LOVELY READERS! My brain has had the worst type of road block with WWDN and WYLEI... I'm sorry :-( I promise you haven't heard the last from Eddie Baby, Bambi, EJ and Snow. I PROMISE!
So I did this little writing exercise to try and get my brain working again and I sort of fell in love with it. So I decided to make it into a mini-fic. Or a two shot... or whatever the fuck you wanna call it.
Big ups to my super awesome betas Krisstar and Jg Rubiesymusica. Both helped TREMENDOUSLY and I cannot believe the atrocity I sent them LOL! Those girls worked hard to get this shit right, you owe them lots of hugs and kisses. To my h00rs... I LUB YOU ALL SOOOOOOOOOO MUCH! FOR RILLZ...
For the Love of Chronic
Bella sighed deeply as she packed her beautiful black and purple streaked, double blown glass pipe. She had gotten it in exchange for a couple of joints she'd rolled.
She cocked her head to the side and looked at the neatly packed bowl before sighing again. "Man… I wish you were chronic."
Bella lit the bowl and inhaled deeply, knowing that even though she was smoking regs, the peaceful calm of THC would hit her soon enough. She started choking when she heard a knock at her door and tumbled off the window seat. She set the bowl and lighter just outside of her window in the flower box. She knew she'd stink of weed, but she'd hoped that whoever was at her bedroom door would be either her mother who thought all strange scents were incense, or it would be her big brother Emmett, who supplied her with weed anyways. Thankfully, it was Emmett.
"Hey'yo little sister!" He said as he walked to her window seat, grabbed her pipe, and tapped the weed down a bit with the butt of the lighter.
"Make yourself at home, Em." Bella rolled her eyes before holding out her hand for the small baggie of weed she knew he had in his pocket. She plopped down at her desk to roll the joint she knew he would ask for.
Bella was a master joint roller; she almost had to be since she was stuck living at home. It was the best way to conceal marijuana. Being a twenty-three year old full time student with a love for pot didn't really leave much money for rent. She would often yearn for the day when she could work more than part time and earn more than nine dollars an hour.
"So I'm meeting with E today, you wanna come with?" Emmett asked in a slightly choked voice while he held the smoke in his lungs.
"Really?" she asked. Emmett never took her while he picked up weed and she was extremely excited at the prospect of going.
"Yeah, sure," he said as he scratched the back of his neck. "I mean, Rose and I are getting married soon so I'm not gonna be able to pick up your green for you. I don't want you gettin' it from some loser who might sell you crap, or worse…"
They both shivered involuntarily at the thought of laced green. Bella's very best friend, Angela, had bought a quarter once from a 'friend of a friend' as a surprise for her long time boyfriend and now fiancé, Ben. Emmett hadn't been able to reach his connection for Angie, so she called a few other people and ended up trippin' balls so bad that neither she nor Ben would touch any weed for about a month after. They never knew for sure, obviously having not gone to the hospital, but Angie and Ben thought it had been laced with X and neither were happy about it.
Bella and her brother were big on staying away from chemicals, as were Angie, Ben and Rosalie. They were really a band of modern day hippies.
Angie and Ben had brought a daughter into the world who was now three years old. Not only did Angie lay off the green for the entire nine month span, but she did not touch the stuff once while she nursed for a year and a half. She also made her own baby food, used cloth diapers, home-made baby wipes and diaper creams, and was often seen with her baby strapped to her back, side or front. She gave the baby a name straight out of a nineteen-sixties hippie compound, Rain. The child's name was Rain. Ben was supportive of course and didn't have any weed in their house until Rain turned two. Instead, he opted to smoke with Bella and Emmett when given the chance. Angie didn't mind.
"Well that sounds cool Em, thanks." Bella licked the joint to seal it before putting it in the small cigarette holder that Emmett had set on her desk when he walked in.
Emmett was jealous of her joint rolling abilities. While it was true that he had actually taught Bella how to roll joints and blunts, she had definitely taken it to an art form. Bella continued to fill Emmett's cigarette case while they finished the only nug she had left. She thought that it was a very good thing that they were going to get some more.
A few hours later, Bella found herself sitting in the driveway of a very nice looking yet, small house on the outskirts of town surrounded by lush woods. When Emmett first turned off onto the dirt road where no house could be seen, she almost wondered if he had gone completely crazy and was going to drop her off in the middle of nowhere and see how long it took her to get back home. Crappy weed made Bella paranoid.
"Ok, so this is E's house. His older brother Carlisle and his wife Esme live with him for now. They don't care that he smokes weed but they're not fans of him selling it. So be discreet, ok?" Emmett was whispering and Bella thought it was ridiculous. It's not like anyone could hear them inside of his very large, fully loaded SUV.
"Sure Em, what ever you say."
Just as they were getting out of Emmett's over priced gas guzzler, a tall, slim man stepped out of the front door of the house. He had erratic light auburn hair and wore no shirt, exposing a very nicely toned upper body. He was wearing a pair of blue and grey plaid shorts that hung low on his hips, exposing The Glorious V that all men worth ogling seemed to have.
"Hey E, how's it hangin' man?" Emmett boomed as they walked up the drive way.
Bella's nose scrunched at her brother's boisterous voice. She hadn't gotten a close glimpse at the weed selling hottie yet, but she was sure she didn't want to be embarrassed in front of him.
Emmett hopped up the three patio steps and did that weird man hug thing where guys grab each other's hand in a fist and go towards each other before pounding each other's back. The entire time Weed Selling Hottie never took the joint from his mouth.
"A little to the left, what about you?" Weed Selling Hottie winked at Bella and she smirked at him. She definitely liked him, especially now that she had heard his low, smooth voice and had seen his impossibly perfect face.
Bella would never come to understand why her brother couldn't have warned her that his supplier was way too hot. When she shook his hand she noticed his blue-green eyes and instantly felt like an idiot in her black capri leggings; long, faded grey racer back tank; and simple leather flip flops.
Bella's mother insisted what she wore was absolutely " in style" based on what all the girls around the beaches wore, but Bella still felt silly wearing it around. If it wasn't so damn comfortable, she most assuredly wouldn't ever have even bought the outfit.
"So who do we have here, Emmett? You're not bringin' narcs to my place, are you?" Weed Selling Hottie winked at Bella again and smiled a lopsided grin that made Bella's thong moist.
She'd have to learn to handle that smile on those perfect, not overly plump lips if she planned on buying weed from him in the future.
"Nah man, this is my baby sister." Bella detested being called Emmett's baby sister. She was in her twenties for Christ's sake!
She rolled her eyes and snorted. After further introductions were made, and a short conversation about where Carlisle and his wife were, incidentally they were signing an apartment lease and Weed Selling Hottie was quite happy about it, they found themselves in a three car garage behind the house. When they walked through the house, Bella had discovered that he house was much larger than she thought it looked from the outside, but she was also high and being high threw off her perception.
In the garage was a four foot wide and five foot long work table that was covered in potted weed plants. Bella could feel the look of amazement on her face. His growing set up was perfect. Top of the line heat lamps hung from poles above the table and there was even a watering system just below the lamps made from PVC pipe.
"It's chronic. It's all I grow and I don't just sell to any fuckers. I only have seven clients." Weed Selling Hottie leaned against the most beautiful car Bella had ever seen.
She was no car connoisseur, but she knew her classics. This was a beautiful deep blue nineteen seventy five Chevy Camaro. She could see the black leather interior and the seats were piped with blue leather that matched the paint perfectly. The car was immaculate and in mint condition. Bella nearly drooled. She also made a mental note to give Weed Selling Hottie a blow job in that car, at the very least.
Emmett and Weed Selling Hottie talked for a bit and Bella just enjoyed watching his mannerisms while he talked to her brother. At one point, Emmett got him to laugh a full on, shoulder shaking, body rocking laugh and Bella knew that after seeing that she was one step closer to dying a happy woman.
Weed Selling Hottie opened a file cabinet that was under the Table O Chronic and pulled out a small scale, a box of Ziplock baggies, and a plastic take out container that Bella had seen Japanese restaurants use for soups. It was full of weed. She walked over to where he worked, weighing a few nugs to put into baggies.
"So how did you meet my brother?" She asked as she leaned against the table, crossing her right leg over her left in his direction. She hoped he'd notice her body language.
"We graduated from the UNF engineering program together."
"Ohhhh." She drew out the word in what she'd hoped sounded seductive rather than like a too curious child.
"So Emmett's gettin' married, huh?" It seemed that Weed Selling Hottie was going to make conversation. Bella was content with that.
"Yeah… Rosalie's alright, but she can be a real bitch when she wants to." E had come to know Rosalie a bit and he fully agreed with Bella's statement.
"He said something about not picking up for you anymore." Weed Selling Hottie reached into the file cabinet again, pulled out a Sharpie and wrote on one of the Ziplock baggies he would soon be filling. "Here's my number, you know, for when you're out. Call me any time."
Bella couldn't help but smile at the adorable look on his face, and out of courtesy she gave him her number as well.
When she got home and decided to pack a bowl, she realized that the amount of weed in the baggie she got from Weed Selling Hottie wasn't right. She got out her scale and noticed that he had given her a quarter for the price of an eighth. Bella fell off her chair.
Bella and Edward were on their third date. After he had given her way more weed that she paid for when they first met, she called him and demanded he let her pay for the excess weed. He'd told her she wasn't allowed, but if she really felt bad about it, she'd let him take her to dinner the following night. That first date was perfect. They had so much in common and by the end of the night, they were making out in his amazing car parked in her parents' driveway. It was the best first date of her entire life.
The second date could only be described as the best second date in the entire universe. Edward had packed a wonderful picnic of chicken salad sandwiches, chocolate dipped strawberries, and topped it off with a can of cheap whipped cream and a six pack of good beer. Bella was in heaven. After that date, she let him feel up her boobs.
On this, the third date, Edward had taken Bella to a small music festival at the beach for the afternoon. They held hands as they walked around the tents where people were selling all sorts of hand crafted goods. They stopped at a jewelry tent and Bella just had to look inside. Edward groaned and made a half grimace half smile but inside, he was elated. The truth of the matter was that Edward had pretty much fallen for her the first time he saw her. He just sort of knew that being with Bella would make him as happy as Emmett was with Big Blond Bitch.
Edward had known that giving Bella the extra weed would give her a reason to call him. No decent person gets that much more weed for free without calling the supplier to find out what the deal is. Kissing Bella had become his very favorite past time and he was hoping beyond hope that he would be allowed to kiss her forever.
Bella browsed through the jewelry tent and most of the things the person was selling were sort of new-age weird things that she wasn't really interested in but just before they left the tent, she found something she loved.
It was a very simple cord necklace made out of a brown suede. On the cord were three purple stones, the middle one being larger that the outer two. The stones were attached to the cord with silver wire that was wound around the stones. It was beautiful and Bella loved it. She touched the stones, smiled and then she saw the price tag.
She snorted. "This woman is insane!" she whispered to Edward.
"I figured as much looking at the shit she makes, but why do you say so?" Edward had walked up behind Bella and put his arms around her waist. Bella was in heaven. She wanted to feel his arms around her forever.
"She wants sixty five friggin dollars for this necklace! It's not even silver! And I bet those stones aren't even real amethysts!"
Edward smiled at the absurdity of his girl. Certainly she knew he would buy the necklace for her if she wanted. Instead of saying anything else, Bella grabbed his hands to drag him out of the small tent. But Edward wasn't leaving, not without that necklace that she fell in love with.
"Hey babe, can you go get us some corn dogs and a drink or something? I'm just gonna run to the car real quick for a towel. It's burning up out here." Edward wiped his hand across his brow for emphasis.
"Sure." Bella smiled before she kissed his shoulder. It was all she could reach without Edward bowing down, and if he were being honest, he'd tell you he loved it. It felt like a special kissing spot just for her.
He watched as Bella walked off and made sure she got to the food vendor safely before turning back and buying the necklace. He was too lazy to actually walk all the way to the car for at towel so he just bought one from one of the tents before going to the spot on the ground that Bella had picked. They ate their corndogs and enjoyed the sound of the ska and reggae music coming from the stage. Jacksonville Beach had a tendency to be overcrowded with shitty parking, but Bella and Edward both loved the music festivals.
Technically, that third date didn't end. Edward had taken Bella home, like the gentleman he was, not assuming that he'd get laid even though it was customary. They were making out in his car again, and he was groping all over her boobs. Bella let out a soft moan and Edward couldn't help the hardening in his pants.
"So, um, I know this sounds completely juvenile, but my mom and step dad aren't home, wanna come inside?" Bella bite her lip shyly as she asked.
She wasn't dumb; she knew men loved when girls bit their lips, so she never tried to stop herself of the habit.
Edward laughed a stiff laugh. "Or we could just go to my place where I don't have to worry about anyone coming home ready to shoot me for feeling up their daughter. Plus, you could stay the night. I'd really like it if you stayed the night."
Bella laughed at his ridiculously large smile. It was like someone had just told a little boy they could have an ice cream sundae for supper. "Okay, but come inside with me while I get a bag." Edward looked at her nervously; he really didn't want to get shot at. Ultimately, he got out of the car; he wanted to know what her room looked like.
They held hands walking up the drive way and Bella only let go to unlock the stubborn door that would only unlock completely if you pulled it hard towards you. She grabbed his hand again before shutting the door with her back and locking it with her free hand.
Again, Edward didn't want to assume things so he offered to stay downstairs. Bella snorted and tugged at his hand so he would follow her upstairs.
Edward sat in her desk chair and took in the room while Bella got down on her hands and knees to look under her bed. She grumbled something that sounded like "damn it" before laying down completely and shimmying her slim body half way under the bed. He smiled at how funny it was. Eventually, she removed herself from under the full sized bed and produced a green duffle bag.
She went around her room filling it with some clothes. Edward looked around the room as she filled the bag. He noticed her walls were painted a light grayish purple color that reminded him of the color purple the sky turned at sunset. Her bed was a simple lightly stained pine, captains' style bed and she had lined the headboard that was essentially shelves, with books. He imagined she liked having the books close by at night incase she couldn't sleep. Her grey sheets were exposed because the black comforter was bunched up towards the end of the bed. Edward was willing to bet that she never made her bed. Her pillow cases were black with grey trim and were sitting crooked at the head of the bed.
Bella didn't have much up for decoration, a few posters of bands, a poster that said "LEGALIZE POT!" with various designs on it that was signed by Tommy Chong and those old Christmas lights from the seventies that had huge bulbs lined the top of the walls. There were a few pictures stuck into the trim of the full length mirror that hung behind her door, but that was it.
"Um, I just need to go into the bathroom for my tooth brush, and we can go." She said. He grabbed her duffle bag and walked out of the room with her, waiting in the hall for her to come back from the bathroom. She stuffed the small make up bag and travel tooth brush and tooth paste into the bag and they left.
Bella should've been slightly nervous. Sure, she wasn't a virgin by any means, but she hadn't ever been with someone so gorgeous. She wasn't sure if her newly acquired self confidence was ready for someone of his level of beauty. She had to remind herself that the past couple of weeks of emails and phone conversations with Edward, as well as the three dates, had all been incredible. She felt like he was made for her. She knew it was way too early to be throwing around words like "love" but she could honestly see herself falling for him. She didn't really know it, but she felt like he had fallen for her already too, and that thought was what squashed any nerves she may have had.
Bella hadn't really seen much of the inside of Edward's house and she was excited to see it all this time. When they got inside, he tossed her duffle bag onto the couch and took her on a tour. The front door opened to the living room with no real foyer. The living room walls were light grey with white trim and the room was furnished with the typical bachelor pad furniture; black leather couch and love seat, two wooden end tables and a wooden coffee table. Yet none of it really matched. Especially the huge, black entertainment center with glass doors. Naturally, his flat panel LCD TV was enormous and he had like twenty different devices in the tall towers that were on either side of the TV. She was sure there were more than a few game systems in there.
On top of the towers, there were four pictures. In the first three were three separate couples and in the last one was Edward with those three couples. She assumed the older couple were his parents, and on closer inspection, she had to be right. He was the spitting image of his father, minus the black hair. He had his mother's light auburn hair.
She felt his arms wrap around her while she looked at the pictures. "That's my parents, Edward Senior and Elizabeth Masen, this…" he pointed to the photo with the tiny girl with long black trendy hair that had her arms wrapped around a tall lanky boy with blond dreads pulled back into a tam, "is my baby sister Alice and her boyfriend Jasper. She's a junior in high school and he's in his first year of college." He could sense that Bella wanted to know how he felt about that, his baby sister dating a college boy. "Jasper's cool. They've been together since she was a freshman, so I can't really complain much. He got accepted to UF in Gainesville but he's going to community college until she can go to Gainesville with him." Bella nodded. She thought the whole thing was incredibly sweet.
"And that," he pointed to the picture of the last couple. A man with sandy blonde hair and bright blue eyes and a girl with light brown hair, almost honey colored with deep brown eyes, "is Carlisle and his wife Esme."
"Wait… isn't the first son supposed to be the junior or third or whatever?" Bella turned in Edward's arms to look at him.
"Yeah, but Carlisle isn't my dad's son. Well, sort of. My mom was married to some dickhead named James that beat the shit out of her when she told him she was pregnant. He didn't want kids; cause kids meant no more coke habit. Anyways, she ran off and went to live with my grandparents to have the baby. She had to have been high to name him Carlisle, I swear. So yeah, she met my dad when Carlisle was like a year old or something and they got married only a year later and have been together ever since. My dad adopted Carlisle when they got married, too. He still wears the gold chain my dad gave him when he married my mom; I think he took the charm off though so he wouldn't lose it."
Bella smiled at the fact that Edward would share this story with her. "Come on, lemme show you the kitchen and stuff."
Edward's kitchen was basic. It looked like he hadn't done anything to it except put in fancy appliances. The counter tops looked like they hadn't been replaced since the eighties and the linoleum flooring was probably updated in the seventies. Bella's touch was clearly needed in this place.
Edward took her to the dining room to the right of the kitchen. It had a table but no chairs and a built in china cabinet. The room had dark wood, ugly paneling and green shag carpet. There was nothing in the china cabinet, but it too was old and dated.
"Edward, have you done anything to this room?" She sort of laughed.
"Nah, I don't ever use it and it's not like you can see it from any room but the kitchen. He grabbed her hand and pulled her out of the entrance of the kitchen. She was met with a second living room that had a large green couch and nothing else. "This is the laundry room… sort of."
"Edward, this is a second living room, not a laundry room." Bella laughed again, but then Edward went and opened some bi-fold doors that were next to the couch. Behind them were a washer and dryer. Bella laughed some more.
He took her down the hall, pointing out that the first door on the left was his music room, the second door on the left was a guest room and the first door on the right was the spare bathroom. Then they were at the end of the hall looking at the door that was dead center.
"So, this is my room." He stepped to the side and let Bella open the door.
She was shocked. The rest of the house seemed to be a mish-mosh of dated walls and bachelor pad furnishings, but his room was gorgeous. It was huge, it could've easily been a two-car garage at one point, and had dark brown painted walls with black trim. The large, California king sized bed was in the middle of the far wall, a simple mission style bed, painted black. The bedding was simple, geometric squares of varying shades of brown with black trim. The pillows were black. On the wall across from the bed was another state of the art entertainment center, only this one seemed like it was made for the room and matched the bed and other furniture. On the wall to the left of the bed was a large dresser with a mirror on top. It was black and matched the bed perfectly. On the right wall was a black micro-fiber couch that looked awfully inviting. On either side was a door, Bella assumed for the master bath and closet. She walked over to the bed and sat down gingerly. His bed felt like heaven and Bella could easily see herself sleeping there every single night for eternity. She hadn't noticed the matching night stands before. Each one had a simple brown lamp on top, but only the one on the right had an alarm clock, phone dock, box of tissues and book. On top of the book was a green glass pipe that looked like it had only had one hit taken from it.
"Wow. Edward, I love this room!" she said as she bounced a little on the bed. "Why isn't the rest of your house decorated this nicely?"
Edward walked to sit next to her on the bed and pulled her into his lap. "Because this is where my most private and personal time is spent, I like to feel the most at ease here. The other rooms are comfortable, but this one is my space that I don't have to share with anyone unless I want to." He nuzzled her cheek and didn't try to hide the fact that her sitting on his bed was giving him a hard-on. "I'd like very much for you to spend more time in my bedroom, though."
Bella smiled and turned to straddle him before grabbing both sides of his face and kissing him hard. When she pulled away, both sets of eyes were crazed and asking the other if this was okay. Edward hoped it was, he hoped hard that it was. It had been entirely too long since he'd gotten laid and to be honest, that last time didn't count since the girl just laid there like a dead fish.
Bella could feel his size through her thin, tight jeans. He was huge and she couldn't wait to have him inside of her. She hadn't had sex in almost a year and was dying for a good lay. She nudged him to lie down as she stayed on top of him and pulled her shirt off. Edward groaned and shifted his hips up to reach hers a bit. She leaned down again to kiss him more, this time she licked his bottom lip, begging to let her in. Their tongues tangled and weaved and moved in perfect harmony. They continued to kiss while Bella's hands skimmed the skin of his ribs, pulling his shirt up. She hadn't seen him shirtless since that first day and she was dying to get another glance.
They broke the kiss only to pull his shirt over his head. Bella kissed her way down his neck and nipped at his perfect skin. Edward groaned again before unclasping Bella's bra and she was so thankful that he knew what he was doing. Sure, it meant he was experienced, but he was also at the very least Emmett's age, and she sort of expected a twenty six year old to be experienced. Besides, she was experienced as well. He groped and pulled at her nipples and she let out a soft, contented sigh. He kissed down her chin, down her neck, down her chest. He kissed across the top of her breasts and between them. He licked her right nipple and blew softly on it, watching it harden. He was in heaven. He sucked her hardened nipple into his mouth and slowly let it out, scraping his teeth lightly against it as it left his mouth. He repeated the process on her left nipple and it felt just as good to Bella as it had the first time.
Bella reached her hands down to his belt and tried to unfasten it. She kept fumbling though and soon she felt his hands reach down and have the belt and black shorts he'd been wearing unbuttoned in no time. She slid down his body, kissing his chest and stomach all along the way, enjoying the reddish colored patch of chest hair in the middle of his chest and the same with his happy trail.
She was squatting in front of his crotch and pulled at his shorts. He took her cue, and lifted his hips to allow her to pull his shorts and boxer briefs off. His dick sprang free, hitting his stomach a bit.
"Holy shit." Bella whispered. Her eyes widened and Edward was worried for a moment.
"What's wrong?" He asked. He palmed her cheek, worried.
"Nothing, absolutely nothing." Bella wouldn't tell him, but his penis was the most beautiful thing she had ever seen. Not too veiny, not too shiny, just perfect. He kept everything nice, clean and trimmed but not bare, and Bella loved it. He was a man and this reddish hair showed it. Oh, and the giant, perfect dick.
She wrapped her hand around it. Her thumb and middle finger didn't touch, having about two or three centimeters between them. He was the perfect width, she knew she was tight, and she could tell she would need a little prep in her lady bits before it would fit inside of her.
She softly moved her hand up towards the head and Edward groaned again. "Shiiiiit." He whispered, drawing out of the word. She moved her hand up and down and up again, this time twisting at the head a bit and rubbing the pre-cum over the tip with her thumb. She watched as his balls tightened with a smile on her face.
She leaned forward and blew on the tip where the pre-cum had settled, she was satisfied when she heard his sharp intake of breath. She knew her next step would be well received.
She bent a little lower and touched the tip of her tongue to the bottom of his shaft. Very, very slowly, she let her tongue flatten out as she drew it up to the tip. Edward shuttered a bit and let out a low growl type sound. She wrapped her lips around the tip of his dick and lowered her mouth, then raised it, sucking on the way up.
"Oh fuck, baby. Fuck, fuck, fuck!" Edward ground out as she continued raising and lowering her mouth on his dick. Her tongue swirled gloriously around the shaft and the tip while her hand moved to massage his balls.
She made one final rise of her mouth before he grabbed her by the shoulders and pulled her mouth to his. He kissed her hard and flipped her over onto the bed, lying on top of her. Bella squirmed a bit; his dick was just so close to where she needed some friction. Before she could squirm again, he was unbuttoning her pants and peeling the skin tight denim off of her thin white legs. He loved her legs; they were long and lean and beautiful.
He kissed the arch of each foot, loving her feet. They were dainty and cute, with adorable little toes and none longer than the big toe. Each little toe nail was painted black and the contrast of her fair skin was beautiful. He kissed the freckle that was dead center of her pinky toe and she giggled. He licked, kissed and nibbled his way up her legs until he was facing her thong-covered pussy. He could see the dampness; see how she had gotten so wet that it seeped through the cotton. He got harder at the sight. He slid his hands up her hips and under the strings of elastic that made up the sides of her underwear. He loved that thong and had planned on keeping them in his nightstand drawer if he could.
He hooked his fingers around the elastic and pulled the thong down. He was elated to see that she waxed almost everything off. She had a tiny little triangle of light brown hair right at the split of her lips. It was a perfect little patch of neatly trimmed hair. He skimmed it a bit with his nose, savoring the way she smelled. She smelled sweet, like honey with a bit of tangy orange. He loved it.
After teasing her and feeling her shift to try to gain some friction, he gave in and licked her clit very lightly. She moaned so he licked again. He could taste her forever; her skin was so soft and tasted so good. He licked her wet skin all along the slit before plunging his tongue inside of her. She moaned again and fisted her hands in his hair.
Bella could hardly have a coherent thought. Edward was good; damn good, and she almost couldn't take it. He was licking her skin, fucking her with his tongue and nipping and sucking her clit and she just about fell over the edge so many times. He nipped her ass cheek a little and she bucked. She had never been into that sort of thing, but she was sure he could make it feel good. For now though, she just wanted his dick in her pussy, where it belonged. He sucked her clit one, two, three more times while his index and middle fingers tickled her G Spot before she finally slipped into orgasmic bliss. Her eyes rolled into the back of her head and her knees clamped tightly together around his head. Her hips bucked forward on their own accord and Edward chuckled, proud to have given her such an intense orgasm.
Eventually Bella lay still, needing a few moments to recoup. "Holy shit… that was… something." She whispered breathily.
Edward chuckled again. "You have no idea how amazing that was, watching you cum like that." His eyes lowered to her nipples that were harder than diamonds and smirked. "I can't wait to do it again."
In one swift movement, he was hovering over her, kissing her intensely. Their tongues mingled and he was about to stop the kiss but Bella grabbed his bottom lip with her teeth and pulled him back down to kiss him some more. She wrapped her arms around his neck tightly. She never wanted to stop kissing him. His lips were so soft and smooth and tasted like all the good food she'd ever eaten.
He pulled away eventually, laughing as he did. "I love kissing you too baby, but I sort of need to wrap my shaft." He nodded to the nightstand where Bella was sure he kept his condoms.
He stayed half on top of her while his torso leaned across her body to the nightstand. He pulled out a brand new box of condoms; Bella noticed that they said size extra large. She knew he most definitely needed that size.
He ripped the box open and pulled out the long string of condoms. Bella laughed "How much sex were you planning on having?"
"Hush you, it's been a while." Edward smirked while he tore the end condom off and opened it up, and then rolled it over his dick. He was throbbing hard and dying to feel the inside of her. He had felt her with his fingers and knew she was tight and warm.
Bella didn't want to use a condom, but she also didn't want to seem like a total whore saying they didn't need one their first time together. Bella was more than covered with her Depo shot; she didn't even get a period. She had only ever gone bareback with one guy who she'd been in a long term relationship with, and her doctor ran a full test every year when she had her pap.
Edward settled himself between her legs and leaned forward. "We are going to be so good together, I know it." He whispered. He kissed her forehead, her nose, and then finally her lips before he pushed himself into her.
And now they were both in heaven. She felt so full and complete and he felt so warm like he was home from a long trip. It was intense. He pulled out and pushed back in at a not quite slow, but not quite fast pace. It was perfect and Bella could feel every inch of him. She was amazed he could fit entirely, to be honest.
Bella could feel her orgasm building and Edward could feel his coming too. But his was coming faster and he could feel that she would need a bit of help going over the edge in time. She just felt so good and it had been so long. He didn't want to be a two pump chump but he knew that he was going to get off before she did. His hand reached down and began circling and rubbing her clit. It wasn't long before he felt her get wetter and then clamp down around him. The sensation sent him barreling into a tunnel of pure pleasure and her eyes were at the end. He crushed his lips to hers to keep from screaming through the orgasm but couldn't prevent the few strangled grunts from escaping his mouth. Bella's short fingernails scratched down his back and it only intensified the feeling.
Moments later, Bella was lying on her back, covered in a thin sheen of sweat with Edward's head on her stomach. She was playing lazily with his hair and the smile on her face just refused to let up. It was the best sex she'd ever had and as tired as she was, she couldn't wait to do it again.
Her smile grew when she felt Edward kiss her belly button, and then kiss his way up to her lips. "You, pretty girl, are ah-may-zing."
"You're pretty incredible yourself there, stud." They laughed at each other before Edward leaned toward the nightstand again, this time producing the green pipe Bella had seen earlier and a lighter.
"I took the green hit last night, but it's still good." Bella sat up and nodded. She was going to patiently wait her turn, but Edward was a gentleman and gave her the pipe and lighter first.
Very few things were better in life than the feeling of post orgasmic bliss combined with getting stoned. They passed the pipe back and forth until it was cashed and Edward dug in the nightstand drawer. He pulled out a small glass ash tray and a baggie of weed.
"Hey, can you pack this real quick? I've got to get something." Bella nodded as she tapped out the pipe. Edward stood and put his boxer briefs back on before leaving the room.
Bella broke apart the weed, got it nice and packed and sat it down on the bed, not wanting to be rude and start without him, especially if he wanted the green hit. When Edward came back, he wore a mischievous smile.
From behind his back, he pulled out the biggest piece of chocolate cake she'd ever seen. And then, he pulled out a half gallon of milk. Bella's eyes lit up and she clapped her hands like a little girl. They sat on the bed eating the piece of cake and drinking out of the carton while they smoked his chronic before they eventually fell asleep. The sex that morning was just as incredible as the night before.
I probably could've made this one big ass o/s but let's be honest, no one wants to read a 20 page o/s. So part two will be up like, NOW, enjoy!