A/N: This is my entry for The Lemonade Stand's Flash Fic Friday for 9-27-13. If you have never been to TLS, please check them out! They have wonderful rec's to keep you entertained for days :). I wrote this for some more writing practice. There is a gif attached with this story. Check it out 2013/09/its-flash-fic-friday_
He slams the door behind us, locking it.
"Edward, please. We can't. Not here. They're out there! They'll come looking for us soon," I plead backing away from him. I don't escape far as I come into contact with the desk.
He's leaning against the door looking at me through burning emerald eyes. Almost like a predator stalking his prey. He has me right where he wants me. The thought terrifies me, excites me. Makes me wet.
"Then I guess we better make this fast."
He walks slowly towards me stopping right in front of me. I can feel his body heat and smell his cologne. As he reaches down to grab the hem of my shirt, he leans in to whisper, "Do you know how fucking crazy it makes me seeing you with him? To see him touch you, kiss you?"
My shirt is gone and lips are crashing to mine. I moan at the feel of his tongue pushing into my mouth. His taste is heady, addicting. I can't get enough of him.
I push my hands into his hair and pull. He brings his own hand up to grab my ponytail and yanks my head back.
"You are mine," he growls as he attacks my neck. I feel his hardness against my stomach. It makes me moan.
"These are mine," he states as he grabs my breasts. His hands continue south to yank my jeans open and down.
"And this is mine." He doesn't hesitate to claim me with his long middle finger. There is no teasing as his palm grinds into my clit. His lips attack mine again swallowing my cries of pleasure. Expertly he brings me closer and closer to the edge.
"Say it when you come on my fingers."
Exploding around him, "Yours!"