Eden High: Series 1 (Eden High 1-6)

She blushed and bit her lip when I kissed her hair. “Come on beauty or he’ll never stop.”

She grinned and hopped back in her chair while my dog whined at me.

***

I couldn’t stop touching her, her hair, her hand, her face. Some part of me was continuously touching some part of her, as we studied in silence.

“You must have a fat trust fund huh.”

“What?” What the fuck? That statement came out of left field as I was nibbling her neck. She better not be after my cash or her ass is going to be in for a world of hurt.

I’ve dealt with that shit all my life so it’s nothing new it’s just…

I would never have pegged her for a gold digger. If this went south I’m going to be so pissed. How could I have been so wrong? I was starting to get pissed the fuck off; seriously?

“Well, your parents are loaded, they love you and you’re an only child. Stands to reason all of this will be yours someday.”

The more she talked the more pissed off I was becoming. Still I didn’t say a word, just let her carry on, waiting for the pitch. I have to say of all the others that had tried, she was a rank amateur.

I didn’t give away any of my inner turmoil, just pulled back away from her and watched her as she continued.

“See the thing is, I have two siblings at home that I have to share my loot with.

As much as I like the good life I figure I’m going to have to study really hard and do really well in school to be able to afford those things for myself in the next few years. So I need to study; you’re distracting me.”

I started breathing again and couldn’t believe the relief I felt. What the fuck would I have done if she…

“Damn baby, that’s one long winded ass way to shut a guy down, just say you’re not interested.”

“What I’m saying is that there is a time and a place for everything, and right now it’s time to study. In the next hour and a half or so we can play.”

She then covered my mouth with hers and tried to suck my face off. My dick perked his head up, literally, and was ready for action; then, just as suddenly she pulled away and went back to her book.

I rubbed my lips where I could still feel her and the smile started in my heart. Unfucking believable. I’d hit pay dirt.

***

Dinner was an experience with my parents vying for the top spot. It was fun watching them fight over her attention.

It was also good to see the girl who had freaked out at the grandeur of my home, treat my parents like an old aunt and uncle that she’d known for years. What the fuck happened in that phone call anyway?

She got dad’s jokes and shared mom’s obsession with coma inducing literature. It was a good fit.

Mom and dad gave me the stamp of approval, which was a kiss to her head from each as they said goodnight and left us for the next hour.

I had half expected it, wanted it, but it was good to have it.

“Your parents are amazing, nothing at all like I expected.”

“Oh? What did you expect?” I pulled her down on the couch next to me in the living room. She was so relaxed now that she didn’t even bat a lash at all the awards and trophies and shit that lined the walls.

“I have a confession to make.” She bit her lip, looking nervous again, but I had learned not to second-guess her.

“I researched your family when I got home. I only did it because I don’t really know that much about you, and I wanted to be prepared.” She seemed to think I would be mad at her for this.

“You did huh, and what did you find?” She told me everything that Wiki had to say about my family going back three generations.

I listened to her in amazement as she went on and on with excitement. Right in the middle of her dissertation I covered her lips with mine.

She kisses like she doesn’t know how and I love that. I love the way she goes after my tongue when I tease her with it, but most of all, I love the way she clings to me.

I kept her there on that couch for the next forty five minutes with my tongue down her neck or hers down mine, fighting myself like a son of a bitch not to take her up to my room.

“Let’s get you home before your parents forbid you to ever leave the house again.” My little virgin princess was glassy eyed and flushed as I put her away from me.

“Just one more.” I took her lips again and held her close, our hearts knocking against each other. She was with me.

***

I couldn’t wait to see her the next day. I spent the night thinking of ways to get her to spend the night with me sometime in the near future.

I’ve never spent the night with a chick before, never wanted to. I fuck and bounce. Last night, I couldn’t get to sleep because she wasn’t there next to me.

I wanted her smell in my bed, wanted to roll over and find her essence on my pillow.

I was falling fast and possibly breaking every rule dad had ever taught me when it came to relationships, but you know what? I don’t give a fuck.

My mind was made up and after last night’s little scare, when I had feared for the briefest of moments that she was just another money hungry slag, only to have her prove me wrong, prove that what I was beginning to feel for her wasn’t in vain, I wasn’t willing to half step.

My heart actually fucking sped up, as I pulled into the lot and saw her little roadster already there with the lights just winking off.