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“Something like that,” I murmur, as his face dips down to mine. His hand makes its way around my throat again, pinning me to the wall as he captures my lips with his own.

His chin is still damp from my arousal and I can taste myself on his lips. I’ve never had someone kiss me before after going down on me, but I’m not about to protest. Hayden just gave me one of the best orgasms I’ve ever had. The thought of kissing someone afterward never appealed to me, but there’s something about this moment right now that has me completely aroused again.

Hayden pulls back, his eyes bouncing back and forth between mine as he tightens his grip around my throat. “You like how you taste, baby?”

“I like how I taste on you,” I tell him, my voice low and thick with lust. It was as if our surroundings had faded away in the moment, but I’m suddenly aware again that we’re still in the shower. “Are you going to let me get clean now?”

A soft chuckle slips from his lips. “Hardly,” he responds, withdrawing his hand from my neck as he reaches for the faucet and turns off the water. “I want to dirty you up first.”

My lips part slightly as I’m about to protest him, but he doesn’t give me a chance as he slides open the glass door and exits the shower. He doesn’t wait for me as he walks soaking wet, ass naked out of the bathroom.

“Don’t keep me waiting, Eden. You don’t want to see what happens when I lose my patience.”

There’s nothing threatening in his tone, but the warning is there.

And the risky side of me would love to see what he would do to me if he lost his patience.

CHAPTER FOUR

Hayden

I walk down the hall and slip into Eden’s bedroom. It’s the same way I remember it the last time I was in here. Reaching for the light switch, I flick it on, watching the entire room illuminate. From in the bathroom, I hear the shower door close and Eden’s soft footsteps as she pads down the hallway.

My body’s soaking wet, but I don’t give a shit as I flop down onto her bed. I’m lying on my back, getting her sheets wet as she appears in the doorway with a towel wrapped around her body. Lifting myself up on my forearms, I raise an eyebrow at her, shaking my head.

“Lose the towel, pretty girl.”

“And what if I don’t?” she challenges me, a dangerous smirk forming on her lips as she slowly walks into the bedroom. “What are you going to do about it, Hayden?”

“Leave it on and you’ll find out.”

If she leaves it on, I’ll be ripping it off her body and possibly tying it around her wrists to teach her a lesson. That’s not how I roll, but Eden really pushes the limits with everything I feel. If she wants to be a bad girl, perhaps I need to teach her a lesson.

She walks over to the bed, stopping as she reaches the edge. Her thighs are pressed against my knees as she stares down at me. I watch as she slides her hand under the top of her towel, releasing it from her body as it falls to the floor. My gaze travels down her torso before lifting back up to her eyes.

“Good girl,” I murmur, pushing off the bed as I sit up. My hands reach for her hips and I grip her flesh as I pull her closer to me.

Eden doesn’t protest as she allows me to pull her onto the bed with me. She’s on her knees, spreading them wide as she straddles my lap. Her pussy is warm and wet as she sits on the tops of my thighs. I can feel her warmth against my balls and my cock throbs where it’s laying against my stomach.

Eden stares down at me, her damp hair hanging around her face. “You wanted to come here, Hayden,” she tells me, flames of lust flickering in her eyes. “What are you going to do to me now?”

“Whatever the fuck I want.”

A soft laugh falls from her lips and she shakes her head at me. “That’s where you’re wrong, playboy. You’re in my territory right now. You’re not the one who’s in control.”

A smirk pulls on the corners of my lips. I love this game she likes to play. Eden is all about control and I love creating the illusion with her that she is the one who is control. Little does she know, I’m a fucking top and I will always be the one who wins this little game of tug of war.

She wraps her delicate hand around my cock as she slides her body back away from me. Leaning forward, she presses the tip of her tongue against the shaft of my cock before dragging it along my length. A groan vibrates in my chest and I suck in a breath. She’s warm and soft and fuck… I need more of her.

She glances up at me, looking at me through her eyelashes before she opens her mouth wide and wraps her lips around my cock. My hand finds her head, lacing my fingers through her damp hair as she inhales my length. Her tongue strokes the underside of my cock and I could bust a nut right now in her goddamn mouth.

She looks fucking beautiful, sucking my cock with those pretty, plump lips of hers.

Lifting her head, my cock leaves her lips abruptly. Positioning it vertically, she lifts herself on her knees, positioning herself over the tip. Her eyes meet mine as she begins to lower her body on me, her pussy wrapping around my cock as she takes my entire length in one fluid movement. A groan falls from my lips at the same time Eden moans.

It’s funny how we always seem to start out in this position. Her on top of me, exercising her control before I flip her over and have my way with her. And what’s even funnier is she never seems to protest, even though she’s the one who insists that she needs to be in control.

Planting her hands on my chest, she stares down at me as she begins to work her hips. My hands find her ass and I grip her flesh with my fingers as I attempt to lift her up and down. Eden stills against me, her eyes narrowing as she shakes her head.