"Um…uh…" I had lost the power of speech, it was gone. I had thought kissing Edward Cullen was the sexiest thing ever but I was wrong. Kissing him and then hearing him talk dirty to me was the sexiest thing ever. And it wasn't even that dirty, it was a perfectly innocent thing to say. It was the way he looked at me and probably my own filthy mind at that point that made it sound like he was actually asking to kiss and lick me all over. A part of my brain, the seriously mushy part, hoped he would do so and pay particular attention to my pussy which was in serious need of some TLC right now. It had been waiting for Edward Cullen to give it some attention for weeks and now here he was in the flesh with his sexy eyes looking at me like I was something to eat.
"Are you okay?" Edward repeated. The gravelly sexy voice was still there, though he was more concerned now than he had been before. Probably from my lack of speech. "I'm sorry I've come on so strong, it's just having you near like this and touching you has ruined my self control."
"I don't want you to have self control. I've just spent so long wanting you like this and dreaming about it that now its unfolding in front of me I'm a little…um, what?" He was looking at me with a mixture of amusement and curiosity.
"Dreaming? About me and you? What kind of dreams?" He asked, his green eyes still blazing but now dancing with mischievousness.
"Well, you know… um they were uh…. just dreams about me and you." I stammered out hoping he would drop it.
"I gather that but what do we do in these dreams of yours?" He probed further. He wasn't going to drop this. My face had lit up bright red, I could feel my cheeks burning.
"We are together and you're, um, you're touching me." My face flamed even hotter if that is possible and I looked down at my hands which are now fidgeting in my lap.
"That sounds promising," he purrs, I swear it was a purr. I didn't know men could do that, but Edward Cullen can and it's sexy as fuck. I'm still in his lap so trying to avoid his gaze is difficult but I'm managing it pretty well. His finger comes to my chin and tilts my head up to look at him. "I've had dreams too you know," he whispers, looking deep into my eyes. "Dreams so hot I've woken up with the biggest hard-on of my life and I wanted so badly for you to be there so I could lose myself inside of you. I ache for you."
I gasped, his words were spoken in a low voice. They were so intense and my whole body hummed with pleasure at what he was saying.
"What happened in your dreams?" I asked, my voice sounding husky.
"Oh so I have to tell you mine before you will tell me yours? Well now that just doesn't seem fair seeing as I asked first," he chuckled.
I bit my lip and he stared at it with those intense eyes. Despite his teasing he carried on. "I've dreamed about you in every way possible way. Sometimes they've seemed to go on for hours and I take my time exploring every inch of your naked body and others its been fast and intense. But those are just the dreams about you in my bed. I've had you bent over my desk at work while I pound into you from behind, I've had you riding me on my chair while you run your fingers through my hair and kiss the life out of me, and I've had you in the shower all wet and slippery while I fuck you against the wall."
My heart was pounding so hard I thought it might actually burst out of my chest. My lips had gone dry and I darted my tongue out to wet them, his eyes followed the movement with interest.
"But none of those dreams prepared me for the feeling of actually kissing you and holding you."
"Oh Edward," I exclaimed mashing my lips to his in a quick movement. He grunted in surprise but one of his hands moved quickly to the back of my head and buried itself in my hair while the other wrapped tight around my waist and plastered me back to him. I moaned into his mouth as his tongue made contact with mine again, sweeping through my mouth and rubbing wetly over mine. It was heaven. He dragged his lips from mine and began placing wet, open mouthed kisses along my jaw line towards my ear. I was breathing so hard you would think I had just run a marathon.
"Say it again," he said between kisses. His mouth now reaching its goal and taking my earlobe and tugging it. I moaned even loader then, tingles breaking out over my whole body.
"Mmm, what?" I asked confused.
"My name, say it again," his breath swept over my ear as he whispered and I shuddered hard.
"Edward," I said in the sexiest voice I could muster, hoping he could hear how hot and desperate I was for him.
He moaned loud then and took my lips again, the kiss getting even more intense this time if that was possible. I shifted to get closer to him, pushing my breasts against his chest. He whined in frustration as my position sitting sideways on his lap made it hard to manoeuvre me closer. Finally I decided to be bold and shifted to lift my left leg back and over him, straddling his lap. Our kiss had broken while I moved and he looked at me then with awe. That's right baby, I mean business.
I captured his lips with mine again and sighed at the contact. Kissing him was now my number one favourite thing to do ever, I didn't know how I would ever stop. Edward's hands slid down to cup my ass and push my hips forward to bring my pussy into contact with his crotch. The connection made me gasp, I could feel his length pressing against my aching centre and I so badly wanted our clothes to just disappear so he could slide inside me.
Edward broke the kiss then, breathing heavily. I whimpered in frustration, putting my hands in his hair and trying to pull his lips back to mine. "Bella," he groaned as I undulated my hips against his in a bid to get him to kiss me again. "I need to know if you want this because I'm already finding it hard to stop. If you need to wait…" I cut him off by capturing his lips again. I didn't want him coherent enough to ask if I really wanted this, I wanted him driven so crazy with lust that the only words he can say are "Bella" and "yes". Maybe the odd swear word thrown in there too because he makes cussing so sexy.
He moaned into my mouth in satisfaction then suddenly stood up, his arms gripping my body tight and holding it against his. I yelp in surprise breaking the kiss.
"Not on the sofa," he says in that gravelly voice again. Our eyes meet and I'm shocked to see how dark his green eyes have become. This is horny Edward in all his glory. Fuck, I don't stand a chance.
He carries me through the apartment, which is quite a feat considering all the while I am kissing him everywhere I can reach, mostly his ears and neck. It finally becomes more than he can take as he suddenly backs me up against a wall and slants his mouth over mine again. Plunging his tongue roughly into my mouth again and again.
"You're driving me crazy," he manages to say between kisses.
"Good," I counter back. He pulls me away from the wall and continues to walk down the hallway to my bedroom. I'm impressed at his strength. You can tell from his broad shoulders that he must work out a lot and I often stared at him when he wasn't looking and tried to imagine exactly what his body looked like underneath those power suits. I can't wait to get him naked and see all those beautiful muscles up close for myself. Luckily the bedroom door is already open so he steps through it and heads straight for the bed, bending forward when his knees hit the edge and depositing me on the mattress. He lets me go and backs away, never taking his eyes off me. He starts to unbutton his shirt and I eye his hands jealously as he does it. I move forward and push his hands out the way, wanting to do it myself. He raises an eyebrow and looks at me with amusement, then his eyes drop to my own clothes and start to pull my shirt over my head. I have a momentary panic when I think about what underwear I have on, but luckily it is a nice black lacy set Rosalie bought me one Christmas. She has great taste and I send a thank you to the universe that I chose to put it on today.
Now we are both topless we stare at each other, drinking in all the skin on show. He is, as I thought, well built. He is toned and muscular everywhere, from his smooth chest to his hard abs, he is perfect. I reach my hands out to run them down his chest, just as his own hands make contact with my hips then begin to run up. He cups my breasts through the black bra and then swallows hard.
"You're so beautiful," he whispers. I feel beautiful with him looking at me like that.
I run one hand up to the back of his neck and pull him back in for a kiss. He has to bend down slightly as I am kneeling on the edge of the bed and he is still standing. I start to move back so he has to climb on the bed and crawl on top of me. I sigh with satisfaction when his chest comes into contact with mine and all that lovely skin is pressed against me, all hot and smooth.
My hands move to his pants then and flick the button open before drawing down the zipper. He helps me push them off his hips and he kicks them off his feet along with his socks. Now all he has on are his boxers and I am determined for those to go quick, but before I can start work on them his lips land just above the lacy trim of my bra and start working their way along my breasts. His hands go to my shoulders and pull me up so he can get to the catch of my bra and he flicks it open easily with one hand. He's a pro, I should feel irritated he has so obviously practiced that move to perfection, but I can't feel anything but desperate need for him to keep touching me. After throwing my bra to one side he looks at my bare breast and I try not to feel self-conscious, he wants you you idiot the hard-on in his boxers is firm evidence of that. No pun intended.
After staring at my breasts with his mouth hanging open for what feels like forever, he finally moves his head down and captures one of my nipples between his lips. I gasp and arch my back towards him. Tingles break out all over me and my wet core throbs in response to his ministrations. One of his hands goes to my other breast and flicks the nipple.
"Edward," I moan. He bites down gently on my nipple at that, and pinches the other one hard and I moan again and writhe beneath him, undulating my hips towards him trying to get some friction. The hot dreams were nothing. Having the real Edward in my bed is unbelievable and he's barely touched me yet.
"You're so fucking sexy Bella," he says against my skin and I can feel his breath move over my wet nipples, making my body hum in delight. "I want to kiss every inch of you."
I'm speechless at that, but I don't think he expected a reply as his lips then start to move south towards the waistband of my shorts. His tongue flicks out and tastes my skin every so often as he explores my skin, leaving a trail of fire in his wake. My hands had been running over his toned back, but as he moved lower they sink into his hair again and I run them through the soft strands, allowing my nails to graze his scalp. He moans against my belly and the vibrations make me shiver.
His hands make quick work of my shorts and panties, leaving me totally naked before him. His eyes run over my body with a look of pure lust, but he doesn't look for long and I let out an embarrassing squeak as his lips land on my upper thighs, very close to where I desperately want them right now.
"I've wondered what you taste like for so long now, it's driven me crazy thinking about touching you like this. I need to feel you come on my tongue. Are you wet for me baby?"
Woah, he called me baby. His words crank up my desire and provide a cure to my lack of vocabulary. "Edward I'm so wet for you. Please make me come, I want you so much." That was an understatement.
"Don't worry baby you'll come, repeatedly," he promises with a cocky smirk on his face. On anyone else it would seem arrogant, but I believe his conviction and it sends a thrill through me.
Then his fingers slide up my inner thigh to my pussy and run up my slit gently, without the pressure I so desperately need. I spread my legs a little wider then in a bid to encourage him and he moves his head up my thigh, continuing to plant kisses as he goes.
His fingers are caressing my lightly, just running over my wet flesh but never quite hitting the mark.
"Please Edward," I beg, using his name as he seems to like it when I do that. "I need more, please touch me."
"What do you need baby," he asks between kisses on my heated flesh.
"I need your fingers inside me, I need your tongue on me, please," I plead again with a moan.
My begging seems to have its desired effect as his fingers apply more pressure and one slips inside my soaking entrance. I arch my back in invitation, wanting more of him inside me. If one finger feels this good, imagine what his cock will be like, I think to myself. But then I lose the ability to think when his tongue touches my clit. He runs it round in circles, tasting my wetness, and occasionally running the whole flat of it up and down over the swollen bud. I am incoherent now and quivering all over. I cry out and moan his name, begging for him not to stop.
He adds another finger and fucks me gently, never losing contact with my clit and I writhe underneath him. My orgasm builds quickly, as I was already hornier than I have ever been in my life, and before I know it I am there and screaming his name as wave after wave of ecstasy washes through me. I have never come so hard in my life and his mouth was barely on me for a couple of minutes. He continues to stroke me gently as I come down, then kisses his way up my body. I am breathing hard and my eyes rolled shut during my orgasm. I feel his lips at my mouth as he whispers to me.
"That was the sexiest, most beautiful thing I have ever seen."
"Mmm, that was amazing," I say, brushing my lips against his as I do. I can feel his erection straining through his boxers against me and I decide its my turn to touch.
I reach for the waistband of his boxers and push them down, wanting them gone as quickly as possible. When his cock is free I look down and am impressed, it's huge, wow. I'm not sure if it will fit all the way inside me, but I'm sure as hell going to try. I think back to the time I lost my virginity to Tyler Crowley during college and how stunned I was at the small size of his manhood. Rosalie assured me his was a freak of nature, but now I had the opposite before me. I know which I preferred.
I run my fingers up and down his length, stroking him lightly. He moans and pushes his hips forward, which encourages me to take him in my hand and squeeze before pumping his hot flesh slowly.
"Bella, I don't think I can take that, I'm already so close to blowing. I need to be inside you when it happens."
"Yes please," I want him inside me, now. I wrap my legs around his waist and arch up to get him in position, but he freezes.
"Shit," he says. Uh oh, I hope he's not having second thoughts. "I don't have anything with me, I didn't think to."
"Don't have any wh… oh." I twig then. "It's okay, I'm on the pill and I trust you. I'm clean, I've not had much sex and I've been tested since the last time."
"Okay, I'm clean too. And we're going to have to do something about the sex, though I'm glad you haven't had much," he quips. He relaxes then and moves into position over me, nudging my dripping pussy with the head of his cock.
I gasp at the contact and he narrows his eyes, his mouth dropping open. My hands on his lower back urge him forward and he slips inside me, filling me slowly. My worry about him fitting had not been too far off, he was huge and filled me to the brim. But he made it all the way in to the hilt and I hummed with pleasure.
"Oh Bella," he moaned. He was propped up on his forearms hovering over me and he moved one hand to run it gently over my check.
Our eyes locked and I tried to convey all my feelings for him through my gaze, wanting him to know how important this moment was to me, but not quite ready to say out loud quite how deep my feelings went.
He dragged his hips back slowly then, his cock rubbing along inside me easily, helped greatly by the incredible mind-numbing orgasm he had just given me and all the wetness that had generated. He pulled back until just the head of his cock was inside me, then slowly pushed it back in.
"You feel so good," I moaned.
"So do you," he replied. "Fucking amazing."
He kept up that pace for a while, but soon it wasn't enough and we both picked up the pace of our movements, him slamming into me hard after each withdrawal and me moving my hips up to meet him eagerly with every thrust. Unbelievably, I could feel another orgasm building inside me, which was bizarre considering having an orgasm during sex had been so beyond me before. I really must have been with the wrong guys, Edward really knows what he is doing, although I also thought my strong feelings for him were probably fuelling my desire.
One of his hands moved down to draw my knee up higher so it was closer to his shoulder and he sunk into me deeper on the next thrust. We both groaned at that and he went wild then, thrusting harder. I didn't think making love with Edward could possibly get better but it did, as my pleasure reached new heights and my orgasm ripped through me unexpectedly.
"Edward…mmm…mmm coming," I managed to get out before the pleasure became so intense all I could do was ride out the waves of my orgasm.
"Yes, Bella, yes," Edward cried, slamming into me once, twice, three times, before crying out my name again as he came inside me.
I lay in a daze for a while, stroking his back while he recovered. His face was pressed into my neck and he was breathing heavily. We were both covered in sweat, but it felt so good I didn't want to move. He lifted his head and looked at me, his green eyes looked warm and happy. I smiled at him, feeling utterly blissed out.
"That was incredible," he said, mirroring my smile, but his was perfect.
Even though he had just finished making love to me and given me two amazing orgasms, his smile made my heart splutter and speed up again. I don't think I will ever get enough of this man, and he's all mine.
Though I still had a seed of doubt in the back of my mind. I had no doubts about my feelings, I knew I loved him. If I hadn't known it before tonight I certainly had no trouble admitting it to myself now. And although he had come to me with romance and said so many beautiful things, I was sure he couldn't feel this same intensity that I did, this love. But I hoped in time he would grow to love me and I hoped he gave us a chance. I had just slept with him, given him everything I have and asked him to help himself, which he had. I hoped he didn't think any less of me, he didn't even have to buy me dinner, heck he didn't even have to take me out for coffee. I needed him to know I'm not that kind of girl, it was just his super powers that made me weak.
"I don't usually do this," I said quietly, sounding every bit as vulnerable as I felt.
"What, have sex? I know you said, it's okay, like I said I'm glad. I'm jealous of any guy who has had the pleasure of touching you." He said trying to reassure me.
"No I mean I don't usually sleep with someone so quickly. I just lo… like you so much I couldn't stop myself and I really really wanted you. I don't want you to think I'm easy and I don't want you to go away now you're here. I can't lose you." I hoped he didn't notice my near slip up. I could feel my face burning with my humiliation, but hopefully he just thought I was pink from the amazingly hot sex.
"You're not going to lose me," his eyes were wide and filled with concern. "I thought I made it clear before. I came here to tell you I want to be with you, that I want to take you out, do this right. I knew I shouldn't have let myself get carried away, I just couldn't help myself. It was like everything I had held back since I met you, all the feelings and fantasies and wet dreams, just came out and I couldn't stop. Please know that I am not going anywhere, there's nowhere else I would rather be than with you."
My eyes had filled with tears as he spoke and I bit the inside of my cheek to keep them at bay. I didn't want to cry after we had just made love, he would think I was crazy.
I nodded my head. "Okay, sorry for freaking out there." I said in a small voice.
"Don't apologise," he said tenderly, stroking my face gently. He leaned in and kissed me then. Nothing hot and heavy, he just gently touched his lips to mine. I sighed and my eyes slid shut.
We kissed like that for a long time until we became uncomfortable in our position and had to move.
"Would you like to stay," I asked, hoping he would.
"If that's okay," Edward said back with a grin.
"Of course, I, um, don't have anything for you to wear," I said.
"Well I'll just go commando if that's okay with you. In fact I think you should too so I don't feel singled out," he said with his green eyes sparkling.
"We wouldn't want you to feel singled out," I said, with a ridiculous grin on my face.
We both took our turns using the bathroom before getting comfortable in bed. He pulled me into his arms, my back against his chest, and buried his face in my neck. I could feel him breathing and found it soothing. I was sure if I wasn't so tired it would have started up my lusty thoughts all over again, but instead I drifted off into a deep sleep.