Veronica POV
I blinked a few times before opening my eyes entirely. I observed my surroundings. A dim light came from the table lamp placed on the nightstand. It wasn’t my apartment. It was his. I turned my head to the other side only to face him… Edwin… His eyes were closed -- a scowled between his foreheads, his lips pressed on a thin line. He looked tired.
I was about to touch him to ease the tension on his face when the incident earlier crushed me. That b***h touched what’s mine! I ran into them when he was about to push her. I know he didn’t betray me. But her lips on him made me all worked up.
I didn’t even remember what the hell I had done. I didn’t remember a thing after entering the restroom. The only thing I remember was his voice calling for me. I had to respond, so I did before sinking into the darkness again.
I sat up slowly, pulling my knees close to my chest and wrapping my arms around them. Something doesn’t feel right… I feel like I don’t know myself anymore, and it’s f*****g frustrating. After a while, I felt a pair of strong arms scoop me up and adjust me into his lap. He gently ran his fingers through my messy hair and shushed me with his soothing voice.
‘I am sorry, little one. I should have pushed her sooner. I am sorry that I let you get hurt,’ his shattered voice rang inside my head.
I pulled myself from him and mumbled, “It’s not your fault,” softly. “I… I can’t control my emotions lately. I don’t know what’s wrong with me, but… I just can’t, and it’s…” I wasn’t able to utter a single word without stammering. Edwin pulled me into his chest again.
“Shush. Relax, baby. It’s alright. You need to relax. And now I am here to take care of you and your emotions,” he whispered, kissing the side of my head. His words and his touch have the effect of calming my nerves down. No matter what, it always works.
I dipped my head further into his chest, inhaling his godly scent… the scent of fresh blackberries and the sweet smell of burning cherrywood. Edwin groaned as I unintentionally irked his little buddy. He pushed my hair gently and kissed the nape of my neck, making me moan.
“You have been making me crazy over the past two weeks, little fairy. Now it’s time for me to punish you,” whispering to my ears; he downed his head and sucked the skin on my shoulder, and without warning, he bit at the same place. I tugged my lower lips between my teeth to suppress any sound eager to come out of my lips, his expert hands running over my curves.
He lifted his head and stared into my eyes, then my lips, cupping my face. Missing his warm lips on my skin, I smashed my lips on his, tugging his lower lips, asking for permission. He parted his lips, deepening the kiss. The delicious taste of his mouth made me go crazy over him, making my legs turn into jelly. It’s good that I am sitting on his lap, and his hand tightened around my waist, keeping me in place. He swung us around and placed my back on the soft mattress underneath him. Breaking the kiss, we both pant heavily.
“You are overdressed,” he commented with a sly grin. His voice was hoarse and sounded so sexy.
“Then help me get undressed,” I replied after getting my voice back from the dazzling kiss. His lips curled up. He started kissing my nose, jawline, neck, and shoulder, and his hand started to undress me, leaving only my undergarments.
He clasped my breast and squeezed it, making it harder, and traveled his lips down my neck to the valley of my breast, then my stomach. He paused when his lips went close to my panty. He looked up at me as if asking for permission. I nodded involuntarily, and within seconds he removed my panty.
“You are so f*****g beautiful,” he muttered under his breath.
Then he started to rub my c**t with his thumb, making my breath catch in my throat. My stomach twisted as if thousands of butterflies were dancing, swirling inside my belly. A knot started to build in my guts, making me gasp.
“Ohh, God,” I uttered as my stomach tightened, shaking my core.
“Call my name, sweetheart,” he grumbled as if ordering me, and as an obedient girlfriend, I mumbled his name, making him hiss. “Your sexy voice is driving me crazy, baby girl,” he groaned. He pushed one of his fingers inside my v****a, then another. He pushed and popped his fingers as a pro player. I wonder how many women had gotten this pleasure from him—and thinking about another woman beneath him on his bed made me even more jealous.
“It doesn’t matter, little one. Like you said before, I am yours now as you are mine. YOU. ARE. f*****g. MINE,” he grumbled as if hearing my thoughts. He started kissing my inner thighs, giving me a tickling sensation. God! This man is killing me.
“Ohh, Edwin… I am coming. Stop teasing me,” I moaned as my body started to shake; I was going to have the first o****m of my life. And I was sure it would be the best one. I sucked my breath and clenched my fist as Edwin replaced his fingers with his sweet tongue, and almost instantly, I exploded inside his mouth. He sucked and licked my p***y, cleaning the last drib of my o****m with his tongue. I exhaled a breath that I was holding.
“This was amazing,” I breathed out as he fell beside me with his smug smile.
“With you, everything is amazing,” with that, he kissed me again, arousing me. “And you smell and taste so f*****g sweet.”
I lost count of how many times I had come for him, and when we called off for the night, it was almost midnight. The sky, which was pouring in the evening, is shining brightly now. Edwin kissed my nose, getting my attention.
“Today’s weather is just like your emotions, as if you are changing them,” he said with a small smile. “That concludes you are happy right now, isn’t it, little fairy?” he asked me, glancing at the twinkling stars. I didn’t answer him; instead, I pecked his lips, making his smile grow wider. “Take a rest, little one. You are exhausted,” he whispered, kissing my forehead and placing my head on his heart. I was exhausted, but his calming heartbeat made me relax, and without protesting, I fell into a peaceful sleep in his arms.
I woke up feeling a warm embrace, a strong arm wrapping around my waist protectively. I opened my eyes only to find him sleeping peacefully like a baby. Baby, huh? ‘Did he behave like a baby last night,’ my subconscious mind reminded me. A blush crept on my face thinking about last night.
“You look gorgeous when you blush, little one,” his deep husky voice rang in my ear. God… damn it! His sexy voice turned me on again. Now, he will smell my arousal… f**k! My cheek turned hotter at the thought. I heard him laugh loudly.
“Don’t be shy around me, little one. The scent of your arousal is so sweet that I wanna smell it forever,” he winked at me. Damn! I forget he can hear my thought. Can it get more awkward than it already is! f*****g s**t!
“You Jerk!” I muttered, hiding my face in his chest. Another laughter erupted from his chest as he pulled me closer, kissed my head, and whispered, “I am your Jerk.”
Right then, I knew I couldn’t stay away from this man even if I tried to. He has become everything to me. But the question is, am I his?