Change Is Coming || Eddie Munson

Dream Girl

TW: oral sex, mentions of bondage/bdsm, Eddie is flustered and terrible with words

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Eddie POV

"Then take it." she had said with such certainty that I couldn't deny her wanting this just as much as I did. The words swam in my brain while I attempted to collect a coherent string of words to reply with. Finding none, I simply smacked her ass and felt it jiggle on impact followed by a cute little squeal from her kiss swollen lips.

"I'll give you more." I licked my lips, watching her rise off of my still-hard dick. It was a beautiful sight to behold, her shimmery sweat slicked skin, the pinkish apples of her cheeks, her eyebrows furrowing together at the loss of my cock. I couldn't help but admire the mess we had made in my lap, our juices mingled together in a sticky substance that I just had to taste. She tried to plop onto the ground next to me but I grabbed her hips and pulled her waist toward my eager mouth.

"Lift your leg sweetheart." I murmured while trailing my fingertips across the plush skin of her stomach. "Set your foot up here, just stand still baby."

I laced my hand in hers, giving her extra support. My free hand kneaded the flesh of her inner thigh while I looked up beneath my bangs to find her staring expectantly. I gave her one teasing nip on her mound before shifting so that she was directly above my mouth. My tongue explored as I tasted the mixture of our sex. Holding eye contact with her at the angle was difficult, but I managed it well enough. I wanted her to see how much I loved this, how much I loved her.

I sucked on her clit like my life depended on it, tongue gliding between her folds over and over again as though this were my last meal. Her body shivered and she threw back her head, her beautiful slender neck exposed. I drank her in, I wanted to bathe in her very essence. Intoxicating wasn't enough to describe her, but when she grabbed her own throat to give a gentle squeeze... fuck. There was no denying this girl was my own personal cloud nine.

A growl erupted from deep within me in a sudden rush of emotion that I could only describe as possessive rage. I'd always wanted to protect her, keep her safe and warm. But now? Now I wanted to claim her.

I wrenched my mouth away from her dripping cunt, she groaned in response, angry with me for denying her the incoming orgasm.

"Shh." I stood, caressing her cheeks with the rough pads of my thumbs. "Come with me."

"Oh, okay just a second." She reached down to grab one of the shirts we'd tossed aside. I smacked it out of her hand alittle harder than I'd meant to and her head whipped around to look at me with confusion.

"You don't need that." I tugged at her wrist to lead her to the bedroom. "I want to show you something."

"Um okay." She giggled, thinking this was a silly little game, she'd soon realize it was anything but.

After stepping through my bedroom door I shut and locked it, motioning for her to take a seat on the bed. I bent down and pulled a small black box from under my nightstand.

"Now. I've never used these, they've been reserved for my dream girl. So, dream girl, I'm hoping that you will be open to it." I gulped, suddenly nervous.

I lifted the box lid and revealed the shiny silver chains inside. She carefully lifted them out of the box, running the cold metal through her hands. An unsure glance up at me had me doubting that this was a good idea.

"I'm sorry. I-I don't-" she started, my heart sank out of fear that she'd run away, that she would be afraid.

"No it's okay! Really no don't- it's okay. We don't have to." I scratched my neck, self consciously covering my crotch in embarrassment.