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    Devotion

    I knew this was scarier for him than it was for me. He could easily get carried away and lose control of his strength. The last thing he wanted to do was hurt me, and as afraid as I knew I should be, I still wasn’t. Until he was ready, I would be patient and take what I was given. He seemed to sense that I wasn’t going to make the next move. His hand traveled down to the zipper on his pants. I heard them unzip and I felt his hips give beneath me slightly. When they resumed their position, the prodding sensation had grown much more powerful. I could sense his urgency in the way he was moving his tongue rapidly around my mouth and even occasionally inside of it. He pulled away from our kiss and closed his eyes for a moment. Regaining control, I could tell. When his eyes closed, they were a dark onyx. When they reopened they had been replaced with a bright shade of honey.

    “Are you sure about this?” I edged. I didn’t want him to feel pressured.

    “We can keep going if you want,” He offered. “I just don’t want to have to stop at an inconvenient moment.”

    I smiled. “I’ll be forgiving.”

    With the intention settled, his cold palm slipped beneath the lace of my underwear and instead of slipping them off, I felt the fabric give away under his hands. His strength baffled me once again. The only thing separating us now was the thin fabric of his boxers. My heart beat was erratic, and I realized that Edward was shaking. I positioned myself carefully over the contained lump. Placing my knees on either side of his torso. His hips gave way beneath me again and this time when the resumed their position I gasped. Edward and I had something else in common. The warmest part of my body also happened to be the coldest on his. Our temperate extremities collided and I inhaled deeply. From that point I lost all track of time and control. Edward, however, maintained complete control. I was very impressed with him. He displayed a superior gentleness that proved my lack of fear to be completely relevant. I knew he would never be able to hurt me.

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