Hi my lovely readers. This is my first Twilight Fanfic though I've been reading them for years. I hope it's good Gimme some review love please!
DISCLAIMER: I DON'T OWN TWILIGHT IN ANY WAY I WISH I DID THOUGH!
My eyes flickered to his warm bronze locks, glowing softly in the gentle ambience; his dusky pink lips shaping beautifully to pronounce even more beautiful words.
"I love you."
"I need you."
"God, you're so beautiful."
His supple nimble digits trace the imaginary line from the shell of my ear down to my collar bone and round over the peak of my breast. My breathing hitches, his sinfully good hands tease and unwind me, making quick work of my clothes.
His hot, moist mouth flutters small kisses all over my chest, drawing out long moans from my lips, his tongue dabs, licks, suckles at me, forcing me to cry out. His fingers trail across my belly, his tongue dips in and licks my navel. I whimper with need and she shushes my before bending and taking a long lick of my delicate folds. My body is on fire, burning and aching, he is torturing me. So quickly I don't notice, the rip of foil echoes in my ears and he is inside me pushing through my boundary and it feels so right. I feel complete and full of him, we move together in a secret sync just meant for us. He bends forward and whispers in my ear.
"I love you Bella, from the moment I met you...ahhh."
The overwhelming pleasure silences his declaration as the feeling intensifies a sprung coil in my stomach starts wind tighter and tighter. I feel like something is approaching, I don't know what it is but I want it. His hips start thrusting and bucking uncontrollably and I know he feels it too.
"Ungg... Edward, don't stop, I-I ahhh."
The feeling silences me too. Then so easily I fall, over the edge the feeling is unbelievable my heart, ears, mouth explode with the incredible feeling it's like fire cracker exploding all over my body. He slowly stops thrusting pulls out of my and lies beside me, wiping me brow and smiling his gorgeous crooked smile.
"My Edward." I call.
"Bella?"
There's something wrong with the way he's saying my name, it sounds confused unfocused.
"Bella?"
He calls again, my brain starts to unfogg at the sound of nervous sniggering. I open my eyes and am greeted with the entire senior class at Forks High watching me and Mr Cullen like a tennis match; backwards, forwards, backwards, forwards. Jessica Stanley tosses her hair and remarks.
"Gawd, the freak can't get any cock so she dreams about the teacher, how pathetic."
The class snigger at this too, my face burns a deep crimson with shame and embarrassment. Mr Cullen comes over to me and asks to see me after class. I bow my head for the rest of class wallowing in my humiliation.
"Ms. Swan?"
He calls, at the end of class.
"Yessir?"
He wrings his hands and sighs
"I know how you feel, don't do it in class, here's my cell"
He passes a paper to me with his number on it and ushers me out of the classroom. I smile and bitee my lip. I knew he wanted me.
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