~𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙩𝙖𝙞𝙣𝙨 𝙨𝙤𝙢𝙚 𝙢𝙖𝙩𝙪𝙧𝙚 𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙣𝙩~

The sky is pitch black by the time Ed anchors the yacht some way out into the ocean. Far enough away from the mainland so that we can't hear any noise, but close enough so that we can still see the lights of all the houses and shops and restaurants shining out into the darkness.

Looking up, I see that the sky is clear, but the stars that I saw when I was out here the other night have yet to appear.

"Ed?" I ask, stepping up onto the top deck beside him.

"Yeah?" He turns to me, a huge grin on his face.

"What?" I frown at him, "Have I got something on my face or something?"

"No, not at all." He chuckles, stepping closer to me so that his arms wrap around my waist, "I'm just staring at your beautiful face."

I blush, "Thanks, I guess."

"You're very welcome." He presses his lips against mine, soft at first, followed by my hands sliding through his hair.

Then, almost all of a sudden, things between us intensify—and Ed kisses me hard and more forcefully than before. His hands slide down my lower back to my butt, pressing me against his body as I gasp for air.

"Ed," I breathe, whispering in his ear as he leaves a trail of hot kisses down my neck, "You're making me really—"

"Wet?" He butts in, sucking lightly on my neck.

"I was gonna say really dizzy." I laugh, "But that too, yeah."

He kisses me once more, before pulling back, his strong hands leaving my butt.

"Do you want to sit down?" He asks, running a hand through my tangled hair.

I'm staring into his eyes, his gorgeous sea-green eyes reeling me in like a fish on a line. His tousled half-light blonde, half-dark blonde hair, his strong jawline, his tanned skin—he's so attractive and divine my knees are going weak from just looking at him.

And the thought of what might happen between us tonight...

A hot, sensual shiver runs through my body at the mere thought...imagine how much of a mess I'll be when it comes down to it...

"Skye?" Ed checks, "Are you still dizzy?"

Leaning with my back against his chest and looking up at the dark night sky, I sigh happily, "No, but that doesn't mean I want to stay up here on the top deck all night, as lovely as it is."

"Where are you suggesting we go, then?" He's teasing me now—pure and utter teasing; he nuzzles into the side of my neck, lightly kissing and sucking my skin.

"Your bed!" I exclaim, turning around to him before I can come undone on the deck.

"With pleasure." He smirks at me, before picking me up bridal style, and carrying me down the stairs to the lower deck.

I smile up at him, my heart bursting with love.

I didn't know it was possible to fall for someone this quick, this hard...

He sets me back on my feet when we're in his room.

"Have you ever...you know...slept with other girls here before?" I ask, nervous all of a sudden, fiddling slightly.

He sits down on the edge of his bed, frowning slightly at me, "Does it matter?"

I swallow, of course not.

"Come here, Skye." He reaches his hands out towards me, and I walk to him, linking my hands in his, as he looks up at me, "I have never slept with a girl here before, and that's saying something considering my teenage years were pretty wild."

I roll my eyes, but don't say anything, letting him continue.

"But my point is," He continues, "No girl has ever been special enough for that."

"Not even Madison?" I raise an eyebrow.

"Not even Madison." Ed reaffirms, "I love you, Skye Jameson, and you're crazy if you don't realise that."

"I love you too." I smile down at him, before planting a kiss on the top of his head. Then I flop down onto the bed, getting comfy underneath the covers, before mumbling, "Night."

"Woah, woah, woah!" Ed's beyond confused, "You've been teasing me all day, and now you're going to sleep?! It's not even late."

I roll over, beaming up at him, "Join me."

Ed raises an eyebrow at me, but slides underneath the covers with me.

I fumble around on the light switch on the wall, until the main bright lights are out, and some darker, orangey, ambient lamps are left on.

For a few minutes, we just lie there—listening to the sound of one another's breathing, and being completely relaxed and comfortable in each other's company.

"You're not going to sleep, are you?" Ed checks after I let my eyes slid shut.

"Hmm, no." I hum in response, but I'm just so comfortable...

"Skye, I need to tell you something." He says in a very serious, forward tone.

My eyes snap right open, and I turn to face him, "What is it?"

"I love you so much." He whispers, before kissing my lips gently, "And if you let me, I'll show you how much."

"I love you too." I mutter back, biting on my bottom lip as I feel my core heat up at his words.

"Let me love your body." He mutters to me, before kissing me harder and more passionately.

His tongue eagerly slips into my mouth, and we move around in the bed so that his body is hovering on top of mine, and then his hands start exploring.

He unties my vest, and I pull it over my head.

I undo his shirt buttons and he ease his shirt off his shoulders.

Slowly, yet with a sure sense of building passion, we undress each other—until we're only left in our underwear—and we're revelling in the proximity between us.

Ed's kisses speed up and intensify, leaving my lips and tracing down my neck...

"You're so beautiful." He's low voice rumbles as his hands follow the curves of my body.

I'm so ready to give all of myself to him, is the only thing I can think.

"Ed..." My eyes flutter shut, as his hands caress my breasts, my breath quickening.

"Yeah, Skye?"

I open my eyes and hold his face with both of my hands, staring into his sea-green eyes, "I love you so, so much..."

"Why does it feel like there's a 'but' coming?" He cocks his head at me, "If you don't want to do this, we don't have to."

Rolling my eyes, I push him off me, so that his back lands against the bed. He frowns, eyes quizzical until he realises what's going on as I climb into his lap.

"There's no 'but' coming." I grin at him, stroking my hands down his abs, as his hands trace up the back of my thighs to my butt and I feel him getting harder underneath me.

I bite my lip and my thighs clench together; I can feel the pressure building between my legs.

And, damn, I want him so bad.

Leaning down, I kiss his lips—something which I don't ever think I could get bored of—sucking and biting on his bottom lip, moving my body against his crotch all the while.

Ed groans, his head rolling back onto the pillows, and I know I'm doing something right.

Teasingly, I lean forwards and whisper in his ear, "You like that, baby?"

His eyes don't open as he mutters back, "You have no idea, babe. No idea at all."

"I think I have some idea." I giggle at him as I move my hand to stroke against the evidence of his excitement.

"You, Skye Jameson," He opens his eyes, sitting up and staring right at my face, "You are driving me crazy."

Ed rolls us over again, and before I know it, he's kissing down my stomach, our legs tangling together, and a sudden feeling of doubt hits me. I'm trying not to hold back, but it's been so long since I've been with somebody in this way—I don't want it all to fall apart.

"Ed." I screw my eyes up tight before opening them again, and seeing his face above mine, searching my eyes, looking deep into my soul...or so it seems.

"Yeah?" He presses a quick kiss to my cheek.

"It's been a while since...you know." I shift, suddenly uncomfortable, "I've just not been this intimate with anybody for a long time."

"So, you don't want to?" He asks, and I love how caring and attentive he's being to me about this.

"No," I grab hold of his strong arm, "No, I really, really want to. I just..." I close my eyes and blurt out, "Don't-know-how-good-I'll-be-and-I-don't-want-to-disappoint-you."

"Skye," His tone is soft, "You could never disappoint me. I love you too much for that."

I nod, "I trust you."

"And I trust you too." He smiles back, before repeating, "And we don't have to do this if you don't want t—"

"I'm beginning to think maybe you're the one that doesn't want to do this?" I tilt my head to one side.

"I want to do this." He reaffirms strongly, spreading my legs with a gently push against my knees—before he presses his underwear-clad firmness against my underwear-clad heat, and I'm wishing that neither of us are underwear-clad.

"I want to do this too." I reaffirm, just as strongly.

Ed's face splits into a huge grin, "I love you."

"I love you too." I respond, grinning as well.

And then Ed's kissing down my body again, and he's sliding off my panties, and he's gently sliding his fingers into my heat.

My back arches up at the feeling, and my chest heaves as I try to catch my breath, my eyes rolling to the back of my head with arousal.

Then Ed's sliding off his underwear and shit, he's big.

"Do you have a—?" I begin.

"Yeah." He finishes, leaning over me to the bedside draws.

Then he's slowly, gently easing himself into me, and I'm trying to spread my legs as wide as possible; shit, he's big.

It literally feels like heaven on earth, and I am complete with him—we're reaching a whole new level of connectedness.

"I love you." I mutter against his lips as he continues moving his body with mine; it's almost like we're moving in sync.

"I love you more, babe." He responds, and from his flushed face I can tell that he is savouring this as much as I am. It's bliss, pure bliss.

In between the sounds of our hot breath and the occasional moan from both of us, a song makes its way into my head, and like with most of the songs I associate with Ed, it fits perfectly.

You can be my guiding light
Keep me
Company in the night
That's all I need

All I want
Is for you to stay a little longer now
With arms around me
Like a border

Like the air I breathe
I let you in
Keep me warm underneath my skin
'Cause I'm

Giving in
To your touch
I can never get enough
Dive in deep
Into your ocean...

Our sex—no—our love-making seems to last forever, and by the time Ed leaves the space between my legs, my head is spinning and I feel so, utterly complete.

So complete and so in love...

After disposing of the condom, Ed joins me back in bed, peppering my shoulders with sweet, little kisses as we spoon.

"That was..." I turn to face him, hooking my top leg over his body, "Incredible."

"I know." He presses his forehead against mine, "You were so good."

"Pfft, please!" I roll my eyes, laughing slightly, "I literally did nothing."

"Skye, if you did nothing, then I wouldn't have been turned on enough to make love with you."

He sees it that way as well. My heart warms.

"Besides," He smirks, "I'm sure there will be plenty more times to come for you to be take control."

"You were so good." I poke him in the chest, smiling all the while, "And I'll never forget that."

"Never forget that I'm good in bed?" Ed frowns, joking and laughing.

"No!" I laugh, "I'll never forget our love-making."

"I'm so glad you see as more than just sex as well." He leans his forehead against mine again.

"Me too." I whisper, wanting to stay up with him all night, just talking.

Then I yawn.

"Are you tired, my gorgeous girl?" Ed caresses the side of my face.

"Only a little." I smile sleepily.

"Come here." He smiles back, and then gently manoeuvres me so that I'm lying with my back pressed against his chest, "Is that comfortable?"

"Yes." I stretch out a little, my back arching—accidentally brushing Ed's manhood with my butt.

Oops.

"I better put some pants on." Ed smirks, "Otherwise we'll never get to sleep."

"You're really that turned on by me?" I stifle a yawn.

"Yup." He pulls on his underwear, "Although you're hardly innocent in this game for two—you were really turned on as well."

Ironically, his words turn me on again, as he whispered them seductively in my ear, his breath brushing my skin.

"Goodnight Thaddeus." I sigh, getting comfortable in his bed.

"You know I don't usually like it when people call me that, right?" He checks.

"Mmhmm." I hum back, struggling to stay awake.

"It actually sounds quite nice when you say it." He tells me.

"Okay, Thaddeus." My eyes as practically glued shut by now, "I love you, babe."

"I love you too, Skye." He replies, also drifting off.

I hear him reach up and turn those soft, orangey lights off.

And even though we're in the darkness, we're also in the light—it doesn't matter that the lights are off, because we've got each other.

Thaddeus Reiley, you are my saviour; you are my guiding light.