“Oh yes.” She’s resting with her left cheek on the bed, so I can see her eyes are closed and her mouth slightly open. “Babe, that is intense.”
“Good.” I knead the back of her thighs and calves through the hose until her breathing becomes so even, I’m afraid she’s going to fall asleep. That is the opposite of what I want. I move up to her waist and push the hem of her blouse up so the waistband of her hose is exposed. Then I start kissing her lower back, flicking my tongue along her bare skin. She moans and wiggles her hips in response, so I add a little teeth.
I nip at her soft, hot skin and try to grab a bit of the fabric between my teeth, but I end up cracking up and giving in. “All right, I may need to take these off, not bite them off.”
Eden lifts her head and says in a soft whisper, “I want them off.”
A feral growl works its way from my chest to my lips. “Turn over.”
She rolls onto her back and unbuttons her blouse, exposing the modest petal-pink bra underneath.
“Shirt off,” I demand, and still lying back, she works her arms out of the sleeves. “Show me your gorgeous breasts.”
She nudges the thin satin bra cups past her nipples, the erect peaks stiff and pink. My mouth waters to taste them, but first, I have plans for these hose.
I climb onto the bed and sit between her legs, reaching for the nylons. I make quick work of them and toss them to the floor before I settle my face between her thighs.
I turn my head and kiss her inner thigh, squeezing her thick legs with my hands while working her tender skin with my mouth.
Her breathing is ragged and she’s trying to bend her knees, but I use my palms to open her legs as wide as they can go.
I lower my mouth and suck hard, drawing her soft skin into my mouth.
I dip two fingers in my mouth to wet them, then make a V-shape with my fingers and stroke her outer lips.
“V,” she breathes, clutching the comforter in her hands. “I need you inside me.” And then she’s gone before I can protest.
She hustles from the bed to the bathroom, opens and closes a drawer, and then comes back with a condom already out of the foil. She rolls it over my dick, then strokes my balls lightly with her nails.
“Eden…” I pant.
She smiles and straddles my legs and lowers herself onto my cock. We both moan as I enter her, the feeling as perfect and delicious as ever.
Arousal weakens my hands and knees, and I just lie there, my back against the pillows, while Eden grips my shoulders with her hands and grinds on my cock with long, sensual movements of her belly and hips.
I open my eyes to watch her, her chest flushed pink, her nipples still hard and exposed over the bra cups. I feel a tightening deep in my gut, and I can hardly keep my eyes open, the pleasure is so, so good. Eden’s movements are sexy and slow until she whimpers and starts working her hips so fast and rhythmically, we’re banging the bed frame against the wall.
But then, just as she arches her back and cries out, both of our phones ping at once with the distinctive chime of the home security system.
She clamps her lips closed and rides out her climax, then drops forward and whispers in my ear, “Hurry, babe. Fuck me hard.”
She doesn’t need to say another word of invitation. I grip her hips to hold her in place and pound into her as fast as I can. Within seconds, I’m falling over the edge and spilling inside the condom, my breathing rapid and my hair falling forward into my eyes.
“We need more of these afternoons,” I grunt as she climbs off me, taking the condom with her.
“Let’s not tell anyone I got fired. At least until we have one more morning to ourselves. Deal?”
I lean forward and grab her arm, pulling her back toward the bed so I can kiss her. “Deal, baby. Now, get rid of that, and let’s get changed before my ma comes up here looking for us.”
She giggles and hustles off to the bathroom. I grab my phone and send my ma a text, not at all willing to trust that she won’t run up here to say hello since both our cars are outside.
Me: Remember the other day when I walked in on you and Pops in the kitchen? Unless you’re in the mood for paybacks, keep Junie downstairs for about five more minutes.
I immediately get a text back with a load of smiley face and mind-blown emojis. I just grin because she’s exactly right. That’s exactly how I feel. And I have never, ever been happier.
EPILOGUE
EDEN
