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The Curious Tale Of My Curiosity.

Chapter 10.

"I want to lick your jaw," I told him honestly, my verbal filter having crashed and burned at some point. I was still straddling his lap, but I had discarded my hoodie to reveal my beige Ed Henley top, the top buttons undone as Edward buried his head in my cleavage, his hands rubbing circles in the skin of my hips.

I shivered as he let out a whoosh of air, my nipples tightening against the change in temperature.

He drew his head back, his hair falling in his eyes. "M'kay," he mumbled, shifting slightly beneath me.

"Really?" I asked, hope shining in my tone.

He shrugged. "Why not?"

I placed my hands on either side of his shoulders as I leaned forward, my tongue darting out as I tilted my head, giving his stubbled jaw line a lick. It was prickly under my tongue, but once I started, I couldn't seem to stop, and it wasn't long until I was licking and sucking along the length of it happily.

He groaned, his hands snaking behind me to cup the cheeks of my ass. I hummed against his jaw, wiggling in his lap as he pulled me flush into his erection.

"Fuck!" he muttered as I rolled my hips forward, my lips still attached to his jaw. His hands drifted up, pulling my top up my stomach until it rested underneath my breasts.

"Babe," he grunted. "We gotta stop."

I ignored him, pressing my hips forward again, rubbing against the bulge in his pants. He moaned before swiftly pulling me off his lap and laying me down along the couch. He lay between my legs, his forehead resting against mine as he pinned my hips down.

"You know we can't," he muttered. "I want to, but we can't."

I sighed, knowing that he was right, but not liking it all the same. "You're right," I told him, even though my hormones were crying out for some loving down under.

He shifted us so that we were lying on our sides facing each other, tugging one of my legs over his to pull me closer into him.

"Tell me about you," I asked, suddenly aware that I knew next to nothing about him.

He hummed. "Not much to tell. Born and raised in Alaska with my two sisters, transferred here my junior year of uni, graduated in the spring and make my living by writing an entertainment piece about books, music, and movies every other week for a popular blog."

It was hard to concentrate on what he was talking about when his fingers were playing with my navel piercing, but somehow I managed to multitask.

I could feel myself getting sleepy, my body heavy and comfortable as my eyelids drooped.

I yawned tiredly. "I should get home," I mumbled.

"Hmmm, I hate to break it to you, but neither of us is in any condition to go out walking after midnight," he pointed out.

I sighed. "Hmmm, kay. Watch the Christmas tree for me then." And with that I promptly fell asleep.

AN: lol, god times. Thanks for reading!