⚠️ paused ⚠️Choose me / Eddie Munson ~ OC

Chapter 9 - Step by step

⚠️Author's Note: Unfortunately, there was a bit of negativity under the penultimate chapter. My OC was put down, her emotions and feelings don't make sense and my story was ridiculed.
The comments are now gone because the people in question blocked me and I blocked them.
I have nothing against criticism as long as it is factual, friendly, and constructive. If someone doesn't agree with my storyline or my way of writing and doesn't have anything nice to say, they can delete my story for themselves and disappear from my profile. I accept everything I'm told and try to improve, but there's just no room for negativity here. If you don't like it, scroll and keep your hate to yourself. THANKS.

And for everyone else: THANK YOU for everything. Without you, I wouldn't be able to do any of this. Love you.

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Eddie kisses me passionately and his hands travel down my body without getting too intrusive. Not that I'm complaining, but what a gentleman he is. My body trembles with heat and I crave more, I want more, I want him. Is it already time today? Is he going to... sleep... with me? If so, I'm ready for it

Although I'm a little scared, it feels right to me. Eddie should be the first. Isn't it a little early you ask? We've only known each other for two weeks? Maybe yes, but who cares? If it feels right, then it is.

Slowly, his fingertips slip under the hem of my shirt, stroking the skin on my belly and moving further up. His touch makes me shiver and I get goosebumps all over my body. This feeling is so overwhelming to me because I never had this kind before.
Eddie's hand keeps moving up. I involuntarily held my breath because I forgot a tiny little thing after the shower.

When Eddie also notices what I've forgotten, he murmurs against my lips: "You're not wearing a bra princess. I like it." As soon as he finished speaking, he began teasing my already hard nipples, twisting them between thumb and forefinger, or completely embracing my breast and gently kneading them.

I can't help but moan out loud. This electrifying feeling on my skin is simply indescribable.
"Ssshh honey," he chuckles, looking at me, "we don't want your dad to hear you."

He's right. My dad mustn't hear us under any circumstances, we have to be as quiet as possible, even if I already suspect that it's going to be difficult for me.

"Listen, babe," he cups my face, looking me deep in the eye, "I won't do anything you don't want me to do. If you don't like something, you have to tell me and I'll stop right away, ya hear?"

"Yes," I nod and look at him a little uncertainly, "will you... will you sleep with me?"

Eddie smiles softly at me and shakes his head. "No, I won't. Not yet."

A little disappointed, I pull a little pout. Yet it is exactly what I want. Why doesn't he want to sleep with me?
"Don't you... want me?"

He sighs and leans his forehead against mine, closing his eyes and whispering. "Baby, you have no idea how much I want you."

I stroke his back tenderly. "Then why don't you just take me?" I know this sounds a little desperate, but shit, this man is driving me crazy and I want him so bad.

"Not like this, sweetheart. Not so fast. I want us to take our time, take it slow, and go step by step." He slowly opened his eyes and looked at me to add some emphasis to what he said. I can see his eyes glowing with lust, and I can feel how much he desires me.

"Okay," I reply, "but then what are we going to do?"

"Well," he licks his lips, "there are other nice things we can do beforehand. And you'll like it, trust me."