That brings a smile to his face. “Just me and my Duck.”
For the first time, I understand what he means when he says he wants it to just be us for a little while longer. When we’re together like this, only the two of us, we both get to be who we truly are. I don’t have to be Eden controlling the million things I have to do at my job or the version of me who makes sure to do the right thing so my parents think I’m a good daughter or what Ava thinks I should do so I’m a good friend in her eyes.
And for him, he doesn’t have to be the protective big brother or the King everyone thinks only wants to have fun in this life. Although I know those are both his nature, when he’s alone with me he doesn’t have to be that man. He can just be happy, and that’s all I want for the man I love.
“I love you, Marius. Never forget that.”
He sighs like the weight of the world has been lifted off his shoulders. “I never do, Eden. I hope you never doubt how much I love you.”
I shake my head and smile. “Give me a couple minutes to grab a shower. I need to wash this night off me before we’re together.”
The truth is I don’t know if I smell like the restaurant or even like Rob’s cologne. I just don’t want to be with Marius with any hint of tonight or that date on me.
“Take all the time you need, Duck.”
By the time I get into the shower and adjust the temperature of the water, I’ve almost completely forgotten how awful my time with Rob was. Ava means well, but what if I actually was single? Is that the best there is out there now?
I don’t want to think about that, so I squeeze some shampoo into my palm and wash my hair. Next, I grab the conditioner because if I don’t use it, I’ll have hair that looks like a long, black haystack, and no one wants to see that.
Lost in thought about whether I should shave or not, I don’t hear the door to the shower open. Suddenly, I feel hands on my back, and I spin around to see Marius standing in front of me as water streams down over his head.
“I got tired of waiting, so I figured I’d join you,” he says playfully. “Aww, I missed the shampooing. I love that part.”
He can be so silly sometimes. “Sorry to tell you I’ve already moved on to the conditioner portion of the show.”
Marius slides his hands through my hair and smiles. “Did I ever tell you how much I love your hair?”
Since he’s mentioned it many times, I simply shrug. “Maybe once or twice.”
He pushes my hair completely off my face and kisses me long and deep. “It’s one of my favorite things on you. Your eyes too.”
I know what he’s doing. This is his way of apologizing. I don’t want that, though.
“You don’t have to make up for anything tonight, baby. I know why you showed up.”
Without saying another word, he lifts me up so I’m at the perfect height for him to slide into me. I wrap my legs around his waist, and a second later, he fills me like his cock was made only for me. I close my eyes and bury my face in his neck as he fucks me like no other man ever has.
Expertly. Passionately. Perfectly.
My fingers scratch across the top of his shoulders, making him groan, but I don’t stop. When we’re like this—utterly lost to how much we need one another—it’s like I forget everything but the sensual way he envelops me. It’s like he’s everywhere around me, inside my head, deep inside my body taking possession of my very soul.
He feels so damn good pumping into me that I can’t control myself. I sink my teeth into his earlobe and moan in his ear, “Oh, God, don’t stop…God, don’t stop.”
Marius doesn’t say a word and keeps fucking me like a man on a mission to come and get me off too. I cling to his neck, hanging on with all I have. We’re wild and raw, and I wouldn’t want it any other way right now.
“I hated seeing you with him, Eden,” he says as he slows his pace so our fucking becomes much more measured for the moment.
“We were two people at a table in a restaurant. That’s all.”
He looks into my eyes but says nothing. Marius knows this can all end if he agrees to us going public. I know seeing me having dinner with another man hurts him, but only he can put an end to Ava’s matchmaking.
“I still hated it,” he grunts out before driving his cock deep into my body and touching a spot no one has ever reached before.
We return to not speaking, and it doesn’t take me long before I’m on the verge of coming. It never takes me long for the first orgasm with Marius. The man knows how to make a woman happy. There’s no denying that.
He senses I’m close too and begins to pump into me harder, stabbing into my pussy with abandon. My release unravels inside me until I feel like I’m going to explode, and a second later, it’s all I can do to hold on to him as my body kicks into overdrive. I buck against him, desperate to make this feeling last as long as it can.
I don’t know how long my orgasm lasts, but I finally collapse against him, my head on his shoulder as the hot water from the shower beats down on my back. I’m utterly satisfied and secretly hungry now, but I don’t say anything about that since he hasn’t come yet.