Touch of Eden

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you'll get a neck ache. Come on.”
    “ Really, I'm fine down here. I've done it before.” Much as I'd love to sleep up there in comfort, I feel I shouldn't get too close to her tonight. There's been a big shift in my thinking as far as our relationship is concerned.
    “ T here's no need. And to be honest I don't want Mum to see you there in the morning. She might get all funny Josh.”
    “ What d'you mean ?” Whatever she means, the prospect of Mrs S. getting all funny over me isn't very appealing at all. She shrugs her shoulders. “Okay then, I'll come up with you... but only if you promise not to fuck me.” What the hell am I saying? Christ...
    “ Oh ha ha... as if.” She is really laughing at me. I'm suddenly annoyed that she finds the idea of having sex with me so completely inconceivable or worse still hilarious.
    “ So you don't find me fuckable, then?” I say sharply.
    “ You get way too much of that as it is. Now shut up and get a move on. I've got to get up early for work in the morning.” I notice she didn't answer my question at all.
    I precede her upstairs feeling rather excited about the prospect of sleeping with her. I don't know why, as we're only going to sleep. I get undressed fast, down to my CK's and jump in bed. I watch fascinated as she takes off her make up at the dressing table and brushes through her wavy funky hair with long strokes. After that she sits on the bed with her back to me and takes off her clothes. “Shit, what on earth is she doing to me?” I sink down lower on the pillow in a state of lust filled awe at the sight of the beautiful pale skin of her back, her long wavy sea of shiny dark hair laying against it and her tiny black satin panties. I've lost the ability to breathe normally. She looks slowly over her shoulder at me with a small smile and I look away quickly. If I didn't know better I'd say she was doing this deliberately.
    My heart is pumping out of my chest and my mouth is so dry. My whole body is about to explode with desire as she reaches behind her back and undoes her bra, discarding it on the floor. Jesus, help me. Please... She flicks off the lamp, sliding into bed next to me. I turn towards her, an overheated, breathless and throbbing mess.
    “ Night Eden.” I manage to force the words out in a croaky gasp.
    “ Night Josh, I had a really lovely time tonight. Thank you so much.” She murmurs sexily in the dark.
    I lay there more awake than I've ever been in my entire life. My hard on is so painful and I simply cannot make it go away, no matter what disgusting things I think of. I gradually calm down but it takes a long, long time. I've made a rather shocking discovery tonight. I don't just 'love' my best friend Eden anymore, I'm actually 'in love' with her. Completely and totally. Beyond a doubt, hook, line and sinker. My heart starts hammering wildly again with this realisation.
    I want her to kiss me. I want her to be in love with me. I want her to be mine.
    To belong to me, in every way.
    Danielle has disappeared from my mind. That heated sexual infatuation is nothing compared with what I feel for Eden. She is everything to me. I must have been blind and stupid not to have seen how wonderful she is. The woman of my dreams has been standing right in front of me for years and I've been running everywhere else trying to find her. As I drift off to sleep I'm worried and a little scared of my feelings. I know I don't deserve her at all. I don't deserve anyone.
    I wake up alone the next morning. Eden has gone to work already. She starts the early shift at seven on Fridays. I wash and dress and go to find Mrs.S. I find her doing her cat puzzle again. She seems to be getting along with it quite well, unless Jordan did some more of it with her last night. No, I can't imagine a 17 year old boy doing a cat puzzle for a fucking minute. I sit down at the table with her. “Would you like some tea Mrs S?”
    “ Lorraine.”
    “ Pardon ?”
    “ That's my

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