We follow him inside. He isn’t joking about it being dusty. Eden sneezes a couple of times before we move on into an apartment that is sparsely decorated and remarkably clean. I glance at Eli and wonder how often ‘sometimes’ really is. Keeping one place clean was a nightmare for me before I could afford someone to do it for me. Then again, Eli seems more meticulous than I am. Maybe he likes cleaning? It’s possible, I guess.
“It’s nice,” Eden says, looking around before going into the bathroom as Eli holds the door open for her. “Thanks for this, Eli.”
She kisses him briefly before closing the door. I hear the lock turn and disappointment soars through me. One day, Levine. You can manage one day. It’s more than halfway over already.
“This is driving me crazy,” Eli murmurs, as he crosses to the window and takes a look outside.
“Really? I couldn’t tell,” I say, earning a glower.
“I’ve had a semi all damn day,” he tells me. “It’s like I can’t be around Eden without feeling desperate to get intimate with her.” He blows out a breath. “I feel like a damn teenager.”
“I know that feeling. You think it’s because we’re hers’?”
He shakes his head. “I don’t know what it is, but it’s driving me crazy.”
We stand there in silence for a while, listening to the sound of the water falling. All I can imagine is Eden’s perfect body under the hot stream, droplets of water running down her full breasts while her hands rub soap down the flat of her stomach, inching toward the soft hair of her pussy.
“Oh God, hurry up and quit showering,” I mutter, folding my arms. My dick is twitching so bad I feel like it’s having a goddamned seizure in my pants.
Thing is, it doesn’t help when the shower stops. I hear her sigh softly as I imagine her drying off her incredible body. I move my gaze from the door and see Eli adjusting himself in his pants. He’s just as hard as I am right now. We’re both ready for her, desperate to be invited to pleasure our Goddess.
Then, the lock turns and she steps out of the room. I don’t realise I’m stroking the front of my jeans until my gaze catches on those long legs in the sex siren stockings, until I see she chose the trench-coat and realise she isn’t wearing anything underneath. I feel a surge of longing before I come in my pants, groaning as my gaze locks with hers. It’s such sweet agony to see her like this, even as relief flows through me when my release stains my jeans at the crotch.
She bites down on her red-painted lips. She looks like sin right now and I can’t stop staring.
“Did you just come, Nick?”
“You look so damn good, Eden.”
“We need to go,” Eli reminds us, snapping back to his professional side.
I glance at him. He’s still hard as rock for her, but he didn’t snap like I did. He’s still going crazy with desire. I will be too, soon enough. Even for a guy like me, this is diabolical. It’s not like we didn’t already fuck Eden today. Once is just never enough. Twice starts to get there, but I could fuck her all day and still be desperate and ready for more.
We get moving and I try to avoid watching Eden’s ass as she moves down stairs in front of me. One peek of that rounded pink flesh and I’ll be pitching another goddamned tent.
I’m really not the jealous type, but Asher’s demand on our Goddess makes me kind of hate him right now. Why should he get her all to himself? Especially when she’s in a playful enough mood to dress up.
We all get back into the car, and I turn to Eden. “We’ll have our own surprise for you tomorrow while Asher’s at work, so don’t go making other plans.”
Her face flushes as I open the back door for her. “I won’t make other plans.”
Then I guess I’d better work out what the surprise is going to be. I feel my lips twitch as I remember what was in the delivery this morning. One item was particularly thrilling. I know exactly what the surprise is going to be.
Chapter Fourteen
Eden
I’m confused when Eli draws the car up outside the library. It’s barely 7 p.m. and hardly dark outside. I glance down at my obvious sexy outfit and start to feel nervous.
“Um, why are we here? I thought you guys said...”
“Relax,” Nick tells me. “Asher closed the place at seven. I’m just checking Ronnie’s gone. Once he says yes, I’ll escort you inside.”
Okay, panic slightly subsiding. Still. I’m wearing a kind of scandalous outfit right now. I hope the owner of the cafe across the street isn’t watching when I step out of the car.
“It’s worth the five seconds of exposure,” Nick assures me. “No-one’s going to see you, Eden. And Asher’s going to fucking love it.”
I take a few deep breaths. Nick’s phone beeps and he nods, getting out the car.
“Have fun,” Eli tells me.
I lean in and kiss his cheek, before grabbing my purse and stepping out of the car carefully. I manage to flash Nick, but he really doesn’t seem to mind. His eyes haze over with lust as he helps me out and closes the door.
“Oh, Eden. You’re going to have to wear this for me some day.” His hand goes from the lapel down my breast and around the back to squeeze my ass.
“Nick...” I start to warn him.
He smiles. “Just warming you up for him.”
I have to laugh. I don’t need warming up, and he damn well knows it.
He ushers me onward, staying close behind me. It’s as hidden from sight as I’m going to get. And the outfit really is worth it when I see Asher’s face. He pushes the door wider after a second of open-mouthed staring and lets me in.
“Look after her tonight,” Nick says, before moving away.
Asher smiles at me. “I will.”
He closes the door and locks it. Every second that we’ve been apart all day has been agony. I’ve been slick and ready to be filled, aching to feel him inside. I can’t wait a moment longer.
I can see the bulge in his pants from where I stand, three feet away. I smile as I untie the belt of the jacket, and undo the three big buttons down the middle. It’s warm in here, and it’s about to get even hotter. He stares as I peel the material back, exposing myself to him.
“I’ve been wet all day for you, Asher.”
He moves in close and peels the thin material of the coat down over my shoulders. “The very first day you walked in here, I had this vivid daydream of you just climbing onto the counter and claiming my lips.”
I let the trench coat drop to the ground. “You did?”
He smiles as he grasps my ass and lifts me up. I close my legs around his waist and clasp my arms around his neck. He takes a few effortless steps before putting my ass down on the cold hard counter. I gasp in a breath, keeping my legs closed around his waist as he leans in, gaze on my mouth.
I grab his tie and pull his face to mine, kissing him long and hard. My heart is racing and I’m desperate to feel him inside me, but I can’t deny him this kiss he’s been dreaming of.
His tongue invades my mouth as his arms keep me close. My breasts rub against the harsh material of his vest, making me moan. Already desperate, this teasing makes my body pine to be connected to his fully. I reach down and find his pants already unzipped. I tease his cock out of the opening, inch by hot, rigid inch. I push myself forward until my ass is barely perched on the edge of the counter, and his dick is close enough to allow the tip to enter and find out just how wet I am.
“Oh fuck,” he whispers, breaking the kiss to pull me down onto his dick.
Being impaled never felt so damned good. The shock of it sends ripples of pleasure through me.
He moves carefully, turning so his ass is resting against the counter. The angle is no good to let me use the counter to move and the gentle rocking I can manage isn’t doing much more than teasing either of us.
“Lay me down on the desk and get on top,” I tell him, desperate to feel him thrusting inside me.
I kick off my heels and he lays me down. I spread my legs and
he watches my fingers explore before he strips off his jacket. I wonder what he’s doing for a second but it makes sense once he places the jacket under my head like a pillow and moves quickly onto the counter to lay down on top of me. He’s still mostly dressed, and honestly, it’s a turn on. He can’t wait long enough to get out of his clothes. He has to have me now, like this. His fingers run over the stockings before he presses the tip of his dick to my slick cleft and pushes forward. His vest scrapes against my hard, reddened nipples again and I moan as he fills me.
“Oh, Asher. You don’t know how much I needed this.”
“I think I have some idea,” he tells me, kissing my throat.
“Nick and Eli wanted to fuck me after you left.”
“I’m sure they did.” He gives me an amused smirk.
“You left me hanging all day,” I tell him, as he starts to move faster, his hands pulling my hips as he thrusts. The hard, unrelenting pace he picks up to is exactly what I’ve been craving from him. I come hard under him, groaning and clutching tightly at his ass.
“I’ll make up for that tonight,” he promises, gazing at me. “I’ll make up for every last second you’ve been left wanting.”
Chapter Fifteen
Asher
Seeing Eden dressed like that made me realise just how hungry I was for her, waiting all day to be sheathed inside her tight, wet cunt. Hearing how desperate she was for me only made the longing that much sharper. I hadn’t planned to fuck her on the front desk, but I wasn’t going to complain about it. Well, maybe a little.
“Ugh, my knees.” I get down from the counter and help Eden sit up, after I’ve flexed my legs a little.
“Yeah, this desk’s harder than I thought it looked too,” she says, reaching out to stroke her fingers through my hair. “So, this was your plan for tonight? Have me, here, where we first ran into each other again?”
I smile. “Not quite, but it was hard to resist you in that coat. Or, rather, out of that coat.”
“Thought you’d like it,” she says. “So what was the plan? The guys mentioned dinner so I wasn’t allowed to eat before we got here.”
“Dinner is right this way,” I tell her, lifting her down and watching her pick up the heels and coat. “Oh, wait.”
Probably impractical to eat naked, and too warm to wear the coat. I think for a second before going to the cupboard at the back of the counter and pulling out the gym bag I stashed there months ago. I’d planned on taking up tennis when there was talk about turning grounds near Eden’s mansion into courts. It never happened, but I’d already bought gear. The polo shirt and shorts will drown her small frame, but they’re our best option right now.
“Here,” I say, pulling them out and handing them to her.
She smiles. “Thanks. I wasn’t exactly thinking of comfort when I picked my outfit.”
I wait for her to put them on before I lead her up the first floor. I’ve set out a table with the food that was delivered ten minutes before she arrived, at the front of the balcony, where we can look down over the library. It’s not the perfect view, but I’m saving that for later, when the sky goes dark.
“You got the food from our place!” she seems excited as she sits down.
I put it into plates I warmed up in the staff kitchen microwave, to keep it from going cold. “The plates might be hot, so watch out.”
I lift the serving lids and place them on the next table. Then I pour the wine as Eden looks around.
“Wow, the library’s bigger than I thought it was.”
I nod. “I’m opening this section back up soon. It’s been closed to the public for a while now.”
“Oh. That’s why the shelves are empty.”
“It is,” I say, wondering if she’s noticed the makeshift bed past the first row of bookshelves. Considering those shelves are empty, it’s kind of hard to miss.
“I’m so hungry,” she murmurs. “This is amazing. How did you get them to deliver?”
I shrug. “I bribed the owner’s daughter to bring it over. She’s a good negotiator, it turns out.”
Eden laughs. “How much did she swindle out of you?”
“A gentleman never tells,” I say, smiling.
“Well, whatever it was, it was worth it.”
“I know.”
I sit down once the wine is poured. Eden’s already carving the meatballs into smaller chunks and eating them. The little moans she makes are gratifying. Almost as sexy as the moaning she was doing under me right before we came up here.
We eat in a comfortable silence, enjoying the food and the wine.
Eden puts her fork down and licks her lips and I realise her blood-red lipstick has worn away. The more pinkish tone of her naked lips is so much more enticing. I lean in and kiss her briefly.
She smiles. “What was that for?”
“I want to kiss you all over tonight.”
I smile at the darkening of the library below. The stars are out now. It’s dark outside. The perfect time to move to the section we’re going to spend the rest of the night in.
“Oh you do?” She sounds amused.
I get up and hold out my hand. “Come with me.”
She moves and the shorts fall off. “Oops,” she says, stepping out of them. “Guess I don’t need them now, anyway.”
She doesn’t need any clothes now, but I’m sure she knows that. I bring her to the bed and pick up the lighter I left on one of the shelves. She watches me light candles on the surrounding shelves, and she gasps as she looks around and realises there’s a window directly above us. The sky light above shows us the night sky in its starlit glory. She stares up there as I wrap my arms around her from behind.
“I know being together outside is kind of our thing. This felt a little less risky than taking you to the park.”
She turns, pushes onto her toes and kisses me. “I love you, Asher.”
“I love you too, Eden.”
She strips out of the T-shirt and lies down on the bed. I undress before I join her, marvelling over this gorgeous woman laid out before me as she admires the night sky above us. Tonight is a memory to cling to, and I’m going to make sure it’s perfect.
Chapter Sixteen
Eden
Asher’s erection rubs up against my ass as I wake up. After the marathon session we had last night, I don’t know how he can be so damned hard again this morning. Then again, it’s not as if I’m easily sated either. I could go another round, or four. Then I remember where we are, about three seconds before a disgruntled cough makes me aware that we’re not alone.
Ronnie is staring down at us as if she’s pissed off. Oh, God. I really hope she doesn’t have a crush on Asher after all. I know Catherine used her to try and make Asher cheat on me, but this doesn’t look like someone who’s just pissed at her colleague for abusing privileges.
“Asher,” I say gently, shaking him. “You need to wake up.”
He groans and hugs me closer. The movement drags the sheet away from his leg which seems to be all the excuse Ronnie was waiting for to make physical contact.
Ronnie kicks one Mary-Jane at his exposed foot. “Wake up, Ash. The library’s supposed to be open.”
He opens his eyes and frowns. Then his face falls. “Shit.”
“Indeed,” Ronnie says, crossing her arms. “What’s all this crap about not letting the first floor be open because I’m going to ‘get up to stuff with what’s-his-face’? You’re such a dickhead. And his name is Brandon. Asshat.”
“Ronnie, calm the hell down,” Asher says, sitting up and feeling around. He puts on his glasses. “I told you, I’ll open it. I just had to...”
“You just had to fuck your famous girlfriend up here first.” She shakes her head and storms off, yelling back, “I’m opening up in ten so you’d better get the hell up before then and put some damned clothes on.”
“I don’t think anyone’s been that pissed at me since I was a teenager,” Asher says, getting up and hauling on his clothes.
“I’ll walk you home. She can stew some more while we’re gone.”
“Um...” I look around for my clothes and realise I don’t really have any.
He’s already up and hauling on his boxers. I pull the sheets around me and spot the shirt he gave me last night. It’ll do. I seriously regret my lack of underwear though. My breasts get so damned bouncy out of a bra. Which is fine when I’m out someplace in a sexy dress, where I’m probably going to be sitting most of the night. Walking home is going to be less fun than that.
I look at the shorts and groan. I couldn’t keep them up for two minutes last night. Not to mention the fact that my shoes have pointed toes and I haven’t had them long enough to break them in.
I get dressed anyway, then find my stockings and stuff them into the coat pocket before taking the belt and using it to keep my shorts from falling down.
Asher walks over, dressed but dishevelled, stuffing his tie into his vest pocket. “Ready?”
“I guess,” I tell him, slinging the coat over my arm and carrying the heels under it.
He walks me downstairs and puts his shoes on quickly as Ronnie scowls at him from behind the desk.
“You’re cleaning this whole place today,” she tells him, as if she’s in charge. “Starting with the front desk.”
He picks up his rolled up jacket and throws it on. “You can get started on that while I’m gone.”
“Gone?” She glowers at him. “You’re supposed to be...”
“I’ll be back in an hour at most.” He sighs before turning. “What do you want from the cafe when I get back?”
Her frown straightens out suddenly, and she actually smiles, even if it’s only cursory.
“A large cappuccino, and the biggest box of chocolates they have.”
“Done.” Asher takes my hand and leads me out.
“That was easy,” I murmur.
He shrugs. “She’ll make more demands until I tell her she’s pushing her luck. I’ll probably have to turn a blind eye to her boyfriend taking her to the first floor while the library’s open.”
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