She nods, and I flick it open, peeling the straps down her arms until the bra slips away.
Jesus.
Her tits are perfect—creamy, full and round, nipples already tight. A fucking beautiful sight. I love her tits. I drop to my knees, burying my face between them, dragging my tongue over the soft skin until I find one stiff peak. Eden gasps, arching into me, her hands tangling in my hair. I suck hard, pulling her nipple into my mouth, flicking it with my tongue until she’s panting, thighs trembling on either side of me.
My hands slide down, hooking under her knees, spreading her wider as I press kisses lower, tracing the soft curve of her stomach, down to the edge of her panties.
I bite the waistband, tugging lightly.
“Off,” I growl.
She lifts her hips, and I drag them down, letting them drop next to her bra on the floor.
When I look up, Eden’s bare—flushed and glistening, her pussy slick and swollen, practically begging for my mouth.
I spread her knees wider, dragging my thumb through the wetness pooling between her thighs. She moans, hips lifting, chasing the friction.
“God, you’re soaked,” I rasp, lowering my mouth until my lips brush against her heat. “All for me?”
“All for you,” she gasps, head tipping back against the couch.
My tongue flicks over her clit, slow and teasing, and she cries out, thighs clamping around my head. I don’t stop. I don’t hesitate. I drag my tongue over her clit, slow and deliberate, sucking it into my mouth until her fingers tangle in my hair, tugging hard.
“Silas,” she gasps, her voice trembling as she presses her hips up, chasing the friction.
I groan against her, the vibrations making her moan louder. My tongue flicks faster, sucking gently before I slide a finger inside her, feeling the tightness that grips me immediately. She’s soaked, but as I ease in deeper, I meet resistance, her body clamping down around me like a fist.
I pause, lifting my head, my lips brushing her inner thigh.
“Eden?” My voice is rough, hoarse with need.
She props herself on her elbows, hair wild around her flushed face, eyes hazy. “Yeah?”
I stroke her with one finger, watching the way her body clenches around it. “You’re tight. Really tight.”
Her gaze darts away for a second, and she bites her lip. But then, she looks back at me, chin tilting up stubbornly. “I… I told you I don’t know what I’m doing. I…haven’t had sex before, Silas.”
Everything inside me freezes. My cock throbs painfully, pressed against the cushion beneath me. I exhale slowly, trying to calm the rush of adrenaline and the overwhelming urge to bury myself inside her right then and there.
“You’re serious?” I search her face, needing to be sure.
She nods, her voice soft. “I waited for you. I wanted you to be the one.”
Fuck.
I drop my forehead to her hip, breathing hard against her skin. “Jesus, Eden.” I kiss the soft curve of her belly, right above her mound. “You… you have no idea what that does to me.”
Her fingers slide through my hair, tugging gently. “Is that okay?” she whispers.
I chuckle, nudging her thighs open wider. “More than okay. I’m going to make this perfect for you. And make you mine. No man will ever touch you again as long as I’m alive.”
She has a faraway look in her eyes. She’s fucking finally mine.
Sliding two fingers inside her, I move slow, curling up to find that spot that makes her whimper. I suck her clit, tongue circling as I stroke her from the inside, coaxing her body to relax, to take more of me. Her thighs quiver around my head, hips lifting off the couch as she chases the pleasure.
“Silas,” she cries out, voice breaking apart, and I know she’s close.
I press deeper, thumb rubbing over her swollen nub, and that’s all it takes. Her orgasm hits hard, thighs squeezing around my head as she shudders and moans. I keep moving, dragging it out until she collapses, panting and trembling against the cushions. I climb over her, kissing her softly, fingers brushing her flushed cheek. Her bare breasts press against my chest, nipples hard and rubbing against me, making my cock throb harder.