Anticipation(42)

Eddie lay in the middle on his back, and she slid on top of him, almost sobbing with gratitude when she discovered he was naked.         

     



 

"Blue."

His voice sounded sleepy, low. She found his arms, sliding her hands  down his forearms to capture his wrists. She pushed her face into the  soft skin beneath his ear, breathing in the good, clean smell of him.  Sucking it deep.

"Tell me to go and I will," she whispered against his skin.

Her whole body was shaking with excitement and trepidation.

If he sent her away …

"Stay."

She made a small, urgent sound, lifting her head. Their mouths met in  the darkness, her fingers clenching around his wrists as they explored  one another's mouths. He flexed his hips, pushing his growing erection  against her mound, and she ground herself against him as they kissed one  another. When that wasn't enough, she released her grip on his arms,  her legs slipping to either side of his as she rose up onto her knees.  She found his cock, wrapping her hand around his thick length. Tilting  her hips, she used the plump, juicy head of his cock to tease herself,  sliding it back and forth along her slick pussy. It was so good,  insanely good - and then she notched him into place and sank down onto  him in a smooth, liquid rush.

Eddie hissed out her name, his hands sliding up to grip her hips. She  watched his face in the dim light as she rode him, her pussy stretched  exquisitely by his big, thick cock. Her throat was still tight with the  emotion that had forced her from her bed and into his room, but having  him inside her, having his body beneath her own, his hands on her hips,  was quickly setting the world to rights.

His hands smoothed up her torso to cup her breasts and she moaned as he  pinched her nipples between thumb and forefinger. God, she needed this.  So much. She worked her hips even more furiously, grinding her pussy  against the base of his cock with every downward stroke. It still wasn't  enough, wasn't deep enough or savage enough, and she sobbed in  frustration.

The sound was barely out of her mouth before Eddie moved beneath her,  rolling her onto her back, his cock slipping free. She started to object  just as he plunged inside her again, his hips working powerfully as he  pumped into her. The slam of his body against hers, the satisfaction of  having his cock so deep inside her and the primal, unrestrained  desperation of his movements were exactly what she craved. He lowered  his head and drew a nipple into his mouth, sucking on it hard enough to  hurt. The stab of pain pushed her over the edge and she dug her fingers  into his ass, holding him deep inside her as she came, hard.

Eddie came seconds later, her name on his lips, his face pressed into  her shoulder. His weight was heavy as he rested on her afterward, his  chest working furiously as he pulled in much needed air.

Blue closed her eyes and didn't loosen her grip on his ass, trying to  hang onto the feeling of having him deep inside her even as the  knowledge that this should never have happened again started to eat away  at her.

It was a little scary how easily, how quickly she'd succumbed to the  idea of coming into his room and slipping into his bed once the notion  had insinuated itself into her mind. She was the one who had laid the  ground rules, after all, and she was also the one who had crossed the  line. Again.

Eddie stirred, lifting his weight off her. She forced herself to release  her grip on his butt as he eased himself away from her. His withdrawal  was a loss - there was no other way to describe it - and she bit her lip  to stop herself from crying out. He settled on his side and reached out  to caress her, his palm skating over her breasts and belly before  swooping to the right to brush over the curve of her right hip.

She glanced at him, but it was impossible to see his expression in the  darkness. He leaned forward and drew her left nipple into his mouth. She  closed her eyes, lost in sensation as he suckled almost casually on her  flesh, one hand cupped beneath her breast. She shuddered as he teased  her with the tip of his tongue briefly before opening his mouth and  lapping at her breast with soft, gentle strokes.

He was in no hurry, and after a few minutes his languor transferred  itself to her, loosening her limbs, slowing her breathing as she gave  herself over to the undemanding pleasure of his mouth on her body. He  switched breasts, and she sighed, her hips lifting off the sheets, her  legs moving restlessly as he once again drew her nipple into his mouth.

She loved the feel of his lips against her skin. Loved the way he  devoted himself so whole-heartedly, so unstintingly to her pleasure,  making no demands except that she enjoy. When he began to kiss his way  down the slope of her breast and onto her ribcage, a thrill of  excitement raced through her. She wanted his mouth between her thighs  more than she wanted air.

The lower he went, the more tense she became, her whole body as tautly drawn as a bow string.         

     



 

"Relax, baby, I'm not going anywhere," Eddie murmured as he pushed her thighs wide.

She let her head drop back as he licked the seam of her sex, an  involuntary sound choking her throat. She felt him smile against the  tender skin of her inner thigh. Then he started to lap at her, his  rhythm just as leisurely, just as undemanding as it had been on her  breasts, and again languor stole over her as she understood that he  intended for this to be a long, slow climb to ecstasy.

The knowledge turned her limbs liquid and she sank into the mattress,  giving herself over to him utterly as he lapped at her with gentle,  steady swipes of his tongue. When he drew her clit into his mouth, he  did so gently, delicately, and she murmured her approval, weaving her  fingers into his hair, adoring him for the way he was adoring her.

Slowly, steadily, desire tightened inside her, coiling in on itself,  ramping up her heart rate. The need to move gripped her and she lifted  her hips, seeking more.

He gave it to her with a suddenness and decisiveness that literally took  her breath away, holding her hips down as he pressed an open mouth  kissed against her pussy, his tongue doing amazing things to her clit.  She sobbed with gratitude when she felt the probe of his thumb at her  entrance, but instead of pushing inside her and offering her something  to clench around, he circled her inner lips, pulling them taut, stroking  them, teasing them even as he teased her clit with his tongue.

It was so good, so intense, so exactly what she fucking needed, and she  curled her hands into the strong muscles of his shoulders and held on  for dear life as her climax rocked her.

He waited until she'd stopped quivering and moaning before kissing her  thigh, then her belly. Sated and limp, she allowed him to roll her onto  her side and pull her body back against his as her heavy eyelids drifted  closed.

"Rest," he murmured near her ear.

She found his hand where it rested possessively over one breast,  tangling her fingers with his. Then she fell asleep, her mind peaceful  for the first time in days.





Eddie woke to the sound of a car starting outside and opened his eyes in  time to catch a shadow moving past the bed. He reached out and caught  Blue's wrist before she could escape back to her room. Her head swiveled  toward him, her face a pale blur in the dim light.

"Where are you going?" he asked, his voice rusty from lack of use.

"Back to my room."

"Why?"

"You know why."

Because she regretted having come to him, he guessed.

He'd half suspected it would be like this, but there was no denying the thud of disappointment in his belly.

She tugged on her wrist and he let her go and sat up in bed, not  bothering to hide what the sight of her naked body did to him. He  watched her gaze drop to his lap, saw the way she took a deep, slow  breath as she remembered how much pleasure they'd given each other last  night.

"This is going to happen again. You know that, right?" he said.

"No, it won't," she said, but there was a thread of uncertainty beneath her words that gave him heart.

"No one walks away from something this good, Blue. No one."

She stared at him. He could practically hear the wheels turning in her mind as she considered and discarded arguments.

"All right. We'll be fuck buddies, then," she said. "But only until one  of us calls it quits. The moment it gets weird or hard or someone else  comes along, it's over. Okay?"

Despite the fact she was laying down the law, she looked as though she  was ready to bolt. He considered his options for a long beat before  nodding his agreement.

"Okay." Fuck buddies didn't even begin to come close to covering the way  he felt for Blue, but he wasn't stupid. He wasn't going to win this war  in a day. Every time he'd pushed her so far, she'd backed off. It was  time to be smart and play to his strengths.

He reached out to draw her back into bed.

"We need to get going," she said as he pulled her down onto the mattress.

"This won't take long."