Page 104 of Barron's Second Chance
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Welcome to New York
EdenapproachedBarronslowly.A mixture of emotions coursed through her as she drank him in.
Dark jeans encased his muscular legs. He wore a light grey Henley shirt with a black hooded open sweatshirt. Eden gave a slight shiver which had nothing to do with the cooler weather.
Barron stuck his hands in his jeans pockets and gave her an uncertain look.
"Sorry, I had this grand plan to knock on your door and surprise you. But I forgot that the apartment buildings here are like Fort Knox and that I couldn't just walk in. I tried your buzzer a few times, but I guess this answers my question about why you weren't answering."
His shoulders slumped at her lack of voice. "I know it's presumptuous of me just to turn up and expect you to -"
Before he could finish, Eden grabbed his shoulders and yanked him forward. He hadn't been expecting the sudden movement, and since his hands were still in his pockets, his big frame tripped forward before he could catch himself.
Eden didn't give him time to find his footing before pulling his face down to hers and covering his mouth with her lips.
She felt his stunned stumble before he groaned and took over the kiss. Hands encircled her waist, bringing her body tight up against his.
She wound her arms around his neck and kissed him back just as passionately. Her fingers stroked the soft hair whorls at the nape of his neck as his hands spanned her back.
The time spent apart - being able to see and hear but not touch - intensified the passion in their kiss. Everything muffled around them as she sank into the feel of his fingers tightening on her shirt, the movement of his mouth against hers, the stroke of his tongue as it tangled against her own.
The feel of his hard body pulled taut against hers... theotherhardness that couldn't be ignored, seeing that it was rubbing against her upper groin area. She wanted to hike her leg up against his waist, tilt her hips up to line his hard cock right up -
"Get a room!"
The sharp male voice penetrated the fog of lust that had overcome them, causing Barron to step back a fraction but not release her completely. Instead, his arm came down protectively over her shoulders as he swore at the interruption.
Like a rush to her ears, the sound of moving cars and horns and the slight humming sound of a jackhammer in the distance came into focus. Eden came out of her pleasure-induced haze as she realized where she was.
Welcome to New York.
Her face warmed at their overtly sexual public display. Especially since she had just realized how many people were milling about on the street.
Eager to avoid prying eyes, Eden slid her hand into his strong, warm one. Barron looked down at her like she was a cool drink of water after a lifetime of wandering the desert.
"Come on," she softly told him.
It was a miracle she could remember the code to her building. Her hands were shaky, and her heart felt like it would beat out of her chest. She took a discreet deep breath before slowly releasing it. That breathwork retreat she took a couple of years ago was doing fuck all for her now.
Barron's hand squeezed hers, letting her take the lead as she led him across the foyer of her building. She punched the elevator button, resisting the urge to thumb it over and over, even though she knew it wouldn't bring the lift down any faster.
The silence and tension between them was palpable, like a crackling red electrical storm swirling above them - sizzling in its fury at not being sated.
Eden quickly slid inside as the metal doors opened, with Barron hot on her heels. Her usual politeness would disappear if she saw someone running for the doors. She jabbed at her floor, eager to be encased in privacy before anyone else could jump on.
As soon as the doors closed, thankfully, with only the two of them behind, they immediately grabbed for each other. Their instinct to be connected was matched and still as strong as it had been in their youth.
For once, she was thankful that the ancient lift took forever to reach each floor.
"Fuck, baby," Barron groaned as he palmed her ass before lifting her and stumbling to pin her to the wall.
She moaned into his mouth as she wrapped her long legs around his waist. Her back fell heavily against the metal wall. The attached handrail dug into her upper buttocks but she didn't care. All she cared about was how soft his hair felt under her fingers and how his grinding cock felt against her groin. She could be on her floor already with her floor neighbors watching, and she wouldn’t care.
Barron tore his mouth from hers, panting against her lips.
"Baby, be sure this is what you wanna do. Once I get you behind those doors, I'm gonna fuck you so hard." He closed his eyes and swore. "I don't think I can be gentle."
