Escaping Eden

by Yolanda Olson

  “Hi. Sorry I slept for the day,” I replied sheepishly.

  “No, it’s okay. I think you should rest up honestly,” he said, turning his attention back to the night sky.

  “How come?” I asked sitting on the banister.

  “You won’t be sleeping much in Maui. Neither of us will be.”

  He crossed his hands behind his head and chuckled.

  “I can’t believe I had to come half way around the world for this.”

  “For what?” I asked raising an eyebrow.

  He leaned over and grabbed my hand, pulling me onto his lap.

  “A good girl.”

  I blushed and felt immediately shy.

  “I’m glad Liora forced you into this. I never told you this, but that picture that I told you I liked of the two of you that I saw in your apartment? I’ve seen it before. She has it in her office. We were having a meeting one day and I just sat there staring at it. To this day I have no idea what that meeting was about, but it turned into a cross examination once she saw me staring at her best friend so intensely. Did you know that I’ve been in America for about six months now? I had to beg and plead and promise her that I wouldn’t hurt you before she finally caved in and told me to meet her at your job,” he said with a laugh.

  “I would think that my appearance would’ve scared you away,” I replied quietly.

  “Why would it? You’re absolutely gorgeous. The picture told me that you had one hell of a sense of humor, which is something I always look for. Li and I are the same height so when I saw how small you were next to her, I went into instant protection mode,” he said, snapping his fingers. “There was something about you in the picture, Eden. Something besides everything I just said. I couldn’t place my finger on it and I wanted to meet you to see if I could figure out what it was.”

  “And did you?” I asked quietly.

  “Yes. It was a desperate need to be loved, wanted. Your immediate barrier and willingness to shove me at someone else was enough to tell me that you were the person that I needed in my life. I mean especially when I saw you and Finley practically having sex on the dance floor ... It made me laugh. Not because it was funny, but because I could tell by watching you that you were questioning yourself the entire time. Even if you didn’t feel it at that moment.”

  “Wow. So that’s what it feels like to go to a shrink,” I remarked, shaking my head.

  “Any of what I said untrue?” Simon asked, giving me a gentle squeeze.

  “No, I think your diagnosis is pretty accurate,” I said with a smile.

  “Let’s get some sleep, then. Tomorrow will go by quickly and then we’ll be off to Hawaii,” he said, gently pushing me to my feet and standing up.

  I walked into the house and waited while Simon locked up. He took my hand as he flipped off the lights and led me through the dark two story home carefully. When we got to our doors, he smiled at me and gave me a soft, lingering kiss on the lips before he retreated to his room and locked the door.

  It took me an hour to fall asleep but I somehow managed it.

  One thing was true though. The next day went by in a super fast blur. I felt like I only had enough time to call Liora and let her know that I would be calling her as soon as we landed in Hawaii to let her know that we made it safely.

  Next thing I knew, it was four in the morning and a half asleep Simon was driving us to McCarran International. Once we boarded, I looked at Simon curiously.

  “How long does this flight take?”

  “About six or so hours.”

  “And how much did this all cost?”

  He grinned at me and shook his head.

  Damn it.

  “Well, you’ll have to tell me eventually so I can pay you back,” I said, settling into my seat.

  “You’ll be paying me back in Maui,” he whispered in my ear.

  I shivered and he laughed.

  “Calm down. I won’t hurt you. I promised Liora,” he said, patting my leg.

  I rolled my eyes.

  An hour later we connected in LAX and waited for another hour before our connecting flight to Hawaii was ready for us to board.

  Five or so hours later, we exited the plane and stepped out into the terminal. Simon grabbed my hand and we made a beeline to get the luggage we couldn’t carry on. Once he had all the bags, he took my hand again and we went over to the rental car counter, where he paid for his reservation and got the keys.

  We made our way out into the parking lot and loaded the trunk of the car with our belongings. He unlocked the car and held the door open for me. I sat down and strapped the seatbelt across myself waiting for him to get into the driver’s seat.

  “Alright then,” he said with a sigh as he sat down.

  Then he leaned over and grabbed my face into his hands and kissed me passionately.

  It was such a quick movement that I didn’t return the kiss right away until I was able to undo my seatbelt and reach for him.

  I lost my hands in his messy hair, tugging it to pull him tightly against me.

  When we pulled apart we were both breathing heavily and he was grinning.

  “I love kissing you,” he said as he turned the car on.

  “Likewise,” I replied with a laugh.

  “The way you kiss tells me something very important,” he said matter of factly.

  “And what’s that?” I asked.

  “That you’re an animal in bed,” he replied. “I desperately need an animal in bed to be quite honest. After two years of nothing, I need someone that’s going to be able to keep up with me.”

  “And I need someone who’s going to bring the O screaming back to me,” I said.

  “I have no doubt that I can do that for you, Eden,” he said seriously. “I’ll just need you to be keep up with me.”

  “Should I get a couple of intense workouts in before we do this?” I inquired.

  Simon laughed as he drove us to the Grand Wailea. In a way, I was hoping he would answer, but because he didn’t, it kind of excited me.

  When we arrived, he parked in the front and kissed me before going in to get our hotel key and pay for our reservations. I stared at the hotel from outside and made a mental note that I would have to give him my checks for the next year or two to be able to break even on this. No amount of sex was going to remotely begin to pay this back.

  He emerged five minutes later and motioned for me to get out of the car. I stood by patiently as he popped the trunk of the car and we reached in to grab our luggage.

  We went in the front doors and the people behind the counter smiled at us as we walked through on our way to the elevator.

  Simon pushed the button to the seventh floor and leaned back against the wall. I looked at him and smiled.

  His hair was messier than usual because of the tugging I had done, but he still looked amazing in his black flip flops, khaki cargo pants, and black fitted shirt. I looked down at my own clothes and felt overdressed. I was wearing my black chucks again and a loose blue shirt with black capri pants. Simon looked casual and I looked like I should be catching a flight elsewhere.

  The bell dinged and we reached down and grabbed our belongings. When we stepped out of the doors, Simon looked at the numbers on the wall before heading to the left, with me following close behind. I glanced at the doors as we passed them and bumped into Simon when he stopped walking. He turned around and glanced down at me with a raised eyebrow and an amused look.

  “Sorry,” I said sheepishly.

  He shook his head with a smile and unlocked a pair of double doors in front of us.

  “Wait. This is our room?” I asked leaning around him.

  “Yup!”

  “Oh my God,” I breathed when we walked in.

  I felt like I had walked into another hotel unto itself. We obviously had one of the major suites in this place and mentally added at least another thousand dollars to my I Owe Simon list.

  “You can leave the bags by the door now. We can get
them later,” he said as he closed the doors and locked them.

  I dropped the bags and looked around the room in disbelief.

  “It’s going to take me forever to pay you back for this you know that right?” I asked quietly.

  “I don’t want money, Eden,” he replied reassuringly. “What I do want however is probably through those doors,” he said pointing to yet another pair of double doors.

  “What’s over there?” I asked, walking over and pulling them open.

  The master bedroom. Of course.

  Simon came up behind me and pulled me back against him by my waist. His monster had already stirred and was pressed firmly against me. He slid his hands under my shirt and unhooked my bra, before leaning down and kissing my neck, cupping my breasts in his large, manly hands.

  I inhaled sharply and leaned my head back against him as he continued to kiss my neck. Simon began to twist my nipples between his fingers. At first he was gentle. Then he began to pinch and pull on them before being gentle again.

  He stopped as quickly as he started. Simon moved away from me and sighed.

  “I’m hungry. How about you?” he said nonchalantly.

  “Are you fucking kidding me right now?” I asked, whipping around to look at him.

  He smiled.

  “I just wanted to see what you would say. I am hungry, but not for food. Lay on the bed please,” he commanded softly.

  I did as he asked and watched him removed his glasses and walk over to the nightstand and set them down. He came back to the foot of the bed and removed his shirt.

  “I knew it!” I yelled.

  A small smile crept across his face.

  He was a hot nerd king. Simon’s body was insane. It looked like a triathelete’s body, only slightly larger. Toned, slightly muscular, and fucking divine.

  I watched him pull his pants and underwear off, stepping out of them. Now I really felt overdressed. The only thing I was missing was my bra and that was because I had slipped it off in disbelief and frustration when he stopped.

  He stood there for a moment, erect, strong, and firm, looking me over with hungry, wild eyes before he finally made a move. With one quick motion, he was on the bed, gripping my pants and pulling them off of me.

  I moaned and arched my back as he pushed my panties aside and slid a long finger deep inside of me.

  He sighed and placed his head on my stomach as he moved his finger inside of me quickly and with purpose.

  I inhaled sharply as he slid another finger inside of me and began to move them roughly deep inside. I immediately grabbed his tussled hair and pulled it hard, causing him to move his fingers faster.

  Finally, after a few more vicious thrusts, he pulled his fingers out and pulled my panties off. Before I knew what happened, he had his buried his face between my legs, licking my clit gently. It was such a sudden change from the ferocity of what he was doing that I started to feel my body tremble.

  Simon pulled back for a moment and looked up at me with a goofy grin.

  “Not yet, Eden. Let me savor your sweet taste. Your tight moistness before you climax,” he said, laying a head on my leg as he waited for my body to regain control of itself.

  I closed my eyes and forced myself to think of something mundane. Video games; while I loved that job I was beginning to hate video games. I opened my eyes again went I felt him moving. I was now looking up into his smiling face; he had positioned himself to hover right over me.

  “Take your shirt off; it’s very impersonal to have it on right now,” he instructed.

  I reached down and fumbled with my shirt. I had it pulled over my breasts when Simon leaned down and took one into his mouth, and began to suck on my nipple gently.

  I let out a shuddery breath, and let the the shirt cover my face, as he cupped my breasts in his hands, suckling one and playing with the other.

  He bit me, gently, before moving to the other breast and repeating his movements. The sore nipple was now being tugged and played with while he sucked and nibbled on the other. Finally, he lifted my shirt and peeked at me with a grin.

  I looked at him and laughed. He pulled himself away from me so that I could fully pull my shirt off and throw it to the floor.

  Simon got off the bed and went over to his luggage and rifled around inside one of his bags.

  “What are you doing?” I asked curiously.

  “Just looking for something,” he replied. “Aha! Got it.”

  I craned my head and saw him examining a box of condoms and smiled. I sat up and watched him.

  “Ah fuck,” he said, sighing.

  “What’s the matter?”

  “I grabbed the wrong size,” he said sheepishly looking at me.

  “Isn’t it one size fits all?” I asked with a laugh.

  “Uh ... No. Well, I could always try,” he replied as he ripped the box open and pulled one out. I watched him pull the condom out of the wrapper, shake his head, and begin to fit it onto his monster.

  “Huh,” he said.

  He glanced at me with a silly face and I saw that the condom had gone on half way before it ripped.

  “Let me try another one,” he said, grabbing pulling another one out of the box.

  I laughed when the same thing happened. He looked at me with mock sorrow and threw the broken condoms into the garbage can by the bed. Simon sat down next to me and sighed.

  “Well. I guess I’ll have to get dressed and go find the right size, huh?”

  I looked at him for a moment and tilted my head, “Or you could always just tell me if you’ve ever had any diseases, are currently harboring any diseases, or know when to pull out.”

  “No, no, and yes,” he replied with a grin.

  I reached over to Simon and kissed him, pulling him to me. When we pulled away from each other he had a serious look on his face again. And those beautiful, light brown eyes were hungry.

  “On your belly, mate,” he directed.

  I took a deep breath and rolled over onto my stomach. Simon climbed onto the bed behind me, and put his hands on my hips, bringing me up to my knees.

  “If I hurt you, you have to tell me,” he whispered.

  I nodded as he put a hand on the back of my head, burying my face into the pillow.

  How am I supposed to do that now? Smoke signals?

  I took another deep breath, as he put the head of his erection against my wet opening, gently pushing it into me.

  I gasped and closed my eyes tightly. It did hurt; mostly because of the size of it, but also because Finley hadn’t really done much to loosen me up for this.

  “Oh God, Eden. You feel amazing,

  he breathed as he continued to fill me with his desire.

  “Ow, ow, ow!”

  “That all you can take?” he asked.

  I nodded into the pillow.

  “More than most,” he chuckled before he began to rhythmically thrust in and out of me.

  I gasped as Simon moved methodically. I wasn’t a virgin by any means obviously, but I had never experienced this the way he moved. Gentle, yet hungry. Hard, yet yearning. I knew I would be breakdancing with O in no time.

  I squealed when he slapped my ass. I hadn’t expected it. I hadn’t expected any of this from him. To me, he was sizzling hot and sexy, but he had trouble with woman? That couldn’t be true. It just couldn’t—

  Oh God, yes!

  Simon reached a hand around and began to rub my clit while he continued to penetrate me from behind, freeing me to turn my head to the side and breathe a little easier.

  “Harder, please ...” I begged.

  Simon chuckled and began to move faster and filling me completely with himself. I felt something tear; but it was my fault for asking for it. I grit my teeth and turned my face back into the pillow as Simon gripped my hips and began to viciously push into me.

  I had never wanted and hated something so much in my life. It was perfect, but painful. I wanted him to keep going, but I also wanted him to stop. />
  Instinctively, I pushed myself up to my hands, my arms shaking, and began to push back against him.

  “Fucking beautiful,” he breathed, running a hand down my back.

  I threw my head back and he reached forward and undid my ponytail. Then he leaned an arm underneath me, and pulled me tightly against him. Simon thrusted up while I pushed back down against him. Our bodies were already starting to sweat, and it felt magical. It was the most amazing thing I had ever felt in my life and I didn’t want it to end.

  I used my body weight to push him back. I had enough adrenaline running through me to shove him back and I wanted to take control now. I leaned back and put my hands on his chest and moved my feet to either side of his legs. Simon gripped my sides as I started to move up and down on him, moaning softly, while he breathed deeply. He began to thrust up against me each time I came crashing down onto him. I pulled one of my hands off his chest and began to rub myself.

  “No you don’t,” he said shoving me off of him. “Not yet.”

  He flipped me onto my back and laid down on top of me, as he entered me. I closed my eyes for a moment as Simon let his body weight fall on me. I loved the feeling of a man weighing me down and Simon felt exquisite.

  He pressed his lips against mine, and I opened my mouth. My hands were tightly in his messy hair and we flickered our tongues against each others as he pushed into me.

  That’s when I felt it. O was starting to peek out. She was on her way and she was going to come out with a vengeance.

  Simon noticed the look on my face and smiled.

  Then he began to push into me harder than ever before. The combination of his weight and his cock shoving into me was more than enough. I dug my fingernails into his back.

  “Oh God, Simon!”

  My body tightened up before it started to tremble and convulse. There she was; my long lost friend O, and it wasn’t at the hands or cock of Finley.

  I closed my eyes tightly as he pulled me up against him, holding me tightly. My juices flowed out, coating him. Simon held me for a few more seconds, before laying back down and giving me a goofy grin.

  “All done, already?” he asked.

  I laughed tiredly and l laid there for a moment. I put a hand to my head, feeling him still inside of me.