Chapter 9 He had been winning the battle but losing the war.  He could no more stay away from her than he could try and breathe without oxygen.  He had been fooling himself.  She was everything he wanted, beautiful, smart, caring, and a survivor.  These were the attributes that drew him to her like a butterfly to an exquisitely open and welcoming flower.Only he hadn’t realized how open she was to him.“Oh God!” she cried out, as he went down on her.They had spent the last week moving her into his house.  Every night she had spent the night under his roof had been bloody hell on his body.  All night long he jerked off to the thought of her lying naked in the bed next door.  Although it was mere speculation on his part that she slept naked.The nightshirt she wore was skimpy and it seemed like every time he looked at her it was riding up giving him a tantalizing peek of her white cotton panties.  Tonight he couldn’t take it anymore.As she walked by him to go into the kitchen he grabbed her while sitting at the dining room table.  Pushing the dinner dishes away, he planted her ass on the table, her legs spread open to accommodate his torso.  He pushed in close to her and captured her wide-eyes expression of surprise with his hooded gaze of need.Grabbing her panties he ripped them off of her.  She gasped in shock.  Her knees closed as her feet found support of the arms of the chair he sat in.  He wouldn’t force her.  She would have to decide to let him in.  All he could do was stare at her with all his desire for her.She had wondered when he would approach her.  She had almost given up, thinking his presence was merely platonic.  But then she would catch him looking at her with such need it made her breathless.  Yet he did nothing but look at her, until tonight …She stared at him realizing that she would have to offer the next invitation.  He let her know what he wanted – her pussy as his next meal.  Now she had to decide whether or not to feed him.Slowly she opened her knees to him.  When his eyes looked at her splayed out for him, she closed her eyes in relief as he growled with longing.  He didn’t think she was disgusting.“It’s only me baby doll,” he soothed when she startled at his first touch on her petals.  Opening her eyes she watched him explore her with his fingers and eyes.  No man had ever been so rapt in his attention to her body.She whimpered when he touched her clit.  Her eyes closed again and her lips parted in order to take in more oxygen.“Oh,” she whispered as he rubbed gently on her small bundle of nerves.  As he sped up his fingers, she began to squirm on the table.  His other hand gripped her hip tightly to impede her movements.  “Master Edward!” she cried out as a sudden ache of pleasure washed over her.Before she knew what was happening, he had pushed his chair out and was laving her red, engorged shaved pussy with his hot tongue.  His tongue pushed inside of her tight entrance.  He groaned with finally being able to taste her musky but also slightly sweet flavor.  For a month he had denied himself this luxury.  He couldn’t remember at that moment why he had.He needed this woman so much he trembled inside his skin.  There was no way she was getting away from him.  If he had to ask Jace to be his mentor in dominating a woman he would do so.  He could accomplish anything for her.Her back arched when she felt him fingering her clit and entering her.  He managed to catch her before she fell back onto the table.  Instead he lowered her down gently.  He continued to lap at her weeping pussy.As he worked her clit faster with his fingers, he opened his mouth to receive her every drop of honey.“Master!” she screamed as she climaxed.  He buried his face in her pussy taking in all she had to give.  He growled with satisfaction, his sound reverberating through her cunt and making her come again.Lisette had never before had an orgasm.  This adrenaline inducing feeling of falling off a cliff almost made her pass out from the rush of chemicals released in her body.  If she had known sex could be like this, she wouldn’t have remained asexual for most of her life.  But with only her stepfather as an example, she had given up on ever having sex with anybody.Now she craved it with every molecule of her being.  She needed Edward and his dick.  His tongue was great but something told her his cock would be magnificent.When she regained her breath somewhat, she looked up at him.  He stared down at her standing between her legs, hips lodged there.  She could feel his hardness pushing against her hotness.His gaze was intense bordering on psychotic.  Yet she couldn’t look away from him.  She was causing that psychosis in him.  She was driving him wild with need and passion.  No man other than her stepdad had wanted her like Edward wanted her right then.  She wasn’t about to turn him away.
So when he grabbed the back of her neck and pulled her up into a sitting position, she let him handle her possessively.  Slipping an arm under her knees, he picked her up and carried her upstairs to the master bedroom all the while never looking away from her.