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

And when she cums I feel her liquid heat covering me and there’s nothing else like it.

I waited for her to come down before making my way over to the bed and putting her beneath me.

“I think I should cancel the pool party, I don’t want to come out of you for at least twelve hours.”

“We’ll get tired and hungry and...” I surged into her, cutting off the grin that had started on her face. Laughing while fucking, that’s a new one for me; I like it.

“You’re beautiful Sian.” She lifted her mouth to meet mine as we moved together, our bodies pushing against each other, trying to blend into one.

I pushed, she opened and accepted all of me, fitting around me like a glove, milking me with each breath and so fucking beautiful it hurt to look at her.

We rolled around until she was on top looking down at me. ”You know what to do?”

She bit her lip and shook her head. “I’ll show you.” I took her hips between my hands and led her up and down on my rod until she got the hang of it.

“Lean over.” I sucked her nipple in hard as she rode my cock, experimenting with her movements and driving me wild.

“Fuck babe do I need to pull out?” Neither one of us had much interest in stopping, she moved faster, her head thrown back, tits bouncing and her walls clenching around me.

I turned again, putting her under me and lifted her legs higher so I could dig in deeper. The question of pulling out was a moot one, because I came a fuck load inside her two minutes later, while she came and screamed around my tongue.

We were dressed and back downstairs by the time our guests started to arrive. I had planned this little get together in order to get the questions out of the way, more so for her than for me.

Plus I knew that whatever party mom threw was going to be over the top, so I wanted this for her.

I wonder if she’d ever realize that I’d planned the party before I had taken her or given her the ring.

Hopefully not, she can be a bit testy sometimes the more she comes out of that shell of hers.

I didn’t really give a shit what anyone thought, but I didn’t want her being overwhelmed by this shit. Plus I knew these fools and how this shit worked, she didn’t, not yet anyway.

It didn’t take long for the first person to notice her ring and get the conversation started.

I had pulled my first stunt as a ‘mean guy’. I invited a few specific people, people I was sure would serve my purpose without having to be told.

Of course the ones who had been left out will be glaringly obvious, since they usually ran the teenage social scene.

And I was sure that the news about my little get together would be getting back to them.

Among the guests were a couple of Mandy’s underlings for just that reason, and mom was the icing on my cake.

She played the doting mother in law to the hilt, not that she had to put on an act, because she was genuinely fond of my girl.

My spies kept their ears and eyes open and reported back to me. I kept Sian close because, aside from all that other bullshit, we were in our honeymoon stage, which meant lots of physical contact and bonding outside the bedroom.

She was eating up all the attention as was to be expected from a female and between me, and her girls, we kept her smiling all day.

I had a little meeting with my guys before everyone left at the end of the night. I wasn’t about to take any chances with her safety and she was planning a day out with her girls the next day and I planned to crash.

My attention fell on the youngest one in the group and I felt a little bit of my joy dim.

My little behind the scenes digging expedition had already started uncovering some shit that was sure to bring the town to its knees, and Sian was making noises about getting to the bottom of what was going on with her friend.

If what I suspected was true and it was looking more and more like it was, then I wanted her as far away from this shit as possible.

Chapter 7

SIAN

The buzz started as soon as we pulled into the lot on Monday morning.

I never knew what all the fuss was about, having your boyfriend drive you to school, when you had your own car. And I never understood girls who got miffed when the guy didn’t offer.

Now I totally see the appeal, it makes a statement I think, sends a clear message. Or I could just be reading more into it than is necessary.

Whatever the case maybe, it felt amazing to have him come pick me up this morning after breakfast.

He’d blown his horn and waited outside like the kids in one of those after school specials from the early eighties, that mom hides and watches.

I hadn’t even known that he was going to do this and of course practical me had questioned the necessity of him driving me here when I had a perfectly working car of my own.

In typical Jace fashion he’d ignored my questions and just ordered me to go get my stuff.

“You ready?” he held the door open for me and I stepped out to the surprised faces of some of our classmates.

That could be because my amazing boyfriend had let me drive his car to school, how frakking great is that?

My girls came to meet us and of course, the talk turned to my ring. The four of us had had a little powwow session yesterday when we were out shopping and had decided on the best course of action.

I couldn’t bring it up with Jace, because he’s a guy and wouldn’t necessarily understand the dynamics.

My girls and I knew for instance that there was going to be some major backlash from this whole engagement deal, and were planning accordingly.