34. Eden
EDEN
Alana stood at the edge of my bed, her eyes glued to the floor while she was fidgeting with her hands. At least she wasn’t trying to hide her body anymore, so that was good.
I half expected her to say this was a bad idea—which it probably was—but to my surprise, she hadn’t once mentioned it.
I still wasn’t sure if we were going to do this. Part of me wanted to reach out, lift her face, and press my lips to hers. I wanted to touch her everywhere, worship her like nobody ever had before. But somehow, I was also too afraid to move.
I’d never taken someone’s virginity before. And I’d never been with someone who wasn’t comfortable in their own body, at least not that I knew.
However, what concerned me the most was fucking up. Alana had turned into someone I was afraid to lose. She was a great friend, I loved being around her, I loved laughing with her. There was no way I could give that up for a quick fuck.
And yet, her moans from earlier clouded my judgment each time I was sure I could bring myself to tell her to change into her pajamas, letting her know we’d just be going to sleep.
We stood a mere step apart, yet the whole air between us was filled with unspoken words. Each breath we took seemed to make the moment last forever.
My heart was pounding in my chest, my legs trembling as I took that single step forward to close the distance between us.
Alana finally looked up at me, her green eyes filling with uncertainty and a hint of vulnerability.
I could see the pain she’d been through, the countless times she’d been rejected and judged because of her body.
It honestly made no sense to me. I doubted I’d ever understand how someone could be cruel enough to dislike anyone because of their body. Though, I was glad I’d never understand. In order to understand someone’s point, you’d have to see some truth in their opinion.
I cupped her face with my hands, my thumbs gently brushing over her soft skin. “You can change your mind any time, Ally-Bear. I won’t be mad if you do.”
Alana shook her head at me, her hands grabbing my arms to hold on tight. “I need you, Eden.”
I leaned down, pressing my forehead to hers, our noses touching. “Are you sure?”
Her eyes closed. “Yes, I trust you.”
With a soft smile, I brushed my lips against hers, savoring the sweetness of her taste for a moment before deepening the kiss.
It was slow and tender at first, but the more time passed, the more desperate our kiss got. Each breath felt like I’d done an hour of a workout.
I felt her hands glide over my shoulders, slowly making their way down my back as her fingers traced patterns on my skin, sending shivers down my spine.
As our lips parted, I began planting kisses along her jawline and down her neck, feeling her pulse quicken under the touch of my lips. My hands slid down her cheeks to her breasts, caressing them as I felt her nipples strain against the fabric of her bikini.
Alana let out a soft moan as I grazed my teeth along her skin, needing to leave some form of a mark on her body.
She arched into me as my fingers reached behind her back, playing with the strings of her top.
I gently tugged the strings loose, watching as she breathed heavily with anticipation. I pulled her top off, revealing her beautiful upper body.
Her nipples were hard and deep pink in color, so inviting to be touched. I couldn’t help but run my fingers over them, feeling her shiver beneath my touch.
“You’re so beautiful,” I murmured. She couldn’t hide the blush that spread across her cheeks as she turned her face away with a shy smile.
I leaned down, taking one of her nipples into my mouth, teasing it with gentle flicks from my tongue while she sighed in pleasure.
Alana gasped as I suckled her hard nipple between my teeth, her hands running through my hair.
I teased her other nipple with my fingertips, trailing them down her stomach and over to the knot of that strange skirt that barely hid anything yet still offered Alana a bit of comfort.
I slowly began to unravel the knot, letting the skirt fall to the floor. At last, I pulled on the strings on both sides of her hips, loosening her bikini bottoms and letting them fall around her ankles.
Our eyes locked as I gripped her hips tightly, guiding her onto the bed.
Alana’s brown hair was scattered all over my pillows, and her eyes were a mix of lust and fear.
God, she looked so beautiful.
She watched me intently as I pushed down my swimming trunks, her eyes focused on my body as I moved on top of her.
Our naked bodies touched for the first time, and the sensation was one like I’d never felt before.
Everything seemed so different with her.
I could feel her heart beating against my own, her breaths growing heavier each time she inhaled and exhaled.
“I need to taste you,” I told her, to which Alana lifted her face, waiting for me to kiss her.
I smiled softly at her innocence. How could one person be this goddamn adorable?
Leaning down, I kissed her gently, our tongues mingling. With each swipe of our tongues, I wanted more. She wanted more.
By the time we broke apart, we were both panting slightly, trying to catch our breaths.
“That’s not what I meant,” I spoke quietly, trailing kisses down her neck.
“What did—” She gasped when my lips closed around her nipple once more, licking and sucking on it. “Oh.”
Her back arched, her tits pushing against my face. I smiled against her skin, loving the way she responded.
Alana moaned softly, her hands running through my hair as she pressed herself even closer to me.
“Do you like that, baby?” I asked, sucking her nipple between my teeth once more and gently flicking it with my tongue.
“Yes,” she replied, her voice barely audible.
I grinned against her skin, now making my way down her body, trailing kisses along her stomach, nibbling at her skin to leave marks all over her. I could tell that the lower I moved, the shakier her exhales became.
At that moment, I wished I didn’t know Alana was currently praying I wasn’t repulsed by her. Her shaky breath wasn’t just anticipation and nerves; it was fear, too, and I hated that.
“Eden, you don’t have to…” she spoke as I settled between her legs.
Our gazes locked briefly before my head dipped down and I kissed her inner thigh.
I couldn’t wait to taste her, to watch her fall apart once more. Earlier, when she came on my fingers, I almost died. She looked so hot, felt so good, I just had to see her face again, hear her moans again, and feel her around my cock this time.
Burying my face between her thighs, I licked her pussy from her entrance up to her clit, savoring the gasp that left Alana at the contact.
I traced circles around her clit with my tongue, listening to every little sound that fell from Alana’s lips.
“Oh, God,” she cried out, her fingers threading into my hair and pulling on the strands as I licked and sucked on her clit.
She arched her back, lifting herself slightly off the bed to get closer to my mouth.
Her taste was intoxicating, salty but so good. I loved how her body trembled and her skin tasted.
With every lick, she became more desperate for my attention, her moans growing slightly louder and more urgent with each stroke of my tongue.
I pushed two of my fingers inside her cunt, fucking her gently as I continued to suck on her clit.
Alana moaned my name, and though I loved the sound of it, I reached my free hand up to cover her pretty mouth. The last thing I needed was for anyone to hear her.
Her hand in my hair tightened as her legs began to shake. My fingers moved in and out of her faster, feeling her pussy tighten around them.
Her breath hitched, her voice muffled against my palm. “Eden,” she moaned. “I’m going to—”
“Come?” I finished for her, chuckling as my fingers thrust deeper inside her.
Alana cried out, her hips bucking wildly as her body trembled.
I pulled my fingers out of her cunt, followed by removing my palm from her lips, feeling her wetness slipping down my hand.
Fuck, that was hot. But even hotter was the face she made—her lips parted and so fucking kissable.
Sucking my fingers into my mouth, I cleaned off every last bit of Alana’s wetness. Then, I reached for the condom on the bed beside me, tearing it open with my teeth.
I rolled the condom on, watching Alana and hoping she wasn’t freaking out. She looked calm—well, sort of. She was panting, her eyes still closed from her orgasm, but either way, she didn’t look like she was panicking.
As I moved on top of her, Alana opened her eyes, our gazes locking.
I leaned down, taking her lips in a sweet, gentle kiss.
Her lips were so soft, so kissable. Part of me was convinced I would dream of them for the rest of my life, but that would’ve been crazy, right?
“Are you okay?” I asked, brushing a strand of her brown hair away from her face.
Alana nodded, a small smile pulling at the corners of her mouth. “Yeah.”
She seemed a little nervous now but still not mortified. That was good and kind of really adorable.
I leaned down again, kissing her one more time. She shivered beneath me.
“You’re so beautiful,” I whispered, our lips brushing with each word.
“Eden… just,” she whispered back, her cheeks flushed. God, she looked even better when she didn’t know how to react to my compliments. “Ugh. Stop sweet-talking me.”
“No can do.” I grinned against her lips. “It’s not my fault you’re so damn beautiful.”
“Oh, God.” Alana covered her face with her hands, her laughter music to my ears. “You’re unbelievable.”
Unbelievably stupid, for sure. I couldn’t have possibly said this, though, so a topic change was needed.
“I have to ask you one more time,” I spoke softly, leaning down to kiss her just once more. “Do you want to stop?”
“No.” She cupped my face, smiling at me. “I want you inside me right now.”