Emerald Eyes (29 page)

His fingers move to my thong, and he holds the fabric in both hands. A second later, I hear a ‘snap’. I whimper as he touches my soft wet flesh, and my need to feel him inside me becomes almost unbearable. Eric grunts when he finds me soaking and pushes two fingers in without a warning. I gasp against his lips and his other arm snakes around my waist, holding me flush against him.

“I got you.” He rasps.

He pumps his fingers in a maddening pace, bringing me closer to my release. But when he senses my body stiffening, he pulls them out of me and pushes me down on the bed. Mad with desire, I spread my legs so they’re bent at the knees. Eric yanks his jacket off and starts unbuttoning his shirt. I watching him hungrily and palm my breasts, when it’s not enough I lower one hand and continue what he started. I moan as I stroke myself, “Eric, I need you.”

In that instance, he stops unbuttoning his shirt and just grabs both ends of it. He yanks it open, ripping all the buttons along the way. They fly and scatter on the floor. His brutality only makes me hotter as the sheer anticipation of him inside me brings me almost to my brink. Eric works on his belt, releasing it from the loops then he drops to his knees. He removes my hand and places his hot mouth on my trembling sex. That sensation alone causes my back to arch off the bed, bringing my hips lower and pressing my wet flesh to his mouth.

“Oh my God…” I moan and sob as his tongue licks me like a hungry tiger.

He bites down lightly on my nub. The slight pain and instant pleasure shoot right through me, bringing me to my breathtaking orgasm. I moan his name and while my body jerks and trembles. In my state of elation, I feel him climb on top me. Eric slides right in while my core is still quivering. I cry out at the sudden fullness and the slightest bite of pain from the size of him. I clutch his shoulders, anchoring myself to him.
 

I’m falling deeper…

Eric rests on his forearms, driving in and out of me in a punishing rhythm. His head drops to the crook of my neck, kissing and sucking my skin, amplifying my pleasure.
 

“Yesss… yesss… just like that.” I whimper and he grunts into my ear.
 

“I missed this… I missed you… I need you so much… I can’t without you, I just cant…” His breath comes out hot and fast.

I rake my nails down his broad back and cry out as the pleasure becomes unbearable and I reach my second climax. His mouth drops on mine, stealing all the moans and whimpers. Tasting my pleasure with starving kisses. Suddenly, he pulls out of me quickly and I feel empty.
 

“On all fours.” Eric commands with a husky voice and I quickly comply.
 

His hands grab my hips and he rams into me, stealing my breath away. My hands grip the sheets so tight, my knuckles turn white.
But I love it.

Eric pounds into me in a slow and deep pace. Slowly, his right hand slide up my spine, all the way to my throat, long fingers curl around my neck and he pulls me up to my knees so my back is against his perspiring chest. Eric grips my throat tightly, but it doesn’t hurt. It’s possessive, causing my neck to tilt back against his shoulder. My mouth drops open as I pant, completely at his mercy. His left arm wraps around my waist, holding me tight against him while he picks up his pace.

My hands cling to his arms, feeling possessed in everyway. He’s everywhere, inside me, around me, but that’s what I want. I feel protected in his embrace. I gasp and moan at the feel of his thick and hard cock pumping into me, hitting my spot with every deep plunge. Eric’s deep moans and groans vibrate through me, fueling my pleasure. This is how I want him, raw and real.
 

“You’re mine, only mine… your body, your mind… your heart and your soul… they’re all mine, and I’m yours… completely. Every fiber of me… is yours.” He whispers roughly, panting in my ear and thrusting into me with wild abandon.
 

My emotions swell at his words and I feel my body stiffen again.

“Come on, kitten… one more time, I want to feel you milk me.”
 

He bites down on my earlobe and sends me straight into orgasm number three. I gasp and convulse around him as the euphoric pulsating sensation shoots out from my core into every part of me. My knees give out but Eric’s arm holds me up while he thrusts harder and faster, and then I feel him thicken inside me. He plunges a few more times; biting down on my shoulder as his body shudders. His guttural groan comes out sounding as the most pleasurable agony I’ve ever heard. Two heavy tears slide down my cheeks while Eric holds me tight against him. Both of us are shaking and breathless. He gently pulls out and I whimper as his thick penis slides out of me.
 

He lowers me to the bed and lies next to me, pulling me close. A few moments after we calm down, Eric nuzzles my neck and moves his nose to my ear.

“You changed everything for me, kitten. I can’t survive without you. These past few days were hell on earth for me. I couldn’t think, I couldn’t work I was fucking useless. I don’t want to feel that way ever again. I
need
you, and I’ve never needed anything or anyone before.”
 

Eric cups my cheek, passionately looking into my eyes. His turquoise eyes are bright and burning.
 

“You’ve captured me, kitten.” He whispers hoarsely.
 

A powerful emotion passes in his eyes, making my heart somersaults in my chest. My eyes widen but he continues before I have a chance to reply.

“You knocked the air out me the moment I saw you. I wanted you the second our eyes locked.

I’ve never had a thing for my assistants but with you… I just couldn’t resist. And then when I thought I hurt you, it crushed me. Being away from you had nearly killed me. I felt like a part of me was missing. I need you, kitten, like the fucking air I breathe.” Eric presses his lips to mine, kissing me tenderly, making my heart constrict tightly while tears sting my eyes.
 

His words sound almost like a love confession, but it’s too soon for that and for the time being that’s enough for me.

I pull away and place my hand on his cheek, caressing his smooth, warm skin.
 

“It’s the same for me, tiger. When I’m in your arms, nothing matters but you and me. You are like no other man I ever met and that’s what I admire about you. You make me feel emotions I’ve never felt so strong, so fiercely. But when you left me, you took my heart with you. I felt dead inside.” I ruefully smile while the tears leak out, running down my temples.
 

Eric swipes them with his thumb and leans in to kiss my eyes.

“I’m so sorry, kitten. Please, forgive me…” he husks.
 

I arch my neck and press my lips to his. Kissing him slow and soft, tasting him with unhurried licks. Eric’s fingers find the hook-and-eye closers of my corset and he opens them one by one, taking his time while his lips follow down the path of the bare skin he exposes. It’s as if a weight has been lifted from us. We’ve said what was in our hearts, and now we’re cherishing each passing second, enjoying each other. Once I’m completely naked beside him, Eric moves on top of me and slides in gently. He sets a slow and gentle pace. Our soft moans and breaths mingle into one, our bodies fitting perfectly together while we make love until the first ray of sun breaks across the blushing sky.

I wake up to an empty bed, and the delicious smell of cooking wafting in the air. I stretch like a lazy cat with a huge smile plastered on my face.
 

Ahh damn… I can still feel him inside me.

I decide against the shower for now. I don’t want to do that alone, but I do wash my sleepy face and brush my teeth with the pink toothbrush that is standing in its special holder, right next to the blue one. I run my fingers through my bedroom hair, tousling it a little and leave it down.
 

I find a t-shirt in his closet and tug in on. Barefoot, I pad quietly into the kitchen and stop in my tracks at the entrance. I’m looking at the most mouthwatering sight I ever seen.
 

Eric is standing at the stove preparing breakfast, wearing a black apron and nothing more.

My hungry eyes travel down the back of his magnificent body. His bedroom hair is perfect, all tousled in the right places, making me want to slide my fingers through it and tug lightly at the silky strands. My eyes lower to his broad shoulders, and I see his taut muscles ripple with every movement he makes. I narrow my eyes and see the faint pink lines my nails made last night, I swallow at that memory.

Definitely want to do that again.

Finally, my eyes focus on his uncovered, rock hard backside.
 

And now I’m staring.

I bite my lower lip at the happiness that is swelling inside my chest. Never in a million years had I thought I would wake up to this type of view. I walk closer to the breakfast bar and sit down on a stool. The soft material feels great against my bare bottom.

“Morning, tiger.” I say softly, not wanting to startle him.

Eric turns his head to me, his smile dazzling me for a moment.
 

“Good morning, kitten.” He turns back to his cooking after his heated eyes take me in.

“So… whatcha makin’?” I crane my head to catch a glimpse of the frying pan.

“French toast and some oatmeal. How’d you sleep?”

“Like the dead. I didn’t want to get out of bed, but your cooking lured me in. You?” I stretch again, lifting my arms above my head.

Eric chuckles softly, “That’s good to hear. I slept well but you woke me up.”
 

He places the last French toast on the serving plate and turns the stove off.
 

“I did?” I frown.
I don’t remember that…
 

Eric turns to the breakfast bar, placing both hands on the granite. I look at his apron and giggle. It reads, ‘I Like Big Buns’. He looks down at it then flashes me a stunning smile, wiggling his eyebrows.

“Are my
buns
to your satisfaction?” I smile with a raised eyebrow.

“Your
buns
are my dream come true.” He winks and for the second time, he makes me blush.

“How did I wake you?” I ask, trying to get back to the question.

“You kept saying something… it woke me.”
 

I frown, “Ok, what was it that I said?”
 

“I’ll tell you after we eat.” He smiles.

“What?” shocked, I jump of the stool.
 

I walk towards him while he leans his side to the bar. The moment I round the breakfast bar, Eric realizes I’m only wearing his t-shit and nothing more, he takes a deep breath and pins me with his sultry gaze.

“Tell me now or I won’t eat.” I cross my arms under my breasts, pushing them up and out.
 

He saunters to me with ease and grace of a big cat, making me tingle and ache in a certain spot below my waist. Eric wraps his arms around me and lowers his soft lips to mine. The kiss is slow and erotic, leaving me breathless when he pulls away.

“You were saying my name. You asked me to stay with you, over and over again.” He murmurs softly against my lips and my breath catches in my throat.

I said that? When I was sleeping? When the hell did I start sleep talking?

“I…” I don’t know what to say. My voice dies in my throat and I swallow the lump that is forming there.

“Don’t be embarrassed, kitten, it’s all right. I won’t leave your side, not until you send me away… actually, not even then.” Eric squeezes me tightly against him and kisses me again.
 

His lush lips tease and taste mine, his velvety tongue massages mine, exploring my mouth in deliberate motions that ignite my blood and my desire. I moan into his mouth when his hand roams down to cup my naked butt.

“You were right… we’re going to end up screwing each other to death.” He groans as he finds me soaking wet and ready. I bite his lower lip and tug it back.
 

“It would be a great way to go, but let’s eat breakfast first, I’m starving.” I smile and give his a quick peck.
 

He swats my ass and growls, “Tease” in my ear.
I’m the tease? He’s the one standing buck naked in an apron cooking me breakfast!
Good God, I think this image is forever seared into my brain.

Breakfast is rather interesting. Ok… interesting is not the right word,
stimulating
is much more suiting. I’m sitting on Eric’s lap, facing the table as he requested. He feeds me small portions of the French toast while his right hand massages my breast and his elegant fingers pinch and tug on my stiff nipple.

“Come on, kitten. Open your mouth.” He teases.

He knows damn well I can’t eat normally while he’s doing this to me. I open my mouth just a tiny bit, but that’s enough for him to place a small piece of French toast on my tongue.
 

I capture his finger before he removes it and suck on it, matching his hand’s rhythm on my breast. I feel him twitch under my buttocks, growing harder than he already is. He growls softly in my ear then slides his finger out of my mouth.
 

This is the best breakfast I’ve ever had… ever.

I chew slowly and carefully, not wanting to choke while Eric nuzzles the curve of my neck, sucking on the skin softly.
 

I manage to eat half of the plate with some type of control over my breathing and my sky-high libido, but when his hand leaves my breast and travels lower, finding my wet sensitive flesh, I feel all that control flying out the window.
 

“Eric… I can’t eat like this…” I say breathless, my voice sounds so damn needy.

“You’re almost done, kitten. Come on, open up.” Eric purrs while his fingers brush over my swollen nub. I gasp and shake my head. I’ve reached my limit of endurance.
Time for payback…

I rise and turn to face him. Straddling him, I lower myself on his thick shaft as our eyes lock with hunger. Eric moans, grabbing my hips, “Slow, kitten… slow.”