35.
He's all over me.
His hands are covering every inch of my skin, his mouth following their path. I'm rendered to gasps and moans and cries of pleasure, unable to speak even his name.
He whispers mine as he removes my pants, leaning back and letting me go as he rips his jacket and then his shirt off his body. I sit up instantly and run my hands over his chest, my tongue sweeping out of my mouth to flick his nipple. He gasps, but recovers himself a moment later, pushing me back and continuing his all-out assault—pleasurable as it is—on my stomach. His tongue dips into my belly button, making my abdomen muscles contract, and in that moment, I can tell why he liked that so much last night.
Soon, he's licking around the edge of my panties and I'm so wet it's almost damn uncomfortable. I buck my hips and plead him with my eyes, letting out another whimper, which morphs into a moan as he literally rips off my underwear. The sting that is left in its wake is so strangely pleasurable, but before I can dwell on that too much, he's pulling my thighs apart, lying down in between them, and looking into my eyes as his mouth descends.
So wound up, I buck and cry out his name, my hands flying to his hair, as he sucks my clit into his mouth, a finger at my entrance, stationary for but a moment before it delves into me, curling up.
"God… Edward!"
And that was the last for tonight... until tomorrow, when you'll get chapters 36-38.
I know. I'm so damn cruel.
But'cha love me.
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