Edge of Love

Edge of Love

Book Three of the Forever
and Always Series

E. L. Todd

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Copyright 2013 E.L. Todd

For my fans,

For loving my books, begging for more,
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and gratitude.

1

I pulled the blanket over my legs and
rested my hands in my lap. The temperature was always so cold on
planes, and it made me shiver. I glanced out the window and saw the
clouds in the sky. Even though the plane was soaring at an
immaculate speed, the floating white marshmallows remained
stagnant. Sean and I were flying to Connecticut for the weekend. I
still didn’t understand why.

I leaned my head against the seat and
looked at him. “Is this necessary?”

Sean looked up from the book he was
reading. “I want to tell them in person.” His eyes returned to the
novel.

“
Do they even know we’re
dating?”

He looked back at me. “Of course they
know, Scar. I told them as soon as we got together. Believe me,
they were thrilled. They love you.”

“
You’re still dropping a
bomb on them.”

Finally, he put the book down,
abandoning his attempt to read. He stared at me. “They’ll be happy,
Scar. I think my parents deserve to hear about my engagement in
person. I know my mother will be ecstatic.” His shirt hugged his
body tightly and I could see the muscles of his torso. They covered
his ribs and his stomach, making him appear chiseled. His arms were
large, almost the size of my legs, and I found myself staring at
him. I couldn’t believe we had been friends so long, but this
attraction didn’t stem until recently. It was odd. Sean was
gorgeous. How did I not notice it? Staring at the blue irises in
his face made me feel hot and bothered. The idea of staying with
his parents and sleeping down the hall from their bedroom wasn’t
appealing whatsoever.

“
Sean, I want to stay at a
hotel.”

His eyebrows furrowed in confusion.
Every time I came to visit Sean’s family, I always slept in one of
the guestrooms. I never asked to stay elsewhere. “Why?”

“
We are a couple now—it’s
weird.”

He shook his head. “My parents don’t
care, Scar. We can sleep in the same bed in my old room. There
won’t be a problem. You are my fiancé. Besides, they know we live
together.”

I rolled my eyes. Sean could be so
slow sometimes. “You don’t get it, Sean.” I pulled the blanket
further up my body, fighting the cold. “I want to have
sex.”

Sean’s face broke into a grin. “I know
you do.”

I rolled my eyes again.

“
Scar, you are such a
slut.”

“
You like me that
way.”

His grin widened. “Hell yeah I
do.”

“
I mean it, Sean. I don’t
want to stay there. The idea of having sex in their house makes me
really uncomfortable. You won’t be getting any from me.”

He rolled his eyes. “Okay,” he said
sarcastically. “Like you aren’t just going to rape me anyway then
ask me to fuck you as hard as I can.”

I glared at him. “You are so
conceited.”

“
Only for you.” His blue
eyes stared into mine. The look gave me shivers. “I know how much
you want me—all the time.”

He was completely right. I wanted to
have sex more often than he did, which was why this trip was
annoying me. I couldn’t imagine practicing sexual abstinence for
three nights in a row. “Sean, I mean it.”

He sighed. “You know how my mom is.
She’ll never let us stay anywhere else.”

I knew he was right. “Fine. Then we
aren’t having sex this weekend.”

He stared at me, and I felt unnerved
by the look. He leaned closer to me, and I could smell the scent of
his skin. It reminded me of the sweat that dripped from his chest
when we made love. I always licked it away because the sight turned
me on so much. His voice came out as a whisper. “I can have you
whenever I want, babe.”

I tore my gaze away and ignored him.
His supernatural ability to arouse me with just his words annoyed
me sometimes. I didn’t want him to realize how much power he had
over me so I acted indifferent to him. Besides, this was a long
flight. I didn’t want to be horny for the entire
journey.

Sean leaned closer to me and I felt
his arm brush against mine. He rested his hand on my thigh then
moved underneath the blanket. My heart accelerated in my chest when
I realized what he was doing. I knew I should stop him, but the
slut within me wouldn’t let me. His palm ran up my thigh then
slipped under my dress. His fingers started to rub my clit gently,
teasingly. I stared straight ahead and tried to control my
breathing. My heart was racing out of control. His ministrations
increased and I started to sweat. It felt so good and I couldn’t
hide the pleasure I was feeling. I started to breathe loudly. Quiet
moans started to escape my lips. I turned to Sean and buried my
face in his neck, trying to be quiet. I could hear the smile in his
voice.

“
Open your legs,” he
whispered.

Even though I was ashamed, I did as he
commanded. His fingers rubbed me harder and he slipped two fingers
inside me. I grabbed his forearm and gripped him tightly. I was so
aroused, so excited, that I didn’t care that people were around. I
continued to breathe into Sean’s neck while he pleased me the way I
liked. A part of me felt ashamed, but the other part of me couldn’t
care less.

It felt so good. “Sean.”

He rubbed me harder, and I felt the
orgasm build inside of me.

I grabbed his neck and moaned into his
ear, anticipating the explosion about to take place inside my body.
Suddenly, he pulled away then grabbed the book he was reading
earlier, picking up where he left off. He didn’t look at me while
he turned through the pages.

The loss of his fingers sent me into a
withdrawal. I still felt the sweat on my breasts and the arousal
between my legs. I knew what game Sean was playing. I wanted him to
lose, but I wanted to come more.

I grabbed the book and put it down.
Then, I leaned closer to him and pressed my lips against his ear.
“I want you to fuck me in the bathroom.”

His smile was wider than I’ve ever
seen it. “That’s what I thought.”

I pulled down my dress then rose from
my chair. I walked down the aisle of seats until I reached the
bathrooms. I grabbed the first one that was unlocked then walked
inside. I waited a few moments for Sean to join me. My body was in
a blaze of longing, and the desire was escalating the longer I
waited for him. I was angry at Sean for making me feel this way,
but at the same time, I loved him even more. I couldn’t resist
him.

The door opened and Sean walked
inside. As soon as he locked the door behind him, I grabbed his
face and kissed him hard on the mouth. I unzipped his jeans as fast
as I could and pulled them to the floor. I felt his hard dick in my
hand and listened to Sean moan quietly. He was panting for me,
wanting to fuck as much as I wanted to.

The bathroom was cramped, tiny, but we
didn’t need much room anyway. Sean turned me around and pushed me
against the sink. He stared at me in the mirror while he lifted up
my dress. Then, he grabbed my leg, removed my shoe, and rested my
foot on the sink. I was very flexible, and Sean loved that about
me. He continued to stare at me while he pressed his dick against
my entrance. Just the touch of his cock against my clit was enough
to make me crumble.

He grabbed my raised thigh then my
opposite hip, prepared to pound into me as hard as he
could.

I knew he was teasing me, building me
up until he actually penetrated me. He stared at me in the mirror,
waiting for me to beg him. He wanted to prove his point. That he
could fuck me any time, any place.

I met his gaze. “Fuck me.”

He smiled then inserted himself inside
me. The feel of him moving within me, stretching me, made me gasp
involuntarily. He leaned his lips to my ear and hushed me. He
thrust himself hard and fast inside me. I gripped the rim of the
sink as he slammed into me, over and over. I bit my lip as I tried
to keep quiet. It felt so good that I didn’t want it to end. I felt
the orgasm start to take over my body. Sean, who knew my body
better than I did, pressed his lips against my ear.

“
Enjoy.” He rubbed my clit
as I rode the wave of my orgasm, gripping his neck while he
continued to fuck me like a dog in heat.

“
Sean.”

“
Yeah, baby.”

“
Sean.” I gripped him
tighter as the euphoria spread through my body, long
overdue.

“
You are such a slut and I
love fucking you like a dirty whore.”

I moaned as I finished my orgasm. My
body still felt tender as he moved inside me.

“
Now it’s my turn.” He
pounded into me harder than ever before. I watched his face as he
met his pleasure. He leaned his head back as he gasped, his lips
slightly open. He closed his eyes and moaned, coming inside me. He
grabbed my hips and bucked into me. “Yeah. Fuck yes.” The sight of
him getting off aroused me again. He rested his head on top of mine
and caught his breath.

“
Finger me.”

Sean smiled. “That wasn’t
enough?”

“
I love watching you
come.”

He moved his finger to my clit and
rubbed me aggressively, fingering me at the same time. “I do, too.”
He stared at my reflection in the mirror as he shoved his fingers
deep inside me, rubbing the flesh in the front of my vaginal wall.
The combination of his fingers and his thumb rubbing the nub at the
apex of my thighs had me shaking with pleasure.

“
Come for me.”

I moaned. “I am.”

My head rolled back, leaning against
his chest as I felt my orgasm spread throughout my body, igniting
my body in a blaze. I started to moan loudly, but Sean covered my
lips with his until the moment passed.

When I caught my breath, I stared at
our reflection in the mirror. I looked exhausted and satisfied.
Sean looked like he just won an Olympic medal. He was grinning at
me triumphantly.

He pressed his lips against my ear.
“You’re a filthy whore.”

“
Only for you.”

“
You got that right.” Sean
stepped back and dressed himself. I returned the shoe to my foot
then pulled down my dress. My hair was a mess so I straightened it
with my fingers. Sean washed his hands then left the bathroom,
closing the door behind him. I leaned against the wall while I
waited for the time to pass. Sean was the best sex I’ve ever had,
hands down. There were times when we made love, and other moments
when we fucked like animals. I didn’t know which I loved doing
more. It was a tie. I couldn’t believe that I was marrying him. He
was my best friend and the greatest lover I ever had. Sometimes he
could be a cocky asshole, but I loved his flaws just as much as his
perfections. To me, Sean was absolutely perfect. We had our
problems in the past, but now I trusted him completely. I know he
would never lie to me, cheat on me, or hurt me in any
way.

I waited a few moments before I left
the bathroom and walked down the aisle. When I reached my seat, the
old lady sitting in the row adjacent to us glared at me, clearly
disapproving what my fiancé and I just did. Her hair was gray and
she wore thick glasses that made her eyes look huge. She wore a
classy outfit like she was a professor at a prestigious college. I
couldn’t care less what this old bitch thought. I glared
back.

Sean caught the exchange. “Are you
going to throw popcorn at her?”