He was here, he was actually here. She felt the warmth escaping his body, edging her closer to him. Her room seemed smaller now that he invaded it. She backed away slowly as he approached. She tripped on her carpet and fell back on her bed. Wide eyed she looked at him come over her and brush his lips to hers. He really liked teasing her. She moaned of the pleasure. There, that must have made him go crazy. She felt his hand move from her waist to her breast, softly moving his thumb over the most sensitive area until her treacherous body made her nipple to a hard bud. She moaned once more and Edward pressed his mouth to hers with such forced it drowned out the sound.
He slowly moved his mouth from hers letting her breathed. His lips were creating a fire inside her that she had never felt in her life. He took off his shirt and did the same to her. He groaned with disapproval seeing she had a bra on. He slowly bent down and licked the lump of her breast and slowly slipped both straps off her shoulders. He moved the lace cups way and slowly, very slowly licked the small bud. "Edward..." Bella moaned. He lifted his head to find her eyes closed and mouth open. She slowly opened her eyes and saw the hunger he had reflected in her beautiful chocolate brown eyes.
"I know you hate me," she said breathlessly. "Does this feel like hate?" he asked. He bent his head once more and lightly bit the hard bud and pulled slightly. Her body arched in response. "You didn't answer my question," he said moving his hand lower until he felt the tickling hair and the beautiful moist femininity of her. He thrust his hand on her sensitive moistness. He cried out loud and her torso and lips moved in synchronisation with his hand. "Does it? Does it?" he said quite strongly. She moaned what sounded like a no. "What does it feel like?" he asked half screaming his hand thrusting harder and she went wild under him. The hunger he felt for her was almost overwhelming, but he had to know what she felt. "How does it feel?" he screamed the question and she cried out loudly.
Her breasts were inviting him. He wanted to taste them bite them and feel the reaction out of her. To hear her cry out his name, to feel her thrust her body against his.
Her hands went to his chest and pushed him on the bed, turning her over. "What do you want?" Edward asked huskily. I want you inside me Bella said. He lifted his head and kissed her. His tongue tasting her, exploring her. She moaned against his mouth. His hand cupped her breast and the other went to her lower back gluing her body to hers. His lower body thrust against hers and she let out a moaned of disappointment. "Is that what you wanted?" he asked. "No," she said rubbing the bulge in front of his jeans. She watched him close his eyes and cry out her name. She squeezed a little and said "I want you in me." A deep groan came out of his mouth. For a second he found his rationality. He shot straight up, put on his shirt and, without looking at her, went outside for a jog.
Why did she leave him? He thought as the wind was blowing in his face. After an hour jog, he found himself in front of her door. He needed to get rid of the pain she inflicted on him years ago in her small fragile body. He barged in seeing her completely naked, the way he left her, on her bed, her eyes seemed to just open from her sleep. He walked over to her, viciously stripped butt naked and thrust himself into her making her body jerk. "I hate you!" he said as he thrust himself deeper into her making her cry out louder than before. He kept on reminding her how much he hated her.