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A/N: I don't want to do a boring author's note each time I update, but I just have to say something quickly. The other day, I got a somewhat mean review from an anonymous reviewer. Normally, I do not let these bother me much, but as I've said when I began posting this again, I've lost some of my confidence and have suffered from writer's block and have wondered if I'm any good at writing at all. This review made me shy away a bit because of that.
However… I want to give a shout out CrazyInAGoodWay, for your sweet and funny review today. When my iPhone chimed and I read it, I realized that there is more positive than negative in regards to my writing, and there are people out there who care about this story. So thank you for that.
I am not a review whore by any means, and I don't care how many views or reviews this story gets… but your reviews do impact authors in one way or another, and they mean more to me than you know, especially when I'm struggling.
I promise, this story will not be abandoned; it'll be completed in a way that makes me feel good, you guys feel good, and makes sense for these two. I'm back on my daily postings.
Also, if you have nothing nice to say, don't say anything at all. If you're going to be mean, at least have the balls to not be anonymous. :)
Enough of my babble, lets get back to the sexually frustrated two below.
Previously…
"Fuck yes, Bella… I only have so much self-control."
.-.
His words set me on fire, causing me to whimper. "Edward…" I whisper into his ear. "Sit up, baby." He looks down at me with a confused expression and I smile up at him encouragingly. When he's still immobile, I give him a playful shove until he gets up.
Edward stands up and looks down at me with heavy-lidded, lust-filled eyes. I bite my lip to hold in the moan that wants to escape simply from his appearance. Pathetic.
I reach forward and continue unbuttoning his jeans. He arches a questioning eyebrow at me when I begin to pull his pants down his long legs, not stopping until they're pooled at his feet. He lets out a sexy hiss when I work his boxers down until they join his jeans.
I stand up and press my hands against his t-shirt covered chest. I gently push him backward until he lands with an "Oomph" onto the couch below. We both laugh as he removes his t-shirt, but my laughter gets caught in my throat when I realize that Edward is sitting before me, naked.
I finally let my eyes take him in.
I really hate it when women describe a dude's cock as beautiful, but honestly, Edward's is. I've seen a lot of creepy dude's dicks on Tinder, thanks to Jessica; trust me, if a dick can be gross, a dick can also be pretty.
I kneel down in front of him, spreading his legs apart so I can settle between them. His cock isn't scary-big, but it's definitely bigger than the five inches James was attempting to work with. It's long and thick, with a wide tip that I have the strongest urge to reach out and taste… so I do.
I flick out my tongue quickly, licking just his head with only the tip of my tongue. "Shiiiit…" Edward groans out, throwing his head back. "Bella… Bella… Wait, you don't have-"
I don't allow him to finish that sentence. Instead, I wrap my mouth around the head and glide my mouth down slowly, taking in everyinch of him until he hits the back of my throat. My eyes burn slightly from his size as I try my damnedest not to gag.
"Holy fuuuck!" Edward roars out, shoving his hands into my hair.
I moan around him, easy back slightly so I don't gag or throw up and embarrass myself. Edward grips my hair, tugging slightly, and arching an eyebrow in question, asking if it's okay; asking permission to guide me.
I nod and moan again. His reaction doesn't disappoint me. "Fuck, Bella… damn it, you look so sexy with your hot little mouth wrapped around my cock like that."
I place one hand on his thigh for leverage and the other wraps around his cock. I use my mouth and my hand together, pumping him into my mouth as I suck him hard. I get in a good rhythm, paying special attention to the head, swirling my tongue all along it's ridges, before sliding back down until my throat is full of him once more.
"I can't… Bella… I can't hold off much longer. Maybe you should… maybe you should stop?" It comes out as a question, like he's hoping I'll disagree with his suggestion.
Luckily for him, I do disagree. I know he's trying to be polite and the fact that he's being so gentlemanly makes me so damn horny. I want nothing more than to give him exactly what he wants.
I slide my mouth off of him slowly, looking up at him as my hand continues to pump him. "Edward, baby, I want you to cum in my mouth." His eyes bulge out of his head and I swear his cock twitches in my hand. "I need to taste you, so badly. I want this. I need this. Okay?"
He nods at me dumbly; his mouth open wide as he stares at me, his expression full of… something that I can't identify. Without another word, I get back to work, finally reaching the rhythm I had before.
Remembering something Jessica told me about, I relax my throat and swallow around his cock. "FUCK!" Edward roars out, pushing my head down slightly as his hips rise off the couch. I reach down and let my fingers trace lightly along his balls before tugging them gently.
"Ahh… fuck, fuck, fuck! Belllaaa!"
A second later, he fills my mouth and I swallow quickly. I remove my mouth with a pop and kiss the head of his cock. He laughs with his head thrown back. "Goddamn, Bella."
He runs his hands through his hair and lets out a shaky breath. "Come here, please." He grabs me and pulls me onto his lap.
I snuggle against his chest, resting my head in warm crook between his neck and shoulder. I sigh in contentment, trying to remember the last time I've felt this happy. I can't remember.
"That was…" Edward trails off quietly, rubbing his hands up and down my arm gently. "That was seriously incredible, Bella. I've never…" he coughs and hugs me tightly.
Looking at his red face, it's safe to say I'm shocked. Edward is blushing! "What's wrong?"
"Huh?" he looks down at me. "Nothing," he shakes his head rapidly. "Nothing at all."
"Edward, tell me. Why are you blushing?"
He scowls. It's adorable. "I'm not blushing!"
"Are too. Spill it."
"That-was-my-first-blow-job," he says in a rush.
I sit up quickly, my mouth popping open in shock. "What?"
"You heard me." He covers his face with his hand.
"What… how… what?"
"I've never gotten a blowjob before!" he whisper-yells as he looks around like someone is going to jump out and laugh at him.
I start giggling. I can't help it.
"Don't laugh at me," he pouts.
Remembering how sweet he was when he found out that I'd never had an orgasm with a guy before sobers me up pretty quickly. I stop laughing and readjust myself on his lap, straddling his naked body.
"I'm sorry." I kiss his lips quickly before continuing. "It's just… that's so hard to believe! You shocked me."
"Why is that so hard to believe?"
"Edward, look at you! You're so handsome and sexy. How could you not have girls lining up for that?"
He shrugs. "I don't know. Tanya was my first. I've never been with anyone else… except you."
I'm silent for a full minute. "Wow." I run my hands through his damp hair. "She got her claws into you early, didn't she?" he gives me a small, awkward smile and shrugs again. "So… she never…"
"No," he shakes his head. "She thought it was gross. She wouldn't let me go down on her, either."
Okay. What in the actual fuck is wrong with this broad?
"Okay… that bitch is ten times crazier than I ever gave her credit for."
Edward giggles adorably, pulling me closer to him and hugging me tightly. It's then that a thought hits me. "So wait… the other night, when you, uh… did that… that was your first time doing that?"
He gives me a huge grin and nods. "That's why I didn't want you to touch me. I just… couldn't get enough of you Bella. You taste so fucking amazing; you have no idea. It's like feasting on my favorite candy on Christmas." A blush erupts over my face quickly. "I would bury my face in between your thighs forever, if you'd let me."
His words set me on fire and remind me that he's naked beneath me. The evidence of his nakedness is growing against my ass. I gently grind myself down against him, causing him to groan loudly. I grin and do it again before kissing him hungrily, showing him with my actions just how much I want him.
"Bella," he gasps in between sloppy kisses. "You're wearing too many clothes. Off, now."
I stand up quickly, barely getting my jeans off before he pulls me back down on top of him. I can feel him so much better now, with only my teeny tiny thong separating us. Edward grabs my bare ass cheeks, squeezing roughly as he readjusts me on top of him.
I'd never admit it to her, but, Jess is so smart sometimes. Wearing this thong was so worth the annoyance of butt floss right now.
Edward keeps his hands firmly on my ass as he pushes me down on top of him while he grins up against me. I gasp when I feel the thick head of his cock hit my clit.
"Oh my god," I groan against his neck. "You feel so good."
Using his hands' continued position on my ass, he pulls me back and forth over his cock, causing delicious friction.
"Don't stop moving like that, baby." He moves his hands from my ass, sliding them up my rib cage, until his talented fingers are pinching and tugging my nipples through my shirt. "No bra huh? You're a very naughty girl, Isabella." Something about him using my full name, and saying it in that fuck-hot voice, turns me on even more.
I grip his shoulders and start riding his cock, sliding my covered pussy up and down his shaft and grinding my clit against the head on each pass. He suddenly lifts up my shirt and buries his face beneath it, sucking and licking and biting each nipple, effectively driving me crazy.
"Edward!" I gasp as I feel my orgasm approaching. "I'm gonna… oh! Fuck!" My entire body seizes up before I feel tingles spread like fire into every extremity. I continue my ministrations, not stopping until Edward is panting into my skin.
"Fuck Bella… goddamn you're wet for me aren't you? I can fucking feel it. Shit… shit… FUCK!" I feel his release spill onto my stomach and I moan when I feel it sliding down lower… settling onto the front of my thong. Edward looks down and then back up to my face. "Shit," he blushes. "Sorry about that."
"Don't be sorry, that was sexy."
He grins up at me. "Yeah?"
"Mhmm," I mumble as I stand up on wobbly legs. "Would you like a souvenir?" I slip my panties down my thighs and smile when Edward groans. I lift my panties up with my right foot and hold it out in front of his face.
He whimpers as he takes them from me. He stands up, pulling up his boxers and jeans in the process. He shoves my panties into his pocket with a smirk. "Thank you." He kisses my lips before grabbing a napkin from underneath my now cold cup of coffee. "Here," he starts wiping off my stomach, cleaning me gently. I honestly feel like crying because the gesture is just too sweet.
A couple of minutes later, just as I'm adjusting my tank top, the front door opens. Both of our heads snap up and our eyes lock from across the living room as Rosalie's voice rings out. "Edward! I'm back. Can you help me with these bags?"
"Uh, yeah I'll be right there."
I hold up a finger to my lips, silently telling Edward to not announce my presence. I'm trying desperately to come up with an escape plan, when I hear Rose's voice once more.
"Tell Bella to come and help too, as soon as she fixes her sex hair." My mouth drops open and I can feel my face heat with a seriously embarrassed blush.
Edward walks up to me with outstretched arms. "It's okay, Bella. She's just fucking around with us. She doesn't know what went on. Don't be embarrassed, okay?" I nod. "Hey," he kisses me gently. "I had so much fun with you today."
"I had fun with you, too."
"Come on fuckers!"
We both snicker at Rosalie's words and head out to help… holding hands the entire way.
Luckily, my brain-to-mouth filter is working properly and I'm able to keep my pre-teen squeal to myself.
.-.
The rest of the month flies by, and before I know it, it's Halloween.
"Bella, do you think I look cool?" Masen asks me as he adjusts his Batman mask.
"I think you look amazing, Mase."
Over the last few weeks, Masen and I have become incredibly close. I guess that's inevitable when you spend six hours a day together, plus every waking minute of the weekend.
"Daddy!" he yells up the stairs. "Bella is here!"
Seconds later, Edward is at the top of the stairs. As I take him in, I burst into giggles. He's dressed as Robin, as previously decided. "Holy poop Batman! Thank you for warning me of Bat Girl's presence!"
Yep, I'm Bat Girl.
"Nice tights Edward," I say with a chuckle. He walks toward me with a raised eyebrow.
"Oh yeah, Bella? You like them?" His voice is liquid sex and my throat instantly runs dry. Over the past few weeks, Edward and I haven't gone any further sexually. We decided to take things slow and just enjoy each other's bodies with our hands and mouths.
Trust me, I'm not complaining. I'm very satisfied. But right now… seeing him look so goofily adorable for the sake of his son's happiness, and hearing his lust-filled voice… I want him more than I ever have before.
"I love them," I say with a smile. "Do you like my tights?" I step back and let him see the awesomeness that is my costume. His mouth pops open as he eyes my outfit. He nods slowly, stepping closer to me and wrapping his arms around my waist.
I lean in and stretch up on my toes so I can whisper in his ear. "Is that a batarang in your pocket, or are you just happy to see me?" He lets out a huge laugh, hugging me to him tightly as he lets me feel his batarang.
"I'm very happy to see you, Love." My heart hammers in my chest when he calls me love. His hands slide down to my ass, squeezing firmly as he discreetly grinds against me. With only the thin material of our costumes between us, I feel him… right there, and I swear, my eyes almost cross at the simple contact.
"Let's go! I need candy!"
We both laugh at Masen's outburst and prepare to leave. As we open the door to head out, we're met by the smiling faces of the world's best grandparents, aka Esme and Carlisle.
"Oh!" Esme shouts before clapping her hands over her mouth. Carlisle rubs her shoulder as she takes a few deep breaths. She's trying not to cry. "You all look… so… so… adorable!" Andddd… she's crying.
I reach out and pull her into a tight hug, trying to help her settle her emotions. She's been a wreck lately anytime she sees the three of us together. It puts Edward on edge. Every time she has an outburst he's by my side, gripping my hand and eyeing me like I'm going to make a run for it.
Tonight is no different. I roll my eyes when his hand grips mine. "I'm not going anywhere," I whisper to him, earning a cute grin from my Robin.
"Mom, release Bella please. We need to get going or all of the good candy is going to be gone." I wish I could say he said that for Masen's benefit, but his pout is too realistic. He wants to get the candy for himself and he knows it. He's too fucking adorable.
"I just need to take a few pictures, Edward." She reaches into her purse and pulls out a huge professional looking camera and proceeds to blind us with the flash, taking far more than "a few" pictures.
.-.
"Trick or treat, smell my feet, give me something good to eat! If you don't, I don't care, I'll pull down my underwear!"
"Daddy! Don't say that anymore." Masen rolls his eyes and crosses his arms, making me burst out laughing. The couple handing out candy joins me, along with a few other parents.
As we're walking away, Edward scoops Masen up. "C'mon Mase, you gotta sing the song. That's when you get the best candy!"
His eyes light up as he looks at his father. "Really?" Edward nods. Masen looks to me for confirmation. "Is he telling the truth, Bella?"
Edward gives me a pleading look and I can't help but help him, knowing I'll receive a blinding smile. "Of course! Everyone knows that." I'm not disappointed with my reward. His smile takes up his entire face.
"Thank you," he mouths to me. I wink at him and he stifles a groan, placing Masen back down in between us. He holds each of our hands as we walk to the next house.
"Well isn't that just adorable," I hear a familiar voice say from behind us. I grimace when I see its Mike Newton. "Hello Ms. Swan, enjoying your Halloween?"
"Yes, Mr. Newton. How are you enjoying yours?"
"We're having a blast." I look down to see his son smiling up at me wearing a Buzz Lightyear costume; looking at Mike again, I notice he's Woody.
"Wow, you two look great!"
"Thank you. You look amazing."
"Um, thanks."
I feel Edward shift his body until he's behind me and almost smirk when he wraps a possessive arm around my waist. "My Bat Girl always looks incredible. We've got a lot more candy to get, so we'll see you guys later." He picks Masen up and places him on his hip and then grips my hand, pulling me alongside him down the sidewalk. He looks back and when he looks at me again his face is in a permanent scowl. When we arrive at the next house, Masen walks up to the door with a group of trick or treaters.
"Hey," I swing our hands between us until he turns to face me. "Stop with the scowl. Mike is long gone, don't let him ruin our night."
He sighs and kisses the back of my hand. "I know. I'm sorry. He's just fucking annoying."
"We can't play later if you're going to be Mr. Moody."
"Play?" he asks with an arched brow.
"Mhmm," I bite my lip and wink, causing him to groan deeply and pull me against him in a tight hug. "We're going to play Robin gets Bat Girl."
"I already have Bat Girl," he says as he squeezes me even tighter.
"True, but don't you want to see Bat Girl strip down until she's naked?"
"Bellaaa," he groans. "Stop saying shit like that in public," he lets out a breathless chuckle as he buries his face in my hair.
"Sorry," I giggle.
We stand there, wrapped up in our own little bubble as Edward continues to hold me, until Masen makes his presence known once more. "Next house!" he screams, making us laugh.
"Onward, Batman! Lead the way."
"I gotta hold your hands Daddy," Masen says with an eye roll before latching on to our hands and dragging us down the street.
.-.
My phone ringing startles me, making me jump out of my skin. I roll my eyes, silently scolding myself for day-dreaming about last week with Edward yet again. You would too if you had Edward rip a costume off of your body and bury his face between your thighs for hours afterwards.
"Hello?"
Damn, I did it again. I shake the memories from my brain and focus on the phone call.
"Hey Dad, sorry, I spaced out."
He chuckles at me before laying into me. "What's this I hear about you dating some guy?"
"Who told you that?"
"Forks is a small town, Bella."
He's right about that. I'm surprised he went this long without finding out, actually. Everyone's always telling the Chief the best gossip.
"I didn't want to tell you until it was serious Dad."
"Is it serious?"
Is it? I seriously consider his question. Over the last month, everything has been going great, except for the whole Tanya debacle, which luckily was the only time I've had to witness her craziness.
I love Masen and I love… no. Whoa. Stop that thought. It's way too soon for that shit. I like Edward… a lot. I guess it is serious. I decide to answer him truthfully, even though it scares me to say it out loud.
"Yeah, it's really serious."
"Well then, I expect him to be at dinner tomorrow with the rest of the gang."
Shit.
