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A/N: Soooooo sorry this update took so long! My younger brother decided to take his head outta his ass the last month of his senior year and pull up his grades to passing level. He graduated high school Saturday and my family and I had to plan a last minute shin dig. Busy six days before that. Hectic, hectic week, ladies. I didn't have enough time to type. I was mega tired. Who the hell graduates outside at 9 AM? A class 297 with it already being hot as hell? I graduated at 2 PM on a Sunday with a class of 40. The smaller the better.
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GITM Playlist Chapter 26: Sex On Fire-Kings of Leon
Previously:
I pulled up to my house and we got out, careful to not slip on the ice along the way.
"Okay, bitches what do you want to drink?" I asked Ali and Rose before I entered my house.
"Hot cocoa," they both replied in unison. "And movies."
"Okay, three hot cocoas comin' up." We walked in and my thoughts about drinks went out the window when I saw who stood in my living room. "Oh, my God."
"Hi, baby."
"Looks like you got your wish, Bells," Rose whispered.
- - - G I T M - - -
The dark of the alley, the breaking of day
The head while I'm driving, I'm driving
Soft lips are open, knuckles are pale
Feels like you're dying, you're dying
You, your sex is on fire
Consumed with what's to transpire
- - - G I T M - - -
EPOV
"Hi, baby," I said to my shocked wife the second she saw me. I heard Rose whisper something from behind her but I just kept on smiling. I nearly gave in and told her I was coming home early and that I wasn't driving around Yakima. I was really driving around Seattle until I went back before she got there with Rose and Alice.
She flew at me and wrapped her arms around me, pressing kisses to my neck. "What are you doing here? You're not supposed to be back for another three days."
"Charlotte's mom got out of the hospital early so they came back. I missed you so much."
"I missed you, too. Where's your car?"
"I parked it around the house so I could surprise you."
"When did you get back?"
"Not very long ago. 'Bout a half hour before you walked in."
"How come you never told me you might be coming home?"
"Well, that's generally what a surprise is all about, Bells. Not telling you."
"I missed you," she breathed.
"Me too, love."
"And that's our cue to go. Bella, rain check on the cocoa?" Rose piped in.
"Yes, ma'am," my girl answered.
"Ewww, don't call me that."
Bella giggled and continued to nuzzle and kiss my neck. I squeezed her tight and kissed her temple.
"You two are so cute," my sister squealed. "Bye!"
"C'mon, Al," Rose groaned. "You two..."
The girls walked out. I picked Bella up and carried her to our room. This bet between us is fucking over! I haven't touched her in what seemed like forever. I am going to make love to her tonight and into the morning. I kicked the door shut and gently laid her on top of the bed spread and stepped back, toed off my shoes, took my coat off, then my sweatshirt and my shirt then made a move to removed my jeans but Bella stopped me.
"Edward, wait...we can't."
"Bet's off, sweetheart."
"Then who wins?"
"Bella, I don't care. I don't care that you're five and a half months pregnant, I don't care about the bet, you win. I haven't touched you like I've been dying to in two weeks and I've been away from you for four days of those weeks. I swear to motherfucking God...if you don't give in to me right now, I'm going to explode!"
"Help me with my pants," she panted, chest heaving.
I gave a silent thanks to God and yanked off her boots and socks then made quick work of her pants. I pulled her top off, leaving her clad in a black and pink lace bra and panties.
"We can't do it missionary, E. I may not be that big but my belly will still get in the way. I read on the Internet about 'the new missionary position'. I lay on my back with a pillow under my ass, my legs against your chest and you kneel between them. I wanna try that."
"Okay, baby," I answered, staring at her beautiful body. Even with a child inside her, she still looked as gorgeous as ever. There were absolutely no marks of stretched skin anywhere. "Do you use lotion to prevent your skin from—"
"Yes, I do. Palmer's Cocoa Butter Formula. It's massage lotion. Every morning. Why're we talking about this?"
"You're just...you're so gorgeous."
"You don't need to butter me up. Ya got me already, married me and knocked me up. You don't need to mess with compliments anymore."
"I'm always gonna do that, sweetheart. It won't change."
"Yeah, yeah, talk later, sexy time now," she held her arms out, signaling me for her to join her on the bed.
You don't gotta tell me twice.
BPOV
Edward rose over me, his head tilting, lips hovering over mine. "Kiss me, Bella," he crooned against my mouth. A whimper left my lips, my arms circled his neck, my fingers burying in the thick, copper strands to pull his head down to me. My tongue stroked over his lips as a deep groan met the caress. He tasted of heat and dark desire, a taste I craved in that moment. As I moved closer to the warmth of his body, my breath caught in my lungs at the feel of his erection through his jeans, against my thigh.
"Il mio dolce amore," he rasped as his head lifted from the kiss. "You are so stunning."
I shivered under the cadence of his voice and his palm curling around my breast, his fingers pulling the fabric of my bra aside then moving to the distended peak of my nipple.
"The taste of you makes me crazy." His head lowered, his tongue stroking over the opposite nipple as his fingers plucked its mate. "You make my blood heat with hunger for you. Hands above your head, baby."
I put my hands on either side of my head. My back arched, his breath blowing over my nipple before his lips parted further and drew the tight bud in his mouth. I pressed my head back into the pillow, my eyes widening at the feel of his teeth raking the tip then closing on it, tugging gently. Little flares of pleasure raced through me, my core pulsing and spilled dampness while my clit swelled and throbbed with need. The feel of him, his lips sucking at my nipple, his strong hands stroking over my body was so familiar yet it felt as if it was the first time after not being touched for two endless weeks.
It was amazing.
"Edward," I whispered his name, desperate to give voice to the sensations as they washed over me. "Let me touch you."
"I'm touching you, love," he husked. "We'll get there." He resumed suckling.
"Please," my head lowered until my lips could caress the hard muscle of his shoulder, persuading him, silently promising to let him return the favor as his lips and tongue lashed at the engorged nipple. "Let me feel you. I haven't felt you in so long. I want to taste you." I wanted him in my mouth. I wanted to suck him, feel him throbbing between my lips.
"God, you'll destroy me."
"Please," I pleaded.
"Taste me, sweetheart. And when you're finished I'll take my turn." He crooned and went to his knees to unbutton his jeans. He kicked the denim off, his boxers following and sat on the bed, leaning on his elbows. His head turned and he looked at me. "In front of me, baby."
I nodded and sat up to go to the floor in front of him. I pulled the bra cup back over my breast before positioning myself on my knees to give my husband the pleasure I experienced under his touch. I wanted to be the one to make him come, I wanted his release before mine.
"I dreamed of your tongue," he whispered. "Watching you between my thighs, your head lowering as you hold the shaft steady with your hand; your tongue coming out, licking over it."
I swayed as I felt the punch that seemed to fill my core. I was already wet but more of my juices coated my folds now as the need for his taste rocked through me. Moving between his spread legs, I gripped the stiff, heavy flesh at the base of his erection as it rose towards my lips. My mouth watered as I got closer.
"You're beautiful," Edward groaned, reaching out to push my hair back over my shoulder. "Let me watch, honey. Let me see you licking me, taking me inside."
EPOV
I was nearly insane with lust now, anticipating the feel of her lips. How I had managed not to rush her, I don't know. Never had I thought my patience would be tested to this extent, that my self control would ever attempt to break so easily.
She finally did it.
She licked me.
Her tongue was like a stroke of pure fire over the swollen head of my dick. The too-sensitive flesh jerked with the pleasure and I let out a loud, almost mistaken for pain moan, causing my girl's head to lift in alarm.
"Did I hurt you? I'm so sorry."
"It's okay, baby," I groaned. "It wasn't pain, it was pleasure. It felt so good. See how I enjoy your touch? Even my dick trembles for you."
A smile touched her full lips for a split second before her head lowered again and I was forced to bite back another shout of pure ecstasy. Heated and damp, her little tongue licked over me then curled beneath the crest, rubbing against the super-sensitive skin beneath the head. It was otherworldly. It was exquisite.
"So good," I growled, teeth clenched over the words, it was so fucking hot. I was panting as she sucked and nipped. Then, her lips slid over the head, taking it into her mouth and tightening as she began to suck harder. I couldn't bear it. My hands fisted the blanket beneath him, hips jerking slightly. Her tiny moans were driving me insane.
"Lick," I gasped. "Use your tongue, baby, as you suck. Ah fuck!" I nearly lost it when she applied her tongue in just the right spot; below the flared head. She rubbed with her tongue, sucked with her hot, damp mouth and I nearly exploded. "Oh, Bella."
Her moan vibrated around my flesh and I felt my knuckles clutch the comforter, my muscles tightened to keep from spilling in to her mouth. I couldn't take much more, my body was straining to hold back, sweat popped up on my body and ran down my temple.
"Bella, baby," I moaned, my hips jerking involuntarily against her ministrations, driving my length deeper. I wanted to fuck her, I wanted to bury myself inside her as deep as I possibly could. She moaned again, sank her mouth deeper on me and I hissed in extreme pleasurable torture. Holy shit her mouth was driving me crazy. I couldn't stop her, I couldn't come yet, she still had her mouth on me, clearly enjoying every fucking second of it. She was enjoying what every lick, every suck, every stroke of her fingers did to me. My hips surged, I felt my balls tighten, felt the rush of electricity up my spine.
"Baby, I have a limit here. I'm gonna come in the sweet mouth of yours if you keep going."
Don't come.
Hold it back.
Fight the feeling.
She didn't stop, her mouth moved more firmly on me, tightening; her tongue rubbed and stroke, her teeth raked. I couldn't do this. Coming in her mouth wasn't what I had planned for us.
"Fuck!" My hands flashed out, gripping her hair. My control was shattering, I could feel the pulsing in my dick. "Bella," I breathed out roughly. "I wanna come inside you." I tried to pull her head back from the throbbing shaft, my fingers in her hair and all she did was moan which earned another surge of my hips.
Her head bobbed fiercly, pumping me and I swear I whimpered.
Her tongue licked, rubbed faster and I was gone, my control lost.
"Bella, you're gonna make me come," I rasped, my protest faint as her tongue swirled around the head. "Sweetheart, I can't hold back." My hips tightened, arched. "God, baby!" Her tongue flickered over the little slit at the top of the head, working as much as she could inside, her hands rubbing my pelvic area. She wanted my orgasm, I knew she did. I gasped and came, crying out, spilling inside the hot cavern of her mouth as she drank down every drop. I was lost in release, my wife's talented lips and tongue pulling, forcing every drop from me.
She lifted her head, licked her lips and smiled at me. Her hands traveled behind her back and unhooked the bra she was wearing.
"You're a very dangerous woman," I panted.
"I'm yours, though."
"All mine," I agreed, yanking down her panties and laying her down on our bed, my lips moving between her breasts. "Mine alone."
BPOV
Hunger blazed through me as his hands lowered to drag my legs apart, situating himself between them. The hard ridge of his erection ground against my sex, making me wetter. I was probably getting the bed damp but he felt so damn good. A gasp barely escaped me as his lips suddenly covered mine, slanted over them, sucking my tongue inside his mouth. One hand cupped the back of my neck as his tongue licked against mine as though he hadn't kissed me before. A whimpering moan vibrated in my throat and my clit swelled and ached as my fingers plunged into his hair to hold him to me.
"Don't stop," I mumbled against his mouth and resumed kissing him.
"Never." He broke our kiss and his lips moved to my neck before spreading a line of kisses to my collarbone. His emerald gaze fell to my nipples as he finished, powerful need burning bright in it. He lowered his head and began to torture the tips once more.
"Ed-Edward...oh, God...yes! Like that, it feels so good."
"It tastes just as good as it feels, baby, if not more."
My neck arching, damp heat surrounding the sensitive peak, I pulled him closer as words of encouragement fell from my lips, spurring him on. Words that had his mouth tugging tighter on the tender tip, his tongue lashing faster, teeth nipping harder. I sat up on my elbows and watched him engorge himself on me just as he had watched me between his legs just moments ago. I looked into his eyes, green and wicked, determined to torture me. His cheeks hollowed as he sucked at my nipple with such hungry demand that I felt each stroke of his tongue shoot from the area to my core. The muscles there clenched painfully, spasming with a need to filled.
"Edward, please," I sobbed. "No more...fuck me, please!" I wrapped my legs around his thighs and ground my hips closer to him, the heavy length pressing heatedly against my clit.
"Bella," he groaned, releasing my nipple. "God damn I missed you." He moved down, kissing each area he passed. "I dreamed of plunging inside you, hearing your cries of pleasure through the night while I was away." He laid btween my legs, licking and kissing and nipping my inner thighs. "I ached for the taste of you." He kissed the top of my mound. "It's my turn now, baby. You got to taste me, now I get to eat you. Just thinking in a few seconds I'll have your taste on my tongue makes me wanna come."
"Please," I begged.
"God, you waxed for me. So soft, Bella."
"Edward..."
"Shh, baby. Just lay there and enjoy this. Let me have you as long as I want. Just let me have you."
With a firm press of his thumb to my clit, he pulled it back, licked the little of what was my juices from it, then dove in.
I heard my cries throughout the room and could do nothing to still them, smother them. My husband's lips, teeth and tongue were burning me...inside and out. He had my legs open wide, eating me-like he said he would-with decadence, whispering words of pleasure between every stroke, suck and nibble, fueling the fire building inside me.
His tongue was voracious; small, flickering caresses against my clit caused me to arch, my hips jerking from the bed as sensations of need raked against my nerve endings. Each hard circular stroke around the hard, throbbing nub stole my breath, my womb convulsed with the need to come as the fire raced through me, setting me aflame.
Edward's fingers weren't still either. One rimmed my aching center, spreading the wetness that spilled from me before his tongue licked lower, moving to lap at me fervently, keeping me so close to the edge but not enough to actually let it happen. I was so close. Too close to be held back in such a way. I could feel that coil tightening, igniting a storm that raced through my bloodstream.
I writhed beneath the onslaught, my head tossing to and fro as he devoured me.
"Fucking hell, I could live off your taste, sweetheart," he growled.
"!" No words could escape me, only noises.
Suddenly, his tongue plunged inside the gripping entrance, fucking into me with eating strokes that had a strangled scream leaving my lips. I was panting for air, sensation pouring across my flesh, sensitizing me, leaving me sobbing against the massive erotic torture he was creating. His hands smoothed over my thighs, his thumb flicked at my clit, sending sharp zings of electricity through my core. His hands curved along the cheeks of my ass, and as his tongue drove deeper inside me, he brought me closer to his mouth, closer to my orgasm.
"Edward..." I gripped the blanket tight. I writhed under him, my head hanging back helplessly as I felt perspiration gathering along my body, trickling down the sides as my juices flowed, immediately licked up by an eager, hungry tongue. "I can't...I can't stand it! Make it stop!" I tried to scream, demand that he ease the pressure building in my lower abdomen, my thighs, deep inside me.
He didn't waver, he didn't answer. If anything, his mouth became more voracious, his fingers exploring further.
"Edward, I swear...I can't stand..." I lost my words, my breath as I felt two of his fingers breach my entrance and pumping in and out with abandon. "Oh, fuck!" I fought the surge of almost painful sensation that shot through me.
"The hell you can't. You will come for me, Bella. I want it. Now!" he snarled, his fingers pumping faster as his lips covered my clit once again, working me hard. He suckled at the bundle of nerves, his tongue swirling and flicking over it as his fingers slowed to an easy thrust.
I shattered, screamed, saw lights flash behind my eyes and heard Edward's roar of satisfaction a second before he was rising between my thighs. He laid my legs against his chest, placed a pillow under my ass, gripped the backs of my knees and plunged inside to the hilt with one smooth, slow thrust. I jerked in his grip, my nails practically ripping the comforter. I felt every inch of him, throbbing inside me as fingers of electricity sizzled through me and the tension began to increase once again.
"Ah, God, you're tight...so wet," he moaned, expression strained as I stared up at him. "Soft as silk."
EPOV
I spread her legs further and pressed them back against her, almost to her chest. She clenched around me. "Fuck! Bella. Ah, God."
"Mmm, yes, Edward. Oh, God, please." She twisted beneath me, fighting the hold I had on her.
I couldn't breathe, all I could do was lose my breath as I drove inside her, impaled her. Buried my length fully. Mindless, rapturous. The sensations blazed deeper, higher; they filled my senses and sent me spiraling as I gave her what she asked for, what she pleaded for. My dick was a hard, blistering length of iron pumping inside her, her tender tissue squeezing me, building the tension.
"There it is, sweetheart. Let it have you, baby."
The muscles in her core were indeed milking me. My dick slid slowly from the clutching grip of her vagina and I heard her desperate groan of pleasure; then I thrust back in, making her cry out in need and then there was no stopping me. I arched back, gripping her legs, pressing them even closer to her body and stared down where we met together as my erection-slick with her juices-powered in and out.
In.
Out.
Gyrate my hips.
Pull out.
Plunge in.
Over and over I repeated the same thing, earning a broken whimper and a sob from my wife's lips. Pulling back, I began fucking inside her deep and hard, snarling at the pleasure that built with each stroke, at the extreme ecstasy overtaking my body. My thighs bunched, my balls drew up nearly into my body before I finally felt Bella explode.
"Ah, fuck. There, baby. So sweet and hot. Come for me, Bella, come for me so hard," I gasped out.
She tightened around my dick nearly to the point of pain as it began pulsing around me. Liquid heat engulfed me, burned me an sent me careening into a furious drive toward my own orgasm.
"God, yes," I panted between erratic pumps. "Sweet girl...ah, baby! God help me, I love you so fucking much!"
The release exploded through my body, drawing my body tight as an animalistic sound left my throat. I buried my dick to the furthest depths of her before I felt the harsh, blinding explosions tear through my body. It was the greatest kind of destruction, it was consuming as I felt my semen shooting inside, covering her trembling walls, her heated depths wrapping tight around me. It held me on edge, milking spurt after spurt from my body before the last shudder tore through me and left me exhausted.
I slid out and collapsed at Bella's side.
"That was—" she panted.
"Yeah, fucking amazing."
"I mean wow. I've never felt so—"
"Good? It felt so good."
"Just wow, Edward."
"Wanna go again?"
"Oh, yes!" She sat up, stroking me to get me hard and placed the head at her still-wet entrance. "Ready, E? We're gonna go all night like you said."
"Yes," I groaned as she pumped her fist. "Again."
"When I have this baby, you're fucking me in the hot tub, Edward Cullen." She ran my dick through her wetness, prepping us.
"Yes, do it, baby. Fuck me!"
"Can we eat when we're done?"
"Yes, Bella," I laughed/groaned. "Do it."
And she did. She sat down hard and rode me throughout the night.
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Translation:
il mio dolce amore = my sweet love