Eden's Pleasure (Pulse Book 1) (41 page)

Opening the door a crack, he reached behind her knees, and lifted her into his arms, pushing the door wide with his shoulder. He left her standing at his bedside long enough to turn the stereo system on. Soft music filled the air. He then proceeded to light a few candles and open the sheers so the moonlight could spill onto the bed.

Chase walked over and put his hand out to her. Taking it, he pulled her into his hold. They danced magically to the soft beat of the music, his hands exploring the curve of her back and the nape of her neck. Eden’s fingertips flowed over Chase’s strong shoulders and up into his unruly raven curls. She tugged with a laugh.

“Is that how you want to play?” He smirked and slapped his hand against her ass cheek.

Her brows furrowed, and her lips puckered into a painful O. “Maybe not.” She laughed and rubbed her butt.

Enjoying the feel of her breasts and hard pebbled nipples against the bare flesh of his chest, they danced smoothly back over to the bed. He set his task to removing her jeans, tugging them to the floor, holding her hand while she wriggled her feet free and kicked them to the side. Chase’s lips curled into a leer when he discovered that she had chosen not to wear panties.

“Sit down, baby,” he whispered in a gruff, low tone.

Eden did as she was told, sitting on the edge of the bed, never taking her eyes off of Chase. He slowly unbuckled his belt, sliding it out of his pant loops, and casting it aside followed by his jeans and socks and stood in only his boxers, his arousal quite apparent. Eden licked over her lips. He grinned and slid his boxers to his ankles then stepped out of them, got down on his knees before her and spread her legs wide. Wedging his body between them, he felt her evident moisture against his stomach.

“You’re so beautiful, baby,” he said, caressing her cheek. She looked into his eyes and smiled.

He feathered tiny little kisses all over her face making Eden giggle with delight. His lips traveled down her neck to her breasts, her breathing becoming more and more hurried as he swirled his eager tongue over her nipples. His hungry mouth latched on to one and then the other, taking turns sucking and nipping as she arched, weaving her hand into his hair and exhaling a long deliberate moan.

The swirling of his tongue in her navel sent a surge of excitement through her, and she squealed pushing his head further south, to borders yet to be explored. His attention was now fully focused on her glistening slit as he spread her legs wider, moving back slightly to better his view.

“Fuck, I’ve missed you, the sweet taste of you,” he told her, then dipped his fingers into her opening. Spreading her sex apart with his thumbs, he delved his tongue deep into her. He hummed his enjoyment. The vibration sent a tremor all the way to her toes. Running his tongue up to her clit and giving it a flick, her hips came forward in a shameless thrust.

“Sit still, baby,” he warned, his lips glistening with her juices. “Lean back, but don’t lay down. I want you to watch me make you cum.” She did as she was told, her clit pulsing in anticipation of his talented tongue. The man knew, without a doubt, how this tiny ball of nerve endings worked and all the right moves to instill pure pleasure.

He delved into her hot wetness looking up to her, making sure that she was watching. She brought her hand to his hair and held tight. He pulled away immediately, her face shocked at his sudden absence.

“Don’t touch, baby. Just concentrate, feel me, see me…enjoy.” He blew a small puff of air over her wetness, and a thrill ran to her very being. Eden was dripping wet, well aware of just how much as a trickle of her own juices ran from her opening and down the crack of her ass.

He moaned his pleasure when he continued his exploration of her shimmering slit. His tongue lapped her like a delicious indulgence. Burying his tongue deep into her, she couldn’t help but shift her hips forward to meet him and cry out her enjoyment, gasping for air as her climax neared.

His eyes watched with excitement, and she writhed and panted like a wild animal at the sight of him greedily lapping at her. When he puckered his lips around her clit and sucked it in with a vengeance, she screamed out an urgent orgasm, like a violent storm, coming from a distance to an explosive burst.

When he swallowed up the last of her essence, he smiled up at her, almost sinfully, coming up to her mouth and licking across her lips so she could taste herself on his tongue. Their tongues meshed together in a heated, passionate kiss.

He growled eagerly into her open mouth. “Get on your hands and knees, baby.” He gave his directive in the form of a heavy, breathed whisper.

Eden moved onto the bed on her hands and knees, looking back to see Chase admiring her rear end, his tongue resting on his upper lip, the sight steamy and hot. He ran a hand over her ass as he grasped her hip with the other, possessively pulling her back against his rock-hard arousal with an animalistic grunt. She threw back her head, laughing at his larger-than-life, sexy, alpha-male passion.

Chase caressed her ass cheeks and thighs like a man without sight exploring his surroundings for the first time. His lazy touch was driving her wild while he took his time exploring. His thumb moved along her wet folds, and she pushed her hips back to meet it. Just as she was getting into his slow, unhurried petting, she felt him prod at her puckered rear opening. Eden stilled and held her breath as he patterned circles against her tight, unyielding ring.

Chase lay over her back and whispered softly against her ear. “Just feel…let yourself go, baby, and feel.”

Eden shook her head with a sudden panic. “I’ve never had anal sex.” Chase held her tight, not allowing her to move.

“We’re not going to tonight either,” he assured her with his low, quiet whispers. “One day, I’d like to, but not now. For now, just feel how good it can be.” He pushed the tip of his thumb into her and built a slow, lazy beat in and out for several long minutes.

“Oh god, Chase.”

His free hand reached to her clit and rubbed it in circles. “Cum for me, baby. Close your eyes and cum for me.” She held tight, both openings gripping fiercely, her breathing fast and harsh. “Breath slowly, baby, relax and feel me.” Her grip eased as he spoke words of encouragement, and he increased his rhythm. “That’s it, baby. Relax and feel how fucking good it is.” After a few minutes, she finally allowed herself to feel, and he brought her to a spine-curling orgasm.

His thumb maintained its slow, languid rhythm as he pushed his cock between her soaking cleft, and they both moaned out an anguished cry. “So fucking good. You have no idea how good this feels.”

“I think I do!” Eden groaned, reached her hand back to hold his hip as he battered into her, rough and raw. He extracted his thumb and hurriedly turned her onto her back, leaving her dazed and disoriented.

Chase held her face in his hands. “I need to make love to you face to face, baby!” Her heart nearly burst at his words, and she held her hand to his cheek. He settled between her thighs, clenching his cock in his fist.

He ran the head of his cock over her opening a few times, her moans filling the air, and his heart soared as he watched her face and felt her entire body quivering with necessity. As he slowly pushed into her, she cried out a long sultry moan, leaving her nearly breathless, gripping the sheets and pushing her hips up to meet him. When he buried his full length into her, he let out a tormented groan that alarmed her.

“Chase?” she called out.

“I’m ok, baby…I just need a minute or I’ll explode. So tight. So hot. So fucking good,” he explained between breaths, fixed in deep concentration. Eden smiled at the idea of how she affected him and his voracious sexual appetite.

He started a leisurely rhythm, resting on his elbows so his hands held her face, kissing her lips with an impassioned tenderness, prolonging their pleasure, enjoying the long quiet moments.

Sitting on the edge of another orgasm, Eden tightened her inner muscles around his cock and smiled. “Faster,” she begged, thrusting her hips for encouragement. Chase smiled, raising himself onto his hands while maintaining his tempo, watching her as she writhed beneath him, enjoying her struggle to command.

Building faster and faster, feeling her pulsing around his cock, he pushed deep inside her; the sound of his sac slapping against her ass was barely heard through their heavy breathing and moans. Eden grasped onto his forearms holding tight. With each of his thrusts, her mouth formed an O, and she held her breath.

“Chase!” she called out.

His orgasm came mere moments after hers in a fierce and heavy flow of cum. She could feel it splash deep inside her as he plunged into her over and over, sweat covering his brow in a breathless euphoria.

They lay with their legs tangled around each other completely spent and breathless for some time until Chase leaned on his elbow and ran his thumb across her collar bone. He stared into her eyes with a look on his face that she had not seen before. Total and complete contentment.

“I love you, Eden.”

The words crossed his lips, and she saw his mouth move in harmony with the words, but it took time to register in her brain. She pulled his lips to hers and devoured him before forcing him away.

“Wait right there.” Eden slipped from his embrace, ran across the room to search in the pockets of her jeans, and returned to sit on the bed, holding out a small wrapped package to Chase.

“Eden, I just told you I love you.” He held the package out, disappointed with the way his announcement had gone. “What’s this?”

“Open it, you’ll understand,” she said, pushing the package closer to him.

He ripped it open, revealing a platinum ID bracelet. He looked at her, confused.

“Read the inscription,” she said, excited, waiting for his reaction.

He looked at it, and shook his head as he read it aloud. “Ti amero per sempre?...Is that Italian?”

She laughed as she placed the bracelet around his wrist and closed the clasp, then took his hand in hers. “It says I will forever love you!”

A bright smile came across his face, and he pulled her into his arms.

***

Eden lay on her side watching Chase as he slept. He was so beautiful. She watched his strong, muscular chest rise and fall, and could hear each breath he took through his slightly parted full lips. His hand rested on his chest, his long slender fingers well-manicured. They were strong, masculine tools that could create buildings, and still, they gave her such pleasure. She smiled as she thought of his touch, so gentle, so tender against her skin.

The view of the muscular V of his hips, that so turned her on when he wore his loose-fitting sweats, and his happy trail of wiry hair leading from his navel to his very well-endowed lower region, looked so tempting. She wanted to reach out her hand and stroke him but didn’t dare disturb him when he was so at peace.

He loves me; this wonderful, warm control freak loves me
.

Her thoughts turned to the last several months. The turmoil that they stormed through, her terrible past, the pain of dealing with it all, and he stayed. The very real fact that he actually wanted to be there for her and help her warmed her heart. He was her hero, her protector, her lover, and the man she truly, madly, deeply loved.

She could just stay here and watch him all day, but she needed to visit the washroom, and she was hungry, very hungry. A cold slice of pizza sounded like a great breakfast idea to her, so she slipped from the bed, grabbed Chase’s discarded shirt, and tiptoed to the washroom. She put on his shirt, buttoning it as she looked into the mirror at the new woman before her. She looked different this morning, glowing, radiant and happy beyond belief because she was in love.

As she walked quietly down the stairs, her goal devouring a slice of pizza, she started to cross the landing, and was caught off guard at the sight before her. She stood for several minutes, squinting with her mouth hanging open, at the painting on the wall above the chair.

“She’s extraordinary, isn’t she?” Chase’s voice broke through the air, stirring her.

“That’s my painting,” she stated like he had been oblivious.

“Yes, it is,” he said, wrapping his arms around her, resting his chin on top of her head, enjoying the view.

“So you were the one.” She sounded perplexed.

“Why do you sound like it’s a bad thing?” he asked her.

“It’s not a bad thing. It didn’t even cross my mind that you would have bid on it. Why didn’t you say something? You were late that night.”

“Yes I was late, but I did say I had been there earlier. I saw her and had to have her. She aroused me.” His confession melted her heart.

She turned to embrace him. “How did you know it was my painting?” she asked.

“I didn’t at first. I just knew that I had to own her. Like I knew I had to own you. There was something about her.” There was softness in his voice when he spoke of her painting.

“When did you figure it out?” she asked, looking over the signature that appeared on the painting.

He tapped her on the nose and smirked. “It didn’t really take too long.
Nede
backwards spells Eden.”

“Well, I’m flattered that it’s hanging in your penthouse,” she said with pride.

“And I hung it in your favorite spot.”

“Mmm. So you did,” she hummed, intriguing his curiosity.

“Someday, you’re going to have to share the landing secret with me.” He laughed, taking her hand and walking toward the stairs. “For now, I’m hungry, let’s eat.”

Chase made them toast with peanut butter and marmalade after talking Eden out of the idea of cold pizza. He made a pot of Roibos tea which, to Eden’s amazement, she actually liked very much and drank two cups. He was attentive as usual, fussing over her and sneaking kisses in at every chance.

He played with a curl in her hair, winding it around his index finger, fixed on the curve of her neck, watching her pulse beating in a delicate vein as she read the newspaper.

“I love you,” he said, interrupting the silence.

“I love you,” she said, brushing her hand over his rough beard.