“Scoot back further up the bed,” I said as I hovered over her on my hands and knees, following along in her movements as we shifted up towards the headboard. I didn’t quite make it up to her mouth because when I passed over her pert breasts with her erect nipples they were beckoning my attention. I took her nipple into my mouth, causing a gasp to break free from Eden’s mouth. I caught her completely off guard and just by the noises she was emanating, I anticipated doing more often. My advances were so well received by Eden and she was so utterly responsive to my touch. My erection was throbbing with need and all I wanted to do was sink deep into her pussy and take her as my own for the first time.

With restraint, I held back on my own needs to see to hers first. Eden was a woman who you cherished and savored your time with her slowly, which outweighed any need of my own. I trailed open mouthed kisses up her sternum to the juncture between her neck and shoulder and pulled away. Settling my weight on my forearms, I rested just above her and pressed a single kiss on the end of her nose.

She brought her hands up behind my back, dragging her fingers along my spine; her breathing was as heavily labored with anticipation as my own. Lifting up and grinding her pelvis into my cock wasn’t doing much for my restraint. My eyes began rolling back into my head and a deep guttural groan escaped from my chest just from the sheer friction of her movements. “I want you inside me, Baylor,” she panted.

I rested my forehead against hers, enjoying what was taking place down below. “I’m not done with you yet, though.”

Moving a hand off my back, she reached in between the two of us until she had my cock in her grasp. Apparently she was going to take what she wanted and I for one wasn’t going to complain. Just seeing her taking matters into her own hands, quite literally, had me wanting her even more. Eden had a dominating side, which I found highly erotic, and I wondered just how far she would go to get what she wanted. She directed my cock in between her parted lips, then gripped my ass, shoving myself down into her as she lifted her pelvis once more. The action impaled my dick into her a little more hastily than I would’ve initially done, but finally being in the depths of her pussy felt like absolute heaven. Her walls were tight and I was afraid of making the smallest of movements, because I didn’t want to hurt her and I certainly didn’t want this to end too soon.

She hooked her legs around my back and looked deep into my eyes, “Baylor, are you going to move or am I going to have to ride you?”

My cock twitched in response to her warning, saying ‘yes please’ on its own. I moved leisurely at my own pace, bringing my erection out and exposing it almost to the tip before shoving back into her, her moans getting louder with each thrust. She pushed a hand square in the middle of my chest, trying to get me to lift off of her.

“Lay down on your back,” she instructed, bringing a leg over my body so she could straddle me. She bent down and pressed her lips against mine, allowing her tongue to enter my mouth for just a second. All too quickly, she pulled away and grabbed ahold of my erection once again. “I’ve often found myself dreaming of doing just this to you while I was lying in my bed.” She lifted herself and guided my dick into her entrance once again, slowly seating herself until I was fully engulfed by her pussy. She began rocking on me while she palmed her breasts in her own hands. “I touched myself while envisioning I was with you.” She picked up her pace, rocking a bit faster, bouncing herself up and down on my shaft. Hearing her talk so boldly and openly made my release creep up faster than what I wanted.

She grabbed my hands, placing them on her breasts as she continued her quick movements.

“So fucking beautiful,” I bit out with a groan, trying my hardest to refrain from erupting too soon. Her hands came down onto my pecs as she began riding me even faster than before. I could feel her walls tightening and then beginning to pulse as she was so close to finding her own release. Her momentum was building and she threw her head back, screaming, “Baylor, oh, Baylor!” during her orgasm. I allowed my eyes to roll back into my head as the tightening of her walls pushed me over into my own release.

“Eden! So good,” I yelled just as I finished spilling my seed deep into her core. Moments later she collapsed on my heaving chest, a sheen of sweat covering her naked flesh. Feeling her heart beating rapidly against my own changed me inside. Life wasn’t going to be the same after the week was over and putting on a brave front for Norah was going to be harder than it had ever been before.  I was in too deep to pull back, but I could already feel my heart slowly breaking with her impending departure looming over my head.

Once our breathing returned to normal, she lifted up off of me but quickly curled into my side, pulling my thin sheet over the both of us in the process. Being with Eden was greater than my wildest dreams; I just couldn’t voice that observation at the moment as a lump was stuck in my throat. I wrapped my arm more tightly around her and began lightly running my fingertips up and down her arm.

As we reveled in each other’s embrace I further reiterated to myself that no, life definitely wouldn’t be the same after she left.

Chapter 10

Eden

Waking up in a warm, comfortable bed that was much bigger than my twin-sized at my parents’ house was amazing. What put the icing on top was that it was Baylor’s bed. I was in Baylor’s bed; I could have squealed with joy if it wouldn’t have made me seem like an over-enthused weirdo. I still couldn’t wrap my head around it, I…me…was in Baylor’s bed. I missed being surrounded by his warmth so I reached my arm to the side to try and reach for him and came up empty handed, all alone. Where was he? Just then a commotion came from down the hall; it sounded like the clattering of pans banging together. Men just didn’t know how to be completely quiet, but I couldn’t help but smile at the thought of him making me breakfast.

I sat up in bed, and the sheet pooled around my hips, exposing my naked chest, so I had to quickly pull it back to cover up. Taking a second to scan the room to look for my tank top, I remembered that it was in the kitchen. So I rummaged through his closet, retrieving a navy blue plaid flannel shirt. Before I slid my arms through the sleeves I brought it up close to my nose and inhaled deeply, committing his scent to memory and reveling in how soft the material was.

If you would’ve said something to eighteen-year-old me about Baylor wearing plaid flannel shirts, instead of the jersey knit shorts and t-shirts he sported back then, I would’ve actually had the audacity to laugh in your face. But dressing crisp and clean cut actually worked on him; he looked amazing. I finished buttoning the bottom button and I turned to find my panties hanging from the mirror on his dresser and slipped them on underneath. Once I fully stood his shirt hit me almost to my knees; it was safe to say that he had some serious height on me.

Slowly tiptoeing in the hallway, I stopped at the corner of the kitchen and eavesdropped on the two sets of hushed voices and their conversation.

“Man, you’re really chipper this morning, did you finally get some?” One hushed voice said and I couldn’t be completely sure but it almost sounded like Baylor’s little brother, Bentley.

“Shh…Bentley, have some frigging respect, she’s still asleep in the other room,” Baylor chastised him, confirming my initial assumption.

“Who is it?” Some drawers were being opened and shut and I couldn’t quite hear what else was being said because of the ruckus. “It’s Maisie, isn’t it? She’s had her eye on you for a while now.” I freaking heard that, my head perked up and my eyes narrowed at the wall.