Chapter Thirteen
He’s playing you.
Eden grabbed a pillow, pressed it against her face, and screamed as the constant badgering of self-doubt kept rearing its ugly head.
She didn’t want to think about the doubt.
This was not a place to be thinking about Mac’s words.
She couldn’t even believe she was giving his vile hit any kind of thought.
At the sound of her door opening, she quickly pushed the pillow back into place and looked to see Razor enter her room.
He smiled at her. “Your sister said you were up here.”
“I thought you were going to call or text.”
“I didn’t get a chance. Doc headed back to the clubhouse, and I came here.” He closed the door and made his way toward the bed. She didn’t get the chance to move to greet him as he pressed a hand beside her hip, trapping her against the bed and his hard body. “I’ve missed you.”
His lips brushed against hers, the touch light at first, but then he deepened the kiss, and she couldn’t help but release a moan, wrapping her arms around his neck, and he growled.
“Fuck, woman, come and shower with me,” he said.
Eden knew she should ask him what Mac meant, but she didn’t want to bring the ex into this, especially when she had a feeling Mac was just causing trouble. There was no way she was going to allow herself to feel stupid.
Razor also wasn’t asking, as he shoved his hands beneath her body and lifted her up. She wasn’t prepared for him, and she quickly wrapped her arms around his neck and giggled.
“What are you doing? I can walk.”
“And I can carry you, and that is exactly what I am going to do.”
Eden laughed, but she also tried not to wriggle or move. The last thing she wanted was for him to drop her. She felt a little panicky.
He stepped into her bathroom, and this was one of the reasons she and Maeve fell in love with this house. Even though there were not many rooms, each one had its own separate bathroom.
Razor put her down onto her feet, and he cupped her face. She looked up into his blue eyes, and once again she was captivated. They were stunning.
The moment he kissed her, she felt her toes start to curl, and she pressed her hands against his chest, feeling the hardness of his body as she slid her hands beneath his leather cut, and up and around his neck.
He let out a growl, and one of his hands slid to the base of her back, as he suddenly grabbed her tightly and drew her in. It felt good to feel him so close.
She also felt how hard he was for her, and that made her ache for him inside her.
Razor was the first to break away, but he didn’t go far. He turned the shower on and then returned his attention to her.
In a matter of seconds, he had her crop top pulled right off and over her head, tossing it to one side, keeping it completely out of his way. Next, her pants were down, and she was stepping out of them.
Razor groaned, kissed her stomach, and then got to his feet, where he gripped the back of her neck and kissed her harder. He released her and smacked her ass, not too hard, but enough to let it sting as she giggled and stepped into the shower once again.
The door was open, and she watched as he removed his leather cut and started to undress. His heavily inked body always drove her to distraction, and she nibbled her bottom lip.
The moment he stepped inside, he closed the shower stall and pressed her up against the corner. There was nowhere for her to run.
He took hold of both her arms, pressing them above her head as he palmed her tit. At the same time, he took possession of her mouth, and she didn’t fight him. Fighting was the last thing she wanted to do. Each touch sent her higher, building up that flame set to burn deeper.
Razor moved from her tit, where he stroked and pinched her nipple. Not to cause pain, but to heighten her pleasure. His hand moved down, sinking between her thighs, and she cried out as he pressed two fingers deep inside her.
She was already so wet for him, she couldn’t hold back and tried not to scream. He pulled his fingers from her pussy, and she whimpered as she wanted to feel him deep inside her.
He growled against her lips but then stopped kissing her and went to her neck. Eden didn’t know how she was ever going to be able to survive this. It felt so good, and it was like he was burning her alive.
He pulled his fingers to her clit and started to stroke her. It was like she was a musical instrument only he knew how to play.
All doubts fled her mind, and her only focus was on the pleasure he could give her.
She was getting higher and higher, feeling the flood of that peak, but it never came, as Razor suddenly stopped touching her. Eden had closed her eyes, giving herself over to the pleasure, but the moment his hands left her, she opened her eyes and looked at him.
He reached for the bar of soap.
“What? Why have you stopped?” she asked.
“We’ve paused, just for the moment,” he said.
There was no time to complain as he lathered up his hands and started to soap her body.
“Would you like to try?” He held out the bar of soap, and she took it from his hands and lathered up her own.
Touching him was not a hardship, and as she ran the soap all over his body, she tried to avoid his cock, but she refused to deny herself the pleasure any longer.
She wrapped her fingers around the length of him, sliding up and down, watching his face as he groaned, and he started to thrust against her hand.
It felt good to see him close to losing his mind for her.
She couldn’t look away, and the soap had long since washed away. Feeling bold, Eden didn’t know where this had come from, and she sunk to her knees in front of him.
They had been together for a few months now, in all that time, she had never once taken him into her mouth. She licked her lips, and Razor didn’t stop her, nor did he attempt to pull away. Eden looked up the length of his body.
His cock stood out, long and thick as if it was waiting for her. She wrapped her fingers around the base, then leaned in close as she flicked the tip with her tongue. He released a growl.
“Fuck, that feels good,” he said.
She took the whole head of his cock into her mouth and sucked him, not using teeth, just the suction of her mouth. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw his hand clench, and it looked like he was struggling to compose himself. Eden wanted him to lose control.
He reached down and wrapped her hair around his fist. This made her moan a little more, as he started to use the grip on her hair to gain control. He pressed her onto his dick, and Eden gave herself over to his tutelage. She wanted to please him, to feel him come inside her mouth.
“That’s it, baby, fuck, yeah, that feels good.”
She grabbed onto the cheeks of his ass and started to suck him down, but all too soon, Razor had pulled her off his length and grabbed her shoulders, lifting her up.
“I’m not going to come in this mouth. I want to come in your pussy.” He let out a growl. “And now, I can’t wait. We’ll finish our fucking shower in a minute.”
Eden would have been happy to fuck in the shower. They had done so many times before.
Razor lifted her over his shoulder, and once again she let out a little squeal, but there was no time to wriggle, because the last thing she wanted was for him to drop her.
He didn’t walk too far, and Razor was the one in control as he pressed her to the bed. She didn’t know when he had thrown a towel onto the bed, but one was there for her to kneel on.
Glancing behind her, Razor had positioned her on her knees, and he ran his hands across her hips, going up toward her tits, where he played with them before running back down.
“You drive me fucking crazy,” he said.
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Razor had been so close to releasing every drop of cum into her mouth.
That was not how he wanted to finish tonight.
He intended to take a nice, long, hot and heavy shower with Eden, then bring her back to the bed, where he could make sweet love to her all night long.
That hadn’t happened, because there was only so much pleasure a man could take before he needed to fuck.
Eden’s body was a fucking dream. He loved her curvy, full ass, and he spread the cheeks of her ass, seeing the puckered hole of her anus, but knowing she wasn’t quite ready to have his dick there. That would come in time.
Sliding two fingers inside her pussy, he watched as she took them. She was dripping wet, and he pulled out, wrapped those fingers around his length, and moved in close.
He lined the tip of his cock to her core, and then slowly began to fill her. Inch by inch, he sunk inside her, and when enough of his dick was within her tight cunt, he gripped her hips and started to pull himself inside. He heard her whimper.
Thrusting deep, he growled her name, not wanting to let go. She felt so fucking beautiful.
He tightened his grip, then filled her to the hilt. Razor stayed perfectly still, giving her a chance to get accustomed to the feel of him. He also needed to compose himself. The pleasure was so intense, and he was so close to just letting go completely.
He counted to ten in his mind.
One...
Two...
Three...
But he couldn’t wait another second. He pulled out until just the tip of him was inside her, then slammed into her.
He didn’t go slow but fast, so the sounds of their moans along with the slapping of their bodies with his hard fucking echoed around the room.
He was so close already, and he held himself still and admired, just for a second, the puckered hole of her anus.
“Eden, touch your pussy for me,” he said.
He watched her body move and then felt her fingers stroke across his cock as she delved between her thighs, locating her clit. The moment she touched herself, he felt the response of her body wrapped around him, and he closed his eyes.
He was not a fucking schoolboy, but it felt like he didn’t know how to handle a woman’s body, let alone a woman’s touch. He was close to losing his fucking mind.