Chapter 14: The Sense of Touch….FINALLY!
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Up until now, this story has been a slow burn. *squirts on lighter fluid and laughs maniacally…..c'mon baby light my fire! (Translated, it's about to get fuck hawt in here people! Hope ya'll enjoy the flames!)
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The simple touch of my hand touching her cheek ignites something palpable inside me. Possess. Take. Worship. I search her wide-eyed gaze and see nothing but surrender as my hand slides into her hair, tugging firmly back and she gasps. I was never one to pass up an opportunity; my lips smash against hers as my tongue instantly challenges hers to a game of wicked cat-and-mouse.
Someone moans throatily and I am so centered on this girl that I have no idea which one of us it comes from. Her hands grip my shirt in her small fingers, pushing then pulling…scratching and tugging. I hold her mouth prisoner with my hand in her long tresses and she's giving as good as she gets. Her slender legs unfold from the bar stool and wrap around my calves, pulling me closer.
"Fuck!" I mutter against her lips as our bodies align, crotch to crotch….chest to chest and hands seeking, squeezing muscle and clothed skin as fingers pluck at buttons and rip fabric in frustration. I feel the warm heat radiating from her center and I know she feels me titanium hard and straining denim. Teeth tug soft lips as her hands push the cotton shirt up my abdomen. I pull at the back of the neckline and lift it off, throwing it behind me.
Dark chocolate eyes flit up my chest and search my face as harsh breathes echo around us. There is a pregnant pause between us and my body tightens in preparation for a hitting, kicking scratching kitten. I just know she is probably over-analyzing the situation….or worse yet regretting.
"Bella….I—"I say, shocked at how low and graveled my voice rumbles out.
"Don't." She says softly, barely above a whisper. My hands immediately go into my hair in frustration as my head drops. They are going to explode. My balls are going to explode due to an extreme condition of blue-balls.
I am not prepared the soft lips capturing my nipple, sucking hard as one of her little hands reach out to trace the outline of my cock. "Jesus Christ!" I shout in surprise as my body shakes. The past couple of days of "homework" coupled with sleeping up against her hot little body last night and yeah, you could say I was a little on edge. I think I could hammer nails with my cock and not even wince.
Her mouth is doing wicked things to my chest, peppering it with succulent kisses, licks and nips of teeth and tongue. I'm afraid to open my mouth and utter any sound lest I break the fucking awesome dreamscape I've found myself in. Suddenly, I don't know what to do with my hands. Fuck, Masen, touch her you idiot. You're acting like a green pubescent kid who just had his first wet dream. Take her; she's obviously not shy about what she wants. Grow a pair!
The animalistic sound rumbles through my chest and up my throat then tumbles out of my gritted teeth. My hands tug her shirt up roughly, and watch as it leaves her body revealing that glorious impeccable skin encased in some lifting little scrap of lace. Her face mirrors shock and want and I can't help the smirk from my lips as I tilt her head back and suck the skin of her neck into my mouth and lave it with my tongue.
"Edward!" My name leaves her lips in a gasping sigh as my other hand grabs her hip tugging her hard against my groin. My hips move against her, pressing my cock against the denim-encased center of her. My fingers ran across the top of her breasts, tugging on the cup of lace and pulling down exposing her ever-tightening nipple to the air and instantaneously capturing it with my hot mouth.
Her head falls back, nearly touching the countertop as she bends, arching those tempting perfect breasts further into my mouth. One of my hands pressing against the small of her back holding her upright and capturing that sweet little peak between my teeth, flicking against it wildly with my tongue before sucking it deep inside my mouth. One of her legs rise to wrap around my hip and grind wantonly against me. I am in fucking heaven.
The clasp of her bra parts in my fingers as the lace loosens around her chest. I pull it up and she raises her arms, teeth taking her full bottom lip inside her mouth as she looks at me beneath sooty lashes. At her wrists, I smile wickedly down at her and wrap the fabric around the flesh of her upper arms.
She gasps shocked as her hands are now bound above her head. "Hold them there." I growl as I map the skin down her arms. The sly smile that graces her mouth catches my breath. Baby wants to play.
I grip both of her breasts in my hands and press them together against my face as I inhale deeply, my nose fills with her delicious scent. "Fuck, angel, you smell sinful. I just want to eat you up." As I speak each word, my voice drops decibel by decibel until I'm snarling against her skin. The full body shudder that greets me makes me smile.
"Up, Bella." I whisper against the skin of her neck and am pleased to see her stand immediately. My fingers waste no time opening her jeans and sliding my fingers down along her hips pushing the material down as she shivers.
Her hips wiggle in haste as I follow the material down with my hands along the outside of her thighs and bend to help it off her feet. I step back to take her in, eyes traveling from the tips of her bound hands to her pretty little painted toes. Fuck, she is exquisite. I watch as the rosy color blossoms across her chest and creeps up her neck flourishing across her cheeks.
MINE! My mind screams as an inhuman sound breaks my lips and I clasp my hands around her and lift propping her pert little ass on the countertop taking my other hand and sweeping the decorative bowl filled with fake fruit clattering to the floor. I push softly against the middle of her chest and watch awe-filled as she reclines, her dark locks pillowing her head.
The soft pink fabric wrapped around her wrists shifts as she clasps her hands together, writhing against the hard surface. My fingers start at her nose, down across her mouth and chin and trace the midline of her body, each part arching up to my touch as my fingers pass.
Her magnificent skin is translucent and pale, nearly flawless. I hear her gasp as my fingers circle and dip into her navel. I widen my hands to span her hipbone ghosting across the strings of pink lace encasing what I want. I trace the line of her panties, around her hips and down across her groin…skimming down her inner thigh as her breath catches. I look up to see her watching me, the look on her face burned into my memory. It is pure unadulterated lust…for me. Right now, in this moment, it's perfect. I feel as if I am going to combust on the spot if I don't possess her, take her and make her scream my name. What the fuck is happening to me?
I hold her eyes in my own as I pull the scrap of fabric to the side, exposing her plump swollen lips and hidden shadowy valleys. I capture her gaze as I lean forward and run the flat of my tongue from ass to clit, tasting her sweet essence as she moans.
As her taste explodes across my tongue, I find myself crazed with need. I growl against her skin as my hands curl under her legs, pulling her ass to the edge of the counter and dive into her fevered skin. I feast on her, head shaking back in forth in my frenzy and she answers….repeatedly and loudly, screaming out her pleasure.
"Fuck….Edward….yes, please, yes!" She screams as my hands wrap around to part her womanly lips, uncovering the bundle of nerves pulsing before my eyes. I watch it clench as I blow a breath across it, and hear Bella curse as her body tightens, shuddering as she gasps.
I rub over it with my finger lightly, watching her lips tighten and expand. She's beautiful, especially right at the very core of her. I've never taken the time with a woman to tease and watch her body respond. It's amazing. Each touch, each breath causes a reaction and it's at my hands, my touch is causing it. The rush of power is exhilarating…and now I get it. I get what these god-forsaken lessons have been about.
I understand the gift lay out before me; she's placing everything in my hands. She's laying here vulnerable, stripped bare and offering herself to me as only she can. She trusts me with the very essence of her, right here….right now.
The rumble from my chest is inhuman as I take the gift offered, I lick and suck over her until she's writhing mindlessly….hands still encased in lace over her head as she arches. One of my hands release from around her hip and two fingers slide into her as a muttered curse leaves her lips. I search inside her velvet heat, curling up and find that small patch of wrinkled flesh….and press against it as she screams. My tongue works feverishly against her clit as I plunge again and again into her core as she tightens around me.
I slow my hands movements, making shallow and ineffective thrusts into her as she groans and curses my very existence. "Do you want to cum, angel?" I ask with a smirk.
The look she gives me as she raises her head would have me pushing up daisies if I were anywhere else but here. I arch an eyebrow in challenge and re-double my efforts sucking on her swollen clit as I push my fingers inside. I withdraw as her body arches and wetness coats my digits.
"What the fuck, Edward?" She grits and I smack her clit in succession three times and am rewarded by the shudder of her body.
"I said, do you want to cum, Isabella?" As I draw lazy haphazard circles around her clit, nearly touching….but not quite close enough.
Her lip disappears inside her mouth in concentration and her hips jerk under my hands. Her hot gaze meets mine in challenge, but three smart smacks against her center has her eyes rolling back.
"Yes." She whispers, almost inaudibly.
"I can't hear you, love." I say as my fingers make shallow, teasing thrusts inside her as I blow against her heated skin.
"Yes, please, please." She moans mindlessly shaking on the granite space.
I grin as my face buries into her flesh, sucking…nipping….licking and my fingers slam home. The wail from her throat echoes throughout the room and I taste more of her sweetness on my tongue.
I groan against her clit in a command, "Cum for me, angel."
My reward is an instantaneous flood of wetness, coating my mouth and face. I'm mindless as my fingers wiggle against the steel-like grip of her body and hum against her skin.
She's insane with release as she convulses around me, screaming out pleasure and cursing a blue streak as my tongue works against her until she's shivering. My face is wet with her pleasure as I lazily stroke her folds, resplendent in the gift she's given me.
A resounding sound of clapping startles us from our euphoria. Jasper and Alice wrapped around each other in the doorway, both with rewarding smiles. Bella, still recovering doesn't move except to shudder slightly as my fingers slide from her.
"Well, seems that Edward gets an A on the next lesson….oral satisfaction. Bella?" He asks as she lifts her head.