Authors: Michelle Love
I fall onto her, holding her as we both try to catch our breath. Leaving her once her walls no longer pulse around my spent dick.
I could live inside her like this. Our bodies as close to one as possible.
“This is going to be hard to stop doing, Eden,” she whispers.
Don’t I know it!
EDEN
I turn over, very quietly to see my wife is still asleep. I slip off the bed to go to the lavatory. My body is sore, and I love it. I must’ve used muscles I didn’t know I had.
A hot shower should do the trick.
I press the button in the shower, and the warm water runs over me.
Damn, I never knew a shower could feel so good!
I just stand still and let the jets of water do their job. Closing my eyes, I lean back against the wall. ‘Would you look at you? Did you forget to invite me?’ my wife’s voice fills me head.
I open my eyes to find my gorgeous Alyssa with a bad case of bed head.
“I know. That’s what happens when I go to bed with wet hair,” she says as she steps in the shower. The water wets it immediately, taking the tangled knots down a notch.
“You looked so sweet, sleeping, I couldn’t wake you up. You’re here now, let me lather you up,” I say as I pour the body wash straight into my palm.
She has my back up against the warm tiles of the shower wall before I realize she’s done it. Her mouth is on mine. I bring my hands up to her shoulders, rubbing the soap in, as I run my hands over her back. She pulls back away from me a little.
“I could take a shower like this every day. Clean me up my prince,” she whispers to me. Then her mouth is on mine again.
I manage to get enough soap on us both to clean us up a little as my wife clearly would like some more of my attention. I manage to get her to ease up on her kiss. “Good morning, Mistress Fontaine,” I say, my lips against her ear. I nibble at her earlobe.
She turns her face to look at me. With a sinister smile, she says, “Good afternoon, you mean, Master Fontaine. I’m about to make it even better if you’ll allow me to.”
Pulling at my shoulders, she eases me onto the seat. Her hands run down to my arms, over my thighs, and right to what she wants. “Are you sure, baby? That’s a lot to do so soon. That can wait until you feel more comfortable,” I tell her but she shakes her head at me.
“I’d rather not wait, Eden.”
Pulling her hair back, she gets on her knees in front of me, and my cock begins to gravitate toward her perfect little lips. My stomach is tense as her hand caresses me. Her head goes down, and the warm inside of her mouth makes me hard instantly.
“God, Alyssa! God, don’t stop!”
My hands find locks of her hair to wind themselves in. The wet heat of her mouth moves up and down the long shaft of my dick, making my whole body hot, and rigid. I’m about to lose it when I pull on her hair, making her stop.
“Baby, you have to stop or I’ll sully that precious mouth of yours,” I tell her as I stand, and move her up against the wall.
I press my body to hers, and grab her legs, making her wrap them around me. Taking one hand, I run it down to rub her clit, making her moan. “I’m ready, I want you inside me.”
Shit! She’s hot!
Moving her down onto my rock hard dick, it takes a bit of effort to push it into her swollen vagina. “This might hurt,” I say.
“Bite my neck while you do it.”
I rest my lips on her already marked neck, and bite gently as I push myself into her. “Harder Eden! Bite harder!”
Clamping down harder, I thrust all the way in as she screams. “Fuck! Why does it have to burn like that?”
“I’ll stop,” I say but she looks at me like I’m crazy.
“No! Don’t do that. Come on, I have to get used to it,” she says. “It’s like exercising, it hurts at first. I’ll stop screaming and cussing.”
Moving slowly, I pull out a bit, then push back in. She’s so tight, I’m about to explode, and I don’t want to do that until she does. Kissing her neck drives her wild, so I kiss and nip at her neck.
A groan comes from her, and I move faster, stroking harder and deeper. Her legs squeeze me as she speaks between clenched teeth, “Damn, Eden!”
Her pulsing throws me over the edge, and I spill into her as her walls milk me. Leaning my forehead to hers, our jagged breaths melt together in the steamy shower. Unwinding her legs, she stands.
“I love you, Alyssa.”
In a sudden attack of shame, she lowers her eyes. “I’m too aggressive, aren’t I?”
“What? No way, baby,” I say as I place my hands on either side of her face, making her look at me. “I love you.”
“I love you, too. But I’m super aggressive all of a sudden, and I don’t know why,” she says as she averts her eyes.
“I tell you what, Princess. Let’s go get something to eat. I saw a basket of something in there when we passed it last night. You have to be starving. I know I am,” I tell her as I turn the water off, taking her hand in mine.
She follows me out, and I wrap a towel around her. “I need a moment or two in here alone, please, Eden.”
I nod and press my lips to her forehead. “Don’t second guess a thing about anything we do. This is brand new to us both. By the way, in case you didn’t notice, I like it too, Princess.”
A smile creeps over her plump lips, so I leave her, knowing she’s happy once more.
ALYSSA
I fell back asleep as Eden dressed and went down to the kitchen to get us something to eat. I’m afraid I look a bit of a mess with hickies and bite marks all over my chest and neck.
Yeah, it turns out I’m a freak in the sheets. Who knew?
Eden doesn’t enjoy the neck area attention as much as I do. His hickies are elsewhere. Thankfully, our bodies heal much faster than normal humans, so I should be presentable soon.
As long as I can stop asking him to bite me for at least a day. Why do I crave it so?
The clock next to the bed says it’s six. He left over an hour ago. So I throw on a blue, silk robe, and leave the bedroom to search for him. I find him sitting in the living room, eating a pizza and watching television. I clear my throat, and he turns to look at me.
“Alyssa, you’re up,” he says as he jumps up coming to me. I see his chest is bare, but he has on black pajama pants, meaning he came back in and changed while I slept uber hard.
Crap, he’s so freaking sexy. I want to grab him and drag him back to the bedroom.
“Are you hungry?” he asks as he takes my hand, pulling me to the sofa.
I sit down next to him. “Yes, I am. I see you got a pizza.”
He smiles. “I was famished, like I’ve never been so hungry.” He puts a piece of pizza on a plate, handing it to me. There’s a six pack of Dr. Pepper on the coffee table, he breaks one off, opening it for me. “Here you go, Alyssa.”
The commercial on the television is over, and the show he was watching comes back on. I’m taking a big drink, and almost spit it out.
“Eden, really? This is what you’re watching?”
He almost squeals back at me, “What! You watch it.”
I shake my head. “I’ve been a bad influence on you, watching Teen Mom now. Next, you’ll be craving crummy hamburgers.”
He laughs. “I’m not that corrupted!”
Before I realize it, I’ve finished the piece of pizza he gave me. I reach to open the box and get another piece. I see it was a large pizza, and it’s half gone. “Wow Eden, married like a day, and over eating already.”
“Laugh it up, that’s your second piece, Alyssa,” he reminds me.
“Well, I’m starving. Someone has kept me in bed for about twenty-four hours,” I quip.
He smiles his devilish smile at me, and says, “Eat up, girl. I plan on keeping you in bed for another twenty-four.”
***
True to his word, Eden has kept me in bed another entire day and night.
I sink into the hot water of the Jacuzzi, almost immediately relaxing. The pulsating jets of water soothe my now aching body.
I have to get out of the bed more often.
I have to drag myself out of the tub. I dry off, then tiptoe over to the bed see if Eden is still sleeping. He is, so I decide to dress in one of the fancy nightgowns I saw in my enormous closet. I pick out a lacy little number in red with matching panties. Then I tiptoe back to bed, snuggling into Eden’s back as I drift off to sleep.
***
EDEN
Alyssa is curled around my back, and I feel silk between our bodies. I turn over and pull the blanket back, revealing a very sexy, little, red nighty.
“Mmmm….,” I moan. “What do we have going on here, Mrs. Fontaine?”
Her sleepy eyes open, and she grabs the blanket out of my hand, covering herself back up. “It’s cold Eden, stop.”
“I’ll let you sleep, I’m going to take a shower,” I say. “I really think we should get out of this bed today, you know go do something.”
I’m determined to get a real shower, and shave this beard from my face this morning. Although part animal, I don’t care to live like one.
As I hold my hand under the dispenser, warm lather fills it, and I smooth it over the thick, dark stubble, which has made my Alyssa’s cheeks and inner thighs quite red.
If I can get her to go somewhere, she’s going to need some make-up to hide her cheeks and neck, oh and her chest too!
Clean-shaven, I get in the shower. In walks my gorgeous wife in her little husband distractor.
“Oh, yeah baby, I hoped you’d join me,” I call out from the shower.
“We don’t have time for that right now,” she tells me as she heads to the sink. “I had a dream about a plane full of people who need our help. Our first mission, Eden. Isn’t that exciting?”
“Our first mission?” I ask as I turn the water off and step out of the shower. “Already?”
Crap! They sure didn’t give us very long to honeymoon!
***
My wife is about to meet me at the front door of our suite. We’re about to depart for Miami where this dream of hers told her we need to be to save some people.
I’ve set up our pilot, Jeffery, to take us there and he’s managed to get a spot as the captain of the plane which is about to be in danger.
My jaw drops as my wife comes down the hallway out of our bedroom where she’s been getting ready to go. Alyssa’s silky, black curls fall around her shoulders, ending at the tiniest part of her small waist. Which is accented by a tight, red dress.
It fits her like a glove, molded to her curves, stopping just above her knees. Sky high, black heels is where my eyes end, then I look back up. The little, silver bird necklace hangs just beneath her collar bone.
Words fail me. She holds her hands in the air, gesturing for me to say something. “You’re hot,” I say,
That’s all I got.
“Oh, Eden. Of all the words you know that’s all you can come up with?”
She walks over to me. The heels make her legs look long and strong, and I want to do things to her I haven’t yet. “Outstanding,” I add.
“You can do better than that,” she says as she runs her hand around my back. The heels make her head come almost as high as mine. Perfect for turning my head, and landing my lips right on hers, no bending required.
Snaking my arm around her waist, I kiss her cheek. She’s managed to cover all the redness in her cheeks, save a slight blush. Her neck looks long, and free of the marks I’ve left on her. “Spectacular,” I say.
“Now you’re getting there,” she says with a brilliant smile.
How is it a person can get even more beautiful?
“Are you ready to do this thing?” I ask as I pull her close to my side and smell the honeysuckle of her hair. Constantly fighting the urge to take her right back to our bedroom and devour her.
“The old me would have said, no. But I’m not the old me. Let’s go do this thing,” she says.
I open the door leading us out of our suite, and into the long hallway. “You truly aren’t the old Alyssa, in more ways than one. While I loved the old Alyssa, the new one is smoking hot.”
As we near the staircase. Thumps upon it make us look up as we’ve been raking our eyes over one another. Kyle has Laura by the hand, they’re both in bathing suits, slightly damp from the pool. At the top of the staircase they freeze when they see my mate.
I’m unhappy to see Kyle drop Laura’s hand immediately. “Ally,” he says.
Laura’s hands cover her mouth as her eyes widen.
My mate smiles. “You like?”
“Fuck me,” Kyle, so eloquently says.
I try to shoot him a look to let him know that language is not tolerated here. But he can’t take his eyes from my wife.
“Language, Kyle,” Alyssa reminds him.
“Oh yeah, sorry. I forgot. You kinda stunned me,” he says as he walks away from Laura, and straight to my mate.
“Are you two having a nice time?” I ask.
His eyes dart to mine, and right back to the gorgeous creature at my side. “I am. We are. Are you going out?” he asks.
Alyssa looks up at me, sending me, ‘I’m going to tell him real quick.’
When she reaches out to hold his hand, I see she’s even painted her fingernails red. I let her go for a moment to say hello to her friend, whom she’s ignoring.
“Hello, Laura. Are you having a nice time?” I ask as I walk up to her.
“I am. This is so nice of you to let us stay. Your driver is so nice. Hell, everyone is,” she says, then looks over at Kyle and Alyssa who whisper to each other, then look into each other’s eyes as they communicate telepathically things Laura can’t hear. Nor I for that matter.
Please don’t be sharing intimate details of our love life!
“The pool is nice, isn’t it?” I ask Laura, trying to catch her attention.
She looks back at me. “It’s weird what they’re doing. Do you see that?”
Time to go!
“Princess, we must hurry,” I call out to my mate.
She flashes a smile at me, and kisses Kyle on the cheek, leaving a perfect impression of her red lips on it. “Coming, babe,” she says, and saunters away from her ex-boyfriend slash new primary guardian.
Laura walks away, joining Kyle as they enter their bedroom suite. Alyssa walks up to me, putting her hand behind my neck, drawing my face close to hers. “I’m ready when you are, Mr. Fontaine.”
I stare back at her for a second, her eyes smoldering. “I sure am glad the Jet has a bed because I don’t know how long I can keep my hands off you, Mrs. Fontaine.” I tell her, then wrap my arm around her, and lead her down the stairs.
As we walk past the game room, Scotty shouts out at us, “Whoa, they live.”
“Hey, Scotty, having fun?” I ask.
“Yeah, we went to see the house we’re moving into, it has a bigger game room than this. It’s crazy sick. Eden, dude, you gotta come play once we get over there man.”
“Sure thing dude,” I say.
Alyssa laughs. “Dude, Eden?”
“What, I know how to play games, Alyssa.”
“Bye Scotty,” she shouts back as I move her towards the door.
“Where you guys going, anyway?” Scotty asks.
“A secret mission,” Alyssa teases.
“Fine, don’t tell me then,” he calls out, after us.
We make our way to the front door, only to be stopped once again, this time my father catches us. “I thought I heard voices out here. Finally decided to join the living, huh?” he asks, as he puts his arm around my shoulders, pulling me in to hug him.
“Hey, Papa,” I say, hugging him back.
“You look fantastic girl. Married life is agreeing with you already,” he tells my mate.
He lets me go, and goes to hug my mate, wrapping her up in his arms and rocking her back and forth several times before he releases her.
“I know everyone wants to see us but we have some work to do this evening. We have to get to Miami so we have to Jet, Papa. Could you please let Mother, and Alyssa’s parents know about us?” I ask.
“Sure thing kids, get out there, and do what you need to do. I’ll take care of the old folks. You can tell us all about it when you get back. Be careful you two, love you both,” my father tells us, as we walk out the door.
My Jag is sitting in the driveway, right beside the new BMW the foundation gave Alyssa, and there is her Jeep. She looks at me quizzically as I lead her to my car, helping her into the passenger side.
“When did my Jeep get here?”
“I’m really not sure, I just know my car keys were in the night stand, next to my bed.”
After helping her into the passenger side of the Jag, I run my hand up her leg. “Such a beauty you are, Princess. I certainly wish we were up in our bed rather than taking on a mission so soon.”
“Hurry up and get in. Let’s get this out of the way, and we can be back in bed before the morning,” she says with a smile.
I get to see that smile forever. Thank you!