"Still Just A Screw Up, Carver" - Eddie Munson & Y/N Sequel

SIX ~ In The Air Tonight *

~ Eddie POV ~
It grew colder and the night started to set in, sending the diner into near darkness. It took some time for us to notice as we were too deeply inthralled in each other embrace, sharing a kiss that I can only describe as the single greatest kiss of my fucking life. The feeling of her soft, dainty hands on my neck as she clung to me, her lips exactly the way I remembered them; soft and plump, the same grape chapstick she always wore since the day I met her. I used to watch her across the hall, using the mirror that hung in her locker to touch up her makeup and apply a new coat of grape chapstick - I always wondered what it made her lips taste like, until that night at Benny's when I finally got to try it. Even on our wedding day she made sure she had a full coat of it on so I got to taste that amazing flavour when I kissed her for the first time as my wife. I felt her shiver in my arms, her jaw clench though the kiss from the chill in the air. "You know... if you're cold, I know of an excellent bathroom stall that will keep us nice and cosy?" My forehead pressed against hers as I feel her rapid breath against my lips, her cheeks creeping a flushed rosy pink at the offer before her hands pull my lips back to hers, our bodies walking blindly towards the bathroom.

The heavy wooden door slams shut behind me, her hands move to the collar of my jacket as she pushes it down my arms until it drops from my wrists to the ground below, following her lead I do the same with her cheer jacket. My breath catches in my throat as my fingers graze the soft skin on her shoulders, brushing over the thin straps that hold the dress onto her body. My hands shake as my fingers hook to the straps, trying to steady my nervous breaths as the straps slide down her supple skin, taking the dress with it. The fabric glides down her body almost in slow motion, leaving her in her sneakers and underwear, the soft moonlight from outside delicately illuminating her skin. My heart races the way it did every time I saw her in school, every time we hooked up over the summer and every single day I saw her beautiful face for the last 10 years. I pull my shirt over my head and leave it on the floor with her dress, grabbing her by the waist and pulling her naked torso into mine. I'd missed the feeling of her skin against mine, more than I'd missed anything else. She was always cold but it didn't matter, I knew that beneath the cold, soft skin sat the warmest and kindest heart I'd ever met and I needed to feel it beating against mine again.

Her body melted against mine as her breathing hitched, the feeling of our skin coming together was better than any record deal, any fan meet, any sold out show. It was everything I really needed, everything I'd missed. Her breath tickled against my chest, sending shivers down my spine that filled my body with such an electricity I couldn't describe. Her nipples hardened against my warm skin, making my cock ache in my pants, I needed her and from her hold on my back, she needed me too. My fingers gripped her chin and pulled her lips back into mine, pushing her towards the same counter we'd first fucked on. She knew what I wanted her to do, her hands slipping down the the hem of her underwear before she pulled them down her thighs until they dropped to the ground. Stepping out of them as I lifted her onto the counter, her body shivered and she let out a quiet gasp as her bare ass landed on the countertop - I needed to hear more of those sounds from her, that gasp was enough to drive me fucking feral. Dropping to my knees with my face between her thighs, I looked in awe at her glistening cunt sitting perfectly at my eye level, my mouth practically salivating at the sight of it. I threw her right leg over my shoulder, grasping onto her thighs as my face dove right in.

My tongue grazed through her fold, lapping up everything she already had to offer until it landed on her throbbing clit, sending her body into a shivering jolt on contact, the room echoing with another melodic gasp. Her left hand found its way to my hair, her fingers tangling into my hair as I flicked my tongue in swift motions over her clit, the other hand gripping the counter ledge so tights her nails and knuckles flashed white. "Oh, fuck! Eddie!" she gasps, her hips rocking against my face as I sucked her increasingly sensitive clit, driving my motions faster. My hand drops below my chin, my fingers teasing her aching hole as her cries spill louder from her slack jaw and fill the room around us. My ring and index fingers glide in and out of her soaking hole, hooking upward to the spot I'd memorised so well, her body reacting exactly how I'd remembered as it jolted and writhed wildly with my combined tongue and arm motions. "Sh-shit! Eddie! Ugh!" she groaned, she was close and only I would know this, Harrington could try but I know she'd never cum for him the way she would for me, he can't play her body like an instrument the way I can. My arms drives my fingers in and out of her core until her walls snap tightly around them, her body shaking on the counter as her head falls back and eyes pinch shut tight, the string of cusses and cries are the greatest symphony I could ever hear as she screams though her climax.