Adam & Eve (Eve's Room) (2 page)

3.

On the way back to my house we passed an apple tree, some of its branches hung over an old wall.
'Look it's the tree of knowledge, all we need now is a snake and this is literally the book of Genesis!' I said in genuine astonishment
‘Let’s eat one
’ he said eagerly.
This is when we first made physical contact. He touched the bare skin of my forearm and offered to give me a help up.
 
The moment he touched me I felt every cell in my body wake up. He smiled encouragingly before kneeling down so I could use his clasped hands as a stirrup to reach up for the apples.
‘Don’t look up my dress’ I said playfully before he hoisted me into the air.
After an awkward rummage through the leaves I plucked the rosiest apple I could find then dropped down to the pavement and buffed it on my dress until it gleamed.
‘I had a friend
who worked in sales’ said
Adam
, gazing up at the tree nostalgically
‘he used to read Genesis for inspiration before leaving his house in the morning. He thought the snake was the greatest salesman ever. After all, Adam and Eve weren’t interested in that apple until the snake pitched it to them.’
‘You know it doesn’t actually say it was an apple in the bible. Milton invented that detail in Paradise Lost. Your uncle taught me that fact’
‘My uncle’s a smart man
!
’
I took a bite and passed the apple to him. He took a bite too. When he swallowed, I stood on my toes and kissed hi
m. His lips were
sweet with apple jui
ce. That kiss jolted me profoundly, like a seismic shift had occurred deep inside my body.
Sexual electricity sparked between us, I gasped as my breath hitched in my throat. W
e had to find a bed immediately. I grabbed his hand and we ran laughing with
giddy
excitement back to my house, in the front door and up the stairs. Thankfully Mrs Henley’s door was shut.
My flat
was silent
except for our heavy breathing. He grabbed me and spun me round and stared into my eyes, gripping my shoulders. H
is gaze was intense. His breathing changed, it became shallower.
I grinned and shrugged him off.
He followed me, his hands around my waist, smelling my hair,
his nose nuzzling into my neck,
as I went to my bookshelf for a copy of The Lovesong of J. Alfred Prufrock
.
As I reached out to pick it up, he picked me up, carried me across the room and lowered me gently onto my back on the bed. He leant over me, his beautiful face
an inch away from mine, and gazed into my eyes. Despite his size and build there was a saintly softness about him, like he'd
just been sunbathing in
heaven. I lifted my head and
planted a soft kiss on his lips. He kissed me back,
hard,
then kissed
my
neck, down my collarbone
and back up again, around the side of my
face, and
back to my lips. He discovered a red lipstick on my b
edside table. He
pulled the lid off
‘Pout’ he ordered
, kneeling over me
.
I puckered up and he ran the cool sticky lipstick over my lips, coating them neatly. I smacked them together then pulled him forward and kissed him on
the cheek, leaving a
print of my
lips
.
The
bulge in his jeans
was
now obvious.
I smiled as he lifted
my dress over my head and
tossed it casually aside
.
 
I was briefly left in nothing but my
panties, but he swiftly pulled those off too and sta
rted kissing
up the
sensitive
inside of
my thighs. I lay back on the bed and let him do
whatever he wanted. I was his. Warm waves of pleasure were radiating through me from between my legs. Every kiss he planted on my inner thighs tingled warmly. He kiss his way up between my legs and started
gently
using his tongue on my clit
. He slipped one finger inside me an
d kept kissing and licking me, circling my clit slowly and firmly with the tip of his tongue
. I wound the edge of my blankets tightly around my finger and presse
d my head back into the pillow
as my body writhed
.
He had to pin my hips down as
I kept jerking my pelvis up in reaction to the hot sensations he was sending through my body. He was going to m
ake me cum. I couldn’t take any
more,
I was delirious,
I reached out and
grabbed the sides of his head and
pulled him towards me
. He took my hands off his head
, held them tightly in his, and
leant forward for
a long lingering kiss, then gently rose from the bed and undressed in front of me. He slowly unbutt
oned his shirt
, revealing a six pack, toned chest and
lean torso
. He had on a silver chain with the locket resting between his firm pecs. He must’ve been a rower or a swimmer with a physique like that. Keeping his eyes on me, he removed his necklace and placed it over my head. The thin chain was warm from his skin, and the silver locket nestled cosily between my breasts.
‘What’s inside?’ I asked, tapping the locket with a hazy curiosity.
‘
Nothing
…’ he said solemnly

‘Oh I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean to...’

‘Don’t worry about it’ he said, kissing me strongly.
He undid his belt and let his jeans drop to the floor so he
was left in his boxers, his
erection
pressing hard against
the front. He pulled down his boxers and his dick sprang free-
it was
big and perfectly shaped. I crawled across the bed and knelt in front of him and gently wrapped my hand around
it
. It was so hard, yet the skin was so soft and smooth.
As
I sta
rted to stroke it,
he
rolled his head back and
let out a deep, pl
easured sigh
. I wrapped my lips around
it and started to suck
, using my tongue to lick in
quick
circles under his foreskin. His dick was big enough to fit in my whole mouth and still have a hand wrapped around the base.
He was moaning now.
I tickled his
soft
balls with my other hand and pushed him deeper int
o my mouth until he was clogging
my throat, then I pushed deeper still, so almost his entire dick was inside
me
. He groaned, his hands clasping either side of my head. I glanced up at him, he was in
blissful
agony, hi
s beautiful eyes filled with
plea
sure pain. I didn’t want
him cum
ming yet
so I parted my lips
and
he
reluctantly
pulled his dick out
.
'Where are your condoms?'
 
H
e whispered desperately.

I grabbed a foil packet from my bedside drawer and pass
ed it to him. He tore it open and turned away as he slid it on. Then he turned and pounced on me, suddenly he was
right over me, his elbows either side of my head, his face just in front of mine. We kissed
passionately
, then I open
ed my legs and let him enter me
.
He slowly slid his
whole dick
into me
, right up to the hilt. I moaned as a wave of satisfying tingles
spread out
from between my legs
over my
body
right down to
the tips of my fingers and
toes. I couldn’t believe he'd fitted
inside me. He rose up on his arms and gazed right into my eyes as he started flexing his hi
ps. The second wave of pleasure—
more intens
e and intoxicating than before—
flooded over me.
Still thrusting into me, he put
the weight o
f his body on one arm and started
plucking my
nipples with his free hand. His stomach muscles tense
d
and release
d
w
ith every thrust. The pleasure was almost unbearable. I was
moaning, writhing with him, grabbing at his back. I close
d my eyes and enchanted
shapes form
ed
, melt
ed
and reform
ed
inside my head.
I was completely lost sensation.

‘I want you on top’ he
suddenly
said, his voice deep and serious.

I nodded deliriously
. I let him pick me up in his strong arms and
he
deftly
positioned
me so I was
on top, riding him, gazing down
as if
in a dr
eam
. He was so
deep inside me
. I press
ed my
knees into his sides so I
was
clenched tightly around his dick, and stay
ed
up straight as I rode gently
up and down on him.
Holding his breath, h
e placed one hand on my belly and another on my left breast, tickling my nipple with his thumb.
I felt the glorious
pressure building inside me, it flowe
d like white light
from between my legs
into the pit of my stomach and soon my whole body was tingling again. When he started gently stroking
my c
lit with his thumb (whilst still deep inside me) I yelled in surprise at the intensity of even his gent
lest touch
. I had to lift his hand away. I leaned forward and pressed
my palms down on
his rippling six pack that kept
tensin
g and releasing as he manoeuvred
himself
in and out o
f me with sensual elegance. I didn't want to cum yet
— I had to pause before I reached the tipping point.

‘T
ake me from behind’ I said,
climb
ing off
gracefully
and allowing him to take my hips and position me so I was
kneeling on all fours in front of him, doggystyle.
The pause was long enough for the red hot currents within me to cool to a manageable level.
I grab
bed a handful of bed sheets and gasped with delight as he pulled
my hips back against him so he was as deep inside me as he could go
. I halted once more
, panting gently, savouring the feeling, then, using only my hips and ass, I start
ed
slowly sliding mys
elf up and down his dick.
I felt so full, his dick was so big
. He started thrusting
into me
too
, faster and faster with a bru
tal passion. The
searing
pressure built in my body, my moans go
t higher
and higher pitched until they were
barely audible
whimpers, then I felt everything unravel
around me.
I climaxed and
my body dissolved in his hands. With one final thrust he climaxed with me, every muscle in his body tense
d
as he moaned in ag
ony, then gasped, pulled
out, went limp
and fell onto the bed beside me. Warmth poured from my body from some unknown fountain deep inside me. My legs trembled and I could barely lift my head, every muscle in my body was weakened by the climax. W
e lay side by side, limbs anywhere, panting in
tremulous ecstasy. I giggled, and he
started to laugh to
o
. He placed his head on my belly. I stroked his hair as he dreamily whispered my name over and over again. I cou
ld barely keep my eyes open.

4.

I woke
facing the pale blue wall beside my bed. The sun had passed over the house and the room was now dim and quiet. I reached out my hand, touched the cool wall with my fingertips and stroked its smooth surface thoughtfully. Then I remembered with a
prickling
rush of joy that Adam was in bed beside me. I rolled over to admire him. But the bed was empty. Groaning in
disappointment,
I pulled the sheets over my head.
‘What’s wrong?’ came a voice not far away
I quickly sat up on my elbows, the sheets falling around my waist, and saw him sitting up nervously (and naked) in my vintage armchair, a book held l
oosely in one hand. The
kiss I plan
ted on his cheek
had become
a red smudge.
‘Nothing’ I sing,
my excitement building again ‘what’re you reading?’
He showed me the book cover. T
he
Lovesong of J. Alfred Prufrock and other collected poems by T.S Eliot
.
My heart skipped a beat. He’d left the bed to read my favourite poem.
Why was he so perfect?
He got to his feet and puffed his chest out theatrically and started to read aloud from the book,
naked,
slowly pacing the floor like an actor upon a stage
‘Let us go then, you and I,
When the evening is spread out against the sky
Like a patient etherized upon a table;
Let us go, through certain half-deserted streets,
The muttering retreats
Of restless nights in one-night cheap hotels’
‘
Stop, stop, stop’
I interrupt
ed
him,
waving my hands in surrender ‘u
sually I’d never interrupt a man reading a poem, but you’re no usual man. How can I co
ncentrate on the words when you’re
that
good looking
?’
He glanced down at his own body, then, grinning, slammed
the book shut betw
een his hands and tossed
it
into the armchair
. He leapt back on the bed and nuzzled
his face into my belly. I laugh
ed with delight. He beamed
up at me playfully, his strong arms
wrapped around my legs. He let go of my legs and kissed
his way up my body until he was kissing my breasts
‘You have such amazing tits’ he whispered,
eyes wide as he
weighed
my breast
in his hands
. He kissed and
licked
my nipples until they stiff
ened, then
started plucking them between his lips
. I was instantly aroused.
‘You’re so beautiful in this light’ h
e said tenderly,
rising up and
stroking
my cheek with his knuckles. For such a powerful man his touch was amazingly soft and delicate. Without saying a word, I rolled onto my front and patted my own shoulder. He got the
subtle
message, climbed on top so he was sitting on my ass, and started massaging my shoulders. I groaned joyously as he worked his way down the length of my back, pressing his palms firmly into my muscles, soothing and arousing me at the same time. When he reached the small of my back, he took his hands off me and I heard the bedside dr
awer slide open, then the
rustle of a foil packet being torn open. He climbed off, and slipped his hands under my stomach, lifting my a
ss up, then slowly slid his big
,
newly
hard dick into me. I moaned feverishly into my pillow and backed myself hard into him, then let him take control. He grabbed my hips and h
eld me in position as he thrust
back and forth, his dick filling me, then retreating, then filling me again. The pleasure built with each of his moaning th
rusts. I came suddenly, loudly,
which surprised him as much as it did me.
It wasn’t as intense as the first, but the overwhelming waves of ecstasy weakened me again as they poured from my body.