As I caressed his perfectly balanced lips with my own, i knew nothing could - nothing would - interfere with this moment of intimacy. Our moment of intimacy. I pressed my lips harder to his, knowing it would drive him further to the edge. A smile taunted my thoughts. Ever since he changed me, he wanted it rough. There was no longer any need to be delicate with me, in fact, it was my turn to be delicate with him. I bit his lip suggestively. He knew what it meant when I pulled his lip downwards. Even if he didn't get my meaning straight away, the way he groaned when I ground my pelvic area into his told me he understood.
He understood that I wanted to lower my body and slide down his to get my mouth down to his erection of steel.
Edward didn't need to be able to read my thoughts to know that my new body was telling him that soon, he would be expected to release himself within my mouth.
He nodded, not being able to speak in case his voice broke, and him with it. I didn't push him - yet. I wanted him in my mouth before i nudged him over the edge by allowing my venom to taunt his perfect, rock-hard skin. It would give him a sexual burning sensation that he could in no way resist. You will come, I thought, even though he would never hear the words unless I spoke them to him.