Free Get There: (Originally Published in the Print Anthology a RED HOT VALENTINE'S DAY) by Megan Hart

he should. He let Edie go first.
    She let out a low, breathless gasp and whirled. “Ty!”
    He had no question about if she liked his present this time. He’d known she would the moment he saw the matching twin beds in the back of the shop. Curved blond wood with an inlaid pattern, they matched Edie’s Art Deco waterfall-design armoire and dresser almost perfectly. And, pushed together and attached with a couple handy bolts and screws, they were just the right size to hold a king-sized mattress and box spring.
    Edie touched the curved footboard. “How? I’ve been looking forever for a matching bed frame. They didn’t make them king-sized back then.”
    He explained, even bending to show her the places he’d attached the frames. Edie sat on the bed and pulled him down with her, catching his chin to bring his face to hers. Ty stopped his description of the size of the bolts he’d used in mid-syllable.
    “You are the most amazing man.” Edie smoothed her fingertips over the simple white flannel sheets he’d bought.
    “Anyone could have put them together,” he said.
    Edie shook her head. “But not everyone would.”
    He still almost couldn’t believe she was really there with him, after all the months stealing moments on the phone or online. Her mouth tasted real. Her skin, soft beneath his fingertips, felt real. Her hair, when it brushed the back of his hand, was real too.
    She put her arms around his neck, drawing him down onto the soft, clean sheets. His body settled naturally into the space she made for him between her legs. Her shirt had ridden up, so her bare knees nudged his hips above his jeans, and Ty wished neither of them had bothered getting even partly dressed.
    She pushed his shoulder to roll him over and ended up on top, her hands flat on his chest. Her fingers curled in his chest hair and she leaned forward to brush her lips on his. Before he could capture her mouth, she’d moved down, over his neck and to his chest. When she slid her tongue over his nipple, Ty tensed.
    Edie looked up at him with a wicked grin. “ Mmmm. Did we miss dessert?”
    “I sort of thought you had a box of candy for me in the car.”
    She gave his nipple another experimental lick, and his cock started to fill. “Would you like me to go get your present now? Or can you wait a bit longer?”
    She bared her teeth and took his flesh between them as Ty drew in a hissing breath. His prick thickened in his jeans and Edie smiled at him again as her hand wandered down to give him a squeeze through the denim. In the next moment, she’d unzipped him and moved her body down the length of his.
    “No waiting,” Ty managed to say just as she reached in to take his cock in her hand.
    “I didn’t think so.” Edie stroked him, then urged him to lift his hips so she could push down his jeans. She made a happy noise low in her throat when she was able to free him.
    Ty made a happy noise of his own when she took him in her mouth. She sucked the head of his cock gently for a minute, then left him to pull his jeans off the rest of the way. The T-shirt went over her head next, tossed to the floor, and Ty groaned at the sight of her gorgeous breasts. Edie licked her mouth, her gaze fixed on his, then she took his prick in her hand and stroked upward, slowly.
    With her other hand she toyed with her nipples, pinching and stroking. Her tongue crept out again to swipe along her lips as she looked down at his cock in her curled fingers. She licked her fingertips and painted her nipples with wetness, then did the same to the head of his cock. She bent her head to blow hot breath along the wetness, and his hips thrust upward toward her waiting mouth.
    Edie gripped him at the base and shook her head. “Not so fast.”
    Her tongue came out to taste him, flicking the rim of his cockhead, and Ty bit back a groan but stayed still. Edie, still wearing her panties, straddled his leg. The heat of her cunt pressed his calf as she rubbed herself along him