Chapter 11 #2
Without saying another word, he lifts me up so I’m at the perfect height for him to slide into me. I wrap my legs around his waist, and a second later, he fills me like his cock was made only for me. I close my eyes and bury my face in his neck as he fucks me like no other man ever has.
Expertly. Passionately. Perfectly.
My fingers scratch across the top of his shoulders, making him groan, but I don’t stop.
When we’re like this—utterly lost to how much we need one another—it’s like I forget everything but the sensual way he envelops me.
It’s like he’s everywhere around me, inside my head, deep inside my body taking possession of my very soul.
He feels so damn good pumping into me that I can’t control myself. I sink my teeth into his earlobe and moan in his ear, “Oh, God, don’t stop…God, don’t stop.”
Marius doesn’t say a word and keeps fucking me like a man on a mission to come and get me off too. I cling to his neck, hanging on with all I have. We’re wild and raw, and I wouldn’t want it any other way right now.
“I hated seeing you with him, Eden,” he says as he slows his pace so our fucking becomes much more measured for the moment.
“We were two people at a table in a restaurant. That’s all.”
He looks into my eyes but says nothing. Marius knows this can all end if he agrees to us going public. I know seeing me having dinner with another man hurts him, but only he can put an end to Ava’s matchmaking.
“I still hated it,” he grunts out before driving his cock deep into my body and touching a spot no one has ever reached before.
We return to not speaking, and it doesn’t take me long before I’m on the verge of coming. It never takes me long for the first orgasm with Marius. The man knows how to make a woman happy. There’s no denying that.
He senses I’m close too and begins to pump into me harder, stabbing into my pussy with abandon.
My release unravels inside me until I feel like I’m going to explode, and a second later, it’s all I can do to hold on to him as my body kicks into overdrive.
I buck against him, desperate to make this feeling last as long as it can.
I don’t know how long my orgasm lasts, but I finally collapse against him, my head on his shoulder as the hot water from the shower beats down on my back. I’m utterly satisfied and secretly hungry now, but I don’t say anything about that since he hasn’t come yet.
Marius begins to fuck me again, but I stop him with a shake of my head. He looks confused but eases out of me and sets me down on the tile floor.
“Is something wrong?” he asks, and I sense a hint of hurt in his voice.
“No. I just thought I’d like to do something else. Can you let me around you to get to the soap?” I ask with a smile.
Still unsure what I’m talking about, he steps aside. I push down on the dispenser to get a palmful of the coconut soap that smells heavenly and turn back to face him.
Without telling him what I’m doing, I wrap my fingers around his cock and give it a few strokes. Then I say, “Time to rinse off.”
He does as I suggest, but I can tell he doesn’t understand where I’m going with this. “Okay. Is this some new thing you read in one of your magazines? Because if it is, I have to say I’m fine with it but it doesn’t go far enough, in my opinion. But I’m game for anything.”
God, I do love this man. I stand on my tiptoes and kiss him on the lips before whispering against them, “Now relax and let me take care of you.”
As I slowly lower myself to the shower floor, Marius finally realizes where I’m going with all of this and grins like he just won the lottery.
Since kneeling is out of the question on these tiles, I crouch like a catcher and take his long, thick, and now coconut scented cock in my hand.
Stroking him, I watch as he closes his eyes and lets out a heavy moan.
He really is the most sensual creature I’ve ever met. Of all the things about Marius King I adore, this part of him is the one I love most.
I take my time playing with him, but finally he opens his eyes and looks down at me with pure need in them. “Duck, you’re killing me here. You aren’t trying to torture me because of what I did tonight, are you?”
Clearly, that’s enough foreplay for now, so I flick the head with my tongue a couple times and slowly take as much as I can of him into my mouth.
He’s far too big and long for me to take him all the way, but I get most of his cock in.
It’s enough for him to let out a moan so full of desire I think he might come before I even get down to business.
Staring up at him, I suck his cock and watch as he revels in how incredible it feels.
The first time I went down on him, I was amazed at how much he loved getting head.
Justin never liked it, so I rarely gave him a blowjob, and when I did, he loved to say that he was different from other guys and just didn’t prefer that kind of sex.
Thank God I’m not with him anymore. I much prefer a man who appreciates a woman wanting to please him.
Marius moans loudly again, tearing me out of my thoughts about my ex, and I see a wildness in his eyes now.
Sure he’s close, I suck hard just like he loves and gently squeeze his balls, and that’s enough to send him over the edge.
He explodes, filling my mouth with cum, while he holds my head on his cock.
When he finishes, he blows the air out of his lungs and sighs again. “Jesus, Eden. You should have warned me you were going to go down on me. I nearly passed out there when you were doing that thing with your tongue on the underside and cupping my balls.”
I stand up and kiss him, unable to not laugh at how serious he is right now. “Why would warning you have made a difference?”
“Well, if you told me, I would have had more to eat. I think I almost blacked out at least a couple times during it.”
“Did it make you feel good?” I ask as I maneuver around him to let the water rinse me off.
“Hell yeah!” he says before wrapping his arms around me and nuzzling my neck. “I definitely think I need to eat something now. Woman, you make me weak in the knees.”
I turn in his hold and smile at how cute he is. “Well, you go eat. I’m going to rinse this conditioner out of my hair since it’s been in there for nearly twenty minutes. I’m going to have the softest hair in America tonight.”
“The softest hair for the most beautiful woman in the world,” he says as he slides my hair through his fingers. “Are you going to eat too?”
I shake my head. “No. You go enjoy. I think I’m going to do some upkeep since I deep conditioned.”
“If you’re sure,” Marius says, waiting for me to change my mind.
I kiss him and point toward the shower door. “I’m sure. Now go and eat something. I’ll meet you in the bedroom after I’m done.”
He starts to move toward the door to leave but looks back at me and says, “Just checking one last time because I got coq au vin, which I know is one of your favorite things.”
“Save me a little. I’ll have it tomorrow.”
With one last sweet kiss, he leaves to go downstairs, so I rinse the conditioner out of my hair and follow him out of the shower to focus on my nails.
It’s been weeks since I had a mani-pedi, but since I don’t foresee me having much time in the near future to remedy that, I’m going to have to take care of things myself.
An hour later, my fingernails and toenails are a matching plum color, and my hair is as soft as silk. Maybe I should keep that conditioner in longer more often.
Or maybe I should just have sex with Marius in the shower more often.
I walk out of the bathroom and see him already fast asleep in bed. I guess he wasn’t exaggerating about how much sex sapped him of his energy. I’ll have to remember to have him eat before I go down on him the next time.
The moment I slide underneath the covers, he begins tossing and turning.
I try to stay as still and quiet as possible so as not to wake him, but it’s like he’s having a nightmare.
I watch as he shakes his head like he’s telling someone no to something, but then he reaches his hands out in front of him.
A few seconds later, he wakes up, and I see he’s drenched in sweat.
His eyes are filled with fear, and he doesn’t seem to know where he is.
I reach over and gently touch his cheek. He turns to look at me, and slowly, I see the man I know return.
“Are you okay? You were shaking your head and tossing and turning. Did you have a nightmare?”
He thinks about that for a long moment and then shrugs like nothing ever happened. “I don’t know. Maybe I was beating up that Rob from IT guy in my dreams.”
I roll my eyes and smile, but I know it wasn’t that. He wouldn’t wake up in a cold sweat if he was dreaming about beating the hell out of Rob.
As I snuggle up against his side and he wraps his arm around me, I wonder if I should mention this isn’t the first time he’s acted like he was having a nightmare. On the nights we’ve spent together since Ronan tried to kill himself, Marius has woken up like this more than a few times.
“Are you sure you’re okay, baby?” I ask, looking up at him.
“Whenever I’m with you, I’m all good, Duck,” he answers before sweetly kissing the top of my head.
I wish I could believe him.