Escaping Eden (9 page)

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.

I looked up at him, “Your turn.”

I put my hands on his chest and pushed him onto his back. I grabbed his soaked cock, and guided it inside of me as I sat on top of him, before I leaned down and put my hands on his shoulders. Simon grabbed my hips as I moved on top of him. Back and forth, up and down. I could see in his face that it wouldn’t be long now and I wanted so desperately to satisfy him. His breathing intensified and I moved faster. His body tightened up underneath me and I moved faster still.

“Eden ...”

I closed my eyes and leaned my head back as I rode him. Quickly; viciously. I wanted this more than anything I had ever wanted before and I knew I could get him there. It was only a matter of seconds now.

“Fuck!” he yelled out suddenly.

There it was. I felt his warm desire burst deep inside of me.

Wait.

I stopped moving and looked down.

He was still in me.

“Simon, you were supposed to pull out,” I said, unmounting him.

He laid there for a moment, his arm across his forehead.

“I tried ... to push you ... off. I swear I did. But ... My God you’re so strong when you’re ...” his voice trailed off and I sat next to him.

I glanced at the clock next to the bed. That entire fuck fest had taken two hours. I looked over at his monster and smiled when I saw it was only half staff now.

I, Eden Nicole Hale, had conquered the legend, the myth, the cock.

Simon rolled onto his side and put a hand on my leg.

“Please tell me you aren’t mad at me. I really did try.”

I looked down at his hopeful face and shook my head.

“No. I’m not mad. I just got taken by surprise I guess. Though I will have to say that was absolutely amazing,” I remarked nodding down at his monster.

“Well would you look at that,” he said with a laugh.

I smiled.

“Know what I noticed?”

“What’s that?” he asked.

“Your accent is in full swing when you’re having sex,” I said.

Simon laughed. It was true. I think that was part of the reason it was as hot as it was. The Aussie came out full force at the beginning and stayed strong throughout.

He turned to his side and grabbed his glasses and slid them onto his face.

“Think this is something you’d be into?” he asked, curiously.

“What?”

“Being with me? Every day? Not sexually I mean, though I’ll tell you I’d never deny you if that’s what you wanted. But I mean more like ... a relationship?”

I leaned back against the pillows. Simon was a lot of fun. He was smart, sexy, friendly, loved to laugh, and was amazing in bed.

He’s also here on a work visa.