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Previously:

I sighed for what had to be the umpteenth time and moved back to the bed, not even bothering to put on some clothing. I closed my eyes and tried to focus on remembering what happened last night instead of my throbbing and hung over head.

Ugh. I hated going first and I hated body shots but as soon as my partner stepped forward. I lost my train of thought.

Hellooo, McFuckMe.

I wondered why everybody laughed. Gosh, I had said that aloud, hadn't I?

I absolutely had to stop my obsession with Grey's Anatomy.


Chapter 3: Silk Ties

I woke up with a feather tickling my arms. His green eyes was staring into mine so intensely for God knows how long. Hurt. Lust. Confusion. Anger. I didn't understand his gaze as the emotions passed through his eyes.

"McFuckMe," I blurted out. As soon as the word came out of my mouth, I mentally kicked myself. I needed to buy a new brain filter. As in now.

He chuckled and handed me a piece of French toast. My stomach reacted to the wonderful smell. "Eat," he said, placing the tray full of food onto my lap.

I took a small bite of the toast and focused on my chewing as he stared at me while I ate. He never removed his eyes from me the entire time and it made me queasy.

"I called you McFuckMe at the bar," I said after finishing the cup of yellow tea.

He scoffed and removed the tray from my lap and placed it on the end table. He raised my chin and scooted closer to me until his thigh touched my hipbone.

"Is that all?" he asked, and I nodded slightly. He stared into me again and I can see the hurt in his eyes. He closed the gap between our lips and he kissed me gently. It was slow and nothing too eager, like he was kissing me because he just wanted too and nothing more. I pulled him closer to me until I was lying on the bed, and he was on top of me.

He broke the kiss and pushed a stray lock of hair from my face and tucked it into my right ear.

"I'm going to make you remember, Bella."

"Every kiss..."

He moved down to my neck and kissed the base of my throat.

"Every touch..."

His wet lips made contact to my breast and I moaned.

"Every sound..."

His hands parted the lips of my sex and teased my core.

"Every thrust..."

He inserted two fingers in me and curled it inside.

His mouth made contact to my clit and sucked it. Lightly, at first, then increasing the pressure, making sure I get used to nothing, while his fingers did the same.

I grasped the sheets tightly and arched my back, squeezing his head between my legs. I could feel my orgasm building up and I silently prayed he wouldn't dare stop. It all seemed too familiar but I couldn't wrap my head around it.

*

His tongue plunged into mine, claiming me forcefully and eagerly. His hands untied the ribbon that held my dress together. He ripped it off my body, making sure that my lips never left his. At the same time, I literally ripped off his shirt from him, with the buttons flying around in every direction. I couldn't help but giggle with the sound of a button hitting the glass window.

I stood before him with only my trivial thong and my lacy bra. He turned me around so my back was facing him. He kissed the nape of my neck, down to my shoulder blades, and then stopped at the top of my bra.

"Where the fuck is the clasp?!" he growled, frustrated when he couldn't find the clasp of my bra.

I laughed and pushed him towards the bed.

"Aren't you just too eager, lover boy?" I smiled wickedly as I stood between his legs.

I pushed him further to the bed and I stood on my knees, trapping his lower body under me. He opened his mouth to say something but I brought a hand to his lips and silenced him. I stared into his green eyes as I dragged my fingers from his lips down to his chest. I started kissing his jaw lightly, my fingers trailing lower and lower until they reached the top of his pants.

"You're wearing too much clothes." I brought my lips down his navel and kissed my way down to the fly of his pants. I lightly traced the outline of his erection, eliciting a guttural sound from him. I chuckled at his response and began removing his pants, making sure that my touches were ghostly.

"Isabel...luh," he warned, panting and jerking up as my middle finger made contact with what appeared to be the tip of his length.

I smiled and I dragged his pants off him, his hips rising up to accelerate the process.

"Seriously?" I raised my eyebrows shooting up with the sight that behold in front of me. He was walking all night, being sex on legs and all, and he was in fucking commando.

Well, fuck me sideways. His package was not one to disappoint.

He chuckled at my reaction and propped himself up with his elbows. "Like what you see, Ms. Swan?"

I narrowed my eyes at him as that McFuckMe lopsided grin appeared on his pretty face. "This," I grabbed his cock with my right hand a little too forcefully, making him groan and wince, "Is going where it's supposed to be."

I pushed him with my left hand so that his back was flat on the bed as I pushed my lacy thong aside. I positioned myself over his cock, teasing it as I slid it back and forth my clit. One of his hands was teasing my nipple, making my head loll back with the combined pleasure.

Without warning, I slid his length inside me forcefully. His hand dropped to his sides and gripped the sheets tightly while I inhaled sharply and bit my lip hard with the sensation. His right thumb played with my clit and his left hand rested on my right hip firmly.

I rode him hard, fast, and furious. I swatted his hands away every time he tried to touch my breasts or my clit. I was in charge and he's not going to mess with that so his hands remained gripping my hips firmly.

I watched his angelic face contort with pleasure as his thrust his hips, meeting my own frantic thrusts. His moans were getting louder and his cock seemed to swell a little more in me so I knew he was close. I leaned back; allowing him to penetrated me deeper and hit my sweet spot.

"Fuck, Bella..." he panted at the same time my head lolled back with the pleasure. My cunt muscles were beginning to contract and I could feel a massive orgasm threatening to explode.

"Fuck!" I bit my lip and stilled on top of him, the roots of my hair and the tips of my toes tingling with the sensation. He flipped me over and fucked me even harder.

I began to writhe beneath him. My muscles contracted even harder, milking him as he continued to move in and out of me. I bit my lip in a vain attempt to hold an operatic scream from coming out but as soon as I felt him explode inside me, there was no going back...

*

"EDWARD!"

My body arched forward as the power of my orgasm ripped through me. My sight was fuzzy and all I could see was a blinding white light. Processing the pleasure I was getting right now and the pleasure from last night that my mind replayed was too much for my brain to handle.

"God, Bella." He kissed me while my body still trembled slightly. "You don't know how much you drive me insane by screaming my name..."

He stared at me with pure, raw, and unadulterated passion and I was so sure my eyes mirrored his.

He slid down until the head of his cock touched my entrance. His finger trailed down and collected my moisture and brought his hand to his mouth, tasting my juices once more. He moaned and thrust himself into me. I moaned at the sensation of my walls stretching to accommodate his size until he was fully inside me.

"Shit..." Edward panted and began thrusting slowly. "You're s-so tight... unghhh...."

My legs wrapped around him, allowing him to push further inside me. My walls clamp onto his cock and my moans got louder, and my pleas became unintelligible phrases.

"Harder... Ed...ward"

"God, Bella..." he grunted. "Say it again."

"Harder!" I barely got the word out as the pleasure consumed me and freed me from the laws of gravity.

"No, Bella." His thrusts slowed down, his words accentuated with hard thrusts. "My name. Say my name!"

He continued moving slowly but hardly, each time hitting my g-spot. After five hard thrusts, he moved faster and faster.

"Oh yes, Edward, Edward... god. That's it..." Edward brought his fingers to my clit, rubbing it roughly as he turned my whole body into a pool of Jell-O.

Just as I thought he was going to come, he pulled out of me and brought his head between his legs and entered me with his tongue. My entire body shook and bucked as I rode out another climax, screaming and chanting his name as if my life depended on it.

Mid orgasm, he rammed his length into my pussy.

"Uhhh, Jesus, Edward. Fuck!" My senses went into overdrive as I felt him release inside me and my pussy contracted for what seemed like forever, milking his cock dry.

"Holy fucking shit, Isabella," Edward whispered as he collapsed on top of me. His body was covered with sweat, and an impish grin was plastered on his face.

I laid there speechless because in all honesty, did anyone actually expect me to have enough energy to speak after that kind of fucking?

My eyes remained close as I listened to the gradual descent of our heart beats. I felt Edward stir and pull me closer to him, his breathing gradually becoming deep and even. As soon as I was pretty sure he was in deep slumber, I slipped out of his grasped and substituted my body in his arms with a pillow.

I grabbed a robe and picked up the surprisingly still functioning alarm clock that I threw a while ago.

10:40 pm, it read.

I tip-toed my way around the room until I got to the wardrobe closet. I smiled mischievously as I found what I needed.

Ties.

Fucking silk ties.

Edward was going to pay for locking me in.


I know. I wont even try to explain why is almost a month late. But I hope you still love my Edward and Bella enough to review... :)