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.