Page 81 of Scoring Eden

Her moan ricochets through my body, igniting every nerve ending into blistering flames. When her tongue slides against mine, chasing it like she’s as desperate for me as I am for her, I haul her into my arms and set her down on top of the washer.

Need more.

Need her closer. Need to feel if her heart is thundering as hard as mine is now. Weeks of wanting her, of jerking off to the thought of her, of getting hard every time she walked in the room, has built up to this, and not even a heart attack could stop me now.

Her legs fold around me, pulling me into the warmth between her legs. Her dress has ridden up, the hem skimming across the tops of her thighs, leaving her underwear and my sweatpants as the only barriers between us.

“How could you ever think I didn’t want you?” I growl, nipping my way down her neck. “Goddamnit, Eden. I’ve never wanted anyone more.”

She tilts her head, giving me better access, and I run my tongue up the length of her throat and nip her earlobe with my teeth. My fingers hook into the sleeves of her dress, slipping them partway down her arms so the neckline gapes forward. It gives me a spectacular view of her breasts, so round and soft that my dick leaks its appreciation.

“Alex,” she whines, grinding her hips against me impatiently. “I need more.”

“Baby, I can see down your dress. You can have whatever you want.”

She giggles, the sound quickly melting into another moan as I sink my teeth into her shoulder.

“Fuck, even your laugh is hot.”

My hands find their way to the tops of her thighs, my thumbs stroking against the seam of her panties. Even the edges of them are drenched in her wetness, and it fills me with profound relief that she’s just as ruined from this as I am.

“Alex, I need—”

“I know,” I whisper, pushing her soaked panties to one side and immediately filling her with my finger.

So warm. So wet. So fucking tight.

Her eyes glaze over, her head falling back with a short gasp. She’s so fucking pretty. All pink cheeks and parted lips, her chest heaving in time with my own as she rocks her hips against my hand.

She scrambles for purchase as I hook my finger inside of her, her nails scratching along the washer before she sinks them into my neck instead, dragging my lips back to hers. I want more of her moans. More of her. More of whatever this feeling is that she’s kindled in my chest. Even if it hurts. Even if it’s driving me to the very brink of insanity.

I don’t know what’s happening to me. All I know is her breathy sighs and rolling hips.

Her wetness coats my finger as I drag it out of her to stroke her clit instead. I run my free hand up her body and yank down her dress until her breasts spill free.

“Fucking perfect.”

Her nipples are the same shade as her lips, a deep rosy-brown, and they’re hardened into sharp points. I dive down to suck one into my mouth, swirling my tongue around it in a rhythm that mirrors my thumb circling her clit.

“Alex.” Her pussy squeezes my finger, her body bowing, and she releases a sound that is half gasp, half scream. “I’m gonna—”

“I know, baby. Give it to me.”

I suck harder, thrusting a second finger inside her as I keep my thumb pressed firmly to her clit. She keens as I find the place inside her that makes her legs tremble. Her head hits the cupboards behind her with a thud, a string of nonsensical words slipping from her lips as I suck and stroke her to ecstasy.

And, God, I can feel it too. Can feel her pleasure as if it’s my own, pulsing along my dick and making it throb.

She bucks against me, breath hitching, her body locking tight as a silent scream loses itself on her tongue. And let it be known that there is nothing so beautiful as the sight of Eden coming.

Her pussy quivers around my fingers, and my dick leaks in response. Her jaw falls slack, her eyelashes fluttering against her cheeks like butterfly wings. She’s so beautiful, so perfect, and fuck, I think I’m going to come.

I’m gonna come, and she’s not even touching my dick.

“Alex,” she whimpers just as her own name is torn from my lips.

I sag over her, my forehead resting against hers as my balls draw tight, and hot cum spurts from my dick, saturating my sweatpants.

Well, that’s never happened before.