Eden's Pleasure (Pulse Book 1) (26 page)

She gave a sudden gasp as she felt a warm drizzle of thick liquid pour over her stomach and each breast. It was strange yet so sensual. Chase’s tongue advanced across her belly, slowly licking up the liquid, and the air cooled her skin where his hot tongue had lapped it. She shivered from head to toe and he growled his enjoyment, licking her clean.

“Open your mouth, baby,” he commanded. “No touching.” His weight moved closer, and she smiled when she realized the head of his cock was touching her belly. In her mind, she could see it hanging like a pendulum, tickling against her.

The unmistakable aroma of chocolate filled her nostrils. He pressed something to her lips, and she bit down cautiously. It was a chocolate-dipped strawberry. Eden licked her lips as Chase met her tongue with his. Other dipped fruits followed, pineapple and mango. With each one, Chase’s mouth and tongue devoured hers. A drizzle of warm chocolate poured between her lips to her waiting tongue, then down her chin to her breast. His tongue followed the trail as she trembled with need and yearning.

Waiting what seemed like forever, her pulse raced and her clit throbbed impatiently. Chase took a feather from the tray and licked his lips as he brought it to her lips. She had no idea what it was, but something soft trailed over her mouth and down her chin to her nipples, encircling each one. It tickled and she recoiled from it. It tickled down her belly to her inner thighs, brushing on either side of her swollen folds, but never getting quite close enough to her sweet spot. She followed its moves with her hips, and she felt her wetness increasing.

Her mind was whirling, and she raised her hands, reaching out, but Chase grabbed them and braced them at her sides. “No!” he said.

The tickle was replaced by the sudden awareness of wet, cold ice on her hot skin. She blew out a puff of air at the rapid change in temperature, murmuring her protest. Chase held the ice cube between his lips and drifted it up and down her thighs and across her soft mound at her pubic bone, then skimming it over the opening of her gleaming wet pussy before stopping.

With his mouth over her opening, he pushed the remainder of the cube into her with his tongue. Eden gasped at the sensation. Chase spread her lips open with both hands and licked her with the tip of his cold, wet tongue up to her clit. She was wet and warm, and he took his time forming slow, lazy circles around her clit as she writhed under him.

He inserted two fingers into her, slowly shoving deeper in, and stroked her sensitive G-spot, and then withdrew and repeated the process again. His pace never increasing, he licked her clit with a bit more pressure, and she raised her hips to meet his tongue, so wild with need.

“Faster!” she begged.

He nipped her clit gently with his teeth before sucking it between his lips and flicking it roughly. Her orgasm came over her, slowly building to an immediate burst of hot, wet release. Every inch of her tightened, her thighs shaking, and she let out a loud moan. She shook all over uncontrollably, and Chase slunk up her body, taking her hands in his as she came down from her orgasm high.

He raised them over her head and held them firmly in place with one hand, as he clutched his cock in his other, rubbing it over her pussy enjoying her wetness. He then thrust forward in one blow, burying his cock to the balls. She cried out, and he held her as she tried to get her hands free.

He tightened his grasp, thrusting repeatedly into her with a mischievous smile of satisfaction on his face. “Relax and enjoy, baby!” he growled and she stopped fighting him, rocking her hips to match his rhythm. “That’s it. Feel me. Feel my cock deep inside.”

Eden wrapped her legs around his waist. She wanted to hold him, touch him. She enjoyed his control over her; his dominance was intoxicating. Their moans and growls echoed in the room as he reached his release. He pounded into her with each blast of his hot seed until he was drained. He slumped over her body. Eden pulled her hands free, tearing off the blindfold, finally able to smooth her hands over his flesh, running them up and down his back, tearing her nails over his skin.

“How did that feel?” he asked, running his hand over her forehead.

“Sticky…and a little sore,” she admitted. “It was fucking fantastic!”

Chase laughed at her vivid description. “Did I hurt you, baby?” He slipped his body off of her and cradled her in his arms.

“Not hurt, just a little battered. You came without a warning.” She almost laughed.

He released her, rolling off the bed and into the bathroom.

“Chase, don’t go. I’m ok really!” she called out to him.

He returned to her side with a warm, damp facecloth and towel. He wiped her clean of the chocolate residue and carefully opened her legs, gently cleaning her up with the facecloth, then dried her with the soft towel and threw them into the bathroom.

“That should feel better in a few minutes.” He stroked her hair and placed a kiss on her cheek.

“How did you learn all this? I mean how to pleasure a woman the way you do? You read a lot or what?” she asked, running her fingertip over the knuckles of his hand that cradled her breast. “There can’t be another man on earth as attentive as you.”

“It’s not something you learn from a book, baby. Let’s just say I pay attention to details. It’s always been my experience that in order to get the pleasure that you demand, you must give pleasure first.” He pulled the bed sheet over them both and turned out the light.

The moonlight lit the room in a soft glow. Chase pulled her back into his arms, spooning her, nuzzling into her hair, enjoying the scent that was only Eden. He smiled to himself and knew that only the best could come from what they still had to share.

***

“Breakfast by the pool?” Chase asked when Eden’s eyes opened. He was kneeling over her, his hair wet from his shower and dripping on her. He was in a playful mood, shaking the bed to stir her from her peaceful sleep.

“That sounds great.” She stretched her arms over her head and arched her back in his direction, her breasts bared to him temptingly.

He ran his hand between her breasts, and she smiled up at him, wrapping her arms around his neck, and fastening her lips to his before snuggling back into her pillow. He pulled the pillow from under her head and threw it to the floor, ripping the sheet from the bed to join it. He rolled her onto her stomach, playfully sinking his teeth into the soft flesh of her rear end, and she squealed her protest. He jumped from the bed just as her hand came close to slapping him in retaliation for his child-like assault, a near miss.

“You’re such an animal,” she called out, rubbing her butt and pouting, her brows drawn together, and then she laughed at his fun physical attack.

The site of his teeth marks, pink and fresh on her pale skin, made him suddenly aware of his hard-on.
Time to move before we stay here all day
, he thought.

“I’ll meet you down there, ok?” Chase said backing out of the room and winking. “Ten minutes max. Don’t even think about going back to sleep,” he cautioned with a wave of his finger, closing the door behind him.

***

The day was beautiful and warm despite the season. Fall had just begun, and the leaves were showing signs of a slight change in color, just a hint of what was to come. Eden wore sweats and a t-shirt with no desire to be anything more than casual today. When she walked out to the patio, she saw that a table had been set poolside with a white linen cloth, red chargers, and fancy embellished stemware, but no sign of Chase.

She was about to go back into the house to look for him, when a beautiful young woman in a stark white uniform came with a coffee pot. She had a towel draped over her arm and turned one of the cups over, waiting to fill it. “Would you care for coffee, miss?” she asked.

“Yes please.”

“Mr. Dean will join you momentarily,” she said as she poured the coffee, placed the pot at the center of the table and nodded a tiny smile before disappearing inside.

The coffee was hot, and the taste was so welcoming. Eden had slept like a baby, but morning had come far too early. The caffeine stimulated her to life. Chase was definitely a morning person. She laughed recalling the way he bounced on the bed like a small child on Christmas morning. The thought that she would most likely have to conform to a morning routine was a daunting one.

She could smell his scent as he got closer. She closed her eyes and inhaled deeply, taking him in like it was her one last breath. When she opened them again, he stood behind her and held a small bouquet of fragrant lily of the valley in front of her. She took it from him, holding it to her nose to breathe in its fragrance. He stood beside her at the table and filled his cup with coffee; the look of happiness on her face ignited his heart.

“You remembered. They’re beautiful, thank you.” She grasped his shirtfront in her fist, pulling him close to kiss his cheek.

“Have a seat.” He held his hand at the back of her chair and waited for her to follow his request.

The same young lady that brought the coffee earlier arrived with two covered plates. She set them down at each setting and removed the covers to reveal warm crêpes with fresh blueberries, strawberries, and a dollop of whipped cream on top.

“I hope you like crêpes. I asked Chef to make my favorite breakfast.” He watched her closely, gauging her reaction.

“Yum! I love them, especially with whipped cream,” she said, licking her lips in anticipation.

“I’ll have to remember that,” he said with a corrupt grin.

Smiling back, she dug into the delightful creation, watching while Chase ate his crêpes, enjoying the action of his tongue as it licked across his lips, unaware that he was causing her to stir in her seat. Eden moved her eyes to the plate to change her attention to things less desirable.

This was something she could definitely get used to. Having breakfast by the pool each morning, being served hand and foot, and being spoiled rotten. But she knew it wasn’t really her, and the reality that this was all a temporary situation would serve in keeping her focused. For now, she’d relax and enjoy.

“More coffee, Mr. Dean?” the young lady asked while clearing away their dishes.

“No thanks. Please tell Chef that we enjoyed our breakfast very much,” Chase instructed while wiping his mouth. He placed the linen napkin on the table, exchanging it for Eden’s hand. “What would you like to do today?” he asked as he nibbled at each of her fingertips.

“I should get some work done. I have deadlines and a new contract proposal to put together,” she said, trying to hold her wits about her as Chase’s lips moved over her wrist and up to the crease of her elbow which felt extremely erotic. He was driving her crazy.

She stood, causing him to lose his hold and walked over to the pool’s edge. He followed, keeping close, trying to grab at her waist, forcing himself forward and trying to kiss the back of her neck. Eden would playfully move his hands away, dodging forward just out of reach, as he attempted his attack again and again around the pool’s edge. She laughed unrestrained at his every failed effort to catch her.

He leaped forward at her with a grand-style football tackle, wrapping his arm around her waist, and pulling her into the pool with a giant splash. They roared and laughed, splashing at each other before he closed in and kissed her with a furious passion.

“Well, looks like someone’s having fun,” a voice said with disgust and mockery.

The pair looked up, trying to catch their breath, wiping water from their faces in an effort to cover their embarrassment.

“What are you doing here, Rheanna? How the hell did you get in?” Chase burst out in anger at his sister while lifting Eden onto the edge of the pool, before pulling himself out. Standing, he put out a hand to Eden, bringing her to her feet effortlessly. He grabbed a towel from the nearby lounger and wrapped it around her shoulders.

Rheanna held out a set of keys on a pair of red plastic lips. “Nice! I have the key you gave me, and security knows me. I asked you if I could use the place. You really can be a prick,” she shot out at him with outrage. It was obvious that she had been drinking as she wobbled on her spike heels.

He looked at the comical keychain and wiped his face with a towel. “I forgot. I’ve had a lot on my mind,” he explained, still angered and red-faced.

“I can see that. Sleeping with your gold-digging whore would take priority over family.” She glared with a pointed finger at Eden. “Know this, Miss Fox: fucking my brother won’t guarantee you a piece of the family fortune or a place at Christmas dinner. When he’s done with you and your sorry ass, he’ll throw you out like the rest of the trash.”

She continued her glare with a hand on her hip. The dragon lady, as Eden liked to call her, had blasted her fiery breath at Eden, and it stung. But before either one could react, Chase seized Rheanna by the elbow, roughly escorting her through the house to the front door, leaving a watery trail behind him.

“Ouch! Chase, you’re hurting me!” she cried out in an exaggerated attempt to draw attention from the house staff that scurried in retreat when Chase turned in their direction, his command not needing to be verbalized.

“You’ve been drinking again!” he yelled, opening the front door and shoving her hard. “Out!” She stumbled and tears started to well up in her pathetic, puppy-dog eyes.

“Don’t even! You come into my home drunk, and you insult me and my guest. What do you expect, Rheanna? You’re a contemptible little bitch, and I don’t have to put up with you anymore. I have no obligations to you. When Dad died, so did my agreement to take care of you.”

His words were icy cold; he knew that was the only way to get through to her. He had promised his father to take care of Rheanna, because when no one else could handle her, Chase usually could. She was so self-absorbed, worried about no one. Her sexual promiscuity with married men left the family embarrassed. Her drinking broke her father’s heart over and over again, which left Chase with a fierce hatred for her straight from the bowels of hell.