by V Vee
“I heard you were getting married. Imagine my surprise when I discovered it wasn't to me.”
My breath caught in my lungs the minute Eddie leaned forward, getting even closer. His eyes had grown extremely dark, and his lips had thinned into an uncompromising line. I hadn’t seen him angry often, especially not directed towards me, but I had seen Eddie’s fury enough to know it wasn’t something I’d ever wanted directed my way. He’d never done so before. That was not so this time. From the way Eddie was glaring at me, I wasn’t sure if he wanted to strangle me or…
No. Don’t go there. It’s too dangerous. You’re with Zander now. And there’s no telling what he would do if he found out that you and Eddie…
But Eddie either didn’t care about the danger we were facing if we allowed ourselves to give into the desire that still thrummed like electricity between us, or he wasn’t aware of it, because between one breath and the next, he cursed beneath his breath, quickly took those last few steps and lifted me under my arms, in order to press me against the wall. Without thought, I wrapped my legs around his waist and shivered when his hands moved from my armpits down to grip my ass through the fabric of my pinstriped grey pants. She panted as her gaze collided with his own and what she saw in his eyes caused her to gasp.
Eddie nodded and squeezed her ass before he lowered his head, his lips hovering just an inch or two above her own.
“You seem to be under a very big misconception. And that’s the only reason I figure you would think it was okay to get engaged to someone who is not me. I would never, could never leave you, Heaven. You are the other half of me. You are the missing piece of my life. Of my heart. You are my breath. I don’t work without you. I left because I wanted to take care of you. I needed to prove myself to you. To my father. To myself. More than I ever had before. I’d decided to marry you, and I had to make sure I could take care of you after I did so.” He shook his head and I could feel my heart pounding against my sternum.
I swallowed and lifted my hands to tentatively set them on Eddie’s shoulders. The shudder that rippled through his big body caused me to bite my bottom lip. The very hard, very big, erection that pressed against my center made me moan softly.
“Y-you did?” I stammered.
Eddie nodded his head and smirked at me. He lowered his head more and rubbed his mouth against mine softly, so soft that it was almost as if a butterfly’s wings were brushing against my lips.
“Of course I did. Because you are mine, Heaven. You always have been. You always be. And the only man you’re going to marry is me. So, I came back to let you know that I’m not playing around. We belong together, we always have, and I won’t rest until we are again.”
I gasped again and stared at Eddie in surprise. “W-what?”
One corner of his lips lifted into a half-smile and he nodded. “That’s right, sweetheart. I’ve come back to stop your wedding and take you for myself.”
And with that Eddie gave me the very thing I’d been dreaming about since he left for the Marines all those years ago. He kissed me. Hard. Furiously. Passionately. With tongue, teeth. It was nasty. It was full of saliva and tongues and moaning. It was wrong. It was stupid.
It was perfect.
Just as it always had been.
Chapter 6
Biotechnological Industries
Heaven’s Laboratory
Baltimore, MD
Eddie
Why in the world did I wait so long to come back?
I pressed closer to Heaven, allowing the taste of her to flow over my tongue. Allowing the smell of her to fill my nostrils. Pushing my thickness harder against the heat of her center that beckoned to me like a siren.
“Fuck,” I growled as I lowered my head to her neck and bit her, thrusting against her core, cursing the clothes that kept us from truly feeling each other.
“Oh god, Eddie,” she moaned, shivering from her position against my pelvis. A part of me wanted to roar out loud in triumph that I was still able to make her react in such a way, but another-louder and harder—part of me wanted to get Heaven naked as quickly as possible before she remembered she was engaged to someone else, mad at me, and decided to put a stop to things.
Deciding to listen to the louder half, I stroked my fingers up Heaven’s body up to the side of her neck. I reveled in touching her in a way I’d been dreaming about for the last eight years. Her harsh breathing in my ears only served to turn me on more than before. I caressed the skin of her clavicle and down over her shirt until I reached her breasts that strained against the material. They were much larger than I remembered, and my mouth watered at the thought of sucking on those blackberry-colored nipples.
I took her lips in a harsh kiss just as I cupped one of her breasts in my large hand, thrilling at the weight of her tit in my palm.
Delicious.
I ground my hard length against her slowly, the smell of her arousal flooding my nostrils, a sweet, musky scent which caused my already hard cock to throb with desire. She was all I needed in that moment. Her taste on my tongue. My dick drowning in her juices. My name on her lips.
I released her lips and tasted the skin of her throat as I slid my mouth down the length of her neck. Heaven moved her hips harder against my throbbing cock, yet I gripped her hips, staring her in the eyes, and guided her movements so she moved slower, swiveling her hips so that her clit slid along my hardness. Shivers danced throughout my entire body. My free hand slid beneath her shirt and headed directly for her breasts. I pinched her nipples through her bra then twisted them between my thumb and forefinger. I looked up from where I’d rested my head on her sternum and watched as Heaven pressed her head against the wall behind her, her eyes closed. She bit her bottom lip, and I moaned at the sight of her, my hips thrusting against her core faster. I pushed up into her heated center just as she was grinding downward.
“Oh, fuck, Eddie… yes!” she gasped in a harsh whisper.
“You want this dick, don’t you?” I asked with a growl against the skin of her cheek.
“Yes. Oh, fucking hell. I do. Please, Eddie, I want it. I want you. I need only you.”
Those words turned me on more than anything else Heaven had said or done up to that moment. Even when we were together as teenagers in high school. I felt the same clawing, aching, all-consuming need—yearning—that I was sure she did. I quickly released her nipples and halted her movements by gripping her hips.
“I’ll take care of you, baby. Take off your shorts and panties and lay on the table,” I ordered, pointing to one of the empty lab research tables behind her.
She opened her mouth, no doubt to protest or to back out, but we had come too far now. I was not leaving that lab without having her taste on my tongue. I wasn’t going to stop until she’d squirted her juices all over my face and in my mouth. Quenching the thirst I had for her, momentarily. So, I slapped her ass, and gave her the look that let her know that I knew, she knew, I was right. “C’mon, Baby. I want to taste you again. It’s been so long. Too long since your fat pussy has been in my mouth. I want your juices all over my face. I won’t even make you take everything off, but I need your cunt on my tongue.”
I lowered her from where she was pressed against the wall, forcing her to stand. I watched impatiently as she began disrobing. She stepped out of her panties and my breath caught in my lungs the moment I saw her bald pussy bared to my sight.
“Beautiful,” I whispered.
I blinked and shook my head, looking up at Heaven who watched me with desire, passion, uncertainty, and… what could only be love, darkening her gaze. It was good to know it was still there. That she still felt that way about me. We could get past her being engaged to Zander easily, but her not loving me anymore?
Well we could still get past it; it would just take a little more work on my part.
I lifted her up into my arms and carried her to the table, so we were farther away from the doorway leading to the hallway. I lay her down and stared at her naked
ness once more. I shook my head as drool filled my mouth. I couldn’t wait to taste her again.
“Open your legs wider so that I can see that gorgeous pussy of yours. I’m going to make it mine forever this time, but first I want to see how wet you are, and I want you to feel it, and know it’s for me.”
I knew she was ready for me. I could see her passion leaking from the folds of her sex. I watched with fascination as her pussy clenched and released hungrily, clamping around nothing, as if searching out my thickness or my tongue. Longing to be filled. The longer I stood watching, the wetter it seemed she became. There was a small puddle beneath her ample cheeks as she trembled and shook, softly begging me. The same lust gripped me, and I shivered in response. I could no longer wait to have my tongue licking her. My mouth sucking on her swollen nub, the folds of her slit, or my fingers fucking her. I would not disappoint either one of us, nor would I test her patience a second longer. Just as she softly moaned again, her legs spreading open wider for me, I dropped to my knees. I tugged my shirt off, anticipating the moment she came into my mouth, and not wanting to get the material wet.
Hunger roared inside me. With every lick and kiss against her skin, between her breasts, on her circling hips, on her trembling thighs, I silently made a promise to her. I would always make her feel this good. Always make sure I fulfilled every need. Every want. I had been her man from the moment I first saw her, and still was. And she was my woman.
Always would be
I took a pebbled nipple into my mouth and sucked hungrily. Heaven’s back arched, and I slid my hand up her skin. I closed my eyes as her hand wrapped around the back of my neck, almost strangling me. I lapped, sucked, and dined on each of her nipples with my fingers and my mouth. Her hips pressed and thrust against my chest as she asked without words for me to ease her ache.
“Eddie, please,” she pleaded with me in a harsh whisper. “I need you. I’ve waited so long for you to come back to me. To feel this way again. Please.”
I scoffed. “You’ve waited so long? Do you know how long I’ve wanted to come back for you?” I continued feasting on her breasts, my hands stroking up and down her body. Increasing the fire that burned within her, instead of putting it out. “How long did you wait before you moved on? How long did you deny wanting me?” I prodded, my voice a low and husky. Anger and need, desire and incredulity, love and fear, all warred for dominance within me. I didn’t know if I wanted to fuck her or yell at her.
“I’ve wanted you for as long as I can remember. I just didn’t think you were coming back, and I couldn’t wait for you. But I dreamed of you every night. Longed for you. Wished for you,” Heaven admitted in a soft voice, lifting her hand to caress my cheek. I trembled as need blasted through my entire body. “Please, Eddie, make me come. Please baby.”
“You never have to beg me to make you come, beautiful,” I told her with a smile. “You may have to beg me to stop.”
I growled as I slid down her body until I was a breath away from her pussy. I looked up at Heaven and grinned before I took a languid lick of her pussy from her puckered hole all the way up to her clit.
“Oh shit,” she almost screamed, her eyes wide, her mouth dropping open.
“Shhh, babe,” I scolded her with a smile. I wish I could video this and send it to Zander. I wanted the fucker to see how I pleased my woman. To watch as I took Heaven back from him. Heaven slammed her hands over her lips. And just in time too, it seemed. Because as soon as my lips covered her clit, and I sucked, a muffled scream burst into the air.
“Mother fucker, you taste good,” I whispered against her soaked lips. “So goddamn sweet, so fucking good. Better than you did years ago. Come for me, baby. Let me drink you, taste you. All of you.”
I continued to feast on her slit, her wet heat, possessively, lovingly. Worshipping her body. Her taste. Demanding that she give herself to me as I’d given myself to her so long ago. I took what I wanted from her body with multiple sweeps of my tongue, with tiny, gentle nibbles of my teeth. She gripped my hair even tighter and began to thrust her hips against my face.
When I slipped two fingers inside her hot, wet slickness, her body stiffened, and I groaned as she squirted her passion into my mouth. My own body shook as I spilled my seed behind the zipper of my jeans, soaking the material of my boxer briefs. I cursed as I lowered my head to get myself together. Sliding my fingers from within her body, I licked the digits, moaning as her brown eyes darkened even further, turning almost black. I tugged her hands away from her lips and stared down at her with satisfaction coursing through me. I’d done that. I’d caused her so much passion she was currently spread out on her worktable looking thoroughly fucked. Her face was sweaty, her eyes wide, her lips swollen from my kisses, and her breasts heaved up and down as she struggled to breathe. Her passion and juices were no doubt glistening all over my chin and I couldn’t have been happier.
I lowered my head to take her lips in another thorough kiss when the sound of voices drawing closer to the lab reached us. Heaven squeaked softly, then pushed me so hard I stumbled and landed flat on my ass. I watched, bewildered and amused, as she rushed around the room, pulling back on her clothes, and trying to fix her hair. I shook my head, about to ask her what she was doing, when she turned to me and pointed at my face, her eyes narrowed.
“This never happened,” Heaven hissed, then she turned to walk away, leaving me to stare after her.
Satisfied but planning for our next encounter.
Chapter 7
Sweet Side Café
Baltimore, MD
Heaven
I sat out on the patio of the Sweet Side Café in downtown Baltimore enjoying my caprese panino, sipping on my iced butter pecan latte, while I waited for my sister, Ava, and Parker to show up. We were all playing hooky that day and had decided to spend it eating out and shopping. Ava and Parker had been surprised when I’d agreed with their plan, it wasn’t something I would have normally done. I was devoted to my work. I loved it. But I couldn’t go back. Not right then.
Every time I walked into the lab I thought of Eddie’s mouth on my pussy. His fingers buried deep inside of me. His lips wrapped around my clit, sucking, his tongue licking. Moaning as I gasped, telling me how good I tasted. How much he missed me.
I groaned and squeezed my thighs together.
Not now.
And though I bit my lower lip and tried to stop it, I clenched and unclenched my thighs, the plump flesh pressing against my clit, my mind flooded with images from three days previous, until…
“Shit,” I breathed, clenching the table in front of me, as my body shivered and trembled, an orgasm ripping through my entire being. I refused to look around, to see if anyone was witness to the wholly embarrassing situation I currently found myself in. I closed my eyes and swallowed against my desire, my need to yell Eddie’s name.
After long moments, where I no doubt appeared as if I were having a seizure, I finally sighed, and sank back into my seat. My panties were soaked, and I was pretty sure my jeans had a wet spot on them where my fabric covered pussy rested. I lifted my hands from the table and smoothed my sweaty palms down my thighs.
“Well, fuck, what they hell are you eating that caused that reaction?” Ava’s voice, filled with amusement, penetrated the haze of lust I’d fallen into.
I gasped and opened my eyes quickly. Sitting across from me were Ava and Parker, both of them with smiles on their faces, an all too knowing look in their gazes. My face grew hot, and I squeezed my eyes shut in embarrassment.
“How long have you hos been sitting there?” I groaned.
“Long enough to watch your nasty ass have an orgasm all out here on the café’s patio. Damn, bitch. Ain’t Zander’s ass been putting it on you?” Parker asked with a laugh, before signaling for a waiter.
“Fuck you,” I hissed without any heat to my tone. I reached out for my drink and took a long sip, avoiding Ava’s intense focus on me, knowing that if I looked at my sister she would be
able to see everything. But, as with all things, I couldn’t avoid her gaze for too long, and I glanced up for only a moment, which was all she needed.
Ava gasped and pointed at me. “Bitch!”
Everyone sitting out on the patio stopped talking and looked in our direction. I cut my hand through the air and leaned forward. “Heifer, can you keep your voice down?”
Ava shook her head. “Hell nah. You are so nasty!”
Parker looked back and forth in between us. “What? What happened? What did I miss?”
Ava laughed, pointed at me, covering her mouth for a moment.
“Eddie came to see her,” Ava replied, giving me a sly smile.
Parker gasped, then burst into laughter. “Oh shit. I hope that pussy is okay. Did you get it triaged? I’m pretty sure he murdered it. Do we need to have a funeral?”
I tried not to show how funny I found Parker’s statement, but I couldn’t hold back my own chuckling. I picked up a pair of napkins and threw them at both of the women, shaking my head. “I can’t stand y’all. I will have you know that Eddie and I did not have sex.”
Ava and Parker looked at each other, sharing a look, before turning back to me.
“Bullshit,” they said simultaneously.
My mouth dropped open in surprise. “It’s not bullshit! We didn’t have sex he just… um… you know…”
“Trick, him pulling up a seat at that poonanny and helping himself to that oral buffet is still sex,” my sister pointed out.
“Damn, Ava, poonanny? Trick? What the hell?” Parker teased Ava and we all laughed.
“Hey! Forgive my ass for having children and trying to work on my language.”
I scoffed. “We all have kids, heifer. We just don’t have a whole basketball team like you do.”
“Wait.” Parker held up a hand. “Do basketball teams have six or seven players on the court at a time?”
