“Tonight or at all?”
“At all.”
I bit my bottom lip, trying my hardest not to cry. I wasn’t a six-year-old; I was a grown woman. I shouldn’t be crying over a Christmas tree.
“I’m not sure I can do this.”
“This?”
“You. Me. Friends. I know it makes me a wanker. Maybe after some time passes, but…”
“Say it, Edge.”
He shook his head. “I sound like a sprog.”
I cocked my head.
“Loose translation: baby.”
I laughed. “I’m fighting tears over the disappointment of not getting a Christmas tree. Who’s the sprog?”
He laughed too, and I loved the sound of it.
“I’m not sure I can do it either. You know…you, me, friends.”
The smile left his face, and he nodded. “I understand. Completely.”
“I mean, what’s it been? Two days? I’m already failing miserably.”
This time, he cocked his head.
I waved my hand in the direction of the dining hall. “If not for the room full of ranch hands, I’d kiss you…long and deep and hard.”
“Bugger me,” he muttered and then picked me up like he had so many times before, and carried me out the front door. He set me on my feet, grasped the back of my neck, and brought his lips to mine.
His kiss was soft at first and then probing. He moved his hand from my neck to the back of my head and held me in place as he devoured my mouth. He kissed me so hard it hurt, but I wanted more.
Edge backed me up against the building and lifted me so his hands were on my bottom and my legs were around his waist. He rested his forehead against mine, and I could feel his hardness grow as he pressed against me.
“It has been so bloody hard to keep my hands off of you.” His fingers dug into my ass cheeks. “I can’t be with you and not touch you, Rebel. I know that makes me weak, but I can’t do it.”
“I can’t do it either.” I kissed him again, pushing him like he’d done to me. “Take me home, Edge.”
38
Edge
I couldn’t get Rebel there quickly enough. Grinder had ridden to the hall with me, but when he came out and saw my car gone, he’d figure out what happened.
I held the passenger door open, and before she got in, Rebel leaned forward and thrust her tongue in my mouth. At the same time, she grabbed the crotch of my trousers.
“Earlier, when we were in Austin, this is what I wanted to do. I came so close.” She massaged my cock with the palm of her hand. I pulled away, and she eased herself onto the seat.
“When I get in, I want to see your tits, Rebel.” I closed the door and stalked around to the driver’s side. I got in and started the car without taking my eyes off her as she unfastened the buttons on her blouse. “Speed it up.”
If she didn’t, I might’ve ripped it open. As she reached around to unfasten her bra, I pulled the cups down. I wanted those nipples in my mouth so badly I could taste them. I threw the car into reverse and sped off in the direction of my house.
“Play with them. Let me see you pinch them.”