She straddled him, nearly losing all her breath as she felt Edge's tongue sliding into her mouth, exploring it.
Edge lowered his hands to Lita's waist, trying to untie the sash of her robe almost urgently, and he groaned with pleasure at the realization that she was naked underneath the garment. The delicate fabric slid away from her body sensuously, and he allowed his eyes to scan over her nude form, moaning a bit as he felt her small hands under his shirt again. There was lust in her hazel eyes as she reached for his leather pants, unbuttoning them quickly.
The redhead bit her lip as her hand brushed against him, and she gasped as she realized his length and hardness - he was pressing up against the ungiving fabric, and she guessed it had to hurt. In a hurry, she unzippered the trousers, and the blond man moved so she could strip them off of him. Afterward, the diva turned her attention to Edge's shirt, her fingers nearly trembling with urgent anticipation as she undid the buttons.
When she was done with that, the Canadian shrugged out of his shirt, then focused his attention on his briefs, yanking them off. Once he was out of them, he nearly tackled the woman so that she was on her back on the bed, his lips instantly and hungrily meeting hers.
The sensation was so erotic, and nearly dizzying. Lita raised her hands to Edge's head, twining her fingers into his long blond curls, her legs instantly wrapping around his waist. Oh, God... She'd been unable to get her mind off of him all night.
Edge lowered his hand between them, and the redhead gasped again as he suddenly plunged into her, and a pained expression took form on her face.
"Lita! Lita!" the blond man exclaimed with worry. "Am I hurting you?" He was terrified that he was doing exactly that.
She shook her head almost furiously as she gazed up into his emerald eyes, her hazel orbs slightly glazed over with passion. "No...Not at all."
He was relieved to know that she wasn't in pain, and then, to his surprise, the young woman reached behind him and gripped his buttocks, directing him.
Edge took her cue and began to pump in and out of her body slowly at first, then faster as time went on. She moved a bit beneath him, grinding her hips against him, and he reached down with one hand for one of hers. She gripped him tightly, not letting go as they continued to move together in an almost synchronic rhythm.
After a few minutes, the redhead's lovely brow creased as she suddenly came, and she held more tightly to the blond man, crying out his name.
"Oh, God..." Edge felt himself going over as well as he gazed down into her beautiful face. Seeing her ecstasy was enough to bring him to the same place, and he released himself deep within her, moaning as he did so.
After it was over, the tall blond man lay on his back against the pillows, drawing the redhead against him. She clung to him, a smile of satisfaction on her face.
"Mmm...That was amazing."
Edge rolled over onto his side to come face-to-face with her. Fully sated, he gazed into her hazel eyes, a soft smile on his handsome face.
"It totally was," he agreed, raising his hand to caress her long auburn hair, smoothing it off of her face. He gazed at her tenderly, a feeling of amazement coming over him at what they'd just done - again. However, because they hadn't been drunk, he thought this time had been about a thousand times better than the previous night.
Edge felt a tugging on his heartstrings as he continued to gaze at Lita, happy for all the pleasure he'd given her. She was still grinning, and it made him grin ear-to-ear.
"I'm glad you changed your mind," he said softly, still gazing into her eyes, his hand still caressing her cheek.
The redhead immediately knew the blond man was referring to his request that they give it a shot together. Her smile grew smaller as she leaned forward pressing a hand to his cheek and kissing him.
Edge held her to him as he fervently kissed her back. For the first time, he felt grateful that Christian had locked him out of their room the night before...