I held out the container, allowing Eden to choose a berry, and she took a generous bite, causing the pale red juice began to run down the side of her mouth. I completely checked out once she darted out her tongue to lap up the wayward juice.
“Baylor?”
“Huh?” I finally said while coming to. Just the act of her eating a strawberry then licking up the stray juice of said strawberry was enough to do me in.
“I asked how your mom was doing.”
“She’s doing well.” I bobbed my head up and down trying to emphasize how good she was doing. “She does the billing and payroll for the business to keep her busy.” My mom adored Eden when we were growing up. I started to offer to take Eden by for a visit while she was there, but had to pull myself up short and remind myself that she was just visiting. It would do me good to remember that, she was only here for the week. For the reunion.
The more she darted her tongue out on her lips and the small smiles she gave, the more sensible logic went out the window. Screw doing the right thing, which was leaving her be. I was going to enjoy my time with her while she was there and handle the repercussions regarding my heart after she left.
I hopped down off the counter to go retrieve something to make things a little more interesting…Something that used to be her absolute favorite. I disappeared into the pantry and came out holding a delectable chocolate hazelnut treat. Her eyes lit up like Christmas Day when she saw what I was wielding in my hand. She reached out for the container while repeating, “Gimme!”
I slowed my pace and unscrewed the jar myself. “Nutella, I knew it used to be your favorite.”
Her beautiful face lit up even more. “You remembered?” As if anyone could forget anything about a woman like her. It was amazing to me how she had remained single for so many years; people must not have known her like I did.
“Edie, I remember everything about you. Every. Single. Thing. Like how you used to wear those ponytails and sneakers because you didn’t have a care in the world. You weren’t like any other girl that I knew, you didn’t need to take hours to work on your appearance. And even with those pesky ponytails and sneakers you were always the most beautiful girl in school. And also when you used to steal little glances my way, thinking that I wasn’t any the wiser. I mean, we were best friends for like ten years.”
She stayed silent for a while and I was worried that I had gone too far and she would retreat within herself. But finally in a small voice, she said, “I like that…”
I raised a brow, “Like what?”
“When you call me Edie. You’re the only person who I let call me that.”
Hearing that only I was allowed to call her by the nickname I gave her so many years ago did something to me. I liked knowing that I had a piece of her that no one else did.
She leaned forward and jerked the jar away from me and finished unscrewing the lid so she could plunge her finger inside. It came out completely covered in Nutella and she proceeded to seductively insert it into her mouth and slowly pull it out while sucking the creamy spread clean from her finger.
My chest was heaving and I parted her legs and stepped in between them as a growl erupted from my chest. Her sucking on her finger was my complete undoing. Enough of this, she was going to be mine.
She looked at me through her lashes while lifting the jar, offering some to me. After my hesitance, she coated her finger once again and offered that to me instead to lick clean. “Want some?” she asked, goading me, almost challenging me to take the bait. I didn’t know how she was remaining so cool and collected when earlier she was nervous as could be. My heart was beating erratically and if it could actually be heard it’d be as loud as a freight train traveling at its highest speed.
She still had her finger suspended in midair and I moved to take it between my parted lips but she pulled it back at the very last second. I grabbed her sides and began tickling her flesh right above her ribs.
“Oh, you’re gonna get it!!! You know I hate being tickled,” she warned, trying to feign a look of anger, but she couldn’t hold back her laughter. I abruptly stopped the assault on her sides and grabbed her hand, separating her clean fingers, bending them down and drawing her Nutella-covered finger towards my awaiting mouth.
Bringing the chocolate hazelnut spread into my parted lips, I took my time sucking the remnants clean off of her skin. The creamy chocolate and nutty hazelnut mixed with the sweetness of Eden’s skin was the absolute last straw. I had gotten a sample but I was ready for the main course.
I lowered her hand back down to her side and fiddled with the hem of her tank top, inching my hands underneath and teasing her exposed skin. I felt the telltale sign of goose bumps forming on her stomach against my fingers.
She crossed her arms, gripping the end of her shirt and whipping the entire thing off over her head in one swift motion. I guess my teasing was her undoing. “Impatient much? I was rather enjoying myself,” I teased.
Brushing her fingers down the length of my face, she cupped my cheeks and jerked my face towards hers so that we were only millimeters apart, her warm breath caressing my skin, as her innocent doe eyes peered into mine, “Just shut up and kiss me, please,” she begged and pleaded right before she crashed her lips to mine.
My hand found my way in through the bottom opening of her shorts again as I repeated the action from earlier in the evening and graced the lips of her pussy with my fingertips. She squirmed her ass against the countertop as I sank two fingers into her up to my knuckles. Just being in her bra, with her lip pulled in between her teeth and resting back against her hands, she wasn’t shy in the least, taking from me what she wanted. She rocked against my hand, mirroring my speed, drawing nearer to the crescendo of her release. She let out a hearty moan as she tipped over the edge into another orgasm.
I scooped my arms up under her ass, pulling her against me, so she had no other choice but to lock her legs around my back. As I lifted her up off the counter a moan escaped her mouth as she ran her tongue along my jawline up to my ear.
A sudden thought went through my mind, if this had occurred fifteen years prior, who knew if Eden would’ve reacted so boldly, especially the way she dug her heels into my ass as I walked blindly to my bedroom.
I sat her on the edge of my bed and kneeled on the floor in front of her so I could unclasp and discard her bra. I tried not to focus all of my attention on her naked torso but seeing her in that position just for me for the first time had my mouth going dry and all of my blood rushing south of my waistband. I couldn’t quite pinpoint an exact word to describe how she looked to me at that moment; having two orgasms within the span of an hour had made her face thoroughly flushed. She was intoxicating, spellbinding, and easily the most exquisite woman I’d ever had the pleasure of laying eyes upon.
The pause I took to openly take in her form must’ve come across as hesitation to her. Her smile faded, her expression worried, “What’s wrong?” She asked.
I gave her a delicate shove, pushing her back so she was lying on the bed with her feet still firmly planted on the floor. Bending over her prone form and taking a hand, I started on her cheek, caressing my fingertips down her neck, across her breasts, and ending at her navel before I looked back into her eyes. “Absolutely nothing, Eden. You are the epitome of perfection. May I see the rest of you?” A mild blush crept across her face as she nodded her head, approving my request to discard the rest of her clothing.