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Her own hands werehiers andto her and how brilliant a creation his body was She couldn’t even remember what it felt like to touch Ricki, but she would ree’s body until she died Which felt like it would happen very soon because what he was doing to her was unbearableunbearably unbearable, but beautiful

He was right—it was beautiful She was beautiful And co apart This could not be safe At the peak of the wave she tried to fight her way back to safety, her legs trying to close, her nails sinking into his back But it was too late, she heard his voice against her ear, his breath warm like the desert wind

‘I know, Sao, sweetheart, let it happen Trust me’

So she let it happen, let go of the cliff face, but she didn’t fall—she floated, a great as raising her and all she had to do was She cried out and lost her hold and fell apart into sweet, honeyed pleasure

‘Edgeoh, no’

She felt his laugh against her throat as she floated down from bliss, but also the muscles of his back quiver under her hands She didn’t want him to be tense when she felt so very, very blissful so she stroked his back to the rhyth up his tension—the bunching of les of his shoulder blades that shifted as she traced the of his spine and then the rise of his buttocks

She wanted to see hiy to open her eyes

She wanted to feel hi heat with its memory of pleasure

That thought woke her a little She’d never liked it when Ricki pushed inside her, but now she wanted all the tension knotting Edge’s back and legs connected to her, she wanted to feel his release against her just as he’d felt hers

Why wasn’t he doing anything?

She woke further, opened her eyes and met his They weren’t blank now The ocean was in full storrooves beside his ranite of his cheekbones

‘Why did you stop?’ Her voice was fuzzy and his head dipped a little

‘I don’t wantto hurry you’ His voice wasn’t fuzzy, it was choked ‘You’re tired It has been a longweek There is no reason to hurry’