he said, sitting down before moving to the center of the mattress. He wrapped his hand around the base of his steel-hard cock, which had begun to drool against his abdomen. “I like the thought of you riding me very much.”
He could not help but grin as Eden climbed onto the bed then across it to straddle his thighs. She reached between them and stroked the back of her fingers up the underside of his cock from his hand to the tip as she settled her sweet ass on his thighs.
He sucked a breath at her gentle touch. His cock twitched and grew so hard he had to grit his teeth to keep from exploding. His breathing stopped she took the head between her fingertips and just held it.
Grabbing her wrist, he pulled her hand off. He lifted their hands and licked the pad of each finger as he stared deep into her eyes. He watched as heat and need shivered through her expression and felt her body begin to tremble.
“For some reason being near you makes me quick on the trigger,” he said with a grin.
“You make me stop thinking of anything but getting closer to you until we become one,” she responded, dropping her eyes from his as her cheeks blushed a pretty pink.
Her admission made his cock throb even stronger with the need to burrow deep inside her, making them one as she wished.
Leaning to the side, he grabbed one of condoms out of the basket on the nightstand. Pressing it in her hand, he ordered gruffly, “Put this on me.”
Chapter 7
It took Eden a moment of staring at the plastic square in her hand to remember what she was supposed to do with it. With fingers that visibly shook, she fumbled to open the package and extract the condom. Then she held it as her eyes sought his. A strong scent of orange filled the air between them.
“It smells yummy,” he said when he realized where the citrusy-flavored air was coming from.
“It’s one of the flavored ones,” she explained, “for people who enjoy oral sex but want to be protected as well.”
Bailey nodded understanding. “Okay, sunflower, sheath me.”
“I’ve never done this before,” she admitted softly, holding the condom between them.
Sure, she had taught women at her sex toy parties about the need to protect themselves, but she had never actually put one on a living, breathing cock before. Men in her past had always done this themselves.
Bailey looked startled for a moment before giving her a reassuring smile. “Then I think it’s time you did, don’t you?”
Eden paused then nodded, but anxiety knotted her stomach so hard she thought she might be sick. What if she hurt him? Would he laugh if she messed it up?
“Okay, sunflower, it’s very easy. Pinch the tip between your thumb and index finger,” he said, “and just unroll the tube down my cock with your other hand.”
Eden followed the easy instructions. She felt an inordinate sense of triumph when she sheathed Bailey’s cock without the condom tearing or causing Bailey to cry out in pain.
“I did it!” She grinned at Bailey, wondering if she looked like a little girl who had just ridden her bike all alone for the first time.
“You sure did, but you can’t stop now,” he said, his voice dropping deeper than she had ever heard it before.
“What else is there?”
“This,” he said, sliding his hands under her ass and lifting her body up and toward his until the head of his cock brushed at the sensitive flesh between her legs, almost, but not quite matching up with her entrance. “Put your trusty steed where he needs to be so you can ride him.”
With one hand on his shoulder for balance, Eden reached between them and wrapped her hand around his cock just under the head. Stroking down and then up, she watched Bailey’s eyelids drop and his expression grow even more intense.
“Eden,” he growled.
The words reverberated through her as a warning that he was nearing the end of his control. Since she was already there just from preparing him, she did not prolong the play.
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