Chapter 28
twenty-eight
. . .
Eden
My limbs are heavy and relaxed, yet my head is still floating somewhere in the clouds.
People have sex every day, but this feels…different.
We have this insane connection that I’m still struggling to understand, but I know I want this.
I want him. This is certainly not how I pictured it happening, but a fancy date and build-up would have just made me ten times more nervous.
Besides, it doesn’t matter where we are, just that I’m with Felix.
“Shit,” Felix says suddenly, breathing out a long sigh as he closes his eyes.
“What? Is everything okay?”
He locks eyes with me and my anxiety spikes.
Have I done something wrong? Have I somehow hurt him? Does he not want to do this?
Why my brain has to be so incredibly cruel to me, I’ll never understand, but those questions and more race through my mind in a flash.
“I don’t have any protection with me,” he says, moving like he’s going to roll off of me.
I grab him and hold him in place.
“It’s okay.”
Felix’s eyes go wide.
“But what if you get pregnant? I mean…you’ll never have to worry. I’ll always take care of you and a child,” he quickly adds.
Even though it’s not a concern, I love that he says that.
I’m so not ready for a baby, but I can totally see him being the type of father who wants to be in his child’s life.
Just one look at how he’s cared for me for weeks and how patient and sweet he’s been, despite the obvious overstepping at times, tells me he holds to his word.
At least he’s invested. That’s more than I can say for a lot of men who run for the hills and don’t leave a forwarding address.
“I have an IUD.”
His eyes light up, but I do think of something. Shit, I really don’t want to ask this. My heart pounds harder with each second.
“But…um, have you been…um…you know…intimate with a bunch of other girls?”
Felix visibly relaxes and shakes his head.
“No, not for a really long time. Almost four years now.”
I’m in shock and can’t hide it on my face.
“Seriously?”
He chuckles. “Yeah. I’m not a fan of sleeping around, and I wasn’t dating anyone, so…just me and my hand, and of course, my thoughts of you,” he says, with a grin that can make a nun swoon.
“God, I don’t want to ask this. It’s so unromantic, but…”
“Am I clean?” I nod. “Yeah. I was always safe when I was active, and I’ve been tested.” He brushes his lips over mine. “I would never put you in danger like that, Eden. I swear I’ll always protect you, fight for you, and I’d even kill for you.”
I lick my lips and can’t help thinking about the man at the diner.
“That’s why I did what I did yesterday. Men like that don’t stop at making comments,” he says, like he’s once more able to read my mind.
“So, you did hurt that guy?”
Felix’s eyes darken. “I taught him a lesson in manners. He’ll live. I didn’t kill him. But Eden…no one, and I mean no one, talks to you like that.”
“I thought I’d be scared to hear you confirm it out loud.”
“And are you?”
There is a crackling tension in the air, but not in a bad way. It’s so easy to drown in his eyes. The sincerity and earnestness shining from their crystal depths fog my mind until I don’t know right from wrong.
“No,” I finally admit. “I’m not. That probably should concern me more than it does.”
With a sly smile, Felix leans on one arm while the other slips between our bodies. I suck in a shaky breath as he teases me. His finger pushes inside, and I moan as my eyes flutter closed.
“Are you sure you want to do this?”
I love how his voice drops and sounds rough when he’s aroused.
Opening my eyes, I watch him closely.
“Yes…do you?”
“More than you will ever know,” Felix answers, and I push my hips into his hand, forcing his finger deeper.
“I want you,” I say, feeling more in control of my life than I have in a long time.
He pulls his finger out and sucks it into his mouth.
“You’re addictive,” he growls, and if I wasn’t already melting, I am now.
“This will hurt at first, so I’ll go slow.”
“Okay,” I whisper as he rubs the head of his cock up and down my pussy, driving me insane.
I gasp when he pushes the tip inside, and then again when the bars of his piercing rub against me. I have no comparison, but the ribbed friction from each added inch is like nothing I can explain.
He stops and locks eyes with me. My breath is frozen in my lungs as my body adjusts to his size.
“You’re so fucking tight,” Felix groans. “Feels incredible.”
His lips drop to mine, and the kiss starts soft and sensual but quickly turns hungry. I wrap my arm around his neck as my pussy begins to throb for more.
Suddenly, he thrusts forward, and I feel like I’ve been stabbed. I scream, but it’s muffled by Felix’s kiss. My nails dig into his shoulders, and I whimper. I’m breathing hard and don’t dare move. Felix nips at my lip, and I open my eyes.
“It’s okay,” he whispers. “The worst is over. You’re incredible.” He brushes his lips against mine. “Relax, Pretty Thing, I’ve got you.”
Felix grazes his teeth down my neck and growls. I loosen my death grip on his shoulders, melting while he praises me.
“Fuck you smell good. You always do, and it drives me wild,” he says before nipping my ear.
The pain fades, but I still feel incredibly full.
“How does it feel?”
“Better than before.”
“Slip your hand between us and rub your clit.”
I hesitate, shocked by the suggestion.
“Do it. Be a good girl and touch yourself.”
Oh my god. Why is that so hot? I can’t put a single coherent thought together. He’s scrambled all of my marbles. I do what he says, and when my fingers brush my clit, I moan.
My muscles clench, and this time Felix groans.
“Fuck…feels so good,” he says in my ear, and begins to move.
I brace for the pain, but it’s gone, replaced by new sensations. He pulls out slowly before pushing back in, scattering my senses.
Felix rears back, holding his body weight on his arms. I’ve never seen a sexier sight. Every cut line is defined when he flexes. His snow-white hair falls forward into his eyes. Those blue orbs stare into my soul and take me to another place.
It doesn’t matter where we are, just that it’s us. I arch up into him when he thrusts forward, and everything else fades away.
“Faster,” I whisper. “I want more.”
He picks up the pace, still keeping a steady rhythm. It doesn’t take long for him to turn into a panting mess.
“Oh…Felix.”
I glance down, and the blanket has pooled around his waist, giving me a perfect view of his cock plunging into my body.
“So close,” I gasp.
He drops down and kisses me again, thrusting harder and faster, rocking the bed. The pleasure builds like before, but this is so much stronger. It’s overwhelming and addictive. My knees fall open, and my hips move to meet his.
“Yes,” I whimper. “Yes, yes, yes.”
The climax doesn’t just happen. It’s an explosion of sensation and emotion that washes me away. I dig my fingers into Felix’s shoulders as he devours my screams of pleasure.
He doesn’t stop, and the single orgasm becomes many, one right after the other. So many that I feel lightheaded, like I’m floating.
Felix groans loudly, the sound as addictive as he is, then he thrusts in hard and steals the air from my lungs.
“Oh fuck, Pretty Thing…oh fuck, yes. I’m coming.” He pulls back and thrusts into me again. I bite his shoulder to keep from yelling.
And then…I feel his release inside of me. The twitch of his body and his cock flexing is like nothing I can imagine. It’s better. Watching him lose control over me is…empowering.
Our breathing and pounding hearts are the only sound in the room. He tries to lift his weight off me, but I hold on, not wanting this moment to be over yet.
“Please don’t move.”
“Are you sore,” Felix asks, smoothing my hair off my face.
I smile up at him and shake my head.
“I don’t want this to be over. Not yet.”
He smirks at me.
“What makes you think this is over? I can go all night if you want me to.”
“I thought…I guess I thought guys can only come once.”
Felix huffs.
“I’m not most guys. Those piercings I have brush against me all day, every day, teasing me. I’ve spent entire days hard from the stimulation.”
“Isn’t that painful?”
“Sometimes, but the pleasure is far greater, and I get to make sure that you’re fully satisfied.”
Damn, can I get a fan?
He kisses me again, slower and deeper this time.
When we finally come up for air, we just stare at one another for a little while.
“No regrets?”
“Not a single one.”
“Good, I don’t want to imagine a version of my life that doesn’t have you in it. I don’t want anyone else, Eden…only you.”
“Are you saying you want to be exclusive?”
He chuckles, and I moan when he moves inside of me.
“Very old school of you, Eden,” he teases and my cheeks burn. “But if that’s what you want to call it. Yes, that’s what I’m saying, Pretty Thing. I’m all yours and you’re all mine.”
He smiles and gives me a little thrust, making my eyes roll back.
“Yes…God yes.”