Shattered Edge(78)

“Please, Caroline, stay the night. Say you will.”

“Yes, I will.”

Her arms curled around my neck and slid into my hair. “I’ve dreamed about this constantly Justin.”

“Don’t cry sweetheart. Please don’t cry.” I wrapped her in my embrace and lifted her up. Those legs of hers found their way around my waist and I walked us to my bedroom. I had to get into the shower because I was sweaty from my run. Besides, I wanted us both to be cleansed of our memories from the last eighteen months. As I moved past the bed, her voice stopped me.

“Where are you going?”

“To the shower. I just came back from running.”

“Put me down Justin. I like sweaty, remember?”

I let her slide down my body and she had that deep sexy look in her eyes. She grabbed my face and started kissing me again. I stopped her and stepped back for a second as I took off my shirt and shorts. She rewarded me with a smile. Then I moved to her and slowly peeled off her shorts and panties. Next, I lifted the hem of her tank top. She obligingly raised her arms and I pulled her top off, but I didn’t take it off all the way. Instead, I trapped her hands in it, moved it behind her back and left it as such. Then I grabbed the back of her now shorter hair and pulled it down, not hard, but not too gently either, forcing her back to arch, giving me free access to her lovely breasts. I bent my head and teased her nipples with my tongue alternating between the two, listening to her moans. I clamped my mouth down on one, sucking hard, using my teeth and then flicking my tongue across it until she was begging me for more. I repeated the same thing on her other nipple and then I moved down to her ribs, teasing, biting and sucking my way until I hit the apex of her thighs. I placed my hand on her stomach and gently pushed her backwards until the backs of her knees hit the bed. Once there, she sat down and I settled myself between her thighs as I spread her legs. I lowered my head to begin my sweet torture on her inner thighs when something caught my eyes. It was a string of symbols right at the juncture where her leg joined her torso. I looked on the other side, and I spied symbols there as well. They were tattooed into her tender flesh in black, like dark inky brands.

I looked at her with a question in my eyes.

She cleared her throat once, then twice, then she pointed to her left leg and whispered, “They’re Japanese symbols. This one means, ‘My heart, my soul,’ and this side,” now she pointed to the other leg, “says, ‘forever yours Justin.’”

I inhaled and swallowed through the thickness that had formed in my throat. I took my hands and wrapped them both around her thighs and I rubbed those symbols gently with my thumbs as I loved her with my eyes. Then I dipped my head and traced them with my tongue. I moved my mouth down the inside of her thighs, nibbling and sucking, because I knew exactly how sensitive she is here.

By now she was calling my name so I sat back on my heels and watched her face as I touched her sex. “Sweet God, you’re so wet for me Caroline.” I was sure she thought I was going to screw up and call her something else, but I wanted this to be perfect. I slid one, then two fingers inside of her. She was watching me with half closed lids and moaning. Her lower lip was between her teeth and I knew...I could tell she was almost to the point of orgasm. I wanted to drag this one out for as long as I could. So, I pulled my fingers out of her and kissed her lips, pulling that lower one into my mouth and sucking on it. Then I put my fingers in her mouth and said, “This is what I’ve been missing for eighteen months. God, I’ve missed you so much.” I watched as her eyes widened. I lowered my head again to her sex and ran my tongue up and down her and listened to those sweet sexy sounds she made. The muscles in her legs began to clench, so I stopped again and sat back to look at her face. Her head was thrown back, but she opened her eyes to see what was happening. I just smiled, right before I put my fingers on her again and heard her gasp as I slid them into her.

“Oh God Justin. I want to touch you,” she cried out. She couldn’t though, because her hands were still trapped in her tank top behind her back.

“Not yet baby.” I took my thumb and pressed on her little nub and she sucked in her breath. I felt her muscles clench so I stopped.

“Ah, you’re teasing me so,” she protested.

“I know. I want this one to be memorable.

“They’re all memorable with you!” she insisted.

Oh, but not like this one honey. I bent my head and blew across her wetness and she sighed. “You’re so beautiful down here Caroline.” I licked her again and then blew. Lick, then blew. Then I circled my tongue around her tiny nub, faster, then slowly. Next, I slid my fingers back into her. She was writhing now and I could feel her almost start to come. I stopped.