He chuckled, and then she gasped as the hand on her thigh moved between her legs. Edward stroked over her pussy, and for the first time, she felt … something different. She wasn’t Sophie’s older sister, or Isabel the failure, or the cutter, or the waitress. She was Isabel.
Closing her eyes, she tilted her head back as he pressed against her clit, making her cry out.
There was more to her than the cutting, than her sister, than everything else that had ever happened.
She was an entire person, and no one had ever wanted to know who she was. Only Edward. He was the only one that cared, who wanted to know, and wanted to be part of who she was. There was no one else in the world that she could ever be honest with. He was the only one she could talk to, be natural with. Edward was the only person she wanted.
Chapter Six
Edward had scented her arousal, and had known she was struggling to hide her need form him. He had been a little disappointed when she had initially lied, but then she had fought it, and told him the truth. The happiness he felt could never be taken away from him. They had made progress. It was small, but for him, it was real. They had finally moved forward.
Stranding up, he gripped the back of her neck and stared into her eyes. The woman that was in his arms right now, she was different from the woman he had chained up out of frustration. “Isabel,” he said, speaking her name.
Pressing his lips against hers, he relished the way her hands grabbed his shoulders, holding onto him. Her nails sank into his flesh as he continued to stroke her pussy through her panties.
She had never had a man between her thighs. This was all new. He’d checked his computer while she had been getting dressed. There were no recent porn searches. He had gotten off in the same chair imagining her watching those porn videos, and touching herself. He now kept a large box of tissues in his drawer for whenever the need arose to clean himself.
“Is it wrong for me to feel desire for her, Doc?”
“How do you mean?”
“I want her. I want to have sex with her, you know, fuck her, make a life with her. Is it wrong? Does it make me some kind of perv?” he asked. This was what had been plaguing his thoughts for the past year. Could he even think of a life with her, a sexual one, when he knew what he did? It seemed almost impossible to believe that he could want her, and yet his arousal never died. His need for her never dissipated.
When he looked at her nice juicy ass, he imagined gripping the cheeks as he rode her pussy. Her tits were nice and large. He wished for the day that they were swinging in front of his face, begging for him to suck.
“No, it’s not wrong. Isabel is still a woman with many of the same desires. She hasn’t changed who she is. There are many men and women who experience self-harm in different forms who continue a very normal life, have children, and they carry on. I’m not saying it’s not without consequences, Edward. If you want her enough, then you will find a way to help her. Not deal, you don’t need to deal with this, just help. For all you know, someone to talk to could be the very thing that she needs, and that stops it.”
“Can it be that simple?”
“I don’t know. This is the point of self-harm. There is no known cure, and there is research just not enough, I’m afraid. It can be extreme or just something that happened once or twice.”
Pulling out of his thoughts, Edward stared down at Isabel. He had been struggling with his desire for her, holding it back. Before speaking to the doctor he had thought his reaction to her was wrong, something he should hide. It wasn’t. Far from it.
“What’s the matter?” she asked, opening her eyes. They were glazed over with lust.
“Do you want me to play with your pussy?” he asked.
She nodded. There was no hesitation.
“I’m going to want you to strip down, Isabel. I want you completely naked, and then I want you to come and put that pretty ass on the table in front of me, and spread those thighs.” He couldn’t resist taking another kiss, so he slammed his lips against hers before moving back toward the dining table. His gaze was still on hers as he lowered himself down into his seat, waiting.
Isabel nibbled that cute little lip again, glancing around the room, waiting, thinking. He saw her mind ticking over, trying to think. Leaning back in his chair, he did something he promised he wouldn’t. He released his cock from his jeans. Edward watched as her eyes grow wide.
“You see this?” he asked.
She nodded.
“This is all for you.” He wasn’t going to fuck her today. Neither of them were ready for sex yet. When the time came for him to take her virginity, they were both going to be more than ready. Running his hand up and down the length, he stared at her body. “Are you going to come and see what treat I have in store for you?” He gave her a wink, and watched as she chuckled.