But I think I do. He kisses me, and it sets me on fire. I push him back until he needs to reach behind himself with the arm not holding onto me to slam my hotel room door shut before I press him against it.
I can’t get enough of the taste of him, his tongue dancing with mine.
I will never get sick of it.
My lips find his jaw, kissing the hard yet soft line, making my way to his neck, his skin warm under my lips, as I reach a hand between our flushed bodies.
“Mia,” he moans, leaning his head back against the door, and I smile against the skin of his chest at the thought of our position flipped in that green room. How it feels like it was a lifetime ago.
The memory makes my stomach flip, the thought of Eddie’s attention all on me during that stolen moment.
Two can play at that game.
I make quick work of his belt, before I kiss down on his exposed chest. Eddie’s grip goes from my hips to my ass, his fingers digging into the material of my dress before he lifts it up, the cotton of my underwear being the only barrier between us.
“I need you naked. Now,” he growls, his control slipping with every kiss of my lips on his skin.
“No,” I say.
“What have I told you about telling me ‘no?’” he asks, his eyes open, but I’m already on my knees.
Before he can say anything else about me being a brat or how good girls use their words, I slide his boxer briefs down, freeing his erection.
I look up at him, green eyes dark, his scar making him look almost dangerous at this angle, but I know I’m the one holding all the power.
His eyes slightly widen as I bring my hand to my mouth, licking my palm before using it to fist his cock, a groan escaping his lips as I move my hand up and down.
“Fuck,” escapes his lips, his head leaning back against the door again, his eyes shutting as his hips slowly begin to move with the rhythm of my hand.
I bring my mouth forward, sticking out my tongue to swirl against the tip.
“I’ll give you three seconds to get your mouth on my cock, sunshine, or I’m taking back control.”
You wish, I think to myself before taking him all into my mouth, a mix of my name and a moan coming from Eddie’s mouth.
His hands find my hair, pulling it all into one hand, but he holds onto his control, letting me set the pace as I adjust to his size, opening my throat to get as much of him as I can.
“That’s my fucking girl.”
His grip on my hair makes my scalp slightly sting, but it makes the pressure between my legs almost unbearable. It is as if Eddie knows, understanding my body better than I do myself, because he pulls himself out of my mouth, before pulling me up from my knees and throwing my body over his shoulder as if I weigh nothing.
“My turn,” he growls as he throws me down on the bed, laying me on my back and having my dress lifted in a matter of seconds.
“Impatient today, are we?” I tease, as he hooks his fingers under the elastic of my underwear, yanking them down and spreading my legs.
“Always am when it comes to tasting you.” His breath against my sensitive flesh, almost making me come undone by his words alone.
His tongue swipes up, opening me up for him, before he finds my clit, circling his tongue around the bundle of nerves in the way he knows drives me crazy.
I reach between my legs, gripping his hair like he did mine, begging for more pressure as he devours me. Licking, sucking, nipping, until I am a complete and utter mess, writhing beneath him like he didn’t just break me apart and put me all back together.
Eddie climbs up my body, using his elbows around my head to support his weight, pressing his lips to mine and kissing me with all he has. The taste of myself on his lips makes the fire in my belly ignite once more. “Stay,” I say, but this time, I know he will.
“You’re lucky I can’t say no to those pretty brown eyes,” he says, looking down at me with a lazy smile on his face before he thrusts into me, and we spend the rest of the night falling apart with each other over and over again, not caring about how tired we will be in the morning, not wasting a moment of our stolen time together.
Chapter 46
Eddie