Chapter 21

Ledger

I stare at the clock, knowing right now Posey's probably walking down the aisle toward Bane. I feel sick. I couldn't bring myself to go to the wedding for fear of knowing I'd speak out whenever the priest asked if anyone had anything to say, speak now or forever hold their peace.

Yeah, I'd be screaming at the top of my lungs, professing my love for Posey.

It is love.

It has to be.

I've never in my life felt a burning so deep for somebody. She consumes my every thought. My every desire.

I can't be with her, but I can get drunk, so that's exactly what I decide to do. I grab a bottle of Eagle Rare from my bar, and pour a heavy amount into my glass.

I knock it back, hoping it erases the memory of Posey on my lips.

It doesn't.

All of my text messages went unanswered, leaving me to think she has her phone shut off.

So, I pour another and another. I'm not drunk, but I feel like I'm quickly on my way there until I sit up. "What the fuck am I doing?" I breathe out into the emptiness engulfing me whole.

Fight for her, you idiot.

My thoughts are on stopping this wedding as I stand, grabbing my keys and phone, and yanking open my front door.

I must be hallucinating. "Posey," I whisper.

Before me stands a vision in white, draped in silk so pure it seems spun from the very clouds. The fabric clings to her every curve, a sinful embrace that ignites a fire within me, its heat spreading like a wildfire beneath my skin. I find myself drawn to the intricate lace and beaded bodice, each detail begging to be explored, to be touched with reverent hands.

Her breath comes in labored gasps, her chest rising and falling with a rhythm that matches the beating of my own heart. Tears trace a path down her cheeks, glistening in the soft light like diamonds scattered across a velvet sky. And as she stares at me, her gaze filled with a mix of vulnerability and desire, I feel a surge of emotion so powerful it threatens to overwhelm me.

There's nothing I can do but slam my lips against hers. And now we"re kissing and all is right in my world. I don't ask her why she showed up on my doorstep looking like something I conjured out of a dream, no, instead I keep kissing her.

I take a step back into my condo, and she follows. I slam the door shut, and my fingers sink into her silky hair. I breathe her in as if she's my life force.

She breaks the kiss and blinks up at me. "I couldn't do it," she cries, and I tug her closer, pressing my lips to her forehead.

"I know," I whisper. I kiss at her tears, wanting to take away all her pain.

She stops crying. "I couldn't do it," she says, but weaker this time.

I place kisses all over her face, on her tears, and end on her lips. "I know," I say again, pulling her closer to me.

"I didn't want to be anywhere but here," she whispers, and my body grows needy.

Hungry.

Desperate.

I claw at her dress, trying to remove it from her body. I need to see all of her. The need to claim her is fiercer than it's ever been. "Too many buttons," I whisper, trying to rip the material with my hands. I pull out my pocket knife, flipping it open. "Don't move," I tell her.

Her eyes widen as she watches me cut the bodice of her dress. I keep working until the dress falls away in a giant heap, pooling around her feet.

"You're stunning," I tell her, seeing her in nothing but white lace panties and bra for the first time. "It pisses me off that you wore this for him." I point to her panties.

She shakes her head. "It was never for him. It was always for you." She steps away from her dress, and closer to me as I wrap my arms around her waist.

We come together in a passion-fueled frenzy. We're a mix of tangled limbs and tongues, trying desperately to get closer to each other.

I push her up against the door, my mind spinning with things I want to do to her. I can't very well take her virginity right here against the door, but my body hardens at the thought of it.

I continue kissing her, letting my tongue dance along hers, exploring all of her mouth. My hands roam over her body, wanting to touch every part of her.

My mind's firing on all cylinders as I lead her over to the couch. I need to get her off again. It's like the thought of it has consumed me since the moment I got her off last time.

Her moans fill my condo, echoing off the walls.

I lay her on the couch, spreading her legs for me. "I've tasted you on my fingers, now I need to taste you straight from the source."

She giggles as I take a step back to appreciate the beauty. Her soft brown hair flows around her shoulders, and I study every curve, memorizing the way she looks. From the way her bra and panties fit tight over her perfect body. She's breathtaking, and my mouth waters the longer I stare at her.

"Take my virginity," she says, a look of determination in her eyes.

I kneel to the floor, bringing her legs closer to me. "I'll take everything you give me." I lean forward, running my nose over the panel of her white-lace panties.

"I don't care how badly it hurts, just do it."

I glance up at her, our eyes meeting. "It won't hurt. I could never hurt you. I'll get you nice and ready so you're able to handle me."

Her hands flood my hair as I lean my head back between her open legs. I hook my fingers into the waistband of her panties, pulling them off. I fling them over my shoulder, and return my head back to her sweet spot.

She's soaked. So fucking soaked for me.

"Ledger, I've never wanted anything this badly before," she moans out, thrusting her hips.

I lick a path through her wetness, finishing at her clit, nibbling on it gently before doing it once more. "Posey, you're all I've ever wanted. I just didn't know it until I met you," I breathe across her skin, and then I bury my head between her legs.

My mouth hovers over her, my tongue frantically trying to lap up as much of her sweet wetness as I can. With my dick hardening at record speeds, I work her clit between my teeth. I push one finger into her tightness, remembering how good she felt when I finger fucked her in her room the other night.

Still just as tight.

I flatten my tongue, using it against her clit as I apply enough pressure for her to rock her body against. "Ride my tongue," I tell her, my heart pumping heated blood through my system.

"Ledger, yes," she calls out, her hold tightening on my hair.

I swing both her legs over my shoulders as I pick up my punishing pace against her pussy. She rides my face without abandon, and I sink even deeper, closer to her, making me want her so much more.

"I can't wait to get my dick deep inside you," I tell her.

Her body's picked up speed as she grinds against my face, and I nearly bust my own load at the taste of her. It's pure sex.

Passion.

Heat.

My body's on fire, my cells burning at the feel of her pussy along my tongue.

I won't ever be able to get enough of her.

My cock hardens against my zipper, and I want to free him. Choke him with my fist as I fuck her pussy with my tongue. Instead of taking care of myself, I focus all my attention back on Posey, pushing one hand up her body, past the material of her bra to palm her breast with one hand. I find her nipple, tweaking it between my fingers.

Her legs squeeze my head, and she continues riding my face. "Oh, Ledger, so good. I'm so close."

I push another digit inside her, keeping the pressure on her clit as I fuck her with my face. I'm moving against her, and her hands in my hair tighten their hold, gripping me, pushing my face even closer to her heated skin.

I've thought about this so many times. Each time ended with me fisting my cock until I came, but this is so much better. Being the one to bring Posey to her climax makes all the wait worth it.

I lift up, replacing my tongue with my thumb as I keep finger fucking her. I want to look at her when she goes off. "Come for me, Posey. Come all over my hand," I demand of her.

She squeezes her eyes shut as her mouth falls open, forming the shape of an ‘o' and I nearly lose it.

"Open your eyes. Look at me. Look at who's getting you off. Who's making you come?"

Her eyes snap open, finding mine. "You are," she says as her body spasms around my fingers.

I lean over her, kissing her madly on the lips. I know she can taste herself on my tongue, and that thought turns me on even more. As soon as her body calms, I remove my fingers from inside her, bringing them to my lips.

I suck one digit, and then with Posey's mouth so close, I stick my fingers into her mouth as I kiss her lips.

Together we suck, making sure we get every bit of her essence off my fingers.

"Do you like tasting yourself?"

She nods, her eyes boring into mine. "Yes."

"Next you'll need to taste your come off my dick."

She licks her lips. "Do it, Ledger. I need you."

I pick her up, bringing her into my bedroom, knowing I need to properly take her virginity. I want this to be special for her, but at the same time, I know no matter where we do it, it'll be something I won't ever be able to forget.

"Take your bra off," I tell her, backing away from the bed so I can remove my own clothing.

My cock is so hard it's painful as I watch her rise to her knees on the bed. She leans back, arching her back as she pulls her hands behind her to unclasp the bra. She removes it and I suck in a breath.

Her tits are gorgeous.

Perky. Big enough for my hands and my mouth to wrap perfectly around. Her nipples are the color of a blush rose, and I'm once again starving for a taste of her. I could eat her pussy again right now, but I know that's not what she needs.

She needs me inside her.

And I have to make her happy, so I remove all of my clothing, and hear the tiny gasp that comes out of her mouth.

I fist my cock in one hand. "You want this?"

Her eyes are wide. "Will it even fit?"

My lips twist into a half-smirk. "Don't worry. I'll keep shoving it in until it does, and you're going to love every second of it."

Now it's her turn to give me a sassy smile. "So confident." She palms her tits, and I nearly shoot my load all over the edge of the bed.

"Stop teasing me or this is going to end a lot quicker than it should."

She bites her lower lip, and bats her long lashes at me, and I try to fight off the urge to climb the bed and take her in a frenzy of lust and passion.

I close my eyes, thanking my lucky fucking stars that I'm the one with her right now.

Thanking the fucking universe that I'm the one she chose.