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The Faceoff: Chapter 8

HAYDEN

Eden gives me her address and I don’t need the GPS to tell me where to go. The apartment building she lives in isn’t far from campus and I’ve been there before. Thankfully, never to her apartment, but I ended up there one night with Simon. We were supposed to go hang out with some people, but the night ended with me going home and him falling into bed with some chick.

To be honest, the entire night was pretty lame and a blur after I started downing shots because I was that damn bored. Everyone knows me as the playboy, the fuckboy of the team, but little do they know that I don’t fuck around like I used to.

After that night over the summer with Eden, I’ve only slept with two other chicks since then. Both were one-night stands and a way to distract myself from the chick that burrowed herself under my skin. I tried fucking her out of my system by burying myself in between someone else’s legs, and it didn’t work.

So this is my last option. The last resort. The only way to fuck her out of my system is to bury myself between her legs and hope that I come out alive.

There’s something about Eden that draws me in. She’s an enigma and I can’t help but keep flying closer to the flame that burns inside her. I know I shouldn’t because I’m bound to burn if I fly too close. But at this point, I would gladly go up in flames if it meant I could get her out of my damn head.

I’d never admit any of this aloud. Doing that makes it real and this can’t be. None of these feelings can have the attention my mind has been giving them. Eden hates me and I’m only finding myself growing fonder of her. And I need that to stop immediately. I don’t do feelings; I don’t do relationships. It’s a wham, bam, thank you, ma’am and I keep moving.

Yet, here I am coming back for fucking seconds like a starved man.

As I speed down the streets, I catch Eden grinning from the corner of my eye. She glances over at me, a wild look in her eyes as I shift lanes through the city. I’m breaking every traffic law, but I don’t even care with the look on her face. She’s as cold as the ice we skate on, but in this moment, she’s more carefree than I’ve ever seen her.

Eden puts her window down as I shift into a higher gear, the car picking up speed. Her hair whips around in the wind, the air cold as it rushes in through the window. The lilt of her laughter is like music to my soul, snaking itself around my eardrums. She leans her back against the car door, tipping her head back to hang out the window as I continue to race toward her apartment.

She lifts her ass, like she’s going to lift herself out the window with her seat belt still strapped around her. A rush of adrenaline hits me and I lift my foot from the gas slightly. My arm reaches out for her, my hand finding her thigh as I lean over the center console.

Her skin is warm through her leggings under my palm. Her thighs are toned from the endless hours of skating and I feel my cock growing in my pants as I run my hand along her leg, reaching for her hip. Eden lifts her head, looking down at me as she slides the top half of her body back into the car.

“What’s wrong, playboy?” She smirks with a sinister gleam in her eyes. “I thought you were all about the wild side of life?”

My breath catches in my throat at the sight of her. Her cheeks are pink from the cold air, her windblown hair a tangled mess around her face. And I swear to God, I’ve never seen anything more fucking beautiful.

“As much as I like to test the limits of life, I don’t want you falling out of my car.”

My hand is back on her hip and I have no intention of letting her go. Eden settles back in her seat and I turn my attention to the road again. I begin to stroke her flesh through the material of her pants as I let the car fall to the speed limit. We’re not far from her apartment now, but at this moment, I’d have no problem pulling over and fucking her on the side of the road.

Pushing my hand along her thigh, I push my fingers between her legs and she slowly parts them. I glance over at her from the corner of my eye and her eyes are trained on the side of my face, burning holes through my flesh. Inching my fingertips closer, I move along her leg until I feel the warmth of her pussy through her pants.

I slide my fingers along her, stroking her sensitive flesh through the material that’s creating a barrier. A soft moan falls from Eden’s lips and I glance over at her, watching as she draws her bottom lip between her teeth. My cock throbs and I see her apartment building about half a block away.

Stepping on the gas, I race toward the parking lot. Pulling my hand away from her, I shift gears, downshifting as I reach the entrance to the lot, and whip my car in. I pull into the first parking spot I find and throw it in park before killing the engine. Eden is already climbing out of her seat, pushing her door shut behind her. I’m right behind her, getting out of my side and locking the doors as I stride after her.

Eden unlocks the door to the building and we slip inside, heading straight toward the elevator. The lobby is empty and I’m not surprised at this time. It’s already midnight, so whoever lives here is either in their apartments or they’re not here. The elevator doors slide open and we step inside as Eden presses the button for the eighth floor.

As the doors close, I step behind her, grabbing her hips with my hands. Eden gasps as I spin her around to face me. Stepping with one leg between hers, I push her back to the wall of the elevator. Releasing her hips, I slide my hands up her body until I’m cupping the sides of her face.

“I don’t know what it is about you, but you drive me fucking crazy.”

Eden tilts her head to the side. “I like it better when you don’t talk,” she breathes, tipping her chin up to get a better look at me. “Your words mean nothing because I know I’m not the only one you’ve said them to.”

I stare back at this crazy girl, half in disbelief. I know why she’s under the impression that I would have said the same thing to other girls I’ve been with, but I haven’t. Because none of them have ignited this fire inside me like she has.

“That’s where you’re wrong, baby,” I murmur, dipping my face down to hers. “No one else but you.”

Eden’s eyes widen, her lips parting like she wants to respond, but I don’t give her the chance. My mouth crashes into her, claiming her lips with mine as I steal the air from her lungs. Her hands find my sides, clutching onto my hoodie as I slide my tongue along the seam of her lips. She instantly opens, letting me in as my tongue slides along hers.

She doesn’t fight against me to get the last word in. Instead, she lets me consume her. Our tongues tangle together as our mouths melt into one another’s. I’ve never tasted anything sweeter than her. Everything about this girl scares the fuck out of me, but I’ve never been one to run away from danger.

The elevator doors slide open and I break away from her, taking a step back as I grab for her hand. She follows me out into the hall and I pause as I wait for her direction. Eden takes control, leading me toward her apartment. As we reach the door, she drops my hand, reaching into her purse for her keys. I step behind her, my hands finding her hips again as I drop my face down to her neck.

The smell of her light vanilla perfume invades my senses and I breathe it in, my eyes falling shut as I trail my lips along her neck. Eden sighs, her ass pressing against me as she fumbles with her keys. Nipping and sucking on her skin, I taste every inch that is exposed to me as she finally unlocks the door.

My hands are still on her hips and I follow her in as she pushes open the door. Using my foot, I kick it shut behind us, but Eden reaches around me, making sure to lock it. We’re still in the small foyer area as I spin her back around to face me. I can’t get enough of this girl. My hands slide through her hair as I grip the back of her skull and my lips find hers again.

Eden slides her hands under my shirt, pushing it up with my sweatshirt. Her hands are soft, sliding like silk over my skin as she runs them around my back. Guiding her with my hips, I hold her face to mine, our lips molded together as I back her through the apartment. I’ve never been in here before and have no idea where we’re going, but it doesn’t even fucking matter.

We make it into the kitchen and I’m backing her against the counter, our tongues tangled together as she runs her hands over my skin. She pushes my shirt and sweatshirt up farther. We break apart for only a moment as I pull them over my head and toss them onto the floor. I push her coat off her shoulders before reaching for the bottom hem of her shirt.

Eden doesn’t resist as I lift her shirt over her head and drop it onto the floor. Her eyes search mine, a fire burning deep inside her irises as I strip her bra away from her body. This is the first time I’m seeing her in real light, since our first time was in the dark tent by the lake. She’s fucking breathtaking and I literally cannot keep my eyes off her.

Stepping back into her space, she slides her arms around the back of my neck as I slip my hands under her ass and lift her into the air. I set her down on the kitchen counter, our mouths colliding once again. My hands move along her thin torso, feeling the curves of her toned body as I reach her breasts. Cupping them both in my hands, I roll her nipples between my fingertips as she wraps her legs around my waist.

Eden moans into my mouth and I swallow her sounds as she moves herself against me. I can feel the warmth of her pussy through her leggings, pressing against my waist. And I need to feel more of her. This isn’t enough. I want all of her, right here, right now. Fuck going to her bedroom, fuck it if her roommate walks in.

I don’t care.

I’m fucking intoxicated—drunk off Eden Finley—and I need to feel her now.

Abandoning her breasts, I slide my hands down to the waistband of her pants. She releases her legs from around my waist and lifts her ass into the air as I slide her leggings and panties down. Eden kicks off her shoes as I take a step back and begin to pull her clothes away from her feet. I toss them onto the floor, leaving her bare and spread out for me on the counter.

Eden stares back at me as my eyes scan her body, taking in the pure sight of her beauty. Her chest heaves, rising and falling with every shallow breath she takes. My heart pounds erratically in my chest and my cock throbs as I fight the urge to strip out of my clothes and dive deep inside her.

Stepping back into her space, I push her legs apart and drop down onto my knees in front of her. Grabbing her ass, I pull her closer to the edge of the counter, her legs draping over my shoulders.

“What are you doing?” she questions me, her voice completely breathless as her eyes search mine.

I stare back at her, the corners of my lips twitching. “I want to taste you, baby. Your attitude might be salty, but I have a feeling this pussy tastes sweeter than heaven.”

Eden narrows her eyes at me before she slides her hands into my hair and pushes me closer to her. A grin pulls on the corners of my lips at her attempt to take control again. Spreading her legs wider, I dive in, sliding my tongue along her center as her fingers tangle in my locks.

A moan falls from her lips as I slide my hands under her ass, holding her in place as I run my tongue along her pussy. She tastes sweeter than anything I’ve ever tasted before. She might think that she’s in control, but it’s all a charade.

In this moment, she’s mine.

And I plan on taking full advantage of that.


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