32.
Eddie
Blood is coursing through my veins as I storm towards the bed. Lucy is strewn across it, looking like the sexiest kind of bad. So far removed from the innocent girl I once thought she was, and yet still the same person. I love this side to her. Fuck. I love every side of her. Her lips are swollen from my kisses, quirked up at the corners in a sultry smile. Her big brown eyes sparkle and dance as she dares me. I am so up for the challenge.
I prowl towards her, pushing her back onto the bed as I crawl over her fully clothed body. “Take it off,” I growl, hovering above her, daring her to say no. “Or I can’t guarantee it will survive.”
Lust blazes in her. She rolls her body trying to reach mine but I don’t allow it, pinning her down. “Make me,” she says again.
My hands are on her chest, pawing at the neckline of her top. I’ve already ruined this top anyway, here goes nothing. Straddling her hips, I sit back, her top fisted in my hands. I cock an eyebrow at her and her response is to rock her hips under me, rubbing against my stiffening dick. I groan and pull her top apart, tearing it in one swift move from neck to navel.
Her breasts are heaving beneath the black lace of her bra, her nipples hardening, making their presence abundantly clear. Without a thought my mouth is sucking her through the translucent fabric. She groans, her hands running across my scalp. I move to the other tit, lavishing each one with the adoration she deserves. My hands reach around her back, fumbling with the catch on her bra until it comes undone.
I pull her up to sitting with me, freeing her from the bra and the remains of her top. She doesn’t fight me on it, now too caught up in her desire to do anything but give in. Her lips are on my neck, sucking, nipping, licking. Fuck me, it feels amazing. I groan, throwing the clothes over my shoulder out of the way.
She goes willingly as I push her back onto the bed, reaching over her to the bedside draw. Her mouth trails down my chest, nuzzling and sucking and kissing me. She finds my nipple, twirling her tongue around it in the most intoxicating way as her fingers grip my back. I don’t even try to stifle the groan.
“Mmm, Eddie.” I finally find what I’m looking for and put them on the bed. Reaching back, I peel her arms off me and heave her up the bed. Giggles erupt from her. “Eddie!”
I kiss her, silencing her, distracting her. Holding her hands above her head I pick up the handcuffs, wrapping one around her wrist, before looping it through the headboard and securing her other arm in place. The skin on her arms is like silk as I slide my hands down until I am cupping her breasts.
When I release her lips, she gasps and struggles beneath me. “What are you doing, Eddie?” There is no fear in her voice, only excitement.
I remove her glasses slowly, smiling down on her. She is at my mercy, and I’m going to make sure she loves it as much as I do. Leaning forward until my mouth is less than an inch away from hers, I say, “I’m claiming you. Just like I promised I would.” I brush my lips across her cheek before whispering, “one inch at a time.”
Her breath catches in her throat. “C-claiming… But I thought…”
I crawl backwards slowly, kissing random points on her body as I do so and enjoying the ripple of goosebumps that spread out from my touch. “Did you think we would have some hard and fast sex and that would be that? Huh, Luce?” I look up at her and she is watching me, her eyes trying to focus without her glasses. She nods and I laugh, kissing her sloppily just above the fly of her jeans. Her body is quivering. “Did you think,” I continue, slowly unzipping her trousers and working them down her legs,”that I could sleep next to your draw of delights for over a fortnight without thinking about exactly how I could use each and every one of your toys to best effect?”
I’m standing at the end of the bed as I whip off her jeans and she visibly shivers. Hooking my fingers in to her knickers I slowly drag them off her body. “Oh, Lucy, baby. You have no idea.”
Lucy is lying naked in front of me, like a feast I cannot wait to devour. I lift up her right foot, gently stroking the arch of her instep. She whimpers, “Eddie?”
“Shhh, my love,” I gently kiss a beauty spot just above her little toe, before stroking my hand across the top of her foot. “I am going to kiss every one of the constellation of beauty spots on your body. Every single one. I want to show you how much I care about you and I am going to take my time doing it.”
I am going to torture her with pleasure until she thinks she can’t take any more, until she is screaming my name. I know how fucking caveman that sounds, but if I’m reading her right, she wants it as much as I do. If I’m not, then all she has to do is tell me and I’ll stop. Whether or not she knows it, she is in control.
Kneeling on the edge of the bed, I kiss the small beauty spot under her right ankle. Working my way up her body I feel like a child on a treasure hunt, delighting in each new find. I stroke my hands across her leg before bending to kiss each mark. Little moans escape her as I press my lips to her inner thigh and she starts to wrap her legs around me, pulling me face first towards her wet and welcoming cunt.
I look up her body and Lucy’s eyes are locked on mine. “I warn you, I will start again.” My voice is a rumbled warning.
The smell of her arousal is almost overpowering, and all I want to do is bury my head in her pussy. “Please, Eddie,” she whimpers and I am powerless to resist.
“Damn it,” I growl, before surging forward.
She gasps as I lick and suck and nuzzle and finger her glorious pussy. She is wet and hot and moaning for me, writhing beneath my ministrations. Every time she breathes my name I reward her, pressing her further, moving faster. Her hips buck upwards, so I steady her arse with my free hand. She lets me know how much she likes my hand on her arse with a low moan that I’ve never heard before. I test my theory, slowly stroking down her back and then over her cheeks. She groans again, louder this time, and flicks her hips slightly. My cock was already hard, but when she groans like that it becomes steel. It is painful how much I want to be inside her right now.
My fingers keep moving in and out of her as I lift my head to look at her. Big brown eyes misty with lust stare back at me and a face that reminds me how close she is. I slow down my hand and kiss her inner thigh gently. “You taste so fucking good, Luce. I could stay here all day. But what I really want to do is flip you over and make love to you while I fondle that gorgeous arse of yours.” To make my point I rub her arse again.
She shudders at my words, her voice a breathy plea. “Do it, Eddie.”
Without another word, I flip her over and push her up the bed. Her arms are crossed at at the wrist, the handcuffs holding her to the bed. She rests on her forearms and knees, presenting herself to me like a prize. I run both my hands over the globes of her butt, loving the way that she pushes backwards in to me. I keep kneading her gorgeous arse with one hand as I tear off my boxers with the other. I need her so much right now. Rubbing my cock between her cheeks causes us both to moan. So I do it again and again, peppering her back with kisses as I go.
By the time I reach for the condom I pulled out of her draw earlier I am coated in sweat. I don’t know how long I’m going to be able to hold out when I’m inside her. I only hope she’s close.
Plunging into her, we both groan. After only two strokes, her forearms give way and she collapses face first into the pillows. I grit my teeth, trying desperately to think about anything that will let me hold out longer. But her moans aren’t helping, nor is the way her hands are fisted into the bed or her tiny backwards thrusts. I lean over her, still driving into her over and over as I reach around and stroke her clit.
Her climax is sudden and she is quaking and shivering around me. Her moans are partially muffled by the pillows. I keep moving. It only takes moments for me to come apart with her name on my lips. I collapse over her, pushing her down into the mattress as I try to pull myself back together. Holy hell! I have never felt anything like that before.
Rolling off Lucy, I reach up and free her from the handcuffs, drawing her in to me. I rub her wrists tenderly with my thumbs. The cuffs haven’t left marks on her arms, but I kiss them anyway. She trusted me. And that means more to me than anything else. My heart is pounding and I feel well and truly spent. She snuggles up next to me and I pull the blanket over us.
As she tilts her head to look at me, I catch her lips. Kissing her softly, I murmur, “I love you, Lucy.”
I can feel her smile before she whispers, “I love you too.”
I was wrong. It’s not just the trust, it’s her reciprocating my feelings. She loves me and is letting me love her. If I could pull her closer to me, I would. For the first time in my life I feel like part of a couple. A real couple. I should be freaking out. But I’m not.
“Excellent second date,” she mumbles sleepily, patting my chest. “I was worried you wouldn’t put out.”
I laugh. “Put out? Are we American now?”
“I grew up on Friends. What do you expect?” She sighs, but I can hear the smile she’s wearing. “But I guess I can try to use your lingo. I’m glad you claimed me.”
“Yeah, I got a bit caveman there for a moment.”
Pulling herself up my body, I can see her grin. “I like you all caveman.” She kisses me, her elbows on my shoulders, her hands in my hair. “It’s sexy.” Nipping at my lips, her voice drops half an octave, “You can claim me anytime.”
I roll onto my back, so that she is lying on top of me, laughing as she squeaks at the sudden movement. “Is that an invitation for round two? Because you’re going to have to give me a little longer than that.”
Lucy rubs herself against me, raining down kisses across my face. “Round three. You’re forgetting the hand job.”
“Always the pendant.”
“You sound like Mills.”
“Then Mills is right.”
“Do you think there’s something going on with her and Alex?”
“What?” My flatmate is very much the last thing I want to be talking about right now.
She pauses her movements as if thinking about it. “They’ve both been behaving sort of odd lately.”
I grab her arse and she squeaks again. “Do you really want to talk about this now?” I run my hand over her cheeks until I am once more greeted by the wet lips of her pussy. “I can think of more interesting things to talk about.”
She pushes back against my hand, squirming on my fingers. Breathlessly she asks, “Are you going to claim me again, Eddie?”
I chuckle. “If you like.”
I watch her brown eyes sparkle as she slowly shakes her head. “Not this time.”
“No?” My excitement is mounting. There’s something about that look in her eyes which drives me absolutely nuts.
“No.” Luce licks her lips, her hands fisting in my hair as I gently stroke her clit. When she jerks my head backwards suddenly the pain surprises me. Returning my eyes to her I let out a low growl, which only broadens her grin. “This time I’m going to claim you.”