Chapter 17 #2
I turn my head to look at the floor-to-ceiling windows that give us a phenomenal view of Vegas but don’t offer much in the form of privacy. Not that I care. I’ve had sex in public places before, and I doubt anyone can see much from street level.
But if having the world see us fucking makes her uncomfortable, I’m game for the bedroom. Or anything else, for that matter.
“Well, lead the way, Duck.”
She narrows her eyes and seems to glare at me before turning and walking away.
I follow her, assuming what’s about to happen is angry sex, which is just fine with me.
Some of the best sex I’ve ever had was after a fight.
Eden and I haven’t truly disagreed about much, but that look she just gave me says she still hasn’t come around to loving my nickname for her.
“So should I assume this is going to be hate sex?” I ask with a chuckle.
Eden stops and turns around to face me with that same narrowed-eye look. “I don’t hate you, Marius. I don’t even hate that nickname. Much.”
“Then what’s with the glaring?”
Her expression instantly softens, and she shrugs. “Sorry. I have one of those faces that shows every emotion I ever have. I didn’t mean to glare. I’m just not super crazy about Duck.”
I step forward and wrap my arms around her waist to pull her to me. She feels incredible against me, like she was made to be mine.
“I wish you liked it. I think it’s cute.”
She twists her expression into one of pure disgust. “I think you can guess this, but nobody has ever called me cute.”
Dipping my head, I press a soft kiss to her lips and whisper against them, “You’re not cute. You’re gorgeous. My nickname for you is cute.”
Again, her look softens, and this time I get a smile. “Well, gorgeous I like. So, no hate sex today.”
“Oh, well. I’m sure I’m going to aggravate you at some point, so the chance for some great angry sex will be there.”
Even before I finish speaking, I’m surprised I’m already talking about a future for Eden and me. Not that I have an aversion to staying with one woman, especially one like her. It’s just that I don’t remember ever thinking of anything but the moment with any woman.
Not since Maia.
“I can’t decide if you’re serious or not, so let’s forget the hate sex and see how we do with the we-actually-want-to-sleep-with-each-other sex,” she says with a giggle.
This woman with her glaring looks and black eye is nothing short of charming. I’ve always known she was beautiful, but now that I’ve gotten to know a little about her today, I want to know everything about her.
I kiss her, teasing her tongue with mine, and it’s as if she transforms into a different person right in front of me. I’ve been with enough beautiful women to expect them to be selfish and self-involved, but she’s open and sensual in a way I didn’t expect.
When she pulls away, she smiles up at me with a wicked twinkle in her eye.
“I have to say you’re a great kisser, Marius.
I guess I should have thought you would be with that mouth of yours, but I was worried you might be one of those egotistical guys who only cares about your own pleasure. I’m glad you’re not.”
How interesting. We were thinking pretty much the same thing. I am curious about how she knows I’m not some self-absorbed dickbag, though.
“How can you be sure I’m not that kind of guy?”
Eden thinks about the question for a moment or two and then smiles.
“It’s all in the kiss. If a man doesn’t seem to give a damn if his kiss does anything for a woman, then he’s a selfish lover.
If his kiss shows he wants to please the woman, he’s probably going to be good in bed.
And even if he isn’t, if he has the goods and his kissing is great, then a woman can work with possible subpar moves in bed. ”
She stops for a moment and adds, “Not that I think you’re going to have any issues in that area.”
“Because of what my ex told you?”
Eden shakes her head as she gives me the sexiest grin I’ve ever seen. Then she slides her hand down the front of my pants and says, “No. Because of this.”
I do love a woman who isn’t afraid to admit she likes sex.
The feel of her hand on my rock hard dick makes my eyes roll back into my head. If we don’t get to the bedroom very soon, I’m going to fuck her right here in the hallway.
Sliding my hands down her back, I cup her ass and pull her against me so she has no doubt how hard I am and how ready I am. I kiss her long and deep, and when she lets out a tiny moan, I swear it feels like I’m in heaven.
And we’re not even naked yet.
She unzips my pants, a clear sign we’re ready to roll, so I push them down my legs and kick them off to the side. I slip out of my dress shirt and toss it onto my pants, leaving me in just a pair of boxer briefs that won’t be on for much longer.
But now that I’m nearly nude, what she’s wearing needs to change, so I pull that dress I liked so much off over her head and leave it on top of my clothes. She’s only got underwear on now, and fuck, does she look incredible. Eden doesn’t have a lot on top, but I’m liking what I see.
Nearly breathlessly, she whispers in my ear, “We better get to the bed, or we’re going to end up doing it right here in this hallway.”
“That’s fine with me,” I answer as I tug her panties down her legs.
When she’s finally fully naked standing in front of me, it’s all I can do to not take her right here I’m so fucking excited. I don’t know what this woman has about her, but whatever it is, I’m into it big time.
She hooks her thumbs in my waistband and pushes my boxer briefs off, so now there’s nothing between us. When she palms my cock and strokes it as she kisses me, I have to stop myself from bending her over and fucking her hard.
I don’t want her that way, though. Sure, a rough fuck every so often is nice, but that’s for women you never plan to see again.
Although I didn’t plan on us getting together here in Vegas, now that it’s happening, I know she’s definitely not one of those women I don’t give a damn about seeing again.
Lifting her by the waist, I position her over my cock and slowly let her down onto it, filling her tight cunt completely. Jesus, she feels fucking fantastic. Like the kind of feeling you’re afraid to believe exists because you might find out it’s all a damn dream.
She stares at me, her green eyes wide and filled with need, as I begin to slowly pump into her. Her heels press into the small of my back, but all I can feel is that incredible cunt of hers with each time I drive my cock into her. She’s wet and open and perfect in every way.
Her mouth delivers even more wonderful sensations that go straight to my dick. I thrust into her, and she makes a noise that’s a mixture of need and surrender that might be the best sound I’ve ever heard in my life.
I move us over to the wall and set my left hand against it as I hold her up with my right hand. She clings to my neck, her fingernails digging into the skin just above my shoulders. I swear it’s as if Eden knows every tiny thing that gets me going.
For a fleeting second, I can’t help but think that Maia told her much more than how sex with me made her walk funny, but then Eden begins to buck against me, and thinking becomes almost impossible.
My body shifts into overdrive, and all I can focus on is coming and making her come.
My mind loses all ability to pay attention to anything but how fucking her makes me feel.
My heart pounds in my ears as we race toward that finish line, but I have to admit I wish this first time would last longer. Eden teases me by biting my earlobe, and the combination of pleasure and pain I feel at this very moment is exquisite. With each moan, she makes me want her more and more.
I feel her cunt squeeze even more around me, and I know she’s almost there. I close my fingers in her hair, tightening until I have a fistful and pull hard. She cries out, sinking her teeth into my neck. It’s rough and raw, and I swear I’ve never been this turned on in my life.
Her orgasm starts, and she moans, “Oh, God…Marius, don’t stop…I’m there!”
I watch her come and think she’s perfect in every way. Over and over, she cries out before she buries her face in my shoulder and the final waves of her release roll over her.
I’m not quite there yet, so I keep fucking her, and she doesn’t stop rolling her hips and taking every last inch of me. My thighs ache and my body craves release, but if I could stay here for the rest of time fucking her, I would.
When I finally come, it’s so powerful that I nearly drop her. “Hang onto my neck,” I grunt out as I press my right palm to the wall to brace myself.
I’m like a man lost, but I don’t care. Being with Eden feels too fucking good to ever be wrong.
Sagging against the wall, I press a kiss against her ear and sigh. I don’t think I’ve ever come like that. Not even with the only woman I’ve ever loved.
I finally lift my head to look at her and see her smiling. That’s a good sign. “That was fucking amazing.”
Not exactly my smoothest line, but I am honest. At least sometimes I am.
“I think we can safely say that the reports are true about you,” she says with a giggle. “I think I might need some time to recover.”
“I aim to please,” I say as I gently set her on her feet.
Eden stands on her tiptoes and kisses me sweetly on the lips. “You succeed.”
I don’t say this to her, but I think I might be falling for her. That’s not possible, right? I’m a man who loves being single. Then why do I feel like I don’t want to live without her after today?
Best to keep that to myself. For now, at least.
I open my eyes and see Eden’s black hair spread out across my chest. I touch it and marvel at how soft it is.
She lifts her head and pushes her hair back off her face so she can see me. “Hey. Good morning.”
Her black eye is even worse this morning, but somehow, she looks even more beautiful than usual. “Sorry. I didn’t mean to wake you.”
“It’s okay. I felt something touching my head. Was that you?”
I smile at how she doesn’t pull any punches. I do love a woman who speaks her mind. I’d bet most women I’ve been with wouldn’t have been that direct at this moment, but it’s quintessential Eden.
“Yeah. I don’t know why I wanted to touch it. Your hair’s really soft.”
She sits up and smiles down at me. “Thanks. I use this special stuff that has actual vanilla bean in it.”
Now that she mentions that, her hair does smell like vanilla. I’ve always loved that scent.
“So, we slept together.”
The way she says that sounds ominous, like something terrible is going to happen now. I thought we had a good time. If the soreness in my legs is any indication, we had a damn good time.
“Uh-huh.”
Eden leans down and presses a soft kiss to my lips. “By the way, I had to get up in the middle of the night to go to the bathroom, and I can tell you your ex wasn’t wrong.”
I smile at how cute she sounds right now. “Walking funny?”
Just as I think she couldn’t be more incredible, she blushes and looks down at the sheets. “Yeah.”
Unsure if that means no sex this morning, I sit up, propping the pillows behind me against the headboard. “I don’t know if I’m supposed to say I’m sorry for that.”
She smiles and shakes her head. “Not at all. You did say you would do all you could to make sure I walked funny after sex with you, and you definitely did that. I just think I might need a little time to recuperate.”
Okay. No sex this morning.
We fall into an awkward silence until she runs her hand over my stomach, instantly making me even harder than my morning erection already had. She looks at it and then up at me.
“Are you always ready to go?”
I shrug and answer, “It’s a guy thing. We’re always ready to go.”
Eden blushes again, charming me even more. “I wish I could. Really, I do. It’s just that we had a lot of sex last night, Marius. I’m going to need a day to recover. You should take that as a compliment, though, since if you weren’t the size you are, I’d be raring to go right now.”
Talk about a double-edged sword.
Pulling her down onto me, I kiss her long and deep and whisper against her lips, “Then we’ll just have to pick up tomorrow where we left off.”
She snuggles up against me, and in a quiet voice says, “I’m supposed to leave to go back home tomorrow.”
Even though I haven’t thought about anything past how incredible sex with Eden was, I say, “You should change your plans.”
Eden doesn’t respond to my suggestion, but a few seconds later, sits up and looks at me like she’s surprised I said that. “Are you saying you want me to stay longer? With you? Here?”
Honestly, I’m as shocked I said that as she is. I can’t remember the last time I wanted more than one night with a woman.
“Yeah. I think we can have a good time.”
“You mean like sex? That kind of good time?”
I smile at how cute she can be. “Sure, when you recuperate, of course. We can also do other stuff like gamble. I hear there are some good shows in Vegas. We could go see one or two of them.”
“Don’t you have to go back to work?” she asks.
Throwing my head back, I laugh. “No. I don’t have a shoot scheduled for another week or so. At least I don’t think I do. I should probably check in with my assistant on that.”
“Well, I guess I could stay longer. My boss is always after me to take my vacation time. I usually just let it accumulate, but I could use it this week. I’m sure it’ll be fine.”
“Then it’s settled. Marius and Eden are doing Vegas this week.”
She leans down to kiss me and then says, “And each other. Don’t forget that.”
God, I do love the way this woman thinks.
I know what I have to do. I have to see her. I know if we can talk, we can figure this out.
We’re crazy in love. We have been since that first day.
That has to count for something, right?