Page 97 of Queen’s Gambit

“Mark me,” I ordered.

I loved that he didn’t deny me what I wanted. He sucked on the spot low on my throat, his tongue teasing my skin and pushing my feverish mind further into the deep end.

“I need you, Eddie, right now,” I managed to say through the fog of my brain as he pulled his shirt off and dropped it to the floor.

Eddie was incredible. His shoulders were wider, and his chest was deeply cut with muscle that trailed all the way down to a washboard set of abs and an Adonis V that made my mouth water. God, I wanted to paint him.

Cupping my face, he kissed me again, more desperate this time. I could feel him losing control through our touch as I unbuckled his belt and yanked open the front of his pants.

“I swear that before we leave this place, I’m going to fuck you on every piece of furniture at least twice,” he said, grabbing my ass and pulling me up his body.

I smirked, wanting nothing more than for him to do just that. The short, flowy skirt I’d chosen to wear rode up over my hips, and I moaned as his cock nudged against me.

“I love this outfit,” he growled.

“Did you do what we talked about,” I asked, gasping as he moved my underwear out of the way and teased me with the tip of his cock.

“Which request are you referring to,” he asked, and my face burned hotter. He slipped inside but pulled back out as he lifted a brow at me.

“The not touching yourself one,” I said, biting my lip.

“Two whole weeks. Two very…very….”

He pushed in a little again, making me moan before drawing away. Eddie was driving me mad.

“Very, very long weeks of laying in my bed, thinking of you, and not touching myself. I’ve learned to love a cold shower. You certainly know how to torture a man,” Eddie said. I smiled and whined as he teased me again.

“I’m sorry, it was necessary, but you get to make up for it now. Take me, Eddie, please fuck me.”

I tried to hold back the scream as he flexed his hips, pushing in deeper. I had a toy that I liked to use when we chatted on the phone, but nothing compared to him.

“Fuck,” Eddie grunted as he filled me up. “Holy, fuck, fuck, fuck. So hot and wet…I can jerk off for an hour and stay rock hard without coming, but two seconds inside you and I want to explode.”

“Do it. Fuck me hard. Use me. I want it.”

His body shuddered, and with a groan that was more growl, he pounded into me, pushing me up against the wall, and nothing had ever felt so good. I’d been on the edge just thinking about seeing him the entire nine-hour flight here, and now that he was fucking me, I was lost.

“Fuck, you feel incredible,” he whispered into my ear, and that was all I could handle.

With a silent scream, my nails dug into his shoulders as I came.

“Yes, that’s it, Ana, come all over me,” he ordered, and my body was all too happy to comply.

The next orgasm was rising fast as I writhed in his arms. Eddie’s teeth grazed the skin on my neck all the way down to my shoulder.

“Do it, Ana. Come on, my cock again. Show me how much you want me.”

“Eddie…I’m so close. Yes…right there,” I wailed, arching as I came a second time. This release was far more intense. I froze as the pleasure tortured my body in the most delicious ways.

“Fuck, yes…that’s it…fuck, I’m coming,” Eddie groaned.

His jaw was clenched as he slammed into me hard and held me still. I could feel his release as he came inside me, and I wanted it all. I wanted every last drop.

“Shit, that was amazing.”

Eddie stumbled back, taking me with him, but he impressively stayed upright. When I was positive he was finished, I slid down his body and faced the wall. With a quick move, I kicked my feet up over my head in a handstand.

Eddie squatted down and stared at me.