Escaping Eden (8 page)

WHAT?!

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“So when do we leave?” I asked him putting the phone down.

“In two days.”

“Two days?” I asked in disbelief.

“Don’t worry. I’ve already spoken to your manager and he’s given you the time off. I was hoping you’d come around by then otherwise I’d have just let you go with Liora,” he replied with a grin.

“You gave me a week?” I asked, staring at him.

“Well by then I would have hoped you would’ve seen that I’m quite a charming young man and that I’m fun to be around. At least that’s what I’ve been told.”

“Yeah, you’re a pretty good deal,” I said, tilting my head at him.

“Good. Then let’s get you packed and then you can come to my place and we can hang out there until it’s time to go. Sound good?” he asked, walking into the bedroom.

“Hey you! I told you that was off limits!” I said playfully following him in.

“For sex,” he corrected. “And I’ve respected that so far. I can come in here for any other reason, can’t I?”

I stood in the doorway and watched Simon. A deliciously, devious thought was forming in my head.

“Simon?”

“Yes?

“Define sex.”

He reached into my closet and began pulling out clothes. “Sex is a physical expression of how two people feel about each other. It can be between a male and a female, a male and a male, or a female and a female. Usually some form of penetration is involved until all senses are blown to hell and both parties are laying there in pools of sweat and their fluids. Why do you ask?”

“So, if I did this,” I said walking over to him and grabbing his still swollen manhood from behind, “would this be considered sex?”

Simon was frozen, still half bent over.

“Depends on what you’d be doing with it after, I suppose,” he said quietly.

“What if I start with this?” I asked, rubbing him gently.

“Careful Eden. Or we may not make it to Hawaii,” he said breathing deeply.

I turned him around and shoved him against the bedroom wall. He looked down at me with a serious look on his face as I unzipped his jeans. I reached in and began to stroke him. Simon closed his eyes and sighed, leaning his head back against the wall.

“That’s amazing,” he whispered.

I got to my knees and he opened his eyes and looked down at me. I reached up and pulled his pants carefully off of him then went back for his underwear, removing those quickly. Now that I saw the size of it and knowing he was a bit bigger than Finley, who was just a touch above average, I knew I was going to be in for quite a challenge.

I leaned up and flicked my tongue gently against his clean shaven sack and took one of his large balls into my mouth, sucking gently as I continued to stroke him.

“Fucking amazing,” he corrected as his breathing was starting to become labored.

He leaned a hand down and gripped my hair gently as I moved my head up and took him into my mouth. I almost choked on the first go from his girth, so I slowed down a bit and just moved my head up and down, taking in as much as I could.

Simon’s moaning intensified as he leaned against the wall, and I stayed on my knees moving my head up and down, swirling my tongue all around his hard cock. I pulled it out of my mouth for a moment and spit on it, stroking him quickly.

“Eden ... Fuck. Slow down,” he whispered.

“What’s the matter? Is the Four Hour Aussie ready to blow already?” I teased.

“Hell yes I am,” he answered with a chuckle.

“Good,” I said, taking him back into my mouth and giving him everything I had. I sucked harder and faster, my hands following my mouth up and down the length of his hard desire.

“Don’t be greedy, Simon,” I begged, before I put him back in my mouth.

“Oh God ...” he breathed.

His body was starting to shake and I reached up and started massaging his tightened balls. I knew he was going to blow soon and I was going to pride myself on making Marathon Man blow so quickly.

“Eden ...” he said breathlessly.

I pulled back and began to stroke him quickly, spitting on his cock one more time. A few moments later, his thick, sticky liquid was shooting out of him and running down my hand. When I was sure that he was done, I sat back on my legs and looked up at him.

“Better?” I asked with a smile.

“Much,” he said, laughing.

“Good. You finish packing, I’m going to go wash my hands,” I said, getting up and walking out of the bedroom.

I went into the bathroom and scrubbed my hands clean, then fished around under the sink for some mouthwash. After I swished it a few times and spit it out, I smiled into the mirror. Then I walked back into the bedroom where Simon was back to packing, fully cloth.

Still hard.

“Are you kidding me?” I asked him.

“No. Just ignore it and it’ll go away,” he replied with a laugh.

I laid down on the bed, feeling lazy and watched him pack for the next half an hour.

“I think we’re good now,” he said, finally as he zipped my last bag. “Ready to go?”

“Yeah.”

I went over to the bedroom wall and pulled one of my phone chargers out of it and threw it into my purse. I looked around my little apartment one last time and smiled.

It took half an hour to get to Simon’s two story rented house. It was beautiful. There was a lush garden in the front and a wrought iron fence around the property. The inside looked a bit like a museum. Pieces of art where hung sparingly on the walls and there was a mantle that held small statues and artifacts.

“That’s from Australia,” he said, when he saw me looking at a wooden spear. “It’s a woomera.”

“It’s pretty,” I remarked.

“Yeah, it reminds me of home. I found it at a second hand shop here. I was kind of surprised and I got it for a good price,” he said, scratching his chin.

I smiled a the piece.

“Anyway, to protect our virtues, I think you should sleep in the guest bedroom. Come on, I’ll show you where it is,” he said, motioning for me to follow him.

“Any virtue I had to protect went flying out the door when I was on my knees,” I said dryly.

Simon laughed good-naturedly as he led me up the stairs and down the long hallway. We stopped outside the third door on the left and he pushed it open.

I peeked in, “This room is bigger than my apartment.”

“Like it?” he asked with a grin.

I ran in and threw myself facedown on the bed. I inhaled deeply before I turned over onto my back.

“It’s okay,” I said casually.

“There’s a door, directly across from yours. Off limits,” he said, shaking a finger at me.

“Is that where you keep your girlfriend?” I asked curiously.

“No, it’s where I keep myself,” he replied with a grin.

Well. Being on the receiving end of that rule sucks.

“Got it!”

“Good. I’m going to go take a shower and then go down and make some lunch. Meet me downstairs in about forty minutes,” he said, walking out of the room.

Forty minutes? Yeah I can see that. It must take forever to properly clean that monster in his pants.

I closed my eyes and relaxed. So much slow, that I wound up sleeping the rest of the day. I wasn’t sure what was wrong with me lately. I spent most of my time sleeping or working.

When I woke up that night, I found Simon sitting on the back porch, his legs up on the banister and crossed.

I pushed open the back door and stepped outside, wrapping my arms around myself.

“Hello there,” he said smiling up at me.

“Hi. Sorry I slept for the day,” I replied sheepishly.

“No, it’s okay. I think you should rest up honestly,” he said, turning his attention back to the night sky.

“How come?” I asked sitting on the banister.

“You won’t be sleeping much in Maui. Neither of us will be.”

He crossed his hands behind his head and chuckled.

“I can’t believe I had to come half way around the world for this.”

“For what?” I asked raising an eyebrow.

He leaned over and grabbed my hand, pulling me onto his lap.

“A good girl.”

I blushed and felt immediately shy.

“I’m glad Liora forced you into this. I never told you this, but that picture that I told you I liked of the two of you that I saw in your apartment? I’ve seen it before. She has it in her office. We were having a meeting one day and I just sat there staring at it. To this day I have no idea what that meeting was about, but it turned into a cross examination once she saw me staring at her best friend so intensely. Did you know that I’ve been in America for about six months now? I had to beg and plead and promise her that I wouldn’t hurt you before she finally caved in and told me to meet her at your job,” he said with a laugh.

“I would think that my appearance would’ve scared you away,” I replied quietly.

“Why would it? You’re absolutely gorgeous. The picture told me that you had one hell of a sense of humor, which is something I always look for. Li and I are the same height so when I saw how small you were next to her, I went into instant protection mode,” he said, snapping his fingers. “There was something about you in the picture, Eden. Something besides everything I just said. I couldn’t place my finger on it and I wanted to meet you to see if I could figure out what it was.”

“And did you?” I asked quietly.

“Yes. It was a desperate need to be loved, wanted. Your immediate barrier and willingness to shove me at someone else was enough to tell me that you were the person that I needed in my life. I mean especially when I saw you and Finley practically having sex on the dance floor ... It made me laugh. Not because it was funny, but because I could tell by watching you that you were questioning yourself the entire time. Even if you didn’t feel it at that moment.”

“Wow. So that’s what it feels like to go to a shrink,” I remarked, shaking my head.

“Any of what I said untrue?” Simon asked, giving me a gentle squeeze.

“No, I think your diagnosis is pretty accurate,” I said with a smile.

“Let’s get some sleep, then. Tomorrow will go by quickly and then we’ll be off to Hawaii,” he said, gently pushing me to my feet and standing up.

I walked into the house and waited while Simon locked up. He took my hand as he flipped off the lights and led me through the dark two story home carefully. When we got to our doors, he smiled at me and gave me a soft, lingering kiss on the lips before he retreated to his room and locked the door.

It took me an hour to fall asleep but I somehow managed it.

One thing was true though. The next day went by in a super fast blur. I felt like I only had enough time to call Liora and let her know that I would be calling her as soon as we landed in Hawaii to let her know that we made it safely.

Next thing I knew, it was four in the morning and a half asleep Simon was driving us to McCarran International. Once we boarded, I looked at Simon curiously.

“How long does this flight take?”

“About six or so hours.”

“And how much did this all cost?”

He grinned at me and shook his head.

Damn it.

“Well, you’ll have to tell me eventually so I can pay you back,” I said, settling into my seat.

“You’ll be paying me back in Maui,” he whispered in my ear.

I shivered and he laughed.

“Calm down. I won’t hurt you. I promised Liora,” he said, patting my leg.

I rolled my eyes.

An hour later we connected in LAX and waited for another hour before our connecting flight to Hawaii was ready for us to board.

Five or so hours later, we exited the plane and stepped out into the terminal. Simon grabbed my hand and we made a beeline to get the luggage we couldn’t carry on. Once he had all the bags, he took my hand again and we went over to the rental car counter, where he paid for his reservation and got the keys.

We made our way out into the parking lot and loaded the trunk of the car with our belongings. He unlocked the car and held the door open for me. I sat down and strapped the seatbelt across myself waiting for him to get into the driver’s seat.

“Alright then,” he said with a sigh as he sat down.

Then he leaned over and grabbed my face into his hands and kissed me passionately.

It was such a quick movement that I didn’t return the kiss right away until I was able to undo my seatbelt and reach for him.

I lost my hands in his messy hair, tugging it to pull him tightly against me.

When we pulled apart we were both breathing heavily and he was grinning.

“I love kissing you,” he said as he turned the car on.

“Likewise,” I replied with a laugh.

“The way you kiss tells me something very important,” he said matter of factly.

“And what’s that?” I asked.

“That you’re an animal in bed,” he replied. “I desperately need an animal in bed to be quite honest. After two years of nothing, I need someone that’s going to be able to keep up with me.”

“And I need someone who’s going to bring the O screaming back to me,” I said.

“I have no doubt that I can do that for you, Eden,” he said seriously. “I’ll just need you to be keep up with me.”

“Should I get a couple of intense workouts in before we do this?” I inquired.

Simon laughed as he drove us to the Grand Wailea. In a way, I was hoping he would answer, but because he didn’t, it kind of excited me.

When we arrived, he parked in the front and kissed me before going in to get our hotel key and pay for our reservations. I stared at the hotel from outside and made a mental note that I would have to give him my checks for the next year or two to be able to break even on this. No amount of sex was going to remotely begin to pay this back.

He emerged five minutes later and motioned for me to get out of the car. I stood by patiently as he popped the trunk of the car and we reached in to grab our luggage.

We went in the front doors and the people behind the counter smiled at us as we walked through on our way to the elevator.

Simon pushed the button to the seventh floor and leaned back against the wall. I looked at him and smiled.