Book 2 Maybe This Time (C O M P L E T E D ❤️)

32. It Matters How This ENDS

"cause what if I never love again?"

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"Love me, Edward. Make me forget...I can't take the pain anymore." She stares at him through her tears. "Please."

"Oh, love, you don't have to beg." he utters as he moves the loose strands of her hair and tucks them behind her ear. "I love you." he murmurs against her lips. "So much, May. I love you." he murmurs against her neck.

"Ahhh..." A whimper escapes her throat.

He moves his thumb on her lips and softly grazes them, "Your lips are so soft, May. I love these lips.." he plants his lips on hers.

His mouth slanted over hers, kissing her slowly and deeply—tasting every corner of her mouth. 

Her hands slide down his muscular back and pulls him closer to her. Her legs are parting as he moves in between her legs, and slowly pushes her down on the bed. Their closeness and intimacy are making Maymay's heart sigh—in happiness, in contentment...and in sadness.

"Love me, Edward." Her voice sounds broken just as broken as her heart. It's like she can hear it breaking, "Please." she asks. She needs to drown the sound of her pain.

Edward reaches down and cups her ass—squeezing and lifting them. He rubs his raging hardness against her private part. "I love you, Maymay." he utters.

She runs her fingers through his hair and locks her eyes with his, "Say it again." she asks—her voice pleading.

"I love you so much."

He reaches for the bottom of her shirt and pulls it over her head. Maymay mirrors his movement, she also reaches for his shirt and pulls it over his head. Edward reaches for the waistband of her shorts, and pulls it down with her underwear. She unbuttons his jeans and pulls it down with his boxers.

Edward lifts his knee on the bed, and reaches for Maymay's cheek. "Don't leave me. I'm all yours, Maymay." he murmurs. "Please." Tears escape his eyes, but before Maymay could see them, he buries his face on her neck and starts kissing her exposed skin. "Don't leave me" he utters in between kissing her neck. "Please" he continually begs.

His hands travel down on Maymay's back and unclasps her bra. She gasps when his mouth covers her nipple, and his thumb and forefingers kneads the other in soft passionate rhythmic movements. She arches her back in response as Edward sucks softly and patiently. Her breasts are being pushed further in Edward's lips—and she allows herself to get lost in the magical movement of his mouth over her breasts.

"Ahhhh! Edward." She grips his hair, and tugs them. "Like that.. love me." she asks.

One of his hands is busy between her parted legs. Maymay widens them further as she feels the tip of his fingers on her softness. Her body is so aroused—so needy. Maymay's body is so hot, she's almost feverish. She wants Edward in close proximity, always—touching her, kissing her, wanting her, and loving her.

His lips continue to travel south while his expert fingers are rimming around her opening. "You're wet for me, my love." he whispers with his shaky voice.

"Always, for you." She is gripping the sheets as she savors the sensation that is taking over her entire being.

Edward starts to push and pull out his fingers, savoring the snugness and wetness surrounding his fingers.

"Ahh.. Edward." Maymay moans his name. "Deeper, please"

Edward pushes his finger deeper.

She circles her hips against his expert fingers in response.