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ATTENTION: This chapter is very dirty ;) You have been warned!
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EPOV:
The first thing I heard was a loud snickering, which slowly turned into full blown raucous laughter. Then I heard a woman's voice, sweet and tender but high with anxiety. I opened my bleary eyes to get an eyeful of a pair of beautiful, creamy white delicious breasts. And then my eyes slowly travelled upwards and I could see her face, turned down into a worried frown, and her lovely brown hair that matched her deep chocolate eyes.
"Edward, are you alright?" she asked me. Her hands hovered over my body, not sure where to touch.
"Bella?" I mumbled, my voice low.
She nodded at me, smiling weakly.
I looked up and around myself, and was surprised to see Aro, Caius and Marcus in states of immobility around the room— Aro was leaning against my desk for support, Caius snickering by the door, and Marcus in fits of loud laughter on his chair, though he looked like he would topple off it at any second. Was I still dreaming? Marcus, Aro and Caius laughing?
"What's going on?" I murmured to Bella, looking back at her.
And that was when I noticed the deep red blush that painted her cheeks. I tried to lift my hand to caress her face, but found it still obstructed by lacy panties. I tried to flick them off, but they wouldn't come away. Aro screamed with laughter again. With a little frown on my face and a pout on my lips, Bella helped me get the offending underwear off my hand, all the while blushing furiously.
"Sorry, Edward," she mumbled quickly, worriedly, "I didn't mean to... interrupt your meeting... it's just that I came to peek through the door to see how you were doing... and then I saw you on the floor and I couldn't help but run in..."
"G-gave us... q-quite a shock," Aro spoke, trying to make words through his mirth. His grin couldn't have gotten any wider.
"Why?" I mumbled. What had she done when she'd come in?
"Why did she shock us?" Caius said, trembling, "She came in screaming your name and yelling that those were her panties..." –more laughter— "And well, look at what she's wearing..."
I looked back at Bella with a frown. And then my eyes widened in shock. Yes, look at what she was wearing!
Those breasts that had been deliciously close to my face earlier were nestled in a black lacy bra, which I could just see through her tight, fitted blouse. Her hair was tumbling around her shoulders, two portions laid down over her front— that would cover her nipples if she was naked... I found myself thinking. Her grey plaid skirt looked more like a schoolgirl's and her enticingly pale long legs were wrapped in grey lace knee-highs that made her legs look a mile long. My mouth went dry. And she was wearing strappy killer heels. I realized it was her that I had seen going past my window earlier. And then I groaned and laid my head back on the floor when I realized what position she was in on top of me.
She had obviously been worried, and thrown herself down on me, because now she was straddling me, leaning over me, her hair tickling my chest... Her eyes were begging me to be okay and to forgive her for the panties stunt.
I noticed the photograph that had also been in my drawer was now folded and tucked in between her cleavage... And then I realized that I was staring, and looked down. But my view was then obstructed by her on top of me, and her crotch was an even worse place to stare at. My mouth began to water. I shifted uncomfortably underneath her.
Aro couldn't seem to shut his mouth and be quiet— he was just about choking with satisfaction at my apparent 'situation'. He understood my problem, being a man, but Bella apparently did not, for she leaned even further over me, grinding into me in the process. My mouth fell open and I think my eyes rolled back into my head a little bit.
"Edward? Edward!" she said, noticing my eyes going funny, "Are you going to faint again? Shall I call Carlisle?"
She shifted on my lap again, and I had to fight back a little moan. "N-no," I stuttered, "I'm... fine. I'm okay. I'm good."
I willed my little 'problem' to go away and cursed my pants for being so restricting it was beginning to hurt.
Bella put her hand on my forehead, to feel my temperature, and her chest ended up in my face. If I was going to go through any more of this, I was going to break out into a sweat. I could feel her skin a mere inch away from mine and longed to stick my tongue out and taste her. But not while the three billionaire buffoons were in the room, at least. Their amusement with the situation didn't stretch to me. I just felt horribly, deliciously trapped here under Bella's body...
"No, you feel quite... hot," Bella determined, and when she leaned back into her position straddling my crotch, her mouth opened with a little 'oh!'.
So, she had noticed finally? I felt my cheeks heat up as the laughter started again.
"Um, Edward... sorry," she said, lifting herself off me. Shit, now she's embarrassed, I thought.
"I think we'll leave you here, Mr. Cullen," I heard Aro say, and looked up at him. He winked at me. "...Enjoy yourself."
He turned towards the door, and the other the two followed him, still snickering. Aro left, then Caius... and Marcus was at the door when he turned to me.
"Expect a call from us sometime soon, Edward. I think, from what I've seen here, that I very much like your way of... going about your... business." He flashed me a grin, suddenly looking much younger. I saw him eye Bella appreciatively and wink at her like an old perverted grandfather before he left the room.
As soon as the door clicked closed, I laid my head back and closed my eyes. A low groan fell from my lips. I lifted my hands to run them through my hair.
"I'm... so sorry Edward," I heard Bella stutter, looking frightened. She obviously thought she had almost blown my interview, but from what I saw, she had been just about the only reason I had been able to live through it and gain their approval.
I opened my eyes and sought her out, perched on Aro's recently vacated chair. She was biting down on her full, red lipsticked bottom lip, and I fought back another groan of frustration. She looked unbelievably, indescribably sexy in those clothes.
"Bella, that's insane," I said, reaching my arms out for her. She didn't come at first. "I think you probably saved me."
Her eyebrow was raised now. She didn't believe me.
"It was going very badly, before... I, um, went unconscious," I said. She blushed again, and it was so alluring. "I think you were the one who turned it around. They thought you were brilliant, and, eh... very, caring."
"Really, Edward?" she said, the ghost of a hopeful smile on her face.
I beckoned for her to come into my arms, and she did so, "Certainly."
Her grin then made my heart stutter. I wondered if she knew the effect she had on me. On all of me, I thought, as I realized my erection hadn't gone away at all in the last few minutes. If anything, it had gotten worse. It throbbed painfully against my trousers.
"So..." I choked out, "Does the fact that I have your panties right here," (I lifted them up to dangle in front of her face), "Mean that under that sexy skirt, you're wearing absolutely nothing?"
Bella blushed again, and mumbled something.
"I'm sorry, what was that?" I asked with a grin. I sat up, Bella encased in my arms.
"I said," she began, "Yes."
Oh Christ, I was done for.
"I wish I'd had time to appreciate your gift for longer," I whispered in her ear. I was rewarded by a shiver down her spine and goosebumps breaking out on her neck. I lowered my lips to her neck and placed a hot open-mouthed kiss on her skin. She tasted delicious, even better than she smelt. I flicked my tongue out and ran it in a line to end behind her ear. And when she her heartbeat began to accelerate with anticipation, I let her wait a little longer before taking her earlobe into my mouth and sucking gently. At the same time, my hand travelled down her front and slipped under her blouse, fanning out across her hot stomach. Her head tilted sideways to give me better access, and I continued my assault on her skin— placing kisses on her neck, running my teeth over her ear, sucking on the hollow of her throat... and when her pants began to come quicker and quicker, I began to unbutton her blouse, my fingers deft and quick. I pulled it off her shoulders in one movement, and then with a soft sigh of appreciation, my lips descended on her again.
After a while she couldn't take it anymore, she begged me to kiss her, to let her turn around, but my hands were a gentle cage around her and kept her in this position. I liked this position. I liked giving her pleasure. And the fact that her peach of an ass is pressed back against my erection, and every time she breaths she rocks against it, the less gentlemanly part of my mind reminded me.
I swept her hair behind her shoulder and out of my way as I slowly pushed down the straps of her bra with my tongue. I licked the soft flesh that had been exposed, revelling in its softness. My hand came up from her stomach to cup her full right breast in my palm, and my thumb brushed over her nipple through the thin lace of the bra. We both gasped at the same time as it instantly hardened. She whispered my name, her voice unusually throaty.
She wanted me to hurry, but I wanted to draw this out for as long as I could. I wanted her to beg, to call my name as she came, trembling in my arms. I wanted to do that to her.
She tried to turn around again, but I didn't let her, instead pacifying her by unclipping her bra and letting it drop to the floor beside where we sat. She stiffened as the cold air made her breasts pert and her nipples turn into stiff peaks. Goosebumps covered every inch of her skin, and when my hand went to her left breast and my lips to her right, she moaned at the contact and leaned into my embrace.
I started off with my hands massaging her breast gently, and my tongue darting at intervals out to taste her, but before long my massage had become deep and my tongue was now sucking gently on the flesh of her nipple. It tasted so good. I loved the feeling of being buried in her. I was sure that if she was facing me I could have done this much better, but I didn't want to move just yet. Bella began to rock backwards, pressing into my erection, and she elicited a deep pant from me. She was obviously trying to speed me up. Well, it was working. My breath soon accelerated to match hers.
"Shit, oh, shit," I whispered into her hair as her ass wiggled against me. "Slow... christ... down... oh, fuck... Bell-uh!"
"Edward, I want you now," she pleaded.
"Patience," I managed to pant.
She growled in impatience and stopped her luscious torture on my swollen groin. I gasped in relief but also in loss. If she had continued like that for even a second longer, I would have snapped and fucked her hard against the floor. That was not how I wanted it to go.
My hand travelled down to the top of her little plaid miniskirt, and I whispered, "Who dressed you?", thinking to be looking so fucking sexy, she must have planned this.
"Alice and Rose helped," Bella murmured.
My hand skipped past the skirt and down onto her legs as I suckled on her neck. And then it travelled upwards, darting under her skirt. A gasp of surprise echoed from her lips as my finger brushed against her swollen nub. She wasn't wearing any panties, and her feverish skin was hot and so wet with desire.
My already stiff member seemed to swell even more and press into her backside as she arched back against me. My finger traced her opening slowly and my fingertip came away wet with her juices. I raised it to my lips, sucking on it gently as she stared up at me, wide eyed. I replaced my finger back where it had been and rubbed gently at her skin, my finger sliding across her flesh. Her moans went straight to my cock.
I rolled her clitoris gently between my fingers, and she cried out in the shock of feeling that must have come from it.
With my other hand, I slipped a finger inside her wet opening and ran it up through her flesh, deep inside her. She was now panting, quicker and quicker.
"Oh... yes," she mumbled as her body trembled.
I pulled my finger out slowly; until only my fingertip was inside her, and then pressing against her walls, slid it back in again. She threw her head back and begged for me to be faster. I obliged her by sliding another finger inside her tight wetness, and rubbing it against her. Still, my other hand circled her clit and rolled it between my fingers. I added a third finger as her juices began to flood my hand, and pumping them quickly inside her, I suddenly spread my fingers out and curled them into the flesh of her walls.
"Ah, shit, EDWARD!" She wailed, "Do that again..."
Not being one to deny her, I curled my fingers again, hitting a spot deep inside her and pressing on it. My fingers began to roughly massage that spot and in seconds she was screaming. I had to cover her mouth with one hand to muffle her cries as the other arched inside her. Ahh, she was so wet! I didn't think I'd be able to hold out much longer.
And then she was bucking against me, her hips rising to meet my hand, and her walls began to clench tightly against my fingers in spasm. Her scream was blocked by my hand but still I felt its vibrations through my chest. And her ass arched up and backwards against my member, and the pressure of it had waves of heat spreading through me. If she didn't stop doing that, I was going to come before I was even inside of her.
She finally relaxed back against me, still wearing that tiny skirt and the knee-highs and heels.
"That was the... single... fucking greatest orgasm I've ever had," she panted. "Fucking hell, Edward!"
And then suddenly she jumped up, surprising me, and tore off her skirt. She left on the lacy knee-highs and heels and seeing her in just these made my mouth water. Then she dove back down to the ground, facing me now, and tore off my shirt. All the blood that wasn't already in my groin rushed there as she straddled me, and stroked me through the fabric of my pants. I moaned against her hand, burying my face in her hair.
Christ, how I wanted her.
I felt her fumbling fingers on my button and then she had to get up to pull my pants down and off my legs. And when she settled back onto my lap again, she was now only separated by the thin layer of my boxers, and I could feel the heat of her centre just above my cock. Suddenly, I wanted her to go even faster as she drew down my boxers.
Her eyes widened when she saw my thick, long member stretched towards her as if it was trying to break free of my body and reach her.
"Jesus, you're so hard, Edward," she whispered.
Hearing her say that just made me harder, and when she tentatively touched a finger to my head and traced it back down my shaft I felt a drop of pre-cum spill from my tip. I gasped in surprise as she leant her head down to lick it away. My hips bucked towards her, my body on fire. I wondered how much longer I could last before I pounced and ravaged her. I felt her lips again on my head, and her tongue dart out again to circle it. And then her my member slipped deeper into her mouth, and her little wet tongue was swirling around me, and her hands had come up to massage my balls and stroke what wouldn't fit in her mouth. I threw my head back as waves of ecstasy shot through me. If this was just what it felt like to have her mouth around me, what would it be like when she actually sucked? Or, how about when I was actually coming? How could it get any better than this?
But, oh, it did. She began to raise and lower her head, sucking deeply and sensuously as my member slid in and out of her mouth. I couldn't help but groan as she did this.
"Crap, Bella... I feel, uh... like I should... stop you," I mumbled.
She released me from her mouth with a little pop. I fought my eyes as they tried to roll back into my head.
"Why?" she whispered. She face looked worried, like she thought she had done something wrong.
"Because..." I panted, "If you go on much longer... I'm going to explode... and I want to be inside you when that happens."
"Oh, Edward," she said, her eyelids drooping and her pupils massive. But she didn't look tired— oh no. "Yes."
I took this as my cue to roll her over and underneath me, and supported myself over her heaving body. Her hips raised and I could feel the tip of my erection sink into her wet flesh. She bit down on her lip again.
"Shh," I whispered as I lowered myself into her, pushing in slowly as to not hurt her. She was so tight, and I was so big. I didn't want to turn this pleasure into pain.
But it didn't look like I had, because when I had finally sunk into her to the hilt she was moaning.
"Oh, Edward, you feel so good!" she whispered. Her legs wrapped around my waist and I could feel her heels dig into my backside as she urged me to continue. This was incredibly erotic to me. I had been dreaming about Bella naked underneath me in just her heels and stockings since I had woken up underneath her.
I fit inside her perfectly— we both could feel that. And when I began to pull slowly back out of her, and then slide firmly back in, the jolts of pleasure that raced through us surprised us both. There was little friction between us, as she was so wet and so accommodating, but the pleasure we both felt was intense. Especially when I hit the right spot inside her and she tightened a little more around me. Soon my slow thrusts began to frustrate her, and she dug her heels into my backside again, pushing me deeper inside of her than ever before.
"Ohh!" she moaned. "Edward, faster!"
So I pulled out of her and sank myself back in at a quicker pace, pressing each time a little harder into that spot inside her. Soon she was panting and her back was arching. I could feel her slowly tightening even more around me, and the friction began to grow as my hard member pushed and thrusted against her slick skin. Our skin was slapping against each other and creating a rhythm which I slowly quickened until each thrust almost joined with the next, and fireworks of fire began to fuel the tightening in my lower stomach... and Bella was always fanning the fire higher, sending the heat through my body in waves... and as she tensed up and shouted my name again and again, I thrusted madly until I could feel myself falling over the edge too, the pleasure too much— starbursts shooting behind my clenched shut eyes, and I grabbed onto what I could reach— her head— and kissed her passionately and fiercely as my thrusting slowed and our throbbing bodies sank against each other as we rode the last pulsing waves of the strongest orgasm I had ever had.
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