A/N: Stephenie Meyer owns Twilight.
I am so blessed to have PurpleBrina17 and joderss as pre-readers and as my friends.
I matched his stance and moved in closer. Placing my hand deliberately on his firm chest, I peered up at him and smiled. "Sometimes you just have to take what you really want."
Sliding my hand slowly down his shirt to the waistband of his jeans, I made my intention clear. His breathing altered, noticeably deepening. I closed the remaining gap between our bodies and cupped his semi-hard cock as I whispered in his ear, "You're tired of it, Edward. I can show you what you want."
I felt the expansion of his chest as he drew in a quick breath.
There. Cards played.