The Girl Behind The Garden

Chapter 21: Love, Fights, And Old Friends

Eden's p.o.v

   I kissed back willingly, meeting him in the middle, bending my arms. Eventually, his neck seemed to get sore, causing him to fall back onto the bed. Not wanting to stop this, I leaned forward more so, causing us to be chest to chest. I wanted to be as close to him as I could.

   All of those days and nights I had spent without him were horrific. I didn't know what was happening to him, or where he was. I could feel all of the loneliness and maddening silence that he felt, only making our separation harder. The hardest part though, was when the pain stopped. When the pain stopped, it came back, but with a vengeance.

   I didn't want to think about that now though. Thankfully, it wasn't that hard to get my mind off of it. Sam put his hands on my hips, then flipping us over. He hovered above me, making sure to keep his body weight off of me. He pulled away, looking at me hesitantly. I smiled, knowing he wanted to make sure I was okay.

"Eden," His rough voice called out, "Are you alright with this?"

I stayed silent, not knowing how far to go.

"Is it okay for us to do this?" I asked, making sure it was alright.

"Yeah, if you're okay with it," He answered quietly.

"What's after making out?" I questioned, remembering the steps.

He stayed silent, looking away from my face, biting his lip. He blushed as he said one word.

"Sex," He whispered, making sure not to look into my eyes.

   I took in a deep breath, looking down. How far should we go? I debated for a minute or two before realizing that he was getting worried. I gazed into his worried eyes, widening mine when I realized that he was pulling away from me, obviously thinking I was uncomfortable.

   Quickly, I grabbed onto his shoulder. I didn't know how else to stop him, so I wrapped my legs around his hips, my arms around his neck. He held us up, my back not touching the bed. His arms shook with effort, before falling, making his body fall on top of mine, no space in between us. I nuzzled into his neck, his weight pressing against me. I heard his breath hitch as I kissed his skin.

"Eden, you're driving me crazy," Sam said. 

"I know," I answered into his ear.

"How far?" He asked, mimicking my thoughts.

"All the way," I whispered.

   I felt him gulp, letting hot breath onto my shoulder. I shivered, putting my trust in him. He sat up, causing me to miss his body heat. He took his shirt off, revealing his muscles. Nervously, he pulled at the hem of my shirt. I nodded, letting him continue. He slowly pulled off my shirt, trailing his eyes over my skin.

   Leaning down, he kissed my chest, then lowering, trailing kisses over my stomach. I gasped as he went farther, right above my pant line. He tilted his head to look at me, making sure I was fine. He slowly tugged at my pants, pulling them down, then throwing them when they reached my ankles.

   I bit my lip nervously, blushing deeply. He then took his jeans off, throwing them on the ground as well. I averted my eyes from his gaze. He came back to my face, kissing my forehead.

"Eden, you're beautiful," He whispered into my ear sweetly.

   I looked into his eyes, leaning up to kiss him. He put his hands on my waste, lightly trailing his finger on my lower stomach. I gasped at the coldness of his hand.