Page 102 of Barron's Second Chance
So she learned to let go and use his messages as fuel to get her through her day. She was very aware that their relationship was morphing into more than a casual non-relationship. Eden just hadn't anticipated how close their bond was. Absence was really making her heart grow fonder.
She had gone on to add him to her personal Instagram page and laughed when he sent her a giddy voice message about how excited he was to be part of her exclusive friend list. That started his habit of leaving voice messages. Sometimes they were a couple of minutes long, and other times they were quick seconds of him saying hi. Whenever she had downtime between shows, she'd listen to the deep rumbling of his voice like a soothing balm over her lonely soul.
The days continued to bleed by in a whirlwind of fashion shows, interviews, and after-show parties. After she finished her Masterclass for their streaming channel, the producer pulled her aside and complimented her on how natural she was on camera. How clear and concise her words were.
"We'd love to have you on again on our main channel," she enthused. "We'll be in touch with your agent."
Buoyed by that endorsement which got her creative juices flowing, Eden went through her work with an extra spring in her step.
By the end of the week, Eden was dead on her feet. She only had one day of rest before going on an eight-hour flight to Milan to do it all over again.
The day after Fashion Week ended, Eden slept in until almost three in the afternoon. She woke to a few messages from Barron, and with a burst of energy, she jumped out of bed for a shower. For once, she could be the one to surprise him with a call.
As Eden ran her soaped-up loofah over her body, a tingle ran out along her skin as she recalled Barron's touch on their last day together. She tipped her head back against the warm spray, letting it slide over her heated face as she recalled what she had done with him on her couch that morning.
After their perfect day together, she went to bed that night and touched herself to the memory of their shared kiss on the Ferris wheel. His hard thigh beneath her hand. His firm mouth and tongue moving against hers...
She remembered waking that morning feeling sad, grumpy, and horny as fuck. When he came round to say goodbye to her, his mere presence was getting her hot and bothered again.
So she busied herself packing, even though she had done most of it the night before. All the while covertly shooting glances at him, feeling herself getting hornier.
He had been burning a hole into her luggage; his jaw clenched in thought. But even his brooding stare was turning her on. She had already been feeling a little insecure and sad about leaving, so she decided she wanted a little taste... something to tide her over and have him remember her. She had only ever meant for it to be a make-out session. But that quickly evolved into the hottest sexual experience she had ever had.
Eden felt her vaginal muscles clench in raw hunger. Suddenly, it wasn't her loofah running over her body buthishands instead.
She moaned as she pictured his hard body enveloping her from behind. His hands grasping her hip bones and running up her stomach until they cupped her heavy breasts. Her pebbled nipples felt sensitive against the coarse material of her loofah, so she used her other hand to rub the ache away.
It still wasn't enough.
Her head tipped as she imagined it falling back against Barron's hard chest while his hands continued to roam over her body. She pictured him taking her loofah off her hands before moving it back down her stomach until he reached the apex between her thighs. She pressed down hard, which only caused her pussy to weep, begging for release. Her loofah moved back and forth, from her sensitive clit to the delicate thin membrane between her cunt and asshole. Her hand reached out to grab at the shower wall, steadying herself against the burst of pleasurable sensations building low in her belly.
The rhythm of her loofah changed into hard circular motions. Her legs parted further apart as Eden concentrated on the contrast of movements - a hard press against her pussy hole before running that protruding nub around and around. Eden's fingers clenched against the wet shower wall as her breathing turned harsh.
She needed more to get her over the edge so Eden dropped her loofah and shifted position, leaning her back against one wall. She moved her leg up and braced it against the other. She lowered the shower head down and adjusted it so that it hit...Ahhh, right there.
With the water pressure concentrated where she needed it, she rubbed her hand up and down the length of her pussy lips before separating them to rub her fingers against her sensitive clit. She moved her fingers down until they dipped into her dripping cunt. Eden gave a low moan as she moved her forefinger and middle finger in and out of her pussy.
She closed her eyes, breaths coming out in short pants as she moved her fingers faster and faster. She could feel that the crescendo of pleasure would be coming quick andhardso she removed her fingers and rubbed furiously at her clit.
"Oh, fuuuuck...," she gasped as her little nerve endings exploded. Her body jerked as she moaned through her orgasm. Her fingers continued to rub at her clit until she shuddered at the sensitivity.
The warmth of the water started to drift towards lukewarm, causing her to come crashing down from dizzying heights. Especially when she opened her eyes and realized that she was all alone in her small cubicle.
Freshly showered and changed, Eden sat crossed-legged on her bed as she waited for her call to connect.
"Eden?" Barron's voice carried through before his camera focused, and his handsome face came into view. He smiled brightly, true joy lighting up his features as he moved his hand up, bringing his face more clearly into view. "Baby, you look beautiful."
She blushed at his words. How was it that just hearing the deep baritone of his voice was getting her hotter than she had been in the shower?
"I had a long lie in. I'm starting to feel more human again." Especially after that shower orgasm.
"You looked so beautiful in your shows." He shook his head ruefully, "I feel likebeautifulis such a tame word to describe you. It's not only your looks but your whole presence on the catwalk...you can't look away."
"Barron..." she was used to compliments but coming from the man she was falling deep into...it made her feel like a shy industry newbie all over again.
"And your Masterclass on walking the runway was so good. I knew from Bailey how incredible you are as a speaker but seeing it was another thing."
"You watched that?"
