Chapter 3 #3
My shower was heavenly…well, after I wet myself the fuck up, hair and all.
I didn’t know how to turn the overhead shower off, and by the time I learned, it was too damn late.
My fresh twist out was wet and I wasn’t home to twist this shit out again.
I ended up pulling my hair into a ponytail before feeling around in his washroom for moisturizer.
The towels, soap, and everything were in the cabinet in the washroom, so those were much easier to locate.
When I had his clothes on, I couldn’t help but close my eyes in heaven.
Oden’s clothes smelled of Oden, not the typical men’s scent filled with cologne, but instead a natural lemon balm and bergamot-flannel scent.
The man smelled like peace, no wonder I fell asleep in his arms.
By the time I exited the shower, he was in the bedroom with a towel around his waist. Apparently, he had already showered, that much evident from the beads of water on his chest. I couldn’t look away, because my eyes felt glued to him.
So good that I knew I should have allowed him to take the couch, because sleeping next to him would be a challenge.
“You gonna oil my back for me?” he asked and his request landed between my legs rather than my ears.
“Yeah.” This man was something else.
He handed me a glass bottle of aged oil, then took a seat and gave me his back. Shit, him giving me his back was enough to give me whiplash.
His skin was so smooth and the oil he’d given me had a mint smell, like spearmint-lemon with something else.
“This smells good. Where did you get it?”
“I made it. None of those chemicals and shit that make my eczema worse.”
I just looked at his back, my eyes loving the sight of his tattoo. It was an intricate design that overtook his entire back and side. “Well, I like the way it smells and it goes on so smoothly.” He relaxed into my touch and something about that sent my brain into overdrive.
When I finished rubbing his back, I handed him the bottle then went to the washroom to wash off the excess oil. After I finished, I returned to the bed just in time for him to cut the lights out and climb into bed as well.
I didn’t expect him to pull me into his arms, but he did.
I wasn’t used to being in somebody’s arms let alone this close to a man unless it was a brief hug from one of my brothers.
Of course, the feeling was much different than this.
This was intimate, an enclosure sending coordinated shockwaves up and down my spine.
“Are you good?” His voice cut through the silence in the room and my rampant thoughts. His lips were against the side of my face.
“Yes.” I flipped my face so that even in the dark I was facing him. He took that as his cue to tilt his head forward and kiss me.
When he pulled back, I felt his eyes even though I couldn’t see them. “I can’t put my finger on it, but something about you feels like home.”
His words were weighted, but not in a bad way. In a way that I resonated with, even though I had only known him for four days.
I was on my back and his body was hovering over mine within seconds. “Home, huh?” I asked, light from God knows where had found its way into the bedroom from the outside window.
He lowered his head and his lips were right back on mine. Wet, soft, and commanding. “We gotta stop before we… shit. Before we go too far.”
“What’s too far, Oden?” I asked, my legs wide open and body open for him while my mind asked just what the fuck I was doing.
He cupped my ass. “Too far to where neither of us can turn back. You know I want you, but I don’t want you thinking this is the only reason I invited you over tonight.” His lips went into my neck at the same time his body came down into the empty space between my legs.
“I didn’t think it was. I’m grown and so are you. What happens next, I wanted.”
“Good, ’cause once we go there, ain’t no taking nothing back.”
I nodded, unable to catch or carry my thoughts. “I’m good with that.”
He gave me a long look before nodding and shifting my body upward so he rested between my legs.
I should have been nervous, but I wasn’t. I was aroused by his whole being. His lips, his eyes, his demeanor, shit, even his stature. Oden was delectable and mysterious. One of those desserts with a mystery number of calories you didn’t need, but Lord knows you wanted them.
He pecked my lips before finding himself on his knees. He reached over me, going into the nightstand drawer. When he pulled the gold wrapper out, it didn’t take him long to work the condom down his length.
He helped me out with his draws that I had rolled up around my waist. Of course he tossed them across the room before using his fingers to play in my wetness.
“It’s so fucking wet. Shit you want me in here, don’t you?” He made a mess with his fingers, then replaced them with his dick.
“Mhmm.” Words failed me, so I moaned.
“Use your words, Jade. Tell me what you want and I’ma make it happen.” The way he was talking to me while massaging my throbbing center had my heart dropping with every motion. I was all but squirming in his embrace.
“I want you…” My words trailed off when he began to feed himself into me inch by inch, creating shockwaves through my body.
“You want me to do what, Jade?” He paused, waiting for the rest of my demand.
“Fuck me.”
The sinister smile on his face had me opening my legs wider. I wanted Oden in a way I had never wanted anybody else. Yeah, this was probably irresponsible, but for once I didn’t care about what I knew. I only cared about what I felt at this moment.
Once he was all the way in, he leaned down and kissed my chest, then my collarbone, and lastly my lips, before he pulled back and thrust forward fully, sending pure static electricity up my spine.
This was going to be a long night, and I welcomed all of it.