Happy to say I was able to get all the rest of the chapters on to FFn, so while I am gone this weekend I will be slowly posting the rest. Oh the feels of re-reading this for me... love it.
The Proposal
I fucked Edward Cullen!
I fucked Edward Cullen!
Holy shit! I fucked my boss!
After the realization that I fucked my boss and that I wasn't getting fired, I laid in bed, staring at the ceiling, for who knew how long? Edward had left out the window four, thirty-minute cartoons earlier and I was still reeling over the fact that we fucked and it was good!
It didn't matter that my head was kind of sore from banging on the headboard or that my nip felt like he maybe left bite marks, because his penis had been inside of me and fuck if it wasn't write-home-to-mom-worthy.
Maybe I should have written Renee a letter. I bet she would have been jealous of my mad scoring abilities, but then, that might have warranted a visit from her to see what the hype over Edward Cullen was all about.
That was something I really wouldn't like. I didn't share, especially with my cougar of a mother.
I shook my head; the last thing I wanted to think about was my mother with my Edward. Mine. Yep, that was right!
I dozed off, thinking about all the wonderful things that I could do with Mr. Boss man's piddle.
I may or may not have woken, humping the bed, and my own hand.
Yes…yes…right there. Harder…give…it…to…me.
He didn't need to know I fucked my hand thinking of him. Did he? Oh well. We could be hand humpers together. Mmmm, together.
I climbed out of bed, with a tingle still between my legs. I looked at the room; my clothes were thrown around from the night before.
Oh, hey look, I was still in the nude. I quickly picked up a tee-shirt from the floor when I saw it. Edward's tie.
I closed my eyes and thought about me tugging on it, pulling him closer to me.
Fuck, I was so screwed.
I took a cold shower, after the warm shower, where I humped my hand until my clit was raw. If I wasn't careful, I would have been turning into Edward, fucking my hand at work, dreaming of my non-existent assistant that I would turn into him.
I dressed for work with Edward on the brain. As I left my bedroom, my eyes fell again on Edward's tie. I un-tied it and re-tied it around my neck, a little more girlie like, so it didn't look as if I was, in fact, wearing my boss' tie.
I left the house, feeling high on hormones, but when I walked into the office, I felt all eyes on me.
Could they tell I fucked boss man?
Was it obvious that I moaned his name until my insides clenched around him the previous night?
Well, shit and fuck and stuff.
I busied myself, waiting for Edward, Mr. Cullen, what the fuck ever, to come into work.
I debated taking off his tie. Would he be pissed I was showing off my conquest? Was he really a conquest? Was I his conquest? Would doing what I was doing get him and me fired?
Wait, I didn't care if I got fired if I could keep riding the Eddie train.
Fuck!
I was in the middle of my internal debate about keeping the tie on or taking it off, while setting a cup of hot coffee and a donut on Edward's desk.
I sat on the edge of his desk, my hands on the knot of the tie, when I heard the door open.
Edward looked beyond stunning. He looked satisfied and extremely happy to see me.
Happy in more ways than one.
"Well, good morning, Mr. Cullen. I hope you don't mind that I took the liberty of getting you some coffee and a donut." I hoped he could sense the desire I was trying to convey in my words about breakfast foods.
"I, uh, fuck."
"We could." I winked and totally pulled a 'Basic Instinct' move and uncrossed my legs and showed just enough of my heart designed thong.
Edward's jaw dropped and he may have started to drool. It was hard to tell because one minute the door was open and he was drooling. The next he was locking it and on his knees, before me, inching my skirt up, pulling my panties over to the side and licking me softly.
And I thought his dick was skilled.
His tongue worked magic, licking lightly and then pressing firm on my clit as he sucked with his lips.
My body gravitated toward his mouth.
Perfection.
I was so Team Umizoomi, ready for action.
He slid a finger into me as he licked lightly over my clit one last time.
"Fuck, Bella. What are you doing to me?"
"Ung, I dun uh, fuck, know but uh, I want, fuck yes, to keep, doing, it. Fuck, yes." My body quivered and my insides clamped around his fingers.
"Fuck, Bella. I want you."
"Then please, take me."
Edward growled as he pulled his fingers from me and sucked them clean.
That was fucking hot. I think I might have come just watching him lick me off of him.
Shit flew off Edward's desk as he pushed me back so I was lying on the desk. The mug holding the coffee made a loud thump. I prayed the donut fell so I didn't have it stuck in my hair when we were done.
He pulled my legs at the knees bringing my ass to the edge.
I heard the zipper on his pants right before I felt his tip on my entrance.
Fucking, Heaven!
And then he stopped.
I whined as his hesitation.
"What the fuck?"
"Condom?"
"Edward, fucking kidding me?" I propped myself up on my elbows. "Just fuck me. Please. I need to feel you. Now!"
I reached up and pulled on Edward's tie, pulling him back toward me.
That time, without hesitation, he slid into me.
I released my hold on his tie and let him take me back to that numbing, tingling state of Edward Cullen, fucking, Heaven.
He pounded into me.
The harder he pounded the harder time I had holding my moans in.
"Shhh, baby," Edward groaned as he thrust even deeper, causing my whole body to buck under him.
My body shook and I moaned, loudly and Edward pulled out.
His eyes were hooded and dark and he was fucking horny as shit. I could tell by the look in his eyes.
He licked his lips and reached his hand out to me. I stood and he turned me around. As I turned, he pulled on the tie and bent me over the desk.
Edward thrust into me as he pulled on the tie.
"You have to be quiet, baby. That lock won't hold them out if you start screaming."
I wanted to yell to test that theory, but it was hard with the tie tightening around my throat.
I was never one for choking and shit but fuck, it was amazing.
Every thrust in, Edward tightened his hold on the tie. My chest arched out and my head and neck came back toward Edward's.
"You are so fucking amazing. I want you all the time," Edward whispered in my ear as he stilled his movements and I felt his dick twitch.
"You too." I moaned back at him, trying to catch my breath.
He let go of the tie and slid out of me.
Must be choked out again!
I righted my clothes and he tucked his dick back in his pants.
Shit was all over the floor. Post-its galore, donut on the floor, frosted side down.
At least that wasn't in my hair…or on my clothes.
Good idea at the time…shitty need to clean up later.
"So, let me uh, help you clean up, I guess," I said as I bent over to pick up the papers.
Office sex was a definitely must-do again but afterwards was awkward…Edward hadn't moved to help. He stood there, just staring at me.
"Yeah okay, so uh, are you sure you don't use Strawberry shit?"
