16. Chase

SIXTEEN

chase

My plan had been to stay away from Eden for the rest of the time we're trapped together.

No more meals together, no more talks, no more "checking to see how you're doing," which is code for my lame attempts to see her.

After our near miss last night, I planned out the whole thing.

But having a plan hasn't made my anxiety dissipate, so I do what I always do when I need to get out my frustration and sex isn't on the menu.

I head to my gym to work out.

My plan goes straight to hell when I find Eden doing yoga poses in my gym.

Son of a bitch.

How is a horny-ass man supposed to turn away from all the bending and stretching while she's in tiny shorts and a T-shirt?

And why do I find her bare feet the sexy cherry on top?

She's always been in great shape, but still has all those womanly curves about her.

Curves that have filled out more over the years, and watching her, I have to admit Eden Mitchell has the best body I've ever seen, hands down.

And I've had swimsuit models.

They don't hold a candle to the woman doing a downward dog in my home gym.

I've reached the point of no return.

When I advance on her and she doesn't back away, when her eyes light up with lust, I know there's no going back.

And once she gives me that consent? All bets are off. I don't care what rules she made.

I should walk away.

But with the taste of her on my tongue and her hand in mine, there's no way I'm walking away now.

I want her in my bed right now and not for sleeping.

At least not until she's had several orgasms.

But Eden being Eden, she has plans of her own, if the sparkle in her eye is any indication.

When she drops to her knees, I toss out my playbook for good. She tugs on the legs of my pants, freeing my commando erection.

"What are you doing?" I ask roughly.

"Getting my appetizer."

She glances down and her eyes widen on my shaft. "Holy shit. When did you do this?"

Her thumb rubs over the ball of the barbell piercing behind the head of my dick.

"Six months ago. I lost a bet."

She grins. "Well, lucky me. I've heard things about piercings."

I raise a brow. "Have you now?"

"How does it feel?"

"During sex?"

"Yeah. "

I run my thumb over her bottom lip. "I don't know. We'll find out together."

Her mouth drops open. "You haven't had sex in six months?"

"Nope."

She tilts her head. "You're not lying to me?"

My chuckle comes out strained. "I wouldn't lie about sex."

"Well, then,"—her eyes light up with desire and glee—"I can't tell you how happy I am to hear that."

She grips my shaft and tugs down to the root. "Now, enough talking."

With a lick of her lips, she looks up at me from under those long lashes when her lips close over the tip. She goes down and back up in one smooth motion.

"Hmmm…I've missed this. But it's even better with this new addition."

She holds my gaze and swirls her tongue around the metal ball, licking the precum from the seam.

I grab ahold of her hair, the blonde strands spilling in a messy fountain over my fist and down her back.

"Fuck. Just think how good that's going to feel when I slide it inside your pussy."

Her hot mouth closes around my cock, her moan like a vibration around it. The wet heat is like heaven.

Eden on her knees in front of me, her beautiful mouth wrapped around my shaft, is the most erotic picture. Even better than in my fantasies I've had of her when we were apart.

She moans, and the vibration at the back of her throat heightens the sensation of being in her mouth.

With her head bobbing up and down, tongue flat against the bottom of my cock, the suction hollowing out her cheeks, I'm racing to the edge faster than I want to go.

If this is our last time together, I want to brand her as mine .

I want to ruin her so she never forgets me.

Other feelings I don't want to acknowledge fill my chest, but I ignore them and let go.

Closing my eyes, I focus on the feeling of her lips wrapped around me and her mouth sucking me off.

But when the tingle starts at the base of my spine, I ease back from her hungry mouth.

"Eden, baby. Stand up."

She wipes at her mouth with the back of her hand and stands. Her eyes gleam with desire, and her lips are slick.

She looks hot as hell.

"But I'm enjoying myself."

I cup her face in my hands and meet her eyes. "Me too, but when I come, I want to be inside you. Feel you clench around my cock. But stay right here."

Moving quickly to the bathroom I installed in the gym, I rummage through a drawer and find the foil disk I'm looking for.

Eden stands where I left her, in all her naked glory.

Shapely legs, high breasts with dusky pink tips that make me want to set up camp there and just lap at them all day.

She's curvy in all the right places, and it makes me harder than I thought possible just looking at her.

Yep, hands down.

She has a body men would kill for, and she doesn't even know it.

"God, you're stunning."

She looks at me from under her lashes and smiles. It's a smile full of heat and dirty promises.

With that smile, I'm a goner.

Hook, line, and sinker.

"Thank you. "

Her response is soft, almost shy, and at total odds with the lust in her eyes.

I walk over to the weight bench and sit down. Her gaze lands on my lap, hungry eyes on my cock.

She doesn't even have to touch me for it to twitch, wanting her attention.

"Come here, gorgeous."

With a grace and elegance one is only born with, she walks to me. Her eyes are still full of fire as she keeps them steady on me.

When she stops between my spread apart knees, I reach up and cup the back of her neck, pulling her down for a kiss.

My tongue slides against hers as she moves closer into me, her hands landing on my shoulders.

Her fingernails dig into my skin, a biting pain mixing with the pleasure of her nipples brushing against my chest.

Those sweet buds harden against my skin, and with my free hand, I roll one and pinch lightly.

She moans into my mouth, her nails digging deeper. "Chase, please fuck me," she groans against my lips.

I pull back and tuck a lock of hair behind her ear. "You need to come again, don't you?"

A little moan escapes her as she nods.

With my teeth, I rip open the foil package and suit up as quick as I can.

She moves her hips over mine, and I line my cock up against her pussy, fighting back the urge to slam her down on me.

Sinking down, she takes me into her body inch by motherfucking inch.

She leans her head back and moans. "Oh God. That feels incredible. I can feel every inch of you."

"You like this hard cock buried in your tight cunt, don't you? "

Her answer is nothing more than a moan.

My hands grip her hips, watching where my dick disappears into her pussy.

The sight is so fucking hot, and the feeling of being inside Eden again after so many years makes me feel alive.

As though the four years since we last had sex have been black and white and now the world around us is in sparkling color.

Sex with Eden had been an experience like no other before. But now?

Now, I'm afraid I'm the one who's ruined.

I flex my fingers against her skin, the urge to slam up into her almost more than I can bear.

It's pure heaven and pure hell.

Glancing up, seeing her positioned above me—eyes closed, lips parted, looking like the fucking goddess she is—I wonder how the hell I ever let her go.

What man doesn't want to see this picture every day of his life?

When our hips meet, she leans forward, her forehead against mine. "Chase," she says breathlessly. "I've missed you. I missed us."

I know what she means.

It's always been more than sex between us, from the very first time.

I don't—can't—respond. I just lift her up and down, making us both moan.

She takes over, pushing up with her legs and lowering herself back down.

With each bounce, she moves a bit faster, her hands gripping my shoulders. I lean my head back, enjoying her taking the lead, my hands on the curve of her hips.

As she moves over me, my hands roam all over soft skin .

I want to touch everywhere I can while I have her.

She slams down on me and does a little hip swivel, taking me even deeper into her body.

My fucking eyes cross. "Fuck me, Eden. That feels amazing."

Spurred on by my praise, she adds that swivel when I least expect it.

Her pussy clenches around me, and her skin takes on the sexiest blush. Her breath comes faster, and her body tells me she's chasing down her next orgasm.

I want to help her catch it.

Leaning forward, I band my arms around her waist, bringing our chests flush together.

I drive into her from below, relentless in my pursuit to push us both over the edge and fall into the oblivion of bliss.

She leans her head back and moans, each thrust causing her tits to bounce against my chest.

"Yes, Chase, just like that. Don't stop."

"Not a chance in hell I'm stopping."

The bench squeaks beneath us with each pounding her body takes from me.

A few more thrusts and she clamps down on me, my name on her lips, echoing off the walls of the large room. I slam up into her one last time and let go.

I come so hard, all I see are stars.

She drops her head to my shoulder, both of us panting.

"Oh my God. That was…well, let's just say, the piercing was a good idea." Her words are muffled against my skin, and I chuckle.

"Not too bad."

Not too bad if mind-blowing isn't your thing.

Eden's head pops up, and she look down at me with a raised brow. "Excuse me? "

The haughty tone of her voice and slight lift of her chin are sexy and adorable all at once.

As usual where Eden is concerned, I'm royally fucked.

But I play it casual because that's all we'll ever be.

"I'm just saying you may need to show me how you've upped your sex game again. Not sure I caught it the first time."

I drop kisses along the tops of her tits. "Besides, I know we said just once, but maybe we could amend that to one night and you can show me your skills."

She purses those pillowy lips and narrows her eyes, before letting out an exaggerated sigh.

A sigh that makes said tits do amazing things.

"No, I can't possibly leave you wondering about my sex skills."

"We should probably get started on that."

She squirms in my lap, and my dick twitches inside her. "Seems like it. But I think we need to try another room. Different scenery and all."

"I like the way you think." I smack her ass, making her yelp, but when her pussy clenches around me, I know she didn't hate it.

She lifts off me, and I make quick work of getting rid of the condom. When I come out of the bathroom, she's getting dressed.

I lean against the door, arms crossed over my chest. "You know, it's going to be hard to prove to me how good you are with clothes on."

She looks down at her shirt and then back up at me, a wicked gleam in her eye. With a tilt of her head, she says, "I don't know. I remember there were a few times we had sex fully clothed."

Memories of being in the back seat of my car, in the bathroom at a couple of frat parties, and that one time in the movie theater have me on my way to being fully hard again. "True enough."

I push off the door and stalk toward her. "But given the fact that it's just us in the house, I don't think we're going to have to worry about getting caught."

"True enough."

She pulls the T-shirt back over her head and stands before me naked once again. "Better?" she asks, a hand on her hip, sassiness radiating off her.

My grin hurts my face. "Much."

She bites her lip, holding back a grin before she takes off toward the stairs.

I'm caught off guard, but I catch up with her quickly, wrapping an arm around her waist and hauling her up against me.

Her laughter makes my heart light, and I'll always remember the sound of it.

I pick her up in a fireman's hold, surprising a squeak out of her. All I can do is laugh at her halfhearted protests to be put down.

I can't remember the last time I felt this free.