(see what happens between lunch with Karen's family, and when she and Edward get home to find Karen's nemesis on her doorstep)
Fifteen minutes later, Karen steered the car down Hart’s Road, towards the local quarry.
“Where are you taking me?” Edward said, watching her with that grin of his that drove her crazy for him.
“Somewhere I can have my wicked way with you,” she said, flashing a grin of her own.
“Well, that sounds promising.”
Just before they reached the locked gates of the quarry, Karen turned on to the old side road that led up into the hills behind it, but she didn’t go far. It too had a gate barring the way, but there was just enough room for her to turn the car around and put it in park.
Where they sat, they couldn’t be easily seen from the road. Eucalypt trees and scrub bordered them on either side, offering them a screen of privacy from prying eyes.
“No one will bother us here,” she said, killing the engine.
Edward unbuckled his seatbelt. “And how do you know that?”
“Because the quarry is shut on the weekends.” She unbuckled her seatbelt too and shifted to face Edward, thankful her small size allowed her to move so freely in the compact car. “And because it’s too early in the afternoon for the horny teenage brigade.”
“I see.” He shifted to face her as best he could in the little car and slid his arm along the back of her seat, played with the ends of her hair. “And how did you know to come here specifically?”
The answer forming in her mind made Karen bite her lip to stifle her laughter, but then she screwed up her nose and relented. “It’s possible Tim and I followed Eric and Dane when they brought girls here in high school.”
His hand tightened on her nape and pulled her closer. His lips flirted with hers as he spoke. “Oh? And you never came here with a boy?”
One shoulder lifted in a half-shrug and she stared up at him through the veil of her lashes. “Maybe once or twice with my boyfriend.”
“Yeah?” Edward pressed his mouth to hers in a teasing kiss before pulling back, his gaze hooded and heavy with lust.
“Yeah.” Karen stole another kiss as she reached for his belt buckle. “But he never got what you’re gunna get.”
“And what’s that?”
The purr of his zipper was followed by a soft masculine groan as Karen reached inside Edward’s jeans, slipped her hand under the waistband of his briefs and wrapped it around his hardening shaft. “This.”
She leaned down as Edward shifted in his seat, tilted his hips slightly to give her better access to his cock, then she wrapped her lips around the tip of him and sucked him down.
“Oh, fuck,” Edward groaned, his hand sliding into her hair, resting lightly on the back of her head as she bobbed up and down on his dick.
She loved the feel of his silky skin against her tongue, the hardness of the steel beneath it and the way it jerked in her hands. And she adored the guttural moans she drew from deep within him, loved knowing she had the power to make him make those lusty sounds and needy pleas.
“Fuck, baby. Jesus, yes.”
She pulled back and slipped her tongue around the head of his cock, teased the sensitive underside until Edward fisted his hand in her hair and yanked her head up.
He took a moment to calm his breathing, then asked, “How good is the handbrake on this thing?”
Karen grinned. “Why?”
“Because I need to be in you, baby, and there’s not enough room in here for what I have in mind.”
Thankfully the car was parked on relatively flat ground, because what Edward had in mind was to bend her over the curved surface of the boot and slip her panties off. He barely had the condom on before he was fucking her hard and fast, fingering her clit and telling her what a bad girl she was.
And she loved every second of it.
She loved it even more when he dragged her over to the big metal gate behind them and lifted her, wedging her between him and the gate.
“Wrap your legs around me,” he demanded, his voice a deep growl. “And hold on tight, because I’m not stopping until you scream my name.”
Doing as she was told, her breaths were heavy with lust and wanting, panting out of her like a bitch in heat. “Yes, Edward,” she whispered, staring into his dark blue eyes, desperately wishing he would kiss her.
As he slid back inside her, groaning as he filled her pussy with his delicious cock, her wish was granted. Edward slammed his mouth against hers and stole her breath.
Karen whimpered and moaned, their tongues stabbing at each other in a frenzy of need.
This was what she needed.
This was what she wanted.
Since they’d first fucked on Monday night, Edward had been so careful with her, making sure nothing would trigger her, and she appreciated his consideration more than he would ever know. But she knew him, trusted him, knew he would never do anything to hurt her.
Under the bad boy persona he projected to the world at large, he was actually quite sweet, and one hell of a sensual lover.
To say he’d been generous with the orgasms was an understatement.
But Karen liked her sex rough. She liked it hard and fast and dirty, and as sweet as the sex had been between them at first, she couldn’t be happier that Edward had finally let his bad boy out to play.
The last two days had been wild in bed. And now here they were, fucking up against a metal gate where anyone could happen to pass by and see them.
Excitement lit along her veins, the thrill of it, the possibility of getting caught adding to the magic of Edward’s thrusting hips and bruising grip, his fingers digging into her arse as he held her up.
She ran her hands over his biceps, felt the solid mass of them straining against his T-shirt, the strength of them turning her on even more than she already was. Fuck.
She wanted to come.
Needed to come.
But she needed some clit action to push her over that line.
Tucking one arm around Edward’s neck, she slid her free hand between their bodies and touched herself, circled her finger around the sensitive nub of nerves and flesh, spreading her wetness where she needed it most.
Edward dropped his head back and groaned. “Baby, I love it when you play with yourself. Your pussy tightens around my dick and it feels so fucking good.”
“You like that?” she whispered, her breathing coming in such short, sharp gasps, her voice had deserted her.
“You know I do.”
“Good, because—” She didn’t finish the thought. Her orgasm stole whatever she was going to say and translated it all into one word. “Edward!”
Her lover thrust up into her as she shattered all around him, until he too cried out, yelled her name and shuddered against her.
They waited until their breathing calmed again before he let her down, then he helped her step back into her panties and straighten her skirt before taking care of the condom and putting his cock away.
Then he held her, wrapped his arms around her and kissed her cheeks, her jaw, her mouth. Slowly, deeply.
“I meant what I said this morning, Karen. I love you.”
She opened her mouth to respond but no words came out.
Edward leaned his forehead against hers. “I know you’re not there yet, I know you need more time, but I need you to know I’ll wait.” He pulled back and searched her eyes. “I need you to understand, I’m not going anywhere. I’m here for the long haul. And if you decide this isn’t what you want, if you change your mind and only want to… to call me Teddy,” he said, the smile he plastered on doing nothing to hide the hurt, the longing in his dark eyes, “well, I’m here for that too.”
Karen reached up and cupped Edward’s cheek, stroked his stubbled jaw. She’d wanted to tell him how she felt that morning when he’d told her he loved her for the first time. She’d wanted to throw her arms around his neck and hold him tight, to never let him go. But she’d held back.
And she’d hurt him.
She’d seen it then and she saw it now, even as the words sat on the tip of her tongue, desperately wanting to take that leap into the next phase of their relationship, but everything was moving so fast. They’d flirted for five months, dated for one week and now they were making declarations of love?
Sharing her body was one thing. Sharing her heart was another entirely different thing. She couldn’t say it.
It was too fast.
Even for her.
But he’d said he’d wait. He’d said he was there for the long haul, that he wanted to be with her, have a future with her.
And that melted her heart even more than those three tiny words.
Edward was right. Karen did need more time, but she knew when the moment was right, she wouldn’t hesitate to tell him how she felt.
In the meantime, she leaned in and kissed him. Twisted her tongue around his and breathed his breath as though it were her own.
She had no idea how long they stayed like that, wrapped around each other, her fingers speared through his short hair, his hands on her arse, holding her close, grinding a fresh erection against her belly.
When they pulled apart again, Edward’s eyes had lost their wariness and his body felt less tense under her hands. “We should probably get back,” he said, his grin making a reappearance. “Before your dad thinks I’ve stolen his car as well as his daughter.”
“We wouldn’t want that,” she agreed, then thumbed over her shoulder at the driver’s seat. “Wanna drive?”
“I thought you’d never ask.” Within a minute, they were buckled in and the engine roared to life. “Now I’m going to show you what this baby can really do.”
Karen’s lips quirked as she slid her aviators into place. “Hit it, tiger.”