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Her voice is breathless with want, and it just makes me harder. I thrust against her, my cock bumping against her core. I can’t really feel anything besides my own damp sweats, but I know she’s hot… probably soaking wet, quivering, needy…
Easing her back down, I kiss her again, spinning us both so I can walk us toward the bed. She goes easily, trusting and pliant, as I put my hand against the small of her back and urge her to lean down. She hits the mattress in a slow fall, and I look at her as she’s laid out on my messy comforter.
My breath catches in my chest because she really is one of the most beautiful women I have ever seen. I’ve never really given my taste a lot of thought. My mother liked to play matchmaker while I was growing up, and all of my girlfriends came from a select dating pool.
Eden doesn’t fit the description of any of them. She’s a little wild and rough around the edges, and she doesn’t give a shit.
And yeah… it’s working for me.
I feel a slight pang in my gut that we can’t have anything more than this, but I know I’m going to hold these memories forever.
Eden starts to squirm a little as I stare at her, so I take the hem of her shirt and gently pull it toward her breasts. Her breathing is a little shallow—probably nervous, but that’s not what I want. I want her to understand just how fucking overwhelmed I am by how gorgeous she is.
I want to take my time with her and unravel her bit by bit.
I graze my thumb against the underside of her left breast, then lift the shirt to her collarbone and lean in. She groans as my lips touch the spot just above her navel, and then I kiss upward, palming her right tit and dragging my tongue along the nipple of the other. She gasps, which turns into a moan as I close my lips around the peaked nub, and she arches against me.
I slot one leg between her thighs again, and my hand drags down to her hip, curling my fingers into the waistband of the sweats. “Yes?”
She nods. “Yes. But you too,” she adds, as if there’s any way in hell I’m not getting naked with this woman.
I sit back, my eyes fixed on her nipple where it’s hard and shining with my spit. I rub my thumb over it, making her writhe a little before I reach behind me and pull my own shirt off. I get just a single pulse of self-consciousness because I don’t have the fit body I did when I was in the army.
I’m a little softer in the middle, and my chest is lined with scars and thick hair. And god, it’s been a long time since someone’s seen me like this.
Eden stares, but before I can second-guess her expression, she lifts a hand and drags her nails through my chest hair. “Fuck, you are so hot.”
I flush from chest to neck and start to shake my head, but there are better things to do than argue with her about the way I look. I give her a slightly wolfish grin, then grab her waistband again and pull. I think, just for a second, she might be coy and pretend to resist me, but she doesn’t. She just lifts her hips and lets the fabric slide over her ass.
As I drop it to the floor, she sits halfway up and pulls her shirt the rest of the way off, and then she lies back, and I take her naked body in.
Fuck.
My dick gives a hard throb as I trace lines down the sides of her waist and her hips. My palm rests over her lower stomach, feeling the warmth of her, the softness. There’s a slight hint of doubt in her eyes, but it’s quickly replaced with desire as I reach under her and palm her ass, then lean in so I can kiss the insides of her thighs.
She gasps and grips my hair, urging me closer to where she wants me most. It’s not a hard ask, really. My mouth is already watering in the anticipation of tasting her. With one hand, I bend her knee a little farther, then push it wider, and the dark lips of her center widen.
She’s wet, and I can smell her, the rich musk so fucking feminine and enticing. I reach up with a trembling hand and graze the tip of my finger over her swollen clit, and I thrust my dick against the bed when she groans deep in her chest.
“Maddox, shit. Please,” she begs.
God, I want to hear that for the rest of my life.
I lick my fingers, then increase the pressure, rubbing her clit in slow circles. I’m close enough to see her entrance get wetter, and I let my thumb drift down, toying with her opening.
“Yeah?” I ask.
She grunts and tries to sink lower on that digit, so I push it in further and let her clench around me. She’s so fucking tight—so hot, so wet, so needy. And even when her voice is nothing but soft moans and quiet gasps, her body is demanding in what it wants.
And my god, I am going to give her everything.
Pulling my hand away, I grip the insides of her knees, then push them wide as I settle more firmly between her legs. She sits halfway up on her elbows, and when she realizes what I’m about to do, she flops back and covers her face with one hand.
“Maddox?”
“Eden,” I echo back.
She laughs and wiggles her hips. “Please.”
