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“Then talking is for later. I have had a long day, and now I just want to do wicked things to you, and then fall asleep in your arms,” I say as my hand dives into his pants, and I hear him suck in a breath. His length is hot and heavy in my hand as his hands skirt up my thighs and cup my bare ass.
“Are you not wearing any underwear?” he asks, shocked.
“No, pretty boy. I am not.” He groans before leaning forward, slamming his lips to mine. I push his jeans and underwear down as best I can and stroke him, feeling him harden even more under my touch.
“You are killing me,” he mutters as his lips leave my mouth and trail down my jaw. I sit up a little, positioning myself closer to him.
“Condom is in my wallet.” I reach around to his back pocket and pry his wallet loose, grabbing out a condom and ripping it open with my teeth.
“I like your hands on me,” he moans as I sheath him. His hands move and open the few buttons on my dress before he whips the flimsy material off my body, leaving me completely naked. In contrast to him, who is still fully dressed, with just his pants undone.
“You were naked underneath this dress this whole time?” He bites his lip with a groan, leaning forward and taking a nipple into his mouth.
“Mm-hmm,” I hum as my hands run up his torso and delve into the back of his hair. Shimmying up his lap, he grabs my ass and pulls me up, and I position myself, ready to take him. I slide down, feeling him stretch me, the pleasure instant as I take him deep.
“You feel so good, Katie… like you were made just for me…” We both share a moan, and my breath gets caught in my chest at his words. Said so simply, yet it means so much. He lifts me back off him before I sink down again. I move then. His hands rest on my hips as I move up and down, bouncing on his lap, feeling like a stripper giving a lap dance. I grip on to the back of his chair as his hands run up my spine, holding my upper back.
“If this is the thanks I get for cooking you dinner, I’m fucking making it a three-course meal tomorrow night.” His hand slaps my ass cheek and grabs on to me, pulling my flesh as he grits his teeth.
“You like me bouncing on you, pretty boy?” I tease, my breathing becoming rapid. I have never been this sexually liberated before. Ever. I like making him come undone, making him moan for me.
“Only you,” he pants as the two of us get into our rhythm.
“This feels so good,” I say through a whimper, enjoying every moment. I feel alive. When I am with him, I don’t think about anything else. I feel his hand move from my back and trail around my hip before his fingers land on my clit and start to circle.
“Fuck, your tits are perfect, your ass is perfect, your fucking pussy is perfect.”
“Oh. Oh my,” I cry out, not prepared. The rush is almost instant. Just like it was this morning in the shower.
“You like that?” he asks, always making sure I am okay.
“I love it,” I say, panting, his fingers playing me perfectly as I continue to take him over and over.
My head falls back as our bodies mesh, and I start to whimper all over again.
“Eddie…” I whisper, not understanding how it feels so good and so different with him.
“I’ve got you, Katie,” he says quietly, looking at me as my eyes come back to meet his. A silent assurance runs between us. I feel it then. My orgasm rushes through me, and I clench into the back of his neck, my fingers delving into my favorite spot, the hair at his nape.
“Oh my… Eddie…” I groan out as I grind onto him. My orgasm is long, and I feel him coming right after me.
“Katie,” he groans in my neck, where his head falls as he thrusts up into me and chases his release, the two of us now breathless as I hold his head to my chest. I think about what is building between us. It happened so naturally yet took us both by surprise. I spot the heart diagram on the wall behind him. Then I realize why it is different.
I trust him. I trust him with everything, maybe including my heart.
CHAPTER TWENTY - EDDIE
As she sleeps next to me, I try not to wake her as my hand strums up and down her naked back. The secret I keep slowly eats away at me and my insides. I should have told her as soon as I kissed her. Now, we are practically joined at the hip, and she still doesn’t know.
I am such an asshole.
Her skin is soft under my touch. She is lying half on me, her legs tangled with mine. Her lips puff out, and I feel her warm breath skirt across my bare chest. She does this little half-snore thing, which sounds like a mix of a moan, a hiss, and a hiccup. I have never heard anything like it, and it is cute as hell.
I stare at the ceiling, deep in thought, as I realize I am completely fucked. She is a seductress, and I am totally in her web, and I have no plans to leave. She has captured my attention, and there is no way I can give that to anyone else. I don’t want to, even if I could.
It is early, the sun is barely up, but I need to move. I have to be across town for a meeting at eight this morning, and my day just gets busier after that. I have no idea where my clothes landed, but I know I need to get home, shower, and change into Edward Rothschild before I can even start my day.
I move silently, wanting her to keep sleeping, and as I escape the bed, I hear her continue to snore, so I know that I have succeeded. Once I’ve put on my clothes and grabbed my things, I close the bedroom door and clean up the kitchen and living room from last night, not wanting her to wake up to a messy house. As I look at the dining chair, the memories of her moaning body sneak up on me, and I have a sudden desire to crawl back into bed with her.
