Page 29 of Chemistry: The Chemist

“Waaaaaittt.”

Her body slid off the edge of the bed. She humored me.

Not quite ready.

The places I was prepared to take her, her body wasn’t ready. I freed her, standing and peering down at the troubled being beneath me.

The damsel is indeed distressed.

“All fours, Chocolate.”

I massaged my dick, watching as she climbed onto the bed and assumed the position I’d requested. A tilted head allowed me to see the little she hadn’t exposed. Her pussy parted perfectly, giving me a lovely view of the creamery she was equipped with.

My knees met the sheets that were halfway off the bed. Eden was the perfect height. My dick met her opening without compromising the angle. I leaned down and spat a wad on her slit. She jerked forward. I pulled her back, immediately sliding into her.

A lifted hand pressed against my stomach.

Oh, baby. I groaned, internally. Don’t piss me off.

Disagreeing with her logic, I pushed it away. Her back curled in response. She inched up but was intercepted before she was able to flee.

“Unn uhn,” I corrected. “Fuck you going?”

I repositioned her, making sure she got every inch of dick I had to give. So she couldn’t deny my access to her depths, I gathered both hands behind her back and held them in place with my right hand.

Our skin clapped. The sound of our union was glorious. It stole a breath during each lung cycle. Blood rushed through my body. Obscenities crowded my thoughts.

Her pussy was opulent, better than anything I’d ever manufactured in the lab. With each stroke, I got stuck in her secretion. It was the most beautiful mess I’d ever made.

And right at the height of it all, I stiffened. My release announced itself just as it began to spill from me. Feasting off her flesh, I sunk my teeth into her back as I emptied my semen into her womb. I was prayerful that my release resulted in my heir.

Time hadn’t stood still, though it seemed that way. Exhaustion haunted me until I gave in and fell asleep right next to the woman who’d milked me of my semen and made me break nearly every rule in my book. Beside me, she slept peacefully.

Wake her ass up. Call Aden.

The little soldier somewhere deep off in my head encouraged. I didn’t have the strength. Frankly, I wasn’t ready to part ways.

She can stay. As long as she needs to.

As long as I need her to.

Hoping that was enough to quiet the voices, I glared at Eden. Her naked body was tangled in my sheets. She looked as if she belonged there. As if she’d always been there.

Moonlight shone against her skin. Perfection supposedly didn’t exist, but I had Eden as evidence of its presence.

Though she appeared angelic, she’d earned her spot in hell with me. The thought rolled off my brain as I slipped out of bed, careful not to disturb her. Bare, I ambled toward the sliding door and pushed it back far enough for me to exit.

Sunless waters stared back at me as the automatic shades retracted at the push of a button. I stepped out into the brittle cold, embracing the chill that followed. Another button lit the stoned fireplace stretched from one end of the balcony to the other. Simultaneously, heat flowed through the vents above me.

The temperature increased with each passing second, making the balcony a more suitable place to sit and mull over the morning I’d had. A more suitable place to think about the things I’d done. A more suitable place to entertain my obsessive, intrusive thoughts about her.

I rested my back against the cushioned chair that was as wide as it was long. A sip of something brown would have improved the moment, but I was still recovering from the drunken hours with Eden. Liquor had little to do with my intoxication. It was her. She was the culprit.

And just as the thought passed through my head, movement sparked behind me. I turned to find the fearless lioness in pursuit of my sanity. Quickly, I pushed the button on the remote in my hand to close the shades and conceal our location. Just as the two panels joined in the center, her leg met the balcony’s threshold.

Expect the unexpected.

I’d learned, rather swiftly, that Eden followed her own set of rules. Much like me. Instead of taking one of the two seats available, her naked frame lowered onto mine. With a shake of the head, I rubbed the side of my face. She was disorderly as they came.

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