[NSFM warning]
-Pssst...
where did everyone go?-
As Edward's fingers slipped below the waistband of Bella's trousers, her focus on the screen in front of her wavered. Her eyes closed and her head fell back to his shoulder. It wasn't because of lack of interest in the scene before her, but the fact that she was on total overload. Given the choice, she wanted to savor the moment she'd waited for over the last year.
"What will I find when my fingers slide into your pussy, Bella? Will it be wet? Smooth, hot...?"
Bella hummed, attempting to buy herself a few seconds to respond coherently. His hand still rested just above her pubic bone, and she knew he was waiting for an answer.
"Groomed..." she breathed heavily, hoping he understood.
His hand moved down quickly, sweeping over her pubis and lips. "Good. I like that you are a woman, but glad I won't have to deal with hair in my teeth when I have a snack."
Bella licked her lips, thinking of Edward's tongue and mouth on her pussy, but then remembered she'd hadn't answered his other questions. "I'm hot and soo..." she exhaled and then breathed deep again, the movement making Edward's hand move a little lower. "I'm wet, so wet. When your fingers enter me, they'll be slick, absolutely coated."
Edward didn't waste a second after Bella's confession. His fingers parted her sensitive lips, his fingers instantly painted with her slippery secretions. "Tell me what you're thinking?" Edward commanded in a low growl in her ear.
"I'm thinking about your fingers pinching my clit and working in and out of me. Your touch is so perfect that I'll come quickly." Bella surprised herself with how easy it was to tell Edward her secret thoughts. She'd never felt this free with a man but couldn't imagine hiding her desires from him. Ever.
Bella's honesty was adored by Edward and his fingers delved deep inside her pussy, wanting to bring her to the edge of orgasm. Just as she began to push forward, a tell-tale sign that she was close to her climax, he withdrew. "Look at the screen. This is what you wanted to see, wasn't it? And look at you now, ignoring it so you can concentrate on your own pleasure—how disrespectful."
As soon as Bella opened her eyes and fixed them back on the screen, Edward's fingers resumed their massage. "As long as you are watching, I'll keep finger fucking you."
Two orgasms and fifteen minutes later, Bella slumped back against Edward. She'd been so busy concentrating on her own body that she'd failed to notice that Edward was unyieldingly hard against her ass. Her hand swept down and palmed his cock through his pants. "I want to touch this." She licked her lips again, her mouth somewhat dry after her orgasms, but thinking about Edward's cock made her mouth water anew. Her hands went to the button on his pants, his gaze never leaving her face. After his cock was released, Bella hesitantly placed her mouth over the tip, her lips over her teeth, and applied pressure. His hands went to her hair and tugged, at first slight, but then stronger to the point of a little discomfort. It made Bella moan around his cock, the sensation driving Edward closer.
After a few minutes, he finally spoke. "Make me come."
And because Bella never wanted to disappoint her man, she did just that.