Once More, With Strangeness

Chapter 17

 If Becca wanted to put this conversation on hold, he was okay with that. He was so tired of the tension, the anxiety, the constant threat of death and destruction. They could battle this out tomorrow when they knew where they stood. For now, he just wanted to let everything around them fade until it was just the two of them left.

Eddie placed his hands on either side of Becca's face, pressing his lips gently against hers. He knew she wanted to keep him out of the Upside Down and he understood her reasons why but he was done being kept apart from her. He would rather spend the rest of eternity locked in that hell than have anything happen to her.

The imminent doom that was heading their way crashed over him like a tidal wave and he was overcome with an urgent need to feel her, to touch her, to have her in every way imaginable. No matter what happened tomorrow, they could potentially be walking into danger, again. They could be putting their lives on the line, again. He could be setting himself up to be imprisoned, again. Eddie didn't want to waste a single moment that he had with her when there was no guarantee of how many they had left.

His lips devoured hers with an aching need and hers responded just as insistently. Becca's hands clawed at his shirt, pulling her lips away just long enough to yank it over his head before finding his once again. Eddie's hands moved around to her back, gripping her close as he backed her up against the wall.

"Becca..." he sighed as her lips moved from his, sliding along the side of his neck.

Eddie yanked her shirt off, tossing it across the room and in one swift motion, her bra had joined it. He gazed at this woman, this gorgeous woman that was all his. Becca stood, her chest rising and falling rapidly with anticipation, her skin flushed with desire, and he knew if she was the only good thing he got for the rest of his existence, he would be happy. He just had to keep her.

"Jesus Christ, you're so goddamn beautiful," he growled, his mouth descending upon her breasts, lavishing one and then the other. He swirled his tongue around those hard little peaks before taking them between his lips. He ran his teeth gently across one and Becca gasped, her back arching, pushing herself against his mouth and his erection pushed uncomfortably against his jeans.

Eddie rose, his hands working at his belt, eager to free himself from the confines of the rough denim. Becca noticed and smiling, she slapped his hands away. Grabbing his arms, she spun them so his back was now against the wall. She slid the belt free from its loops, letting it fall to the floor and then dropped to her knees in front of him. If Eddie's heart could beat, it would be racing now in anticipation of the feel of her mouth on him. It had been so damn long. Becca slowly undid the button and slid the zipper down before pushing his jeans and boxers to the floor. Eddie eagerly stepped out of them, pushing them off with his feet.

He kept his eyes on her, watching as she wrapped her hand around the base of him. She pumped him in her hand and he hissed, relishing the feel of that soft skin and strong grip on his cock. Becca smiled up at him before slowly sliding her tongue out to flick along the tip.

"Fuck..." he groaned, his head slamming back against the wall.

Becca wrapped her lips around him, pulling him into her mouth and he reached down, grabbing a fistful of her hair. She moved along the length of him, using both her hand and her mouth to bring him to heights of pleasure only she had ever been able to.

Eddie was no virgin. He'd been with girls before. Cheerleaders who were curious but didn't want the world to know they'd fooled around with the freak. Groupies who hung around the Hideout to fuck musicians, keeping some running tally of how many they'd had in their bed. But he'd never experienced anything like being with Becca. It was absolute perfection every goddamn time.