#housemates

To be fair, this wasn’t something you wanted to agree to. You were totally against this— not sure how it would all play out, but here you were having a roommate you never even wanted to have in the first place. Even though you could be a little bitchy and rough around the edges, you knew you had a big heart, and you were doing your best friend a favor.

You looked around at the moving boxes scattered across the hardwood floor of your old vacant spare bedroom. The bedroom was practically collecting dust since moving into your brand-new apartment six months ago. Now the bedroom was being rented out by someone you used to have the biggest crush on in high school that you absolutely cannot stand now: Christopher Sturniolo. 

Four years have passed since you last saw him and the only thing you knew about him now was that he was a professional hockey player and your best friend’s fiancé’s brother. He was staying with them before moving in with you, sleeping on their couch, but apparently, he always felt like he was in the way. Reyna, your best friend, would never admit it to his face, but apparently it was getting hard to find time alone with her fiancé Matt when his brother was always around.

Now he’s apparently your problem. You were such a good friend, agreeing to let him move in. She would have to pay you back somehow because this was a big favor to ask.

“Come on, please.” Reyna had begged you one night on the phone, her whispered voice so close to the microphone because Chris was in the next room. “I can’t even be loud anymore because his damn brother is just making himself at home in our living room. Please think about it. He’s not the same jackass that he was in high school. He’d be able to fit right in with you.”

You remember groaning over the phone at her words that pulled at your heart strings. You understood completely. Chris had just gotten dumped from his ex-girlfriend and also had to move out of his apartment and needed a place to stay. Reyna and Matt were so gracious to let him stay with them, but after three months, they both needed him to leave the nest. Now he was your problem.

“Fine, but only because I love you and I’m such a nice person when I have to be.” You really tried your best to be a nice person to the people who deserve it, but you have been hurt so many times. After all the hurt, you had to start putting your walls up to protect yourself and your heart.

Here you are now, standing against the doorframe as you watch Christopher Sturniolo finish bringing in the last of his boxes, a soft huff of his lips, clearly exhausted from all of the shit he had. Most of it was in boxes, but some of his hockey gear was all in bags. 

You cleared your throat to get his attention; your arms crossed over your chest as you kept your eyes focused on him.

He looked up at you with a wicked grin on his lips, running his fingers through his tousled locks. “Oh, hey there roomie, didn’t even see you standing there.”

You roll your eyes at his words, a laugh emitting from your lips. “I’m just checking in to make sure you’re all good. Is that the last of your stuff?” Your eyes averted over to the last of his bags that filled his hockey gear.

Chris kept his eyes focused on you as he ran his fingers through his tousled locks. “Yeah, this is officially it.” He let out a deep huff, looking around at his brand-new room before back up at you, his ocean blue eyes gleaming. “Thanks for letting me move in, seriously. I appreciate it.”

You shrug your shoulders nonchalantly to his words. “I mean, I’m just doing Reyna and Matt a favor.” 

“And me.” He flashed you a playful wink at you, his lips curving up into a slight smirk. In all honesty, he was so much more attractive than he was in high school, if that were possible. You tried not to pay too much attention to it, considering you’ll be living with the guy. Sure, you had a crush on him in high school, but that’s all it was—a crush. Nothing came out of it and Chris was always so unserious half the time back then, you weren’t sure if he was the same way now.

He was right, though—you were doing him a favor and it’s not like he owes you his life or anything, but you were such a generous person for allowing him to move in when it wasn’t something you were practically on board for at first. 

“We need to set some ground rules, if that’s cool with you?” You looked over at him as your body leaned against the doorway, your arms crossed over your chest.

Chris nodded his head, his lips curved up into a more playful smirk. “I should’ve known there was going to be rules, but sure, hit me with them.”

You didn’t know what he meant by that, but you decided to ignore it. “Rule number one is absolutely no hookups. I don’t want to see or hear random bitches in here especially when I’m around. Is that a deal breaker or anything?” 

Chris’ lips curved into a wider smirk before pressing his lips together in a firm line. “Nope, not an issue. I guess I can handle that. That goes for you too, right? No random guys here?”

You furrow your eyebrows in confusion at his question. “I mean, it is my place, but since I now have a roomie, I guess not.” You didn’t tell him that you didn’t have random guys in your place before he even moved in, but you figured you would leave that part out and up to his imagination if that even happened or not.

“Our place now, sweet cheeks.” He flashed you a playful wink, that almost made your stomach flutter–almost.

‘Yeah, whatever.” You rolled your eyes at his words. At least he seemed fine with the first rule. He would have to be okay with the rules if he wanted to continue to live with you. “Okay, rule number two.” You could tell he was about to brace himself for the next rule you were about to announce to him. It was hard to keep your focus when he looked so damn good just standing there, staring at you so intently, almost like he was reading you and trying to get into your head. It made your cheeks feel warm and you hoped that he wasn’t able to tell how flustered you were getting just by having direct eye contact with him. 

Your body stayed pressed up against the doorway as you pressed your lips together in a firm line, before continuing your words. “Sometimes I walk around the house in just a t-shirt and panties. Yes, I own pants, and I don’t like wearing them sometimes when I’m lounging around in the comfort of my own home. Can you keep your eyes, and hands to yourself?”

His eyes widened at your words, his Adam’s apple bobbing in his throat, his eyes already scanning down your body from head to toe which made your cheeks feel warm again. “Y-you, without pants?” He asked, stammering on his words. 

You knew Chris was a flirt and always had a thing going on with random girls and hooking up with them back in high school and in college. All the stories Reyna has told you that she’d heard from Matt made you secretly wonder how good he was in bed, but you decided to keep that thought buried in your brain. It was best to keep it there and not allow it to resurface. This was your high school crush, the pain in your ass, your new roommate. Things had to stay platonic so that there isn’t any negativity or weird tension. 

That was possible, right? To live with someone, you used to have the biggest crush on, who was now an extremely attractive, flirty hockey player? It was going to have to be possible to keep your cool. You’d just have to continue to be bitter, distant, and keep it strictly professional. Even if it would be hard, considering he’s staring at you right now like he was trying to envision what your body looked like underneath your clothing.

You only had a pair of leggings and an oversized shirt, your hair up in a ponytail. Today was apparently the only day that Chris was available to move in–a Sunday; your day off and the day you usually relax and consider yourself dead to the world. 

“Yeah, is that a problem, Chistopher?” You asked him, completely nonchalant even though you could tell the thought of you around the house in just panties made him flustered and it was kind of cute to see him like this. Maybe it made you evil, but it was just your personality, especially around him. 

“N-not at all.” He stammered, his cheeks reddened as he scanned your body up and down before his eyes averted back to yours. “So, it wouldn’t bother you if I did the same thing?”

You thought about it for a moment. He was playing with fire now. The thought of him in nothing but his briefs made your own cheeks warm, and you didn’t want him to notice you were even thinking of this, let alone be affected by it by any means. Sure, you had a huge crush on him in high school, but nothing came out of it. You had to hang around him sometimes because his brother was dating your best friend, but he ended up becoming nothing but a pest. 

“Nah.” You say simply, your lips curving up into a slight smirk. “It doesn’t bother me in the slightest.” 

His eyebrows furrowed as he stared at you like he was studying you, trying to read right through you. He stepped closer to you, his moving boxes and items still all over the ground. His lips curved into a slight smirk as he continued to keep his eyes solely focused on you.

You watched him come closer as you continued to lean against the door, your heart plummeting in your chest. He now stood before you, his eyes averting down to your lips before back up into your eyes, licking over his lips slowly. “Are you sure about that? You seem a little…nervous.”

Your cheeks turn a dark shade of pink at his words, pulling your gaze away from him. His words and the way his body moved closer to you made you feel nervous. You didn’t want him to know that you were nervous, but he could already tell. You tried to be strong, to keep your rough around the edge's demeanor. There was no way Christoper Sturniolo still had an effect on you. You were so much stronger than that.

“N-no.” You stammered, biting gently onto your bottom lip as you two were now inches apart from each other. You could feel his body heat radiating against you, your cheeks warm and your heart beating rapidly in your chest so fast that he could probably hear it and feel it too. “I’m not nervous.” You tried to speak your words as confidently as possible, but he was reading right through you. 

He let out a soft chuckle, moving his hand up to place a strand of your hair over your ear which instantly sent a shiver down your spine. He was so close to you that you could feel his hot and heavy breath lingering against your lips. “I’m sorry, but I don’t quite believe you.” His lips curved into a wider smirk, his hand resting onto the side of your face. “I think you’re thinking about me without clothes on and how hard that may be for you to handle. It’s okay to admit it, sweetheart.”

Was he right? Absolutely yes. Were you going to tell him that? Hell no you weren’t. Your heart was beating so fast it felt like the only thing that you could hear and feel at this point. You looked down at his lips before back up into his pretty ocean blue eyes. You always thought he was so fucking adorable with his silly laugh and sparkling blue eyes and flirty personality until you realized what a nuisance he was to be around. He’d always tease you, tell the corniest jokes, and would nonstop talk your ear off. 

Did it hurt you when he still asked the most popular girl in school to senior prom? Heck yeah it did. You ended up going with some guy in your grade that Reyna set you up with, but the whole night you kept making eye contact with Chris. Every time you looked up at him, there he was smirking at you as he danced with his date and eyeing you like he couldn’t quite take his eyes off you. You ignored him, rolling your eyes and trying to focus on your own date. You weren’t for sure if Chris ever liked you back then, but if he did, he had a shitty way of showing it.

Just when you were about to respond, Chris’ phone went off making you both jump in surprise and pull away from each other. You could tell the disappointment all over his face–you had to admit you were disappointed too, but it was probably a good thing to have the moment interrupted. This was your new roommate. You had to act professional. 

“It’s Matt.” He mounted his words to you as he picked up the phone and turned his back to begin talking to him. 

You exhaled deeply and fully, pulling away from the wall to look around at his bedroom that was filled with moving boxes, hockey gear and tons of bags that you assumed were filled with his clothes. 

After a couple more seconds, Chris hung up the phone and slipped his phone back into his pocket. “Sorry, Matt just wanted to make sure I was alive or if you had killed me already for being such a shitty roommate, but he said that I’m your problem now.”

You shook your head in disbelief, rolling your eyes playfully. “Well, we still have to go over some more ground rules to make sure this works for both of us.” Your voice was more professional, stern, focused.

He straightened up his posture, nodding his head at your words. He was obviously taking this seriously now too, despite the little moment you two just had. “Lay it on me, roomie.”

You cleared your throat now that you had the floor, trying to act like everything is normal even though your heart was still racing rapidly in your chest. Luckily, you were good at masking how you felt no matter what. “No drugs, no being loud late at night, clean up after yourself, make sure not to leave messes everywhere-”

He cut you off, a laugh erupting from his throat. “Are you saying I’m messy or some shit?”

You shrug your shoulders nonchalantly, pressing your lips together in a firm line before speaking, “I’m just trying to think of rules that are common sense among other roommates. Do you have any for me?”

His lips curved into a slight smirk at your question, instantly nodding his head. “Actually, I do.” His smirk widened as he walked up to you again, not as close as before, but close enough to make you a little flustered. “Why don’t we go out for pizza and drinks to talk more? Kind of a…celebratory dinner for your new roomie finally getting his own place and catch up a little more since we will be living together and it’s been quite a while since we went out and did anything.” 

To be fair, it was the first time you’d actually be spending time with him and only him, without your best friend and Matt to follow suite. You didn’t want to live with a complete stranger so getting to know him more and who he was today would be better than not knowing who you were living with exactly. 

“Fine.” You replied back with confidence filling your tone. “But only because pizza sounds fucking amazing and I’m starving.”

He let out a laugh, almost like he didn’t believe you. He shook his head in disbelief, the smirk on his face only widening as he kept his eyes solely focused on you. “Yeah, I’m sure that’s the only reason.”

This was going to be an interesting experience living together, wasn’t it?

notes: thanks for reading! sorry this took me so long to write. if you have any ideas for me, send them to my inbox! miss and love you guys. -n

" Is Eddie still home?" I had rushed home hoping that I would be able to say goodbye to him before he left for work tonight. Well actually, I wanted to kiss him goodbye, hell, I looked for any excuse to kiss him.

" Yeah, he's home." Steve looked down at his watch." Shit, I gotta get going, we have dinner reservations. Don't wait up and have a fabulous night!" He winked and took off.

"Bye!" I smiled. Steve and Julie's relationship had really blossomed into something special, and I was so happy for him, for them. Steve deserves all the happiness in the world and Julie, she is perfect for him.

When I reached our door I paused,and my smile grew even wider. I could hear Eddie singing to the top of his lungs on the other side of the door.

"Baby, when I think about you, I

Think about love...

Darlin' I don't live without you

And your love..."

My heart fluttered in my chest, I was just in time for that kiss....

Friday nights were one of his busiest nights at the bar, and most of the time he didn't get home until 2 in the morning if he had to close. I missed him on those nights. Since the night he had confessed his feelings for me we had been inseparable, I had gotten use to falling asleep in his arms. Some nights it was in my bed, some nights it was in his bed, and on the night's that he had to work late he would crawl in beside me me when he got home and I would wake up with his warm body against mine. There was no better way to wake up than that.

I opened the door and quietly stepped inside. My senses were overwhelmed by the smell of food cooking in the kitchen. Good smells, which to be completely honest, wasn't always the case when Eddie was cooking. He was a master behind a bar, not so much behind a burner.

I couldn't help the grin that spread across my face as I watched him, standing in front of the stove, hair pulled back into a messy bun at the nape of his neck, headphones on which explained why he hadn't heard me come in ,and a wooden spoon in hand that he was currently air drumming with.

"Feel like makin love-" He sang the Bad Company song and continued with the air drumming," Feel like makin love to you!"

My face felt hot, I almost felt like I was invading his privacy as I watched him but I couldn't tear my eyes away. The way his tight shirt stretched across his broad shoulders and the muscles of his back as he stirred the sauce in the pot, the way his jeans clung to his ass, I should have been ashamed of myself for gawking, but I wasn't. Instead I carefully walked over and sat my ass on the counter and continued to watch the show.

When the song was over and he stopped singing, I clapped and whistled and watched him jump and spin around . He clutched his chest but smiled then flipped down his headphones.

" Have you been there the whole time Princess?"

" Most of the time. I didn't want you to stop on my account." I grinned.

Eddie walked up to me , uncrossing my legs and spreading them apart so that he could stand between them." You little Minx." He lightly kissed my lips. " You scared the shit out of me."

" Sorry." I actually wasn't sorry at all, he scared the shit out of me all the time." I was surprised to see you were still at home."

He smiled up at me and his dimples appeared, causing my heart beat to spike. " I took tonight off. I , uh , wanted to spend some quality time with my girl.Figured we could have a nice night in." His arms slid around my waist and he pulled me closer to the edge of the counter, closer to him ." Steve had plans with Julie so I thought I would make us a nice dinner-"

"Which smells amazing by the way-"

" Thanks Doll, Harrington walked me through the recipe while he was here, because we all know I'm a shit cook. He picked out something simple, something I couldn't really fuck up." He kissed the tip of my nose, "If you will pardon me a moment Sugar, I must add the tortellini to the pot now."

I smiled as he backed away and went to the freezer and took out a frozen bag of cheese tortellini .

" All right, boil for 8 to 12 minutes, sounds easy enough," He tore open the package and dumped it into the pot and cursed as he got splashed by a couple of droplets of boiling water. "Motherfucker!"

" Are you ok? "

" Yeah Sweetheart, I'm fine." He set the timer on the stove then came back over and settled between my legs.

" Let me see your burn Eds."

" It's nothing, just a flesh wound-"

" Please let me see it?"

"I should have been more careful, it splashed me on the chest-" He tugged on the neckline of his T-shirt." Right there."

I examined the red spot on his pale skin then leaned forward and lightly kissed it. I felt him swallow hard." Better?"

"Much- so much better Baby. Thank you." Eddie smirked." But I think I have another one here," He pointed a ringed finger at his neck. " Right in this area."

I smirked back at him. " Oh no! You poor boy." I slid my arms around his waist and pulled him closer, then leaned forward and kissed the spot just below his ear, I heard him make a light,"Mmmm," noise and I smiled, trailing kisses down his neck. There was something so sexy about his neck...

" Fucking Christ-"

I felt his big hands lightly grab my thighs. He was wound up, maybe even worse than I was. We had been taking it slow, well, with the exception of him going down on me and me giving him a blow job our first official day together. He had been nothing but a gentleman- there had been kissing, a lot of kissing, a lot of GOOD kissing, some handsy moments and a LOT of affection,but we had yet to have sex. Eddie had it in his mind that I had to be absolutely aware that there was more to what we had then just a physical relationship, he wanted me to know that he wanted to build a real relationship from our friendship. He wanted to be the perfect boyfriend, and he wanted me to know that he respected me.

I knew that he did, he had always treated me with respect, and I appreciated that he wanted me to know that there was more than just sex- but I wanted him so fucking bad.

" How's that?" I whispered against his skin. "Feeling better now?"

" Fucking fantastic Princess." He reached up and tilted my chin up and then his mouth was on mine, his hands were on my waist, then my ribs, lightly skimming my breasts -

The timer went off on the stove and he pulled away, leaning his forehead against mine."Fuck." "Damn." I breathed.

" I don't want to stop, but I also don't want to fuck up my pasta-"

I laughed and quickly kissed his lips again. "Don't worry Eds, we have all night."

Eddie smiled and went to check his pasta.

I hopped off the counter and started getting plates out of the cupboard.

" Uh, what are you doing Sweetheart?"

" I'm setting the table."

" I can do it -"

" Eddie you put together an entire meal for us, the least I can do is set the table."

He looked like he was going to protest but didn't." Only if you don't mind."

" Not at all." I buzzed around the kitchen and set the table as Eddie put the finishing touches on the the dinner he had created for us and I was super impressed.

He opened a bottle of wine and poured two glasses for us, then pulled out a chair for me, motioning me to sit. " Have a seat Love. " I obliged and he placed a plate and wine glass in front of me." Bon appetit."

" Eddie, this really looks amazing."

" Let's just hope it tastes as amazing." He crossed his fingers." Take a bite Darlin." He bit his lip nervously.

I speared some pasta with my fork and took a bite. It was delicious." Wow, you did good Munson, real good. "

" Fuck yeah!" Eddie fist pumped." I made that sauce from scratch!"

" It's incredible."

He finally grabbed his plate and sat across from me, then took a bite and moaned. " This is the best thing I've ever made."

" Thank you for taking the time to make it for me ."

" I just figured it would be special if I made dinner homemade. Sure, we could have gone out to dinner-"

"This is perfect." I smiled and took a sip of my wine . " You really made this sauce homemade?"

He grinned." I really did." And then he told me about his adventures in the kitchen that afternoon as we ate, then he asked me about my day at work. He watched me so intently with those big brown eyes as I filled him in,like every word I said was the most meaningful thing he had ever heard. It made me feel special.

We talked and drank, and laughed,quickly polishing off a couple of bottles of wine, conversation light and fun like always.

When we were finished and dinner was picked up and put away , we retired to the living room where we settled into the couch.

I curled into Eddie's side, resting my head on his shoulder as he wrapped an arm around me. He smelled so good....I could feel my cheeks flush, I was a little tipsy and well,horny.This was... wonderful. "So Munson, did you have any plans for the remainder of the evening?" I lightly ran my fingers over his chest.

" We could watch a movie, if you want?"

" Or we could do something else?" I leaned forward and started kissing his neck, hoping that we could pick up where we had left off earlier.

" What, uh , did you have in mind Princess?"He asked in a low, deep voice.

" Wellllll," Feeling bold from my liquid courage I crawled onto his lap, straddling him. A slow smile spread across his face and he licked his lips as I carefully tugged at the tie in his hair, releasing his curly waves so I could run my fingers through them. " Some of this-" I lean forward and lightly kiss his forehead," Maybe some of this- "I kiss the tip of his nose smiling sweetly. "And a LOT of this." I pressed my mouth against his and kiss him slowly, he parts his lips in invitation so our tongues can mingle and explore. The kiss is slow and deep, and it makes my heart race .Maybe tonight is the night?

Eddie grabs my ass and pulls me even closer and I wiggle and grind into him and he groans into my mouth. It's so hot and it only ignites the flicker in my core to a flame.

" Eddie, I need you-" I whisper onto his lips.

" I know Baby, because I need you too." He crashes his mouth against mine again, his hands moving up my back and into my hair. I can feel how hard he is getting, feel the size of him beneath me....

I break away a moment." Please Eddie, please fuck me-" I whine.

" No."

What?Wh-what? My heart sinks in my chest, and I felt deflated."No?"

" No, my sweet Angel. I will not be fucking you tonight." He backed away and I blinked at him in disbelief. He smiled and ran a finger down my cheek, then a thumb across my lips." You deserve so much more than that Mac. There is plenty of time for fucking later on but tonight, I am going to take my time with you. I'm going to love you like you deserve to be loved, I'm going to fucking worship you, show you what it's like to be pushed over the edge , again,and again-"

My breath caught in my throat. Oh God."Please Eddie-"

" Are you sure this is what you want?"

" More than anything Eddie."

He wrapped his arms around me and stood up, and I wrapped my legs around his waist as he carried me into my bedroom, kissing me along the way, pressing my back into my door as he fumbled for the doorknob.

Once inside he pulled away, lying me carefully on the bed . He proceeded to light the candles I left around my room, the ones that he loved the scents of, jasmine and gardenia, and they cast a warm glow around the room, across his face. He was so beautiful, so sexy in this light.

I sat up on my knees, reaching forward to take off his shirt. When it was over his head I tossed it aside then pressed light kisses along his toned inked chest. When my hands went to his belt buckle he lightly grabbed them in his then brought them up to his lips.

" You first Sweetheart."

I reached up to start unbuttoning my shirt but he stopped me.

" Let me do it baby, please?"

I bit my lip and nodded and he sat beside me. I watched as his long nimble fingers quickly and carefully worked the buttons of my shirt . When he was done he slid one side of the shirt off my shoulder ,along with the strap of my bra, kissing my neck, collar and shoulder. I couldn't help but shiver at the light touch of his lips. He continued onto the other side doing the same.

He looked at me for approval before attempting to remove my bra, when I nodded, he smiled then in one quick motion he reached around the back and popped the clasps, the undergarment fell to the bed. If it had been anyone else, I would have felt bashful or shy but not with Eddie.

I saw his gorgeous dark eyes drinking me in and it made my face heat. He licked his lips. " You are so fucking beautiful, all of you. Your mind, your body your heart-" He leaned forward and kissed me again, carefully pressing me backwards into my bed, my stomach quivered. This was really happening, this was really finally going to happen.

His lips left mine trailing kisses from my jaw, down my neck to my chest to my breasts, where he drew a peaked nipple into his mouth. I groaned and he smiled against my skin and continued on. He kissed from my sternum to my stomach then lower, and lower.

" I'm going to take these off, yeah?"

" Yes, please Eddie."

He unbuttoned my jeans then pulled them along with my panties down and off my body. I was lying there fully exposed and fully at his mercy.

He looked at me like I was the prettiest,most precious thing he had ever seen, no one had ever looked at me like that and it made my heart pound in my chest .I felt so special, and so lucky to have finally found someone that made me feel that way.

He picked up where he had left off, mouth wandering,lips blazing a trail down my skin. He gently parted my legs,pressed light kisses along the soft skin there then buried his head between my thighs.

His dark eyes watched as I wiggled and writhed ,as I completely fell apart under his touch. His mouth was magic, and his hands.....the man was relentless and didn't stop until he had me gripping onto my comforter and shouting his name.

" How are you feeling my sweet girl?" He cooed, licking his lips and crawling up my body until we were face to face. He smiled down at me, kissing my cheeks.

I smiled back, blinking lazily, my body feeling like a limp noodle from release. I noticed at that moment something that was very far from limp pressing into my leg. God damn. My face got hot. "I am feeling incredible Munson, but you on the other hand...."

He chuckled. " I'm doing fucking amazing Dollface. "

" I bet you would be doing even better if your pants were off-"

" You are not wrong....but baby I want you to be really sure-"

I reached up and held his face in my hands." I haven't changed my mind Eddie. I want you, ALL of you so badly. There is more to us than just the physical aspect of our relationship, we built that foundation,a friendship , the moment I moved in. We have always had a connection. "

He smiled. " From the moment I met you."

" If you are ready, and from the feel of your dick on my leg, I'm pretty sure you are, than I am ready. I trust you Eddie."

" I was hoping tonight would be the night. I want you so fucking bad."

" Then take off your fucking pants Munson." I smirked.

" Yes Ma'am." He hopped up off the bed and reached for his buckle. " Bossy little thing aren't you? I fucking love it."

I sat up and playfully slapped his hand away." Let me do it Baby, please?" I asked using his own words from earlier.

" Absofuckinglutely. Just a warning though, if you slap me again I might fucking nut-"

" Jesus Christ!"

He grinned mischievously.

I shook my head laughing and returned to the task at hand. I quickly opened my nightstand and pulled out a condom so it would be easily accessible later. I wanted as few interruptions as possible.

Leaning forward I lightly ran my fingers over his chest, down his stomach to just above his belt and I could feel him shiver. I ran a hand over his jeans and stroked his length and heard him groan before unbuckling his belt and lowering his zipper. I tugged down his jeans, and then his boxers, freeing his massive erection. I bit my lip as he stepped out of the garments. I had seen his dick before, practically gagged on it, felt it pressed into my ass most mornings when Eddie spooned me, but in this moment, in all its glory, it was magnificent and a little intimidating.

" Holy Shit."

His whole body was amazing from his toned shoulders and chest to his trim waist, and v lines pointing directly down to his-

" Taking it all in, Sugar?" Eddie looked down at me ,arms crossed in front of his che.st,and a smirk on his lips . " I know it's practically an Anaconda, but I promise it won't bite you baby. I know you'll be able to take it-"

I tore my eyes away to look up at him, that cocky little shit, " I know, I, I just haven't had actual sex in a really long time," My stomach whirled with excitement, anticipation and nervousness." I swear to God I'm practically a virgin again, and you're way bigger than what I'm used to, and I don't have the experience you do, Jesus , its almost like it's my first time again, I'm kinda nervous, -" I ramble.

"Princess," Eddie sat beside me, cupping my cheek in his hand, his expression switching from sassy to soft." We'll go real slow, kay? There is no need to be nervous. It's just me. I want this to be so fucking good for you, that's why I took my time with you earlier, your fucking primed Sweetheart." He slid a hand across my thigh and dipped a couple fingers between my legs, through my slick . I moaned as he rubbed the sensitive nub there then slid inside." Still so fucking wet."

" I'm ready Eds."

" Your sure?"

"Yes." I said confidently.

" Ok." He smiled and lightly kissed me again." I promise I'll take good care of you Angel."

" I know you will ."

I watched as he tore open the foil packet with his teeth, that action alone made me feel like I was going to combust, it was so fucking sexy. My eyes locked with his for a moment then I watched, biting my lip as he rolled the rubber down his shaft. Jesus Christ. My stomach whirled, my core ached. I needed him, NOW. I licked my lips then reached out for him and pulled his body onto mine.

The feeling of his weight on me again,the skin to skin contact had my heart pounding in my chest, it just felt so good, so intimate.

Eddie kissed me slowly, thoroughly as reached down between us and ran the tip of his cock through my wet folds, making me moan into his mouth, then slowly, carefully,he slid into my core. I gasped.

" Are you ok baby?" He asked, leaning down and pressing his forehead to mine.

" I'm so fucking ok." And I was more than ok, maybe a little overwhelmed.

I groaned as he filled me, stretched me, inch by delicious inch, carefully, taking his time, allowing a moment for me to adjust.

"Fuck, fucking God, " Eddie panted as he pushed inside." Jesus Christ, you feel so fucking good-"

"Oh my God Eddie, I'm so fucking full-"The feeling of him inside me, the sensation, his cock,was incredible.

" It's like you were made for me, perfect, so fucking perfect-"

" More Eddie, please-" I whined.

"Alright Sweetheart."

He took his time pulling out, like he was savoring the feeling, then slowly he entered me again,and then again.

Every time he moved inside me I moaned, sounds I had never heard myself make slipped from my lips. I couldn't help it. I had never felt this good. I bit my lip, trying to contain the filthy noises spilling from my mouth.

" You sound so pretty Darling," Eddie groaned, picking up his pace," I knew you would. Don't hold back Baby, I want to hear you, every little whimper," He slammed into me and cried out in pleasure, "Every fucking moan."

" It feels so good Eddie." I said breathlessly, running my hands up and down his back, lightly scraping my nails along his skin. He shivered.

" F-fuck Sweetheart, so fucking good." He leaned down to my ear and whispered,his breath warm on my neck. " Your taking me so well, the perfect fuckin fit. "

" I can take more, give it to me, please.I promise I can take it." I begged, desperate.

And he did, he gave me more, made me feel so much more than I ever had. His touch, his kisses, his thrusts, every movement had me reeling in absolute ecstasy , and in the moment we both found release, we came together, completely unraveled together, our limbs intertwined, our cries of pure pleasure filling the room. It was ..... mind-blowing.

I laid limp and boneless in his arms, our sweaty bodies still wrapped around each other, our breathing finally starting to slow. We were silent, still reveling in the bliss, the closeness the magic we shared. Eddie placed sweet, soft kisses on my head, my face as I listened to his steady heartbeat and I tried to find the words to express just how special this was for me. Not just the sex, but the bond we shared.

Biting my lip,I picked up my head off of his chest and looked down at the man that had captured my heart and rocked my fucking world. His hair was wild, his cheeks were rosy and his dark eyes were partially closed. A wide smile spread across his handsome face making his dimples pop. God, he was beautiful.

" What's on your mind pretty girl?"

I sighed and traced the outlines of his tattoos with my finger, and I watched goosebumps form on his skin." I just , I want you to know that what just happened between us, it was very special to me-"

" It was special for me too Dollface." He reached up and tucked a piece of hair behind my ear." All day long I had butterflies in my stomach, I just wanted everything to be perfect with dinner, " He smirked," Dessert, " He winked," But it would have been fine if you weren't ready. I would wait forever for you Mac, if you wanted me too-"

" You have been such a gentleman Eds, so sweet. When I walked in and I heard you singing 'Feel like makin love' I got butterflies too. I was like, is this a sign of things to come?" I smiled.

" I just had to be sure this was what you wanted. "

" I want you. You're my best friend, you're my lover, you're the sole member of my spicy book club-" He laughed. " I'm so lucky to have found you Eddie."

" I'm the lucky one Sweetheart." He grinned and pulled my body on top of his . " See, just like pieces of a puzzle, a perfect fit."

I smiled then leaned forward to kiss him. "Yeah, Absolutely perfect."

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