Edward was playing piano when he heard her thoughts. They were a mix between hatred and lust. He smirked. It had been this way for many years, though neither chose to admit it. Rosalie was a bitch, and she knew it, and she let everyone else around her suffer for it. But she also lusted after Edward, despite their spats. For the most part they ignored the sexual tension and they had never acted on it. In all the times they'd switched partners, Rosalie and Edward had never fucked.
It was a pride issue. Neither was willing to admit that the sex would be fantastic. Nearly 70 years of pent up sexual frustration and animosity would ignite and neither were prepared for it.
Well, not neither. Not now, anyhow. Edward could hear Rosalie's thoughts, and for the first time in his existence, he wanted to act on them, make each fantasy of hers come true.
He smiled to himself and kept playing.
Rosalie stalked through the room, her blonde hair floating around her head, making her looked slightly crazed and very sexy. Her full, red lips were pulled into an angry pout. Edward wondered what they'd look like wrapped around his cock. His dick twitched.
I wish he'd stop playing that damn piano. It's driving me crazy. If I have to hear that goddamned Clair de Lune one more time, I swear to God… Rosalie seethed in her thoughts.
"Rosalie, why don't you just admit you'd rather me fuck you against the piano so that the only thing we'd hear is the smashing of keys and you screaming my name?"
Her jaw dropped and her eyes darkened. She was angry and aroused a volatile combination. "What the fuck, Edward? I'd never let you fuck me, on the piano or otherwise."
"Are you telling me that in all this time, you've never thought about it? Because, as you are well aware, I already know what you're thinking, and let me tell you, your little fantasies about you and me have kept me quite entertained these last few decades. And, care to explain why you were so hateful to Bella before she became like us?"
Rosalie's mouth opened and closed like a fish. It made Edward's pants grow tighter. He loved that he had made her speechless. Finally, she was about to be put in her place.
"What do you say, Rosalie? You and Emmett used to wreck houses. Why don't we at least kill this baby grand?"
Rosalie was on him before he could barely finish his sentence. Her mouth smashed against his and she roughly parted his lips with her tongue, delving inside. He responded in kind and an epic battle for control over the kiss ensued. There was nothing sweet or gentle about the way they were touching. This would be angry and violent; the kind of fucking that wasn't even reserved for animals or cavemen. Rough vampire sex.
Rosalie moved to kiss Edward's neck, and was not shy about using her teeth. He hissed as she bit down hard, smoothing the wound over with her venom-coated tongue, leaving silvery teeth marks on his shoulder. Not even Bella had marked him that way. In response, he tore open the bodice of her dress, revealing her glorious breasts. Her nipples were so hard; Edward just had to bite down on them. He noticed she already had bites around them, memories of times with Emmett and Jasper, he was sure. He gladly added his own personal mark, and she moaned, dragging her hands roughly through his copper hair.
They continued to disrobe each other, pulling everything to shreds as they desperately sought out each other's bodies. The bench of the piano began to creak in protest as they began to grind their hips together. They ignored it as the bench broke in two and they crashed to the floor. Rosalie had begun a path down Edward's chest and abs. He wasn't nearly as muscular as Emmett or Jasper, but he was still toned and sexy. She licked each cut through his muscles, admiring him on her way down to his glorious cock, which was rock hard and ready for her.
She wrapped her hand around the base of it, and Edward hissed in pleasure, lolling his head back. Rosalie stuck her tongue out to lap up the precum that rested at his tip. She began teasing him, taking the tip of his cock into her mouth, and then hollowing out her cheeks while her hands busily stroked the rest of him, cupping his balls. He moaned loudly as she quickly engulfed him deep into her throat until he was nearly fully inside her mouth. He bucked up his hips as he began fucking her mouth, while Rosalie moaned with pleasure. The vibrations of her mouth in combination with the squeezing of his balls was Edward's undoing. He came deep in her mouth, and she eagerly swallowed around him, catching every drop.
Edward flipped Rosalie on top of the piano, mashing into the keys. Her hands found purchase in his hair as he went straight for her soaking wet center. His tongue stroked her sex from top to bottom, and back again, until he rested on her clit. With superhuman speed, he teased her clit and inserted three fingers into her waiting center, paying extra attention to her G spot. She screamed out his name as she came, and Edward lapped up all her juices.
He stood, pumped his cock a few times, and then thrust hard into Rosalie. She screamed again as he pounded into her relentlessly. Her nails dug into his back as he fucked her harder and harder. Her feet dug into his ass, pulling him in closer. The piano split, and they crashed onto the floor, continuing their rhythms. Edward pulled one of Rosalie's legs up over his shoulder, changing the angle. Rosalie's shrieks grew louder and louder, and Edward's hips moved at a lightening pace. They both came with a curse, he stilling as he came hard inside her, her orgasms pulling him deeper inside her and tightening almost painfully.
They both laid there, until their breathing subsided, and Edward rose. "You owe me a new piano."
A/N: Phew. Is it hot in here, or is it just me? ;-)
I've got more sexy ideas for our sexy vamps, but if you've got any ideas, too, let me know!!!
