Trease:You guys ready? It's so fucking close! Can you smell it? Smells like sex! LMAO! No more words! Lets get this shit cracking!
Nyddi: Just had to throw something in here! Keep the fic hostage indefinitely if this is what you're gonna do with it, Smut Intern! * throb *
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EPOV******
I couldn't stop staring. I had really done this. She was really in front of me. I had never made such a bold move in my life, but I was more than glad I did. Anger, and more surprisingly, hurt ran through me as I took in her beautiful wide eyes.
My memory hadn't been lying about how hot she was and that only served to piss me off more. Maybe she hadn't been interested in me as a man the next day but damn it, I'd taken on three guys for her. She couldn't at least text me to see if I was OK?
"Edward? What are y-"
I stormed past her, walked straight into her apartment like I owned the place. Don't ask me where the attitude came from, clearly my testosterone levels were out of control. I started pacing while tugging my hair hard. I couldn't think passed the frustration. Couldn't really see anything passed her. Missed the two figures in the room, as well. I was clearly a man on a mission. "What the fuck Bella? I've been waiting for ten fucking days to hear from you. And what?" I glanced down, saw my note in her hand and got even angrier!
You irrational twit.
Fuck you!
"You've been sitting here playing with my damn number like its fucking origami or something! What the hell Bella?" I saw her stalking towards me. Eyes growing darker. It didn't stop me though. I kept on with my rant. "I've been driving myself fucking crazy over you and I couldn't even-" Suddenly her lips were on mine! Hard.
So soft, so urgent, so demanding. Fuck if this wasn't making me hard. She still wanted me. Still wanted this. I don't know what kept her from me those ten days but all of a sudden it didn't matter. What mattered was what we were doing at this present moment.
I wanted her closer so I quickly reached down and grabbed those thighs, hiking one over my hip before she jumped up into my arms, us lining up perfectly there. Felt her heat through our jeans and on my cock. Fuck. I couldn't keep my groan to myself. She took advantage and forced her tongue into my mouth. This girl was looking to get fucked and I was looking to deliver.
Her back hit the wall. Hard. I didn't even remember my feet moving but there we were. Tongues dancing against each other in the most erotic of dances, hips grinding against one another, seeking friction, low groans and soft moans. I knew this had to look as good as it felt. And I didn't want it to stop.
But apparently, the throat clearing from some place inside Bella's apartment had different plans.
