PTB – Homework assignment – Lesson # 9

Homework: Write a scene between two people in an established relationship. The scene should be driven by the dialogue – make the dialogue believable and necessary. We should have an understanding of who your characters are through this scene.

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Summary: The group from Forks High, including the Cullens and Bella decided to have a night out by going to a club. Will dirty talking Edward cut Bella's night short?

Title: A night to remember

BPOV

I was walking from the bathroom back to our booth when the hairs on the back of my neck stood on end, not because I was scared, it was my body's natural response to Edward's proximity. I always know when he was close.

He pressed himself against my back, "I don't know how much longer I could wait to get you alone, before I kidnap you and take you outside for a little fun." He whispered. His cold breath and his words sent a shiver down my spine.

I looked around the room pretending that his words did not start my body to quake. Everyone was enjoying themselves. Dancing or talking. Noone was paying attention to us yet.

"What do you plan to do when you get me alone?" I asked, playing along with him.

His voice became low and husky, "I'll undress you slowly and run my fingers all over that hot, sexy body. Touch your breasts until your nipples are hard as rocks before I suck them into my mouth. Making you ache with longing as I suckle one after the other."

He put his arms around my waist, just under my breasts, pulling me into his erection, tempting me. I licked my suddenly dry lips and swallowed, trying to find my voice.

I pretended to yawn, "I'm too tired for sex tonight. It's been a long day." I tried for nonchalance, but the squeaky sound of my voice gave me away.

"You don't need energy, all you have to do is lay in my bed. I'll do all the work. I'll lick my way down your body, spread your legs wide and bury my face between them. Then I'll lick and suck your lips, while flicking your clit until I drive you wild. I'll have you moaning, screaming and begging for an orgasm. Only then, will I graze your clit with my teeth, to push you over the edge—making you come again and again. When you think that's it, I'll bury myself inside you hot body, savoring your heat, as I take you to new heights. By then, the sound of your blood rushing through your veins, the sight of your heart pumping faster and faster, the smell of your arousal and your taste will keep me on the brink of the man you love, and the monster you love to tempt—it will be a long night of pleasure for both of us as I try to reign in the monster."

His voice and erotic imagery of his promises sent shivers of lust through me because I knew he could do everything he detailed. My breath hitched. My knees became weak. I leaned against him for support. I hope dating an eternally horny seventeen year old vampire will not be the death of me. I took a few deep breaths to control myself.

To take my mind off my aroused state, I tried for levity, else I would have had to drag him into the bathroom for a quickie.

"My own Jekyll and Hyde energizer bunny."

"Who do you want in your bed tonight, Jekyll or Hyde or both?"

"Oh God." I bit my lip hard, trying to stifle the moan that was threatening to escape. I'm sure the music was loud enough to drown the sound, but I wasn't taking any chances.

We didn't have time to continue our conversation, because Mike came over to ask for a dance. I felt Edward stiffen behind me, but I ignored him and moved to the dance floor on shaky legs.

After the wedding, Edward and I would be on our honeymoon, then we'd go straight to college. The gang would be spread out all over the country, so we decided to have one last hoorah, plus I needed a break from wedding plans. Alice wanted to throw one of her famous parties, but we thought it was best to come to a club. In a crowd, Edward and his siblings could merge better, and not stand out the way they would in a room with a few humans. We didn't want any uneasy feelings or weird reactions to them tonight—nothing that would raise suspicions if anything "happened" to me while I was away. I promised Edward I'd try college, but who knew what would happen, to make the transformation sooner than we planned.

For the remainder of the night, I studiously avoided Edward as I danced with our friends—guys and girls alike. Edward, Emmett and Jasper also danced with the girls, making them giddy with pleasure. Although I refused to be too close to him, I felt a sense of anticipation as I looked forward to the end of the night. Finally, around two, our friends started saying goodnight.

"We're going hunting before we go home, and Esme is at the hospital visiting Carlisle while he works the night shift." Rosalie said, in her not so subtle way of letting me know the house would be empty tonight.

Before I could say anything, she ghosted to her car and drove away, tires screeching like an Indy 500 driver, with Alice's car on her tail.

Edward laughed at the look on my face, "don't worry about it, you'll get used to it soon." I didn't think that would ever happen, but I guess after living together closely for over a hundred years, they took the whole no privacy thing for granted, or maybe because they were vampires, they had fewer inhibitions; only time will tell if I'd adopt their nonchalance.

True to his word, he slowly undressed me, caressing and kissing me, until my emotions were whipped into a frenzy. Only then, did he stop to remove his clothes. He stood next to the bed naked. His erection high and proud. I reached out to him, I wanted to taste him, and I knew if he had his way and did all the things he described, I wouldn't get a chance tonight, but he wasn't having it.

"Sweetheart, just lie back and let me make you feel good."

"I want to make you feel good too." I tried a sexy pout.

"As much as I'd love to feel your hot hands on me and watch as you take me in that wet, hot mouth, tonight is all about you." I frowned and was about to protest.

"I promise, tomorrow, you could do whatever you want to me." He said with his crooked, seductive smile.

"You promise."

"Yes."

Only then, did I relax into the bed; opening myself to him like an offering. His nostrils flared and his eyes darken. Those signs of his body's reaction to me made me even more aroused. He started off by kissing and nibbling my neck. The aching, throbbing feeling inside me increased, but that was just a tip of the iceburg. The sensations intensified as he licked my hardened nipples, before suckling on them as though trying to get nourishment from me.

I was groaning uncontrollably, and my back arched as pleasure pulsed through me, desperate to feel his hands and mouth all over me, anticipating his tongue and fingers inside me.

"Easy baby, we have all night." He said in that husky voice that make me tingle all over. I groaned and wiggled under him, trying to get him where I wanted him most.

His breath quickened the further down my body he went. The slight chill of the air leaving his nostrils added to the sweet sensations he was creating; causing my need for him to spike even more. I loved this human trait, it showed how effected he was by our lovemaking, and although he could stop breathing at any time, he once told me his sense of smell added to the pleasure. Only if my scent got to be too much, would he stop breathing and rely on his other senses.

When he started licking and sucking my swollen lips, my bones turned to jelly. The growls he emitted, along with the mewling sounds I was making filled the room—acting as a soundtrack, pushing me higher and higher. I felt my stomach clench as my muscles tightened signaling my orgasm.

He did all the things he promised earlier and more; describing all his moves in explicit details just like he did at the club. After bringing me to orgasm with his mouth and fingers, I watched as he slid the head of his cock between my lips, and pushed it in as far as he could go, then without breaking our connection, he positioned himself so I was on his lap. His arms went around my back as he leaned in to kiss me and we started to rock back and forth together.

"I love this position."I said, once we settled into our rhythm.

"I know. I love it too. I love the intimacy of having you so close to me and not having to worry about squishing you."

"I like touching you, kissing you and feeling your arms around me while we slowly build to our orgasms, with your heady scent enveloping me."

We kissed, touched and rocked together, while looking into each other's eyes. Sometimes he increased the pace to maximize our pleasure, then brought us back down to prolonging the erotic feelings. Sometimes he'd grind into me. I followed his lead—matching my moves to his.

"I love you." He said between kisses.

My heart was full of my love for him. "I love you more." I caressed his face, communicating my love not only with my words, but with my touch and my eyes.

When the feelings were almost overwhelming, I rested my head on his shoulders and wrapped my arms around him—mashing our chests together—revelling in his scent. Sensing how close I was, one hand moved to my hip, holding me in place as he increased his pace, while the other went between us, finding my clit. His fingers stroked me while he pushed up into me deeper and faster bringing me higher and higher until I exploded around him. A few more thrusts and he was joining me with his own release.

He lifted my head to kiss me.

We stayed like that for a while, touching and kissing and whispering sweet nothings to each other before he lifted me off his lap and snuggled with me under the covers. This has been another perfect culmination to a perfect night, as he said, a night to remember. I have so many of them but each one is just as precious and will always have a special place in my heart.