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Chapter Twenty-Eight

MURPH

I’m the kind of guy who makes for a steady, sure boyfriend… but I’m quickly learning that that’s not all that love is. Eden makes me feel so much more than that. He makes me feel bold . And tonight, I want to sweep him off his feet and kiss him until he can’t even remember his name.

I keep one hand on Eden’s back as I flip him onto his back, kneeling between his legs at first.

“Mmm!” Eden whimpers with excitement. “What are you going to do? Oh my god, I can’t wait ?—”

I straddle his chest, sliding down my shorts zipper. “That wasn’t a challenge to talk as much as you can before I do something about it.”

Eden’s eyes glitter with excitement as he grins up at me. “Wasn’t it? Because I love the sight of my big, muscled, hard-working boyfriend about to feed me dessert. I just can’t keep the words inside.”

“Well, then,” I groan, shoving my underwear down. I’m already halfway to hard, just from hearing Eden’s filthy mouth. I wrap my fingers around myself and start to stroke myself in quick little flicks of my wrist as he stares hungrily at me. “You can start by begging for what you want.”

Eden gasps and blushes furiously, but I can see him lighting up with excitement. “Please,” he immediately whimpers, squirming under me. “Please give me my dessert, Captain, skipper, sir. I’ve been so fucking good. I need it.”

Holy fuck.

As easy as that, I’m standing tall and proud in front of Eden’s very eyes. He beams, licking his lips as he stares at me, and I shake my head dizzily. “So, two good uses for your mouth, then.”

Eden smirks up at me. “I like it when my hot, hard-working boyfriend shuts me up… but I never said that was the only thing I can do with it.” He licks his lips, half-closing his eyes expectantly.

I just run my fingertips along his lower lip, pushing my finger into his mouth until his eyes roll back in his head and he starts to bob his head, sucking on it as hard as he can. “Sounds like you’re chattering again instead of begging me, Eden.” I let my finger pop free, giving him another chance.

Eden makes a soft, desperate little whimpering sound. He squirms around like he’s trying to focus, and then he takes a deep breath. “ Please ?”

“You sure?” It feels so fucking nice, jerking myself off slowly while Eden’s lips water.

Eden whimpers and squirms under me. “It’s my turn to taste you. Pleeeease let me taste you. Please, please, please, fuck my mouth?—”

I press the tip of my cock against his lips, and before I can even tell him to lick it, he swallows me up.

Hooooly fuck.

The heat and tightness, the suction—a little more than I’d expected, and exactly the right amount—and the swirls of his tongue…

I’m going to have to be real careful here. It might be over before it even starts.

I gasp raggedly as my cock slides straight to the back of Eden’s throat. He swirls his tongue around me, moving his head as much as he can while he’s nestled in the pillows, trying to peer up past all my blatant, hard need to see my face.

And I just can’t believe how fucking hot it is, the sight of my own cock disappearing behind those beautiful, warm, soft lips I’ve spent so much of today kissing. I want to be gentle with him, but Eden squeezes my ass and moans.

The vibrations feel fucking intense around me, shuddering straight through to my bones. I pull back and push in again, watching him eagerly suck in on his cheeks. Then I lean forward to grab the headboard so I can steady myself.

Just like that, I’m fucking his mouth. But as much as he tries to make me speed up, I’m taking my time. All the whimpers and moans from Eden reverberate through my whole body until my very toes curl. I can’t hold out much longer if I keep doing this.

“Yeah, you like that,” I grunt as I pull myself out slowly, and it’s not a question. “But I have other ideas, too.”

“Mmhmmnnngh,” Eden moans. “Oh my god I sure hope you do.”

Still talking, then. I can’t help a wry smile down at him, just as he peeks through his eyelashes, and then he bursts out giggling.

“Nothing stops me for long.”

“I can see that,” I murmur. But I’m turned on as hell, and too impatient to spend more time trading words when I could be showing him all the ways I want him.

I pull back, stripping Eden’s shorts off without so much as a moment’s hesitation. His boner pops up, and I swoop down to suck it into my mouth.

Eden throws his head back and cries out in the most beautiful fucking sound I think I’ve ever fucking heard. As he gasps and pants and moans for breath, I keep on going, one hand wrapped around him to hold him steady so I can make him fall to pieces. The other hand, I keep wrapped around myself, squeezing and stroking as gently as I can to keep the ache of my need at bay.

The head of Eden’s cock hits the back of my throat, and it’s all I can do not to preen at the noises I’m drawing from him.

“Fuck, Murph,” he whimpers. “Fuck, I—holy fucking fucking?—”

“Mmmm?” I hum, enjoying the way he squirms at the vibrations.

Eden just shoves his hands under the pillows above his head, crying out raggedly every time I bobs my head down to take the whole thing into my throat. And I’m half-convinced I could live off that sound alone… not food, water, even oxygen. Just Eden’s pure and unrestrained pleasure.

It’s fucking gorgeous.

When he’s as desperate as I am, I pull my lips off his cock with a soft, wet pop . Then I straddle his hips and grab both of our cocks in one fist, thrusting down against him.

“Fuck fuck fuck—!” Eden is already in pieces under me. He grabs my sides, touches my chest, hands skimming over planes of muscles, fingertips teasing my nipples… but before long, all he can do is desperately clutch at my shoulders as his mouth falls open.

“More…” he gasps. “More, please. I want you.”

“With your body,” I tease him. And almost before the last syllable is out of my mouth, he’s already spreading his legs wide open, rocking up into me—making me throb with head-spinning pleasure at the sight of his eager, desperate desire.

“Fuck me, please,” Eden moans. “There’s lube right there.”

And I lean over and grab it, because… it finally feels right. Now that Eden knows that this isn’t just about what I want—that I want him to feel good, more than anything else in the world…

We’re ready for this. And I’m going to make sure he’s perfectly ready for me.

I crack open the lube and squirt it across my finger, waiting a moment for it to warm up before I slide the outside of my pinky up the inside of his thigh, teasing him all the way there.

Eden’s breath rushes out as I push my finger against him. He squeezes his eyes closed at first, his lips falling open. And fucking fuck, is this a sight to behold: Eden, somehow bedraggled but more beautiful than ever, open-mouthed and gasping in raw pleasure.

“Yes,” he moans, moving in time with my second finger, and then the third.

The seconds blur into each other. I’m living in this present moment, every single second, as it unfolds in front of me more perfectly than I ever could have imagined. And boy, have I imagined this sight—Eden, naked and moaning and tight under me as I slowly fuck him with my fingers.

He’s even getting hard again, his cock lying heavily against his stomach. And I’m sensing that?—

“Please,” Eden whimpers, even as his body tells me the same thing.

It almost sounds like he’s choking back tears, and it makes my eyes go blurry for a moment too. This couldn’t feel more different from where we first started—all the flirting and teasing and dirty promises—but god, was it worth the wait to share it with him now.

“Yeah,” I breathe out, once I can speak without my voice cracking. I slide my fingers out of him slowly, fumbling with tissues, and then more lube… and then I’m here, between his thighs as I wrap my fingers around the base of my own throbbing hard-on.

Fuck. Just being pressed up against his bare, hot body—covered in his sweat and listening to the music of his moans…

It’s perfect.

I want to make the moment last, so I try my hardest to slow down, rubbing my tip back and forth across the slick opening as he ripples into me and moans. But something shifts, and Eden grabs me by the shoulder blades, staring up at me with this intense, hungry, whole-hearted desire.

“Now,” he breathes out roughly. “Please, Murph. I need you.”

And I can’t fucking deny him. Not when he’s pressed up against me, writhing and desperate, begging for it with his words and his body and his very soul. I lean down to catch his lips in a slow, lingering kiss.

“I need you, too, Eden,” I breathe out, and then it happens. I’m pushing against him, and he’s still tight despite my preparations. But the pressure of him around me yields a little, and then—in a rush of sudden heat and tightness—I sink into him in one slow, perfect movement.

Oh, fuck.

I can’t even describe it. It’s like… it’s like coming home, even though this is our first time. So maybe it’s more like finding home—and knowing beyond anything that this is where we’re supposed to be.

“Oh…!” Eden chokes out the sweetest little whine, tightening around me. “F-Fuck… I… oh, fuck, Murph…”

“Eden,” I gasp, collapsing onto one forearm above his head, still guiding myself in with the other hand as I slowly rock into him, sliding deeper and deeper with every gentle push of my hips.

He groans throatily, tangling his hands in my hair as he shimmers under me like the sweetest fucking vision.

Every inch of me is wrapped up in Eden. As I bottom out, he cracks his eyes open to peer through his lashes at me with a dizzy smile. I pause to make sure he’s okay, stroking his cheek gently, and he just beams up at me.

“It’s good,” he whispers. “It’s—fuck, it’s more than good. It’s incredible.”

I grin dizzily back at him. “Yeah? It’s—it’s pretty good here, too.” I don’t think I can play it cool—it’s got to be written all over my face. And sure enough, Eden dissolves in giggles, clinging onto me tightly.

I press my face into his neck, press kisses along his collarbone to his shoulder. “Oh, fuck, Eden,” I breathe out. “I—I love you.”

My whole body is alive with this lightning-sharp pleasure I barely even knew was possible. It’s not just the physical high that I knew about—there’s so much more between us now. A whole language unlocked in each other’s every sigh and glance and moan.

Eden groans, running his fingertips down my spine until he can grab my ass. “I love you, too, Murph,” he breathes out like he still can’t quite believe it, and then he giggles softly once more. “Now, fuck me like you mean it.”

And who am I to disobey my own captain’s orders?

I groan, bracing myself with my forearms on either side of his head so I can push into him, setting a deep, steady rhythm. His nails glide down my back as he whimpers and moans underneath me, clenching helplessly around me.

The fire in my blood won’t let me keep it sweet and gentle for much longer. I need him too badly—and with every thrust, I can feel the force of his need. The mattress is already squeaking under us, and it’s about to get so much louder.

“Yes, yes, yes—” Eden starts to pant, but we’re beyond the time for words. I lean down to crush our lips together again, sliding my teeth across his lower lip between kisses, or pushing my tongue into his mouth.

Together, it feels like there’s nothing we can’t do.

As I surge into him, my need is growing hotter, impossible to ignore. Eden’s groans are sharper and louder, and his nails bite into my back, dragging down my spine until little lines of fire spur me on.

I finally wrap my hand around the back of his neck, the other one around his hip to keep him steady under me, resting my forehead against his as I drive us both onward, locked together, toward the dawning cliff-edge of ecstasy.

All it takes is for me to reach between us, wrap my hand around the velvet-soft, yet throbbing hard line of Eden’s erection. Eden throws his head back and moans, bucking into the tight circle of my fingers as he arches off the bed.

“I—I need—” he starts, and then even Eden loses his words. All he can do is mouth to me something that looks a lot like, “Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck?—”

I can feel it about to slam into me, too. Nothing else matters except Eden and me, and the shimmering depths of desire—his, to be taken and swept away; mine, to do exactly that for and to and with him.

The final seconds are crashing into me, and I’ve only got one thought left.

I could be happy like this forever.

Eden cries out first, rippling under me and clinging on tight, arching and going almost still for a moment… and then he’s spilling over the edge. I can feel the wet heat on my chest and stomach, jetting from his cock where it’s trapped between our bodies.

In turn, he clamps down around my cock, and I can’t stop myself. I cry out, too, pushing myself all the way into him before my hips shudder and I lose the rhythm in the blissful heat soaking through my bones. It spills out, too, with every tiny, jerking thrust of my hips.

And then, finally, I can breathe deeply as my head spins with this inexplicable, blissful joy. I can’t stop myself from laughing, collapsing next to Eden as he giggles and rolls into me.

“Wow,” Eden mumbles at last, snuggling into me. “Fuck, Murph. Wow .”

“Mmmm?” I rumble. “Good wow?”

“ Great wow. Top-tier wow,” Eden giggles, and I pull back to grin at him.

He groans and wipes a hand down his face, then looks down at himself. He’s a sweaty, disheveled, covered in our mess—and fucking fuck, is that the hottest thing I’ve ever seen. “Whew. I should get cleaned up?—”

I lean down to interrupt him with a kiss. “There’s nobody to impress,” I murmur against his lips. “I only want you. The real you, whatever that looks like. Especially right now.”

Eden blinks at me, and then he slowly relaxes, and that too-bright smile disappears, fading into the one that’s more raw and honest and real. “Thank you,” he whispers.

I grunt softly. Then I kiss his forehead and neck and all over—everywhere except his ears, since I know he makes unhappy little noises whenever I try to do it.

He finally loosens his hold on me so I can get up to get a cloth and bring it back. I wipe him down before gathering him in my arms, tugging the covers over us.

The next thought makes me snort despite myself.

I guess it really was the love barge today.

“Mmm?”

I grunt, unwilling to even give the asshole that much credit, but I don’t want to hold back. So I repeat it out loud, and Eden just giggles. “That asshole was good for one thing,” I add. “And it’s the most important thing I can imagine.”

As I brush Eden’s hair away from his forehead, he giggles. “Mmmm. We got the good end of the deal, all right.” Then he pauses, cracking an eye open. “Wait… he did pay you, right?” He simmers with sheer outrage and determination all of a sudden. “He didn’t try that stupid haggling thing? If he stiffs you, I swear to everything I’ll call his dad?—”

I love his fire, but he should save that for things that matter. And George doesn’t, anymore.

“Yeah, he paid me,” I interrupt before he can get even more frothy and worked-up. “Upfront, ten times my rate.” Eden groans with relief as I reassure him. “Enough to—” I break off, then clear my throat.

“Mmm?” Eden hums.

Damn it. I wasn’t going to tell him about fixing up Dawn’s Embrace… but I don’t think we should have secrets. Even if he insists on thanking me just for doing the right thing. “I’ve been making a list. Things I’ll need to fix up Dawn’s Embrace before the winter. If I can’t persuade you to move in with me.”

Eden throws his arms around me, snuggling into my side. “You really want me living with you? Or is this just because I don’t have my license? The test’s next week, and I think I can pass...”

“Better question. Do you honestly want to live aboard?” I ask him. I’m just about finished combing his hair back, but I can’t stop myself from petting him, my nails gently running along his scalp as he half-closes his eyes.

“Mmm,” Eden finally hums and shakes his head. “I want to be free and safe. And Dawn’s Embrace makes me feel like… like I’ve escaped.” My fingers stop in his hair as I watch him closely, trying to figure out what that means. “I thought that was the same thing, but… it’s not.”

“Uh huh?” I can’t yet make heads nor tails of it, but I think he’s almost getting to the point.

Eden gives me this sweet, shy smile, but I can tell there’s still uncertainty. It’s written all over his face. “And… well, I’d love to wake up with you.”

I furrow my brow. “Mmm. We’ll see how you feel at six AM every day.”

Eden giggles, and I just wait for him to come out with it. At last, he glances back at me. “We can still keep Dawn’s Embrace, right? I’m really fond of her now.”

That’s all? I sigh, and I can feel Eden tense up like he’s expecting me to fight him on it. “Me too,” I tell him, which stops him in his tracks.

“R-Really?” Eden giggles.

“Yeah. We’ll moor her at my dock—well, our dock now. She can be your studio, or your gallery, or our pleasure cruiser.”

“And boy, has she seen our pleasure,” Eden instantly giggles.

I give him a distracted little grin, because my mind is still on the much bigger question. “So… does that mean it’s a yes?” I clear my throat. “I didn’t want to rush into asking you, but then after what happened today…”

Eden nods, gently running his finger along my collarbone. “That’s really sweet of you. I’m not afraid of being out on the water anymore—not even now. But… I’m ready to be done with the part of my journey where I make it harder than it has to be. So… yes.”

I almost can’t believe my ears, after all this time of Eden being stubborn as hell about every little thing. “Yeah? A hot shower? A real bed? We can do that from now on?”

Eden bursts out laughing. “Yes. Yes, yes, yes . Thank you.”

I groan as I pull him into me, kissing the top of his head before I wrap my arms firmly around his shoulders. “No, Eden… thank you . I’ll worry about you a lot less if you’re in my bed.”

“You sure about that?” Eden giggles with a wicked grin. He tickles my chest as he snuggles down in the crook of my arm. “You might not get much sleep for the first few weeks.”

“Is that supposed to worry me?”

“Oh, yeah.” Eden breaks off for another yawn as he snuggles down into me, closing his eyes. “I forgot, I’m dating the chillest man alive. But I’ll find trouble for you to fish me out of. You’re never going to be bored.”

“Good,” I softly grunt, closing my eyes and smiling into the darkness as Eden snuggles down into my chest.

And I mean it: it would be a long journey without Eden to keep me on my toes. I look forward to every nautical mile ahead, so long as they’re filled with the sunshine of Eden’s smile.