The Just and the Wise

Chapter 12

Edmund and I pull at each other and laugh as we make our way to our cabin. Ed grabs at me as I walk down the narrow hallway and pulls me into him by my wrists. He holds my wrists level with his chest as I laugh up at him, leaning into his face as I grin. He smiles his crooked smile back at me, chuckling as I fall into him.

"You, you are a tease," he looks at me amused.

"I am not," I say back, kissing him swiftly before running into the room.

"You are!" Edmund calls after me, walking into the room behind me as he closes and locks the door.

"No one's interrupting us this time," he says as he pulls his shirt over his head.

I smile at him and take off my boots and pants so I'm just in my blouse and panties. Edmund stands at the end of the bed, his arms crossed across his chest as he looks me up and down.

"What?" I ask him, tiling my head to the side.

"Stand up," he says, gesturing to the space next to him. I do as he says and stand by him, my hands folded across the front of me.

Edmund takes my face in his hands and looks at me, his eyelids drooping slightly. His mouth hangs open slightly, his tongue moving along the back of his bottom lip. I raise my eyebrows, waiting for him to make a move.

Ed smiles at my expression change, and he kisses me deeply, moving his hands to my butt and pulling me closer. I put my hands on the sides of his neck. I feel his rough hands move up my back under my shirt. I hook my arms around the back of his neck, pressing every inch of my body against him.

I pull my face away from his, and I step back from him, taking his hands in mine. I pull him slowly towards the bed, giving him the look that I know will set him in motion. Edmund follows me to the bed, looking me up and down.

"You won the bet," I say, holding my arms out and closing my eyes, "take me."

Edmund laughs.

"I want to try something," he says to me in a low voice, moving my arms in front of me, "do you trust me?"

"Yes," I say, taking a deep breath. Edmund and I have been together for three years, which is a decent amount of time. I've been with him many times before obviously, but he still manages to find ways to make me nervous - a good nervous - and give me butterflies like it's the beginning.

"Keep your eyes closed," he whispers.

I feel Edmund lift my shirt and pull it over my head. He places his hands on my hips and backs me up onto the bed, his lips pressed against mine hungrily. Edmund moves his hands to my lower back and lays me down on the bed underneath him. He continues to kiss me, growing more intense and deliberate with his motions with each movement of his lips.

"Wait here," he breaths onto my lips, and I feel him get up off the bed.

I hear Edmund open and close a drawer from the little chest in the corner, my eyes still closed at Edmund's request.

"Still trust me?" I can hear the smirk in Edmund's voice.

"Mhm," I nod, my heart ready to beat out of my chest.

Edmund slowly moves his hands down my arms as he straddles my waist. He brings my hands together over my stomach, and I feel soft fabric move join my wrists together.

"Edmund?" I ask, my stomach doing flips.

He tightens the fabric around my wrists and pushes them up over my head.

"It's ok," Edmund says, kissing me on the forehead, "it's just you and me."

I nod, squeezing my eyes shut as Edmund kisses my nose, over my jaw, and moves to my neck. He leaves open-mouth kisses on my neck, lightly swirling his tongue over my skin. I breath in sharply. Ed let's go of my bound hands and moves his hands to my waist. He kisses down the center of my chest before moving one hand to my right breast while putting his mouth on the other one.