I moved behind her and slid my hands up the outside of her thighs, then over her belly until I was cupping her breasts, my chin on her shoulder to watch us in the mirror. She arched back against me, filling my hands, displaying all that beauty for us both to observe.
Then I released one breast to reach behind me, turned on the first vibrator, and set it between her legs.
One after another, I wrung at least one more orgasm from her with each toy, until I couldn’t stand another minute of not being inside her. I guided her down to her hands and knees, rolled on a condom, and buried myself inside her before the last orgasm had faded.
Each ripple of her muscles threatened to demolish my self-control, but I held out as I reached for the wand again. Thrusting slowly, lazy but deep, I curled my body over hers so I could press it to her clit.
A low moan escaped her throat as her hips jerked at the contact.
“Go on,” I growled in her ear. “You know what I want, Eden. Give it to me.”
She sobbed my name, but her muscles clenched and quivered around me, and I knew she was close. So close. I wanted to push her over the edge one more time before giving into my own body’s demands.
“Milo,” she whimpered, those sexy goddamn heels pressing harder against the outside of my thighs.
“One more. You can do it.”
Her back arched as she came hard one last time, pulsing so tight around me that I had to grit my teeth in order to hold out.
“That’s it, just like that. My beautiful, sweet Eden.”
Even if I hadn’t been used to giving it, the way she responded to that gentle praise, even more than the dirty encouragement that turned her on so readily, would have kept me offering it. Ifelt her reaction, from the way her muscles clenched around me to the purr of pleasure that rumbled in her throat.
Tossing the toy aside, I continued gliding in and out, slow but steady, murmuring soft words in her ear and against her skin, until I finally picked up the pace. Her body continued to ripple around me as I thrust harder, faster, soaking in her whimpers and moans as she rocked her hips back to meet each one.
When I couldn’t hold out any longer, I planted myself deep, came so intensely my vision blurred at the edges, and collapsed carefully over her.
Eden turned her head to smile at me and breathlessly mumbled, “I take it you liked my choices.”
“Fuck, yes. When’s the next party?”
Beneath me, her body shook with laughter. I reluctantly untangled our limbs, unbuckling her shoes before I shifted her up toward the pillows and pulled her into my arms.
“I could sleep for a week,” she said, her words muffled against my throat.
“That sounds like a good plan, as long as it’s in my bed. I’m sure the town will understand if we have to close both stores for recovery time.”
Eden snuggled closer. Just when I thought she might have drifted off to sleep, she sighed, her breath tickling my skin. “Set a date with your parents for dinner, okay?”
“Baby, I told you, it’s fine if we wait.”
“I want to meet them,” she replied.
The statement was firm, resolute, so I kissed the top of her head and said, “Okay. I’ll set it up.”
“But let’s not pull out the body powder the night before we have dinner with them.”
I laughed, my arms tightening around her. “That’s probably for the best.”
“Thank you,” she whispered, relaxing against my side. “Thank you for being awesome.”
“My sweet Eden. Whatever you need, I’ll make it happen. I hope you know that by now.”
As she settled into my side, her body soft and loose after our marathon evening, my mind quieted until a single thought remained.
Eden was definitely The One.
Chapter Twenty-Two
