Smut University

Homework Assignment #1

Use the picture prompt to write a lemon in the perve swerve style which you are most comfortable with.

Perve Swerve Style #2 – The Naughty By Nature

"I miss you."

I read the text but don't respond, trying to stick to my guns this time.

Of course I miss her, too. That's a given. But she clearly doesn't miss me enough to come out with the truth.

"Please talk to me."

I want to turn my phone off, but think better of it. It's been two weeks since I gave her the ultimatum. We've been hiding our relationship for six months, and I'm ready to move forward. I thought she loved me as much as I love her, but that doesn't seem to be the case.

So what if I'm ten years older than her? So what if she's my little sister's best friend?

We're both consenting adults and clearly able to separate our relationship from our friendships. I want to be with her, out in the open … to start a life with her.

My phone chimes again and my heart is in my throat as I read her latest text.

"We'll tell her tonight. I love you."

Instead of responding, I grab my car keys. I'm standing on the porch of her house before I know it, knocking frantically.

The door swings open, revealing my love with red-rimmed eyes. "Did you mean it?" I ask in lieu of a greeting.

She smiles widely, nodding her head. "I don't know what I was waiting for."

"Doesn't matter," I tell her, hands on her shoulders, pushing her back into the house. I kick the door shut with my foot as my lips descend on hers. "I love you, Bella. I want the world to know that."

Our tongues dance together as I move our bodies toward the stairs. My kisses move to her jaw and neck, and she lets out a moan when I suck on the spot behind her ear that she loves so much.

"I love you, too, Edward," she says breathily. "So much."

Her fingers tangle in my hair, scratching, pulling, driving me crazy. She knows what that does to me. I grunt as I lift her shirt, pausing my kisses to whip it off of her body. Her hands go to the hem of my T-shirt, so I grab it by the back of the neck and take it off. It gets tossed somewhere in the foyer.

"I need you, baby," I growl into her neck as I resume kissing her. Our bodies meet, skin to skin, while I bury my hands in her long, silky hair. I know the heat between our torsos will be nothing compared to the heat between her legs.

We move together toward the stairs again as my hands roam her back. Hers are on my waist, scratching and gripping tightly while she nips and licks at my neck. When we hit the steps, our minds are in sync. We won't make it to her bedroom.

Bella's hands reach for the button of my jeans at the same time I begin to open her tiny shorts. Our fingers fumble as we begin to ascend the stairs. I take advantage of her body being a step higher than me and suck a nipple into my mouth while I work her shorts over her hips. She moans and steps out of them as she moves up another step.

By the time we're halfway up the stairs, my jeans are loosened and falling down my hips. I push her down onto her back, and her legs automatically wrap around me. We're like magnets, drawn to each other in a perfect rhythm.

I shamelessly dry hump her, causing us both to moan, but it's not enough. I slip my hand between our bodies and into her white, cotton panties. Something about her simplicity drives me wild. As much as I love satin and lace, her unassuming choices turn me on even more.

"Fuck!" I yell when I encounter her abundant arousal. "So wet for me." I bite down on her earlobe as I push two fingers inside.

Her back arches up off of the stairs as her hips move to meet my hand. She whimpers as I hit her sweet spot. "Please," she begs.

I know her body better than she does, and I play it just how she wants it, twisting and thrusting my fingers inside of her while my thumb rubs her clit. "Come on, baby. Let me feel you."

My words are her undoing. She comes hard and fast on my fingers, soaking my hand and screaming out her release.

"So fucking gorgeous," I tell her, pushing her hair back off her face and kissing her mouth again.

As soon as she's recovered from her orgasm, her feet are at my hips, pushing my jeans down my legs. Going commando has its advantages, because my cock is free and in her hand in no time. While she strokes me, I work her underwear off her legs and toss them behind me.

I line myself up with her center and look into her eyes. I can see her love for me reflected in her gaze. As if she knows what I need to hear, she whispers, "I love you."

"I love you, too," I tell her as I push inside swiftly.

We both gasp at the feeling, having been apart for the last two weeks—two weeks too long. "I'm not gonna be without you again," I tell her softly, in direct contrast to the fast pace our bodies are setting. But we both need this. We've made love countless times since we met and started this relationship; sometimes it's slow, and sometimes it's hard and fast, but it's never without feeling and emotion.

I think I knew she was it for me the moment I laid eyes on her. I had just moved home after living in New York City for several years, and my sister decided to throw me a welcome home party. Being Alice's best friend, Bella was there that night.

Our eyes locked from across the room and I was hooked. I knew I'd find a way to meet her, but thankfully Alice introduced us. From the second I touched her hand in greeting and met her eyes, I could tell she was as far gone as I was.

"Harder, babe," Bella cries out.

I tuck my hands under her body and lift her slightly off the stairs, changing the angle and saving her back from a beating as my hips respond to her request.

"So good," I tell her. Our bodies are molded together, but I pull back so I can watch her. "So beautiful."

"Close," she whimpers.

I keep my eyes on her as I hit her sweet spot over and over again. I'm doing my best to hold back. I need to see her come first, and a few more thrusts are all it takes.

She shatters in my arms, crying out my name, and I follow right after her. I'm nearly blinded by the intense release, although it's no surprise. It's always been intense with Bella.

We're both panting for breath as I hold her body to mine on the stairs. Her fingers scratch soothing circles on my scalp as she hums in contentment.

We're still coming down from our high when we hear the front door open.

"Bella?" Alice calls out. "Why is my brother's car parked in the driveway?"

I expect Bella to cringe or shy away, as she's done every other time we've nearly been caught. But I'm pleasantly surprised when she giggles underneath me.

"No time like the present," she whispers with a smile.

As I look into her eyes, I see nothing but confidence. My smile grows as I kiss her lips quickly.

I hear a gasp from the bottom of the stairs, so I move my body to make sure I'm covering as much of Bella as possible. I look over my shoulder and see the shocked face of my sister.

"Hi, Alice."