is climbing, my heart is racing, and every single nerve is alive as he does one more suck and I fall over.

Pulse after pulse of exquisite pleasure rips through me. I dig my nails into his hard shoulders.

“Jesus,” I whimper as he leaves me. Rising above me he eases into my convulsing cunt.

“Holy shit.” I reach for his face, both my hands on each side of his face as his fucking long, hard cock fills me up. He’s slow, almost as if he’s savoring every single thrust. Our breaths merge as we seek each other’s mouths and I don’t need his words to know that he loves me.

This is love. Our bodies move in sync together. He laces our fingers bringing our hands to the top of the bed.

I spread my legs wider so that his thick cock can go deeper. Back and forth, he thrusts into me until my eyes roll back in my head.

My body is gone. It’s all his, and I’ll never be the same after this. He’s making love and I whimper with every thrust, every touch, and every breath he steals and then gives back.

My legs tighten as my core clenches. He closes his eyes. The sunlight from the bottom of the curtains gives me enough light to see him.

Pain and pleasure… that is us. It plays across his beautiful face.

I reach for his mouth and bite his bottom lip. At last, I mumble I love him and hear him grunt. I’m beyond caring because I’m orbiting into the white light of pleasure.

He holds me tight, whispering words of encouragement while I tremble and pulse on his cock.

The softness is gone. His nostrils flare as if our combined scent turns him on as much as I do.

It’s never been like this. He’s never made love to me this tenderly or filled with such love. I’m reeling, trying to catch up. His thrusts become deeper and our bodies slap together as his cock gets harder, thicker. He takes my mouth in a kiss that is almost indescribable. Latching on to his lips, I let him carry us away.

I don’t want him to stop.

Never. His body tightens and his breathing is rough, yet his eyes stay connected with mine, and then he lets go. His body jerks and I swear I hear him say he loves me. Maybe it was me because I’m soaring with him as he fills me up with his warm cum.

He rolls us over, my nails latched into his wrist as if that will keep him chained to my side.

My eyes close and exhaustion takes me under. I’m warm and safe. Edge rubs my back like a caress, lovingly.

My eyes fill with tears. “That was amazing,” I whisper, sniffing them back and burying my nose in his neck. I inhale cinnamon and smoke, my favorite smell in the world.