Edge of Disaster (8 page)

Slap me silly...this man should be the poster child for male perfection.

“Alexia,” he breathed, “close your mouth sweetheart.” He chuckled.

I swallowed. Again. “Fuck me Pearce.”

“No sweetheart, not that.  I intend to make love to you until you’re insane with pleasure.  But I won’t ever fuck you.”  Then he chuckled again.

“Shit.  I didn’t mean to sa
y
tha
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.  Not shit. The fuck me part. Oh fuck!” I covered my face with my hands.

Oh God! What the hell Lex! How could you have said that?

He laughed again.

“I mean...”

“Sweetheart, I know what you meant. Or that you didn’t mean you wanted me to fuck you. I was trying to make a bit of a joke. But I do fully intend to drive you insane tonight.”

“You already are...without even trying.”

“Just you wait.” He slipped off my panties and next went my bra. Then he sat there and stared. I began to feel a bit self-conscious when he didn’t say anything. Finally, I think I started to squirm or something because he said, “Alexia, don’t be shy. You’re spectacular. You’ve a mouth made for kissing and a body made for love. You’re the loveliest thing I’ve ever seen. You’re skin is like silk...so soft and smooth and your hair. Dark chocolate...to match your eyes. Warm and inviting. You’re ravishing. And you’ve charmed the pants off of me. See?”

I looked at him and giggled. Then his tongue was all over my body, making me writhe. He started at my neck and made his way south, slowly exquisitely and excruciatingly sexy. I couldn’t hold still as his tongue found areas of my body I had no idea could give me such pleasure. My ribcage, my hip bones. It went on and on. My gasps filled the room repeatedly. When his mouth clamped onto my nipple, I nearly flew off the bed. It was a good thing those old Charleston houses had thick walls or else the neighbors would’ve been appalled at the noises coming from Pearce’s house.

Pearce stuck to his promise because he made me come twice before he really got down to business. By the time his mouth hit the inside of my thighs, I was jelly.  I couldn’t have stood up if the house had been on fire. He nibbled and sucked and licked his way up my thigh until he came to that place where my legs joined together.  He swirled and flicked his tongue across and around that tiny sensitive bud and then slipped it inside of me. He repeated this until I came again, practically screaming his name.

“Not yet Alexia,” he said as he flipped me on my stomach. He started running his tongue up and down my spine, sucking and nipping at me. Running his hands along my back, he moved down to my ass and started massaging the muscles there. Soon I was so relaxed, he continued the massage up to my shoulders and neck.

His tongue was everywhere. I soon felt his teeth on my ass, when he started biting me...little bites that drove me wild. Then his fingers were running down my ass and sliding along to that little crux of sensitivity, rubbing circles on it.

“Please, Pearce.  I need you. I need to feel you inside of me.”

“I’m there Alexia,” he said as he flipped me back over and slid his length into me.

“Ah,” I cried.

“Are you okay?”

“Yeah. Just hold still for a minute. You’re kind of, um big,” I gasped.

He burst out laughing. “I’m sorry sweetheart. Better?” he asked after a minute.

“I’m not sorry,” I said as I nudged him. “And yes I’m much better now. In fact, I’m perfect.”

“Don’t I know it.” He started moving again.  At first, very slowly, gently, until I was used to him.  Then he started moving a bit faster.

“Oh yes, Pearce.”

“Alexia, open your eyes and look at me.”

I did as he asked.  Those smoky gray eyes were intensely focused on me.  Only me.

“That’s it sweetheart.  Tell me what you want.”

“You.  I want you.”

“Yes, but how do you want me? Like this?” He swiveled his hips around and pushed himself into me.

“Ahh,” I cried.

“Or like this.” He pulled almost all the way out and then thrust back in and repeated the movement. “What do you like Alexia? Tell me so I’ll know.  Or is this what you like?” He slipped a hand between us and started to rub that tiny spot.  “Don’t close your eyes Alexia.  You’re going to come and I want to watch.”

Suddenly everything went out of control and I screamed his name as I orgasmed. It went on and on. I wrapped my legs around his waist and squeezed, rocking back and forth.

“Oh, Alexia, yes,” he said as he came.  We were both breathing like we’d just run a damn marathon or two.

“Wow.  Just wow,” I said after I could finally speak again.

I felt his chest rumble. “I take it you were satisfied.”

“Don’t even try to pretend you couldn’t tell.”

He laughed even harder.

“Is this something they teach in medical school because Dr. Middleton, you certainly have the magic touch?”

Something shifted in his eyes. The humor disappeared and was replaced by an intense emotion that stirred my passion.

“It’s you Alexia. I’ve never...” he closed his eyes for a moment and tucked his head in the crook of my neck. When he lifted it, his eyes were even darker. “I’ve never felt so close to someone while making love before. This is crazy, I know, but it’s the way I feel. I’m just being honest here.” His eyes never left mine as he spoke.

I lifted my fingers to his lips and gently touched them. Then I put my lips where my fingers had been.

“It’s not crazy at all. I know exactly how you feel because I feel the same way. I’ve never wanted to touch anyone like I want to touch you.”

“Stay with me tonight. I want to wake up with you by my side, wrapped in my arms. I know this is fast and maybe we’re making a mistake, but I want you in my arms tonight. Please say yes.”

“I thought that was the plan. Didn’t you say you were going to make love to me all night long?

“I did, didn’t I? Well, I’d better get a move on then because the last thing I’d want is to disappoint you. Alexia, tell me what you like.”

“No Pearce. I want you to discover it for yourself. You’ve already done a damn good job of it so far.”

He laughed and his hands started to work their magic.

CHAPTER NINE

I was being smothered and bound again. I felt bands tightening around me and I started to struggle...thrashing and kicking.  Then I screamed and tried to break free of whoever had me trapped. I was gasping for air as I tried to escape.

Suddenly I heard a voice that was calling my name. This time it was deep, rich and steady, and not harsh and nasty like before

“Alexia, wake up. You’re having a nightmare.  Please honey, wake up.”

Hands were on my face, but they were touching me gently, moving my hair away. I opened my eyes and Pearce’s face came into focus.  His eyes were soft, but filled with concern.

“Oh Jesus, Pearce.” I was shaking so badly I couldn’t really speak.

“Breathe for me honey. You had a nightmare. That’s all it was. Everything’s fine sweetheart.”

“They had me again.”

“No one has you but me.”  He wrapped his arms around me and pulled me into his side.  “Keep breathing honey, nice and slow.  That’s it.”

His hands moved up and down my back, massaging circles on it and slowly I felt the tension leave me.

“I was so scared.  I was back in that place again.”

“I know sweetheart.  You scared me to death when you started screaming. Everything’s okay now. You feeling better?”

“Much, thanks.”

I felt so safe in his arms.  I knew at that moment I never wanted to leave.

When I woke up again, the sun was streaming through the cracks in the shutters.  A band of steel encircled my waist and a muscular thigh was draped across my hip. I peeked under the covers and grinned.  Pearce’s hand splayed across my belly, so I covered his hand with my own.

I felt his mouth moving against my neck before I heard the words, “Good morning gorgeous.”

“Good morning to you.”

I turned over so I could see him.  His hair was mussed and that unruly lock fell across his forehead. His smoky eyes were soft and sexy.  He brushed my hair off of my face and moved to kiss me.

“Stop.  I need to brush my teeth.”

“So do I.”

That didn’t stop him from moving in to kiss me.  And the thing is, it didn’t bother me at all. Then his hands moved all over my body and soon we were moving to a steady rhythm of our own.  In the middle of it all, he stopped suddenly and flipped us over, putting me on top.

“I have a serious need to watch you make love to me,” he said. His eyes were half closed and he ran his tongue along his lower lip, as if her were anticipating tasting something really special.  I leaned over him and touched his lip with my tongue and he groaned.  He thrust into me, hard, so I sat up and started to move my hips, catching his motion. He laced his fingers with mine and brought my hand down to my sex.

“Touch yourself Alexia. I want to watch you.”

My eyes almost popped out of my head, as I pulled my hand away.

“I...I can’t do that!” I protested in shock.

“Yes, you can. Do it for me. Please. It turns me on just to think about it.  But to see it, with me inside of you, would be amazing.” He guided my hand back down to that spot. “Please.  I’ll help you.  Just like this.”  He started a light circular motion, his fingers on top of mine, but before long, his hand was gone and I was doing it to myself as he watched.

I could feel the tension building and threatening to burst when he said, “Open your eyes Alexia and come for me sweetheart.”

The second I looked at him, my orgasm erupted and I was calling his name, collapsing onto his chest.

“That’s right babe, you look so amazing when you come. Christ, I’ve never seen anything so fucking beautiful.”

I was being cradled by him as his hands moved up and down my back, while he kept whispering love words in my ear.

When I had my wits back again, I raised myself on my elbows and just stared at him. I wanted to tell him a million things, but I didn’t dare let myself because it was way too soon to talk about this kind of stuff. So I did something else instead. I began to do to him what he did to me the night before. I worshipped his body with my hands, mouth and tongue, licking, sucking, nibbling and kissing every inch of him.  When I got to the very best part, I took him into my mouth and pleasured him until he was pulling my hair and fisting the sheets.

“Jesus Alexia, you’re going to put me into oblivion. I knew I was right.”

“About what?”

“Your mouth.  It was made for kissing.  And not just my lips sweetheart. Come here.”

I crawled up from the end of the bed and he grabbed me so I ended up on top of him.

“One day,” he said.

“What?” I asked in confusion.

“One day you’ll stay here. Forever.”

I laughed.

“I’m not kidding Alexia. I’m serious.”

His eyes didn’t leave mine for a millisecond.  He didn’t even blink.

“I don’t think I...”

He interrupted me.  “I’m not asking you to think. You’re going to marry me one day Alexia.  Don’t worry sweetheart, I’m a patient man and I’m willing to wait for you to work out your issues. Notice I said your issues, because that’s what they are.”

My jaw hit the floor and I didn’t know what to say or do. I couldn’t breathe.

“I guess I’ve shocked you.” He still hadn’t looked away.

I just nodded.  My voice had disappeared. I couldn’t seem to find it.  I wanted to say something, anything. He’d said what I’d been thinking, but I was stupefied to hear it put into words.

“You don’t need to say anything and I hope I didn’t just scare the shit out of you.”

“No! You didn’t.  I was thinking along those same lines but I thought I was being ridiculous.  But this is so fast Pearce. You have to know that. As much as I feel for you, I know it is. This scares me. We scare me. I’ve been fucked up for so long.  I want us to be together one day, but only when I’m healthy and over all this shit.  Just look what happened during the night. I’m still dealing with that damn attack on top of all this other stuff.”

“I’m sorry.  And now I’ve dumped this on you.”

“Don’t think of it as that. This is a beautiful thing. I’ve never felt this way before.”

“Even about Peter?”

“One of the things I felt the guiltiest about over his death was that damn argument we had. He wanted to get married and I didn’t.  Yeah, I loved him, but not enough to marry him. That’s why I carried this guilt for so long.”

“Shit Alexia.  I’m so sorry.”

“Me too.  But Pearce, I’ve never felt like this toward anyone. You’re my first.”

He grabbed my face and kissed me hard.

“Then can we be exclusive?” he asked.

“I already think of you as mine. I just want us to take this a bit slower.” He smiled and it felt like sunshine bathing my body in its warmth.

“You have plans for today?” he asked.

“Only with you.”

“Good. Lets shower and then I want to take you somewhere.”

“Where?”

“Huh uh. It’s a surprise.”

He tugged my hand and I followed him to his massive shower.  I thought we’d never get out of there. About an hour later, we emerged scrubbed, shaved, shampooed, conditioned, and, thoroughly loved as well.

While we were getting dressed, I told him about my Christmas present from Lisbeth.  He informed me he’d heard about it from his grandmother. I was shocked.

“Alexia, this is Charleston. Not much goes on south of Broad without everyone knowing about it. Especially if it has to do with Lisbeth and my grandmother. They are best friends you know.”

He was right. I hadn’t thought about it, but south of Broad, or SOB, where all the blue bloods lived was a well known gossip arena.

“So?” he asked.

“So what?”

“Aren’t you going to ask?”

“Ask what?”

“Ask what my grandmother said.”

I hadn’t even thought about that.  “Okay, I’ll take the bait.”

“Let me see if I can get it right. She said, ‘Pearce, you know your friend Alexia must be mighty special if Lisbeth bought her a brand new Toyota Highlander for Christmas. You know that Lisbeth Rhett Dubose Rutledge doesn’t let loose of a penny unless someone forces her to.’ I think I got it right.”

I bent over in a fit of the giggles.  It wasn’t so much what he said, it was how he said it.  He used a high soprano-like voice with an exaggerated Charleston accent.

“Oh my God! I wish I had recorded that. You were perfection. And that accent!” I was still laughing so hard that my sides were beginning to hurt.

“Honey, growing up here...you know it comes with the territory.  I had to temper it when I left here and went to Duke.  My patients couldn’t understand me.”

“I bet! Chicago was probably even worse.”

“No, by that time, I’d learned to hide it.”

“Well, Dr. Middleton, I think it’s mighty sexy.”

“Hmm, do you now?” He grabbed me and bent me backward over his arm and kissed me. I grabbed his shirt and pulled him to me.  It started out as a fun kiss but quickly turned into a heated, passion filled one, as I hugged him tightly to me.

“We’ll never get out of here if we don’t stop now,” I said against his mouth.

“I know,” he said back against mine.

We reluctantly let go and headed out the door.