Eden blinked at his beautiful and, she could tell, heartfelt, words. The anger she tried to work up melted away like ice cream on a hot summer day, leaving her pussy wet, sticky, and wanting more, so much more. Reaching into the basket, she grabbed a random condom.
“Lottery it is,” she murmured.
Going up on her toes, Eden lifted her arms and wrapped them around Bailey’s neck. Pulling his head down, she tilted her head and kissed him, not bothering with pleasantries but going straight for a soul-deep, tonsil-hockey kiss. Pressing her body against his, she began to rub back and forth, suddenly so hot and needy she wondered if she would burst into flames before she could get the man naked.
Bailey seemed to feel the same way. In less than a minute, they were right back to their pre-condom-discussion arousal. He eased back enough to reach between them and fumble with the buttons of her vest.
Not sure how long she would be able to hold off her own climax, Eden tore her lips from his and stepped back. “Get naked,” she demanded.
“Yes, ma’am.” He smiled at her and pulled off his shirt at the same time he toed off his sneakers.
She dropped her vest and bra to the floor at the same time his shirt dropped. She paused to watch as he quickly dealt with the buttons of his jeans. Her mouth went dry when he pushed them down to mid-thigh.
He was gorgeous all over. The first thing she noticed was a bird tattoo on the inside of his left arm. It took a heartbeat for her to realize it was a stylized hawk that appeared to fly as Bailey moved his arm. Then her attention moved on.
The skin of his body was a paler shade than his face and arms and stretched tightly over a body that rippled with muscles. A light dusting of hair the same color as his buzz cut covered him from collarbone down, growing thicker at his groin, but continuing down his legs as well.
His cock’s size and girth was almost intimidating as it bobbed above a set of balls that she wanted desperately to play with. Forgetting about everything else, she knelt so that she was eye to eye with his erection. The shaft was ivory with blue and red veins pulsing just beneath the skin while the head was an angry crimson color. As she watched, a drop of pre-cum oozed from the slit at the tip.
Eden licked her lips in anticipation as she lifted her right hand to his chest. Brushing her hand from chest to belly to cock, she smiled at the soft, silky feel of his body hair. For a microsecond, she wondered if she would ever get a chance to snuggle up against him and feel his soft furriness against other parts of her body or if this was all they would have. Then the scent of aroused male filled her nostrils and all thought was gone, leaving her to act solely on instinct and need.
Wrapping her hand around the base of his cock, she dragged the tip of her tongue across the head of his cock, causing him to suck in a breath at the intimate contact. She could not help the happy moan that escaped as she tasted him for the first time. She swirled the tip of her tongue around the head of his cock then took just that much of him between her lips.
She tilted her head back and looked up his body to gauge his reaction. His eyes met hers, and she read need, hunger, and something more in his. Then his eyelids drifted shut as she closed her lips around the glans and sucked gently.
“Oh, sunflower,” he moaned. “You feel so good.”
Eden smiled as she took more of him in, sucking gently as her tongue swirled against the shaft. When she had taken as much as she was comfortable with, she swallowed on the length before backing off again. That earned her another groan. His hands wrapped around her head, fingers tangled in her hair as she began to slowly bob up and down the top half of his shaft as her hand began to stroke the bottom half.
“Stop, Eden. I’m too close,” Bailey said after another minute of her oral ministrations.
She looked up at him and winked, but did not stop. His hips thrust three times before his hands clenched around her head and he came. His cock pulsed, and jets of semen filled her mouth. She swallowed quickly, savoring the taste. Once he finished, she licked him clean, then held him gently until he pulled away and knelt as well.
He kissed her then licked at her lips. “I should put you over my lap and spank you,” he said, though there was no heat to his threat.
“Oh, really? Why would you do that?”
“Because I said stop and you didn’t. I wanted us to come together.”
“We’ll come together next time,” she promised, reaching down and taking hold of his cock. “Or are you done for the day?”
* * * *
“Oh, hell no, I’m not done,” he growled as his cock began to harden again in her hand. “But this time I’m in charge, sunflower.”
“Don’t tell me, you’re a Dom, aren’t you?”
He grinned. “I’m a Marine, sunflower, of course I’m dominant. Is that okay with you?”
“Mmmm, okay,” she said against his lips.
He cupped one breast with one hand, and his other stroked down her back, over her ass, and down the back of her leg to the hem of her skirt. His hand slid back up her thigh under the edge of the skirt. He pushed the denim up until it bunched around her waist, baring her ass and pussy. Once the skirt was out of his way, he cupped her ass cheeks with both hands.
“You’re not wearing any panties,” he whispered as he pulled back to look down at her.
“Thong,” she breathed as his hands rubbed circles over her lower cheeks.
His right hand slid around to find that her mons was covered. Pulling away a few inches, he leaned back and looked down. His breath caught when he saw a lacy black fabric triangle with white dots hiding her pussy from him. His cock surged to attention once again.
“Pretty,” he said.
Releasing her, he stood then lifted her to her feet. It took a few seconds he was not sure he had, but he finally dealt with the hooks and zipper of her skirt. Shoving it down, he saw the thong was really just skinny pieces of elastic holding the pussy shield in place. Taking hold of the elastic around her waist with both hands, he jerked, breaking it easily.
“Hey, I liked those,” she groused as he tossed the scraps over one shoulder.
“I liked them, too, but they were in my way.” He grinned at her. “I’ll buy you another pair…hell, I’ll buy you a dozen pair because I don’t think this is the last time I’ll be tearing your clothes off of you.”
“Mmmm, that sounds promising,” she said as he guided her backward until her bare ass came into contact with her desk. “Oooo, that’s cold.”
“Don’t worry, I’ll make sure you stay warm.” Bailey leaned in and kissed her.
He leaned over the desk to help her lay back across the metal surface. She hissed as she settled on the desk and the cold touched her from ass to hairline.
“Damn,” she swore softly, “it’s cold.”
Bailey chuckled a dark, sexy sound as he began to kiss his way down her body. When he reached the middle of her chest, he made side trips to each breast. He spent long, heat-inducing minutes licking, sucking, and nibbling on her nipples. Then he continued farther down her body.
At her bellybutton, he stopped and swirled his tongue around the indent, sending Eden into giggles that turned to moans as he then moved down between her legs and blew hot breath across her pussy. Then he moved closer, his intention clearly to drive her straight out of her mind and make her forget there was any other man on Earth.
* * * *
When Bailey’s tongue parted her lower lips and traced up and down playfully, all Eden could do was bite her lip and try not to scream with the pleasure he induced. She wasn’t sure if Crow had returned from his coffee run or not, but the wall separating her shop and the bar was tissue paper-thin, and if she made too much noise, Adam might hear and would be over here in a minute.
Eden spread her legs wider to give Bailey all the room he needed. Her arousal spiraled higher and higher out of control until there was no way she could control it. Grabbing onto the edge of the desk, Eden moaned, a long, low sound that reverberated around the ro
om, drowning out the gentle Celtic jazz she played on the shop’s stereo system.
Just as she was about to tip over into orgasm, Bailey pulled away.
“Nooooooooo,” she moaned, reaching out to grab at him but missing. “Don’t go.”
“Shhh, Lady Eden.” He smiled at her as he stood tall and proud between her splayed legs.
She lifted her head and watched as he sheathed his cock in the condom she had pulled from the basket. The latex was patterned, and when he finished, he looked at her with a grin.
“So what do you think of my barber pole?” he asked as he pulled his cock up against his belly so she could see the red and white stripes that now decorated his shaft.
“Mmmm, pretty,” she said.
She sat up and reached for the cock, but again, Bailey stepped out of reach.
“But I want,” she whined.
“And you shall have, as soon as you lay back down,” he ordered, a thread of power in his tone that he had not used before.
Eden lay back, but could not help but trying to cant her hips forward, though without her feet on the ground, she had no leverage. She watched as Bailey moved closer and closer. Her breathing stopped for a second when warm, callused fingers spread her pussy lips. She barely sucked in a breath when the head of his cock brushed up and down the track from entrance to clit and back again.
“Please,” she breathed.
He smiled down at her then lifted her legs to press her thighs against her chest. “Hold them, sunflower.”
She lifted her arms and wrapped them around her legs while he adjusted her, pulling her closer to the edge of the desk. Holding her hips, he brushed the head in circles over her clit before dragging it down to touch her wide-open entrance without penetrating.
Leaning over, he looked into her eyes. “Comfortable?”
“No,” she pouted. “I need you to fuck me.”
She had barely gotten the words out when he surged forward and his cock filled her. His hips snapped back and forth several times before he pushed as deep as he could go and stilled.
“Better?”
She tried to form words, but the size of his cock, longer and wider than any other she had ever been with, sent her brain offline. She made a high-pitched keening sound as her hips hunched, trying again to fuck him without success.
Forcing her eyes open, she met his silver-eyed gaze and made another sound of need. He smiled and his eyelids dropped, giving him such a sexy look that her pussy clenched in response.
“I’ll take that as a yes.” He eased out until just the head remained inside her.
His next stroke was slow and easy, which proved just as devastating to her three remaining functioning brain cells as the other had been.
“You’ve got me so wound up, I don’t know how long I can hold it,” he said as he began to fuck her with a steady in-and-out pistoning.
Eden began to pant as her arousal spiraled even higher than before. “Harder. More. Now,” she begged as the muscles in her body began to tighten in preparation for something humongous.
Her words seemed to snap the last of Bailey’s restraint. He leaned farther over the desk, which changed the angle of his thrusts, and suddenly she was there. Conscious of their surroundings, she tried to keep from screaming and panted her way through the orgasm that rolled around and through and over her.
Her eyes on Bailey, she watched his face tighten as his hips slammed into her twice more before holding deep inside her pussy. At the same time, she felt his cock swell and jerk as he came with only a long, drawn-out groan of ecstasy. Then, like a marionette whose strings had been cut, he collapsed forward to rest his forehead between her breasts.
“Oh, my God,” he panted as he kissed her sweat-slicked skin before turning his head and kissing his way up the mound of her breast to lick at her knotted nipple.
Eden still had no words, so she simply nodded in response. Release her hold on her legs, she wrapped her arms around the man, trying to convey her own feelings.
It took several minutes for them to catch their breath, but when he finally did, Eden saw a peacefulness in him that had not been there before. Before she could comment on it, though, the phone rang.
“Shit,” she muttered as she fumbled for the receiver before getting her hand to work and pick the handset up and bring it to her ear. “Good afternoon, Eden’s Garden.”
“Are you all right?” Her brother’s voice on the other end of the phone immediately stiffened the muscles Bailey had just relaxed into goo.
“I’m fine, why?”
“My truck was sitting by the side of the road this morning, and Tiny says you haven’t shown up for your shift and you were supposed to be there ten minutes ago. He also said Crow is sitting on the porch looking bored. Crow told him you’ve been in a meeting for the last hour and really can’t be disturbed. What’s going on?”
“Hour? Oh, shit, what time is it?”
“Almost six fifteen. Are you working tonight, or do I need to tell Tiny to cover?”
“Give me ten minutes,” she said before hanging the phone back on its base with a bang.
“Ten minutes, huh?” Bailey lifted up and looked at her with a naughty grin. “I don’t think I’ll be finished with you by then.”
Eden looked at him, and tears filled her eyes. “I’m sorry, but I can’t. I have to go. I was supposed to be next door fifteen minutes ago.”
Chapter 5
When the rest of the bar’s patrons headed out at closing time, Bailey remained where he sat in the corner at the end of the bar. The waitress and bouncer had given him the same questioning looks they had given him since his arrival six and half hours earlier. The same looks he had been ignoring all evening.
Watching Eden for the past few hours, he wondered how she remained upright. She had been up for more than a day and a half by his best estimate. He was exhausted just watching her work. He was amazed that she kept smiling the entire evening as she pulled drafts, opened bottles, poured wine, and evaded a countless number of passes, from men and women alike. The only thing she had no time for was him.
“Okay, buddy, we’re closing. Time to go home. Do you need me to call you a cab?” the neckless human mountain who imitated a bouncer said as he approached.
“It’s okay, Tiny. Bailey’s waiting for me,” Eden said as Bailey tried to come up with a plausible reason why he could not leave.
“Really? But you’ve been ignoring him all night.” Tiny sounded skeptical as he looked over his shoulder at her.
“I was hoping he might go away, but it seems I’m stuck with him.” She met his gaze and one raised eyebrow with a smirk as she continued wiping down the bar.
Bailey heard the tired strain in her voice and made a decision he was sure Eden would consider Dominant. “Tiny, do you think you and Holly can do whatever else needs to be done to close this place up for the night?”
He met the mountain’s eyes steadily until the other man blinked and looked away. Then the big man nodded.
“Yeah, sure. Not a problem. But as her brother from a different mother, I gotta ask, you planning on sticking around awhile?”
Bailey heard the unspoken threat in his voice. “I’m here for as long as she’ll have me.”
“Good answer. If you’re only with her for a short-time, good-time roll in the hay, I’d have to tell Adam, and then we’d have to hurt you.”
Bailey thought of the paper in his wallet ordering him to Iraq. He had to report in just eight short days. “I’m here for as long as she wants me,” he repeated, hoping they had enough time to build something that would last through the six-month separation.
“Good enough. Try to get her to sleep more than three hours and eat something healthy, will ya?”
Bailey nodded though the other man had walked away and was putting chairs up on tables. Then he turned his attention to the woman behind the bar. She had the cash register open, but was staring at its contents as if she had never seen money before.
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bsp; Bailey ducked under the bar and slowly approached his tired woman. He pushed the register drawer closed and wrapped one arm around her shoulders.
“Come on, sunflower. It’s time to go home.” He kissed her hair when she leaned against him. He turned them and guided her out from behind the bar and toward the front door.
“But I’ve got to cash out and restock the bar,” she said, though her voice held no conviction.
“Tiny and Holly are going to take care of closing up tonight. You’re going to take me upstairs to your apartment and show me your CD collection.”
“Huh?”
Bailey smiled as he guided her out of the bar. She was so exhausted she was asleep on her feet. Once they crossed the porch to the front door of Eden’s Garden, he stopped.
“How do we get to your apartment?” he asked before brushing a kiss on the head that rested heavily against his chest.
“Upstairs,” she said softly.
“Where are the stairs?”
“Behind the building.”
“How do we get to the stairs, sleepy girl?”
He was surprised when she lifted her right arm and showed him that she held a single key between two fingers. In less than a minute, they had the door unlocked and were inside. He secured the lock again before following her through the dimly lit shop to her office.
“Better bring the basket,” she murmured as she pushed open the back door.
“I like the way you think,” he said. He picked up the basket before following her out the door.
He watched as she pushed the door closed then tested it to confirm it had securely locked. Then she took his free hand and led him up a metal staircase next to the door. Once they were on the balcony at the top, she led him to one of the doors and opened it using another key from her key ring. Then she turned to him and held out her right hand.
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