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I woke up warm and feeling very pleased with myself. This holiday was turning out more than just nicely...it was fantastic! Only a few days in and I already had a beautiful woman in my bed, stroking my ass. She probably thought I was still asleep but I'd woken up the minute she had shifted down the bed. I'd always been a light sleeper.
I grinned into my pillow, waiting to see her next movement knowing that best of all she didn't even know I was awake. I felt her reach forward and her weight shifted before she licked my back softly. I felt myself twitch, despite lying face down on the bed; that was hot. I felt her do it again and was painfully aware of a little problem going on down under. I didn't want to roll over - I liked whatever she was busy doing to my backside, but lying in this position with this hard-on was becoming more and more excruciatingly painful.
And then she bit me.
It was surprisingly painful.
She was obviously unaware of the strength of her bite. I shot out of bed (with a small and maybe girly little squeal) and stood staring at her shocked, while rubbing my ass. I could feel her teeth marks in a small circle on my right cheek. God damn it though, that was a good way to wake up!
Bella just sat there with her hand over her mouth, trying to hide her smile.
"Bella! Ow! That really hurt!" I said, half turning to show her the huge spreading red mark on my ass. I watched her eyes bulge, before she burst out laughing. She just sat there laughing at me, while my ass burned in pain. This was almost as bad as when Emmett rugby tackled out of the window!
"Bella. This isn't funny!" I said, shocked by her outburst. Didn't she realise my ass would never be the same?
"It is a little bit!" She laughed, making my heart skip a beat. She looked so immensely beautiful at that moment. The light shining through the room over her head, lighting up her tousled sex hair (yes, sexy sexy sex hair) and the silhouette of her body. She sat in the pile of sheets naked, and not caring, as she laughed at me. Her lack of embarrassment at being naked thrilled me; she was so confident and happy.
I wanted to continue playing with her though, only to keep her laughing; it was such a beautiful care-free sound.
"I don't see how this is funny at all Bella. In fact, I rather think you're being very mean to me." I said in an offended tone, crossing my arms and shutting my eyes. I waited for her to surrender to my upset. Waiting for her to beg my forgiveness. She'll have to get on her knees and if she doesn't, I'm going to jump on her and fuck her.
But a few seconds later, Bella burst out laughing again.
"Oh, I'm sorry Edward, but I can't take you seriously - not when you're naked and...like...that!" She collapsed on the bed.
I glanced down. It was true, I had a raging hard-on, but could it be helped? Bella was writhing on the bed, her chest heaving, laughing in such a luxurious and attractive way and I was only a man. No one could resist that.
While she wasn't looking, I climbed onto the bed and crawled over her. She opened her eyes and smiled at me, sweetly, still giggling. I couldn't help it either and joined in with her, even though we were laughing at me. Or was it with me? It didn't matter. All I knew as I collapsed on top of her and buried my head in the crook of her neck as we laughed, was that Bella's laugh was very contagious. I kissed her; many kisses all along her neck and collar bone, enjoying the feeling of her soft, warm skin beneath my lips, especially as it shook with her laughter. She reached up and slowly rubbed her fingertips in my hair, massaging my scalp before running her hands down my back in wavy lines, digging her nails in slightly on the turns.
I could feel that feeling deep inside me (and it happened a lot around Bella), the one where every touch and caress was building up in my dick. I was hyper sensitive to Bella, suddenly aware of the touch of her naked body under mine. The places where we were moulded together. Her thigh beneath mine, her other one at the knee, cradling me, giving me better access. Her breasts under my chest, pushing against me. Everywhere she touched me were tingles and sparks, lighting that fire in my groin; I needed more than just laughter to release this tension.
I pulled myself up to her mouth, keeping my hands on her waist, stroking her softly. I could feel her smiling beneath and it made me smile too. If she's excited, then I'm excited, I thought.
And I was definitely excited.
Although I was very modest with my hand movements (partly due to balance but also slight payback), Bella was not.
She'd obviously remembered from last night my favourite places. She lightly stroked my stomach, the tops of my thighs and my sides, reaching over my back in slow, languid movements. But she stayed away from my dick, keeping her hands in safe areas, teasing all my senses awake. As if I wasn't already! I reached down and hitched her other leg over my hip, enjoying the feeling of the tight embrace her legs had me in. It also went unnoticed that, in this new position, with our naked bodies, there was nothing between us, and I took advantage of this by rubbing my length along her opening, enjoying the way she slightly twitched every time it came near her clit. Bella broke our kiss, to sweep her smiling mouth along my jaw.
"Edward, if you wait any longer, I'm going to have to do something naughty". She whispered biting her teeth together in a loud snapping sound, reminding me about the earlier biting incident.
I quickly thrust into her.
She threw her head back into the pillow, leaving her neck vulnerable and exposed. Just as I like it, I thought, reaching forward and placing open kisses up and down her windpipe, still smiling to myself.
I pulled myself slowly out before slamming in again, loving the feeling of being buried deep in her. She met every single one of my thrusts, pushing her hips up to mine. The contact of our pubic bones as they met was arousing and forceful; Bella had definite sexual prowess.
And it was all mine, I thought gleefully, seizing her lips between mine and sucking on her lower lip. I forgot about trying to keep balance and reached out to touch her breasts, enticed by memories of last night and her soft little pert nipples pressing into my chest. She held on tight to my sides as I flicked her nipple between my fingers, making sure to keep up my pace down below. She bit down on my lip gently, probing it with her tongue. The feeling inside me was growing by the moment; I could feel it like a growing bubble.
Only Bella could do this to me.
She moaned loudly in my ear before stopping beneath me. Just the sight of her with her head thrown back, her body tensed and not to mention her chest thrusted upwards towards my face, made me fly sky high. I leaned forward on my arms and bit down on my lip forcefully giving one last powerful thrust, letting myself cum inside her.
My head spun and the world was multicoloured before my eyes. All flashing stars and bright colours floating in front of me. I collapsed onto her heaving chest, having trouble myself breathing. I was too wrapped up in that magical feeling that only came with Bella.
Lying there, Bella resumed stroking the tufts of my hair with her hands. The effect on me was contradictory; it was very...stimulating on the one hand (there is only so long you can go before starting to imagine what else she could be stroking like that) but it was also very calming and soothing. It was washing away all of my thoughts (except the bad ones and let's face it, the best ones) and leaving me feeling like a satisfied cat that got the cream.
I placed a kiss upon her breast, before kissing a trail back up to her mouth. Without even pulling myself out of her, I began to get hard again, unable to resist the temptation of her naked body beneath mine.
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"We could go to the beach?" I suggested over my newspaper, watching Bella as she buttered some toast. She looked really cute in my large shirt with the sleeves rolled up. The way she was standing in the window meant that it was also completely see-through. But I wasn't going to mention that just yet. She seemed blissfully unaware as she stood at the counter.
"I haven't been to the beach yet." She agreed in a non-committal tone. "Could be cool".
She shrugged and walked over to look over my shoulder. "What do you think?" She asked, ruffling my hair. I reached up to flatten her hand on my head. Was she honestly asking what I thought about watching her parade around on the beach in the bare minimum of clothing? Well, I happened to think it was a FUCKING MARVELLOUS IDEA.
"Yeah, I think it'll be fun," I said, folding up the newspaper, and turning back to look at her, keeping her hand in mine and swinging it between us.
"You almost done?" She stuffed the last piece of toast in her mouth and drew her hand up to lick her fingers.
Slowly, she licked each finger, running her tongue along the edges, flicking out to circle the tip. My mind started to go crazy with lust and all I could see was Bella's tongue around me and on me. When she got to her index finger she sucked the entire thing, letting it come out of her mouth with a small 'pop' sound, smiling at me mischievously. She leant down, letting her hair fan around my face. I was having a hard time keeping sane with her scent surrounding me and my shirt falling dangerously low on her chest. The further she leaned down, the more trouble I had keeping my eyes on her face.
She pressed her lips to mine, pushing them open with her forceful tongue, moulding my lips to hers. She kissed me repeatedly, and passionately. I was tempted to stand up and embrace her (and maybe fuck her) but the way her lips were so unyielding kept me down seated. Breathless, she drew back and kissed my forehead.
"Give me ten minutes", she whispered huskily before sauntering out.
Teasing is not fun.
I glanced down at my raging hard-on, unsurprised by its presence. It's not like I would have been able to go through that sexy show of licking her fingers without, at least, some form of excitement. But now I was left in a most undesirable state and with no one except myself to aid me. And I had plenty of new visual aid to help me, I thought, unzipping my jeans as I went into the bathroom. It didn't take that much effort to get myself going over Bella. Just a sliver of skin or a curve of breast and my imagination was crazy. And to think I was never been an imaginative child!
It seemed that I was constantly in a state of stand-by with Bella, always vigilant and ready for action. And what amazing action! My thoughts floated back to last night and the new predatory feelings that were growing in me. I felt like a man, albeit a beast of a man. Bella made me feel powerful, strong, and masculine and I liked the person I became when I was around her. Especially in bed...
After finishing my business, I packed up my beach towels, and sun lotion (oh, the possibilities!) and my most recent violent thriller. Not that I'd have any time to read, I knew exactly what I was going to do once on the beach. And it involved nakedness, sex, more nakedness and more sex.
It was going to be great.
I charged down the stairs to Bella's apartment before pounding on it with my fist. I sounded like an angry beast. Or a sex-crazed fiend. Bella answered after a second, her face flustered and a big bag in her hand. She smiled up at me and I was shocked once again at how beautiful she was.
"Okay, so I think I've got everything. Let me just lock up." I admired her ass as she hauled the bag onto her shoulder before locking the door.
We made our way to the front of the building and down the road to where I had parked my car. I popped open the boot and loaded it up with our bags. A day at the beach in the sun with the salty water sounded like just the kind of thing I felt like today. The sun was burning down on us with clear blue skies and no breeze at all.
"God, it's so hot!" Bella complained, fanning herself with her hand. Yes, it is quite hot, I noticed as her top rode up. Very hot. I told myself to calm down; the speed at which my mind jumped to sex was slightly worrying.
Every thought, every action was somehow related to fucking Bella.
Or led to thinking about fucking Bella.
I didn't know if we were going to make it to the beach safely. After a brief fling with the radio, Bella and I decided to turn it off. The radio station was crap, and anyway, the sound of angry Italians with road rage was much more entertaining. We didn't speak much during the trip and although I was slightly upset by that, I didn't really mind altogether. There was something very pleasant and calming about Bella's presence that meant that our silence was very comfortable.
The moment we arrived, Bella was out in a flash, running around the car and grabbing our bags. I could feel the sand underfoot and the heat it radiated almost burnt my toes. I carried our bags towards the beach, with the umbrella tucked safely under my arms. Bella picked our spot on the beach, close enough to the sea yet not too close that we would be interrupted by the passers-by. It was a perfect choice and I quickly ripped off my top, leaving my swimming trunks on. I turned back to see Bella wiggling her hips out of the denim shorts.
My heart (and my dick) saluted the green bikini of wonder.
And apparently, I wasn't the only one who had noticed the sheer amazing-ness of Bella in this bikini. I guaranteed there wasn't a more attractive woman on this beach than her. I gathered Bella into my arms and kissed her passionately, just because I'd gone too long without kissing her.
And because she was mine.
And because I could only go so long before my resistance waned and I fucking attacked her. She broke it off first, pushing slightly on my chest. I opened my eyes to see her blushing red.
"What is it?" I asked, rubbing her arms.
"Edward! We're in public! You're making everyone stare!" She hissed at me, covering her face in her hands. Bella the vixen was scared of a little display of public affection? I glanced around, and indeed, there were a huge amount of people staring at us.
"Bella, Bella, Bella," I peeled her hands away and stared into her wide eyes, "I'm sorry." Before sweeping in and kissing her again, despite her obvious wishes. I held the back of her hand with my hand and wrapped my other arm around her in a tight embrace pressing her into me so she could feel how much I needed her love at this moment. Pushing my lips onto hers, I roughly parted her lips, tasting her and probing her with my tongue.
After a few seconds of hitting me ineffectually with her small fists, she just gave up and threw her arms around my neck and pushed into me with her hips. Her passionate swap turned me on even more, my ego boosted by her surrender. I daringly ran my hand down her back and cupped her ass quite roughly, hoping to see her shocked face and blushed cheeks.
But she only replied by running a hand down my chest to the waistband of my swimming trunks. Fuck, I thought, as she slipped her hand in. I'm sure we were being very obvious about this. But I wasn't going to stop before Bella did, and it seemed neither was she. Her hand encircled my dick, applying pressure and rubbing up and down its length.
She was so warm and soft, the stuff of my fantasies, and I felt my eyes roll back into my head as she masterfully stroked me. "Bella...uhh". I moaned into her hair, moving my hand from outside her bikini briefs to inside, feeling and groping her soft ass, but she immediately removed her hand out of my trunks and stepped back in my arms, smiling at me wickedly.
"Oh, Bella. That was cruel." I pouted. How could she tease me like that? Couldn't she see that now I had a massive erection and no way to deal with it?
"Now what am I supposed to do?" I hissed at her, indicating downwards with a nod of the head. My swimming trunks weren't hiding it. If anything, the flimsy material combined with the low hanging on the hips only emphasized my excitement. Shit. And it was painful too. Every second of watching Bella's breasts bounce as she breathed was adding to the pulsing inside my cock.
"You won't have to do anything," she whispered back, taking my hand and beginning to lead me towards the sea. "I'm going to handle the situation on my own".
I didn't reply, instead I just watched where I stepped. A few years back I'd been badly stung by a jellyfish that been hanging out on the sand, and I'd had painful bruise like marks along my calf for over a week. In fact, I was positive that the hair hadn't grown quite the same on that bit of my leg since then.
Sighing, I let the water surround me, the slight chill aiding my raging hard-on, cooling me down. We walked out through the fast current till the water was just lower than my shoulder level. I could see Bella was having a hard time standing on her tiptoes so I lifted her up into my arms, letting her wrap her legs around my waist. If the cold water had helped calm down my erection earlier, it wasn't now. I knew Bella could feel it against her core as I held her in my arms, and she grinded her hips down on me just to prove it.
"Edward..." Bella began at the same time as I moaned her name.
We both laughed.
She ran her nails up my back and around my shoulder to my chest, taking her time and keeping eye contact with me. I looked up at with what I'm sure must have been the eyes of a diligent sex slave, because that is what I felt like at that moment. With Bella shielding my eyes from the sun, looking down at me her sexy pouty lips and her breasts almost in my face, I would've done anything for her. Anything.
She leaned forward, creating a pressure between her centre and my dick, and making me hiss in pleasure.
"Edward," She moaned, catching her ear lobe between her lips, and licking it slowly, "Fuck me, Edward."
I needed no more asking. I pushed aside her bikini bottoms with one hand, while the other I balanced at her waist. As she reached down between us to undo the drawstring of my trunks, I lazily drew a circle around her clit, teasing her opening with my fingers. She moaned throatily again and hid her head in my neck. Just the sounds she made were enough to get me really going. I positioned her right above me, and before she had the chance to say anything more, I brought her down on me.
The feeling of being so deep within her; the warmth of her centre, the slickness of her opening, and the salty tangy spray of the sea over our faces and on our lips as we devoured one another helped to build up a surge of arousal through body. Arousal which I had plenty of. Keeping my pounding rhythm hard and steady, I manoeuvred my hand down between us to press and rub on her clit. She almost screamed at the contact, grabbing onto my shoulders in a death grip and biting on her lip hard.
I could feel her walls contracting, milking my dick and making it pulse. That was the end for me, and with what I'm sure sounded like a savage growl I became came and froze under her.
As my life came slowly back to me, I looked around. We hadn't been very subtle about that, not that it could have been helped; Bella was very... nearest group of people were all giving us very odd looks and staring quite rudely so no doubt they had seen all of that. Not that I cared. Something about Bella made me really carefree.
Anyway, they're probably just fucking jealous.
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