Page 24 of Tempting Eden

“Come for me, Eden. Only for me.” He bit down on my hard tip.

I couldn’t stop if I’d tried. I arched off the bed as I came, my legs spread wide as I stroked myself and imagined him coming inside me. I wanted him to coat my pussy, my throat. I wanted every drop he had to offer. I moaned his name as I rode the wave back down, relaxing back into the bed as he relinquished my breast.

I wasn’t the only one panting. He’d controlled himself the whole time I’d pleasured myself, but he seemed to be on the brink. I wanted him. I rolled my hips up to him, grazing his hard cock through his pants.

“Eden.” He gripped my hips and pushed me back down. “I can’t.”

I cooled a bit at that. I had just come in front of him, and he didn’t want to fuck me?

As if reading my thoughts, he quickly said, “I want to. Trust me, I want to be buried in you right now more than anything I’ve ever wanted in my whole life.”

“Then why not?”

“I don’t think I’m ready.”

“What do you mean?” I stilled. “Oh my God, are you a virgin?”

He laughed. I wished I could see his dimples. I knew they were there whenever he laughed like that.

“No. I just want to do this the right way. You’re more than just a fuck to me. I want to prove it to you.”

Complicated. This was becoming complicated. Maybe he was right. I mean,of coursehe was right. I was his boss. This was a lot more than a one-night stand. My cheeks reddened at the thought of having to see him the next day after what I’d just done.

“Don’t do that,” he said.

“Do what?”

“Regret this.” He leaned over and pressed his lips to mine. It was our first kiss, I realized. He was gentle, his tongue licking my lips until I saidwhat the helland opened my mouth for him. He slanted over me, our tongues caressing each other as my body heated for him again. I ran my hands through his hair, my fingertips exploring the tight little curls.

He pushed away from me, sitting back on his haunches as he surveyed me laid out before him.

“Have to go. Have to. Can’t stay.” He shook his head.

“Who are you trying to convince?”

“Me. All me. Jesus, I’m an idiot to leave this, leave you.” He stroked a knuckle across my pussy. “Fuck. Just one taste. Just one.”

“Please.”Was that me begging?

He leaned down, his face hovering right above my pussy. I needed him, needed anything he would give me.

“Jack, please.”

“Just a kiss, that’s all.” His voice, still a deep growl, had me digging my fingers into his scalp.

When his lips met my wet flesh, I cried out, and when his tongue circled my clit, my hips bucked toward him. He groaned into my skin while licking along my folds. Sparks of heat burst wherever he made contact, and I was on fire for him.

He gave my pussy another lick and stopped on my clit, tonguing it as I writhed beneath him. Pulling away, he hopped up from the bed.

“Jack, please.” I made a keening sound I didn’t know I was capable of.

“Fuck, Eden.” His voice shook, his stoic façade gone by the wayside. “If I stay, I can’t stop. I know I won’t be able to. It’s all I can do not to bury my cock in your pussy right now.”

I smiled in the dark just knowing I’d caused him to lose control. My pussy demanded to be filled by him. I wanted the heat of his mouth on me, I wanted everything he had.

“We can’t.” He took a step back.

I let out a breath, trying to calm the heat he’d kindled inside me. I knew if I reached out for him and stroked his cock, he’d be off the cliff. But I didn’t. Maybe it was for the best that we didn’t have sex. Maybe we should just put this one crazy night behind us.

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