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Chapter 34
Songs for chapter
Justin Timberlake ft. Beyonce- Until the End of Time
No Doubt- Underneath it All
Bella's POV Part 2
Previously on Until I Saw You
"The only man's name you will ever display on your back will be, MINE...the only man's attention you will ever need is mine, and the only man that will ever have you, as I have you now...in my arms, creaming your thighs and whimpering like a bitch in heat...Will. Be. Me!" Each word was delivered with a firm tug to my pebbled flesh.
My body was so high on this man and his intoxicating presence.
"Do you understand princessa?" He crooned in his velvety tone, making me whimper and grind my ass against his front. He wasn't satisfied by my non verbal response and flicked each stiffened peak harshly.
He must have wanted a more articulate response to his reprimand, because my answer of..."Fuck Edward, harder...baby, harder," drove him insane and I suddenly found myself being dragged over to the couch.
At first I thought he would finally put me out of my misery, but oh no, my bad boy had other ideas.
I was pushed to stand in front of his leather love seat's armrest, while he stood directly behind me…breathing harshly.
"Since you're having such a hard time focusing, I'm going to have to help you," his sweet breath caressed my neck, making me inhale deeper. My neck turned in his direction eagerly wanting to feel his soft lips on mine, but instead, I was redirected like a petulant child, by a pull to my hair and his smooth voice telling me to look forward.
I guess he really does like role play, because anyone looking in…would think he was my Dominant and not my equal.
Don't get me wrong...there's something incredibly erotic about the man you love putting you over his knee and leaving a nice tinge of pink, on each cheek.
The warmth of his hands massaging your backside after each swat is…arousing.
Just the thought of this man wearing a pair of skin tight leather pants, wielding a flogger in his hands, is enough for me to 'almost' cum. I said almost people, because lord knows I need those fingers and cock to finish the job...at least, tonight.
We have the rest of our lives to get 'creative.'
I wonder how he would feel about bringing in that special dildo; he made for me…into our playtime.
Both stretching me to the hilt and triggering a massive orgasm from me. I could see myself slowly dribbling down his length and balls.
Marking him with my essence.
I'm suddenly brought back to the present, by the rough feel of denim scrapping my thighs. My bad boy now has me in nothing but my undergarments, and by looks of that incredible bulge in his pants...he definitely likes what he sees.
I spread my legs apart a bit and bend over at the waist.
At this angle he has the perfect view of my love box.
My panties are saturated with my juices and my pussy lips are clearly defined through the flimsy material.
I can tell he's noticed this by the sudden gasp/growl he's released.
Shaking my ass a bit, I coyly look over my shoulder and ask...
"Like what you see bad boy?"
He launches himself at me and pins my upper body over the armrest. My face is pushed into the cushion by his one arm, while the other palms my backside.
He squeezes each cheek, before smacking each one...five times in rapid succession. The resounding slaps echoes throughout the room, while the sting of each sharp slap shoots straight to my clit.
The pain and pleasure combo leaves me quite breathless and in need for...more, much, much more.
I'm such a dirty girl.
"Oh fuck, fuck...fuck!" I repeat as a mantra. I have never felt so alive. My body responds to this man and him alone.
He has ruined me...no other man can compare nor would I be interested in testing this theory.
I honestly believe he is it for me.
My equal.
My friend.
My lover.
My everything...
"Looks like someone enjoys a good spanking," his lip travels the length of my spine...licking, kissing, nipping every inch of exposed flesh.
His tongue suddenly licks my lower back and slowly...oh so slowly, following its trail until his mouth is at the back of my neck where he suddenly stops and pulls away.
His thumb slowly follows the curve of each letter that is permanently engrained on my skin.
That tattoo was the only piece of my little prince charming, I could carry with me. This small piece was dedicated to the man I loved and at the same time mourned in private.
The man who did the tat asked me the why and who it represented, but I refused to say anything, other than 'a love lost.'
The words...My love, My Bean Stalk, have been on my skin since I've been fifteen.
"When?" He asked in the most tender voice I've ever heard...and it's come from between those lips.
His voice held so much emotion...so, so much love and adoration.
I felt completely drowned in him and I wouldn't have it any other way.
He pulled me up, so my back was once again against his front and kissed that one spot over and over, worshiping his youthful nickname, as I told him how it came to be.
The summer I spent in Spain and how I met Angela.
How her cousin Marcos was a tattoo artist, who took the three of us under his wing, and taught us how to kick box.
I told him about the night he offered to give us tats if we so desired and how my automatic response was to put his name on my body, because I wanted to carry him with me...always
My bad boy growled at the mention of Marcos marking me, but with the knowledge of the why...he calmed and laughed.
Now, I know you're scratching your head, because the laugh threw me off too, but when he pulled away from me and asked me to turn around...I laughed too.
There he stood with no shirt on, pointing to his right peck.
In old English letters were the words 'My lil Princess' displayed proudly on his chest.
I swooned at this.
Here we stood, both showing the other how long we've loved and wanted the other.
Jesus, we truly are the perfect pair.
My giggling was cut off as my eyes roamed this man's unbelievable torso. His strong neck with that sexy as all hell Adam's apple, which at the moment is swallowing hard. His broad shoulders, sculpted chest, with a fine sprinkling of chest hair in that insanely hot bronze color. My eyes finally move lower, only to stop and let out a combination of a gasp/moan when the intricate details of what appeared to be an all black dragon...come into view.
FUCK!
The design is simple with an Asian feel to it. It's wrapped around his left side, with the tail ending just above that very lickable hip bone. The small burst of red around the puzzle like pieces finish off the sexy creation and at the same time leave me in a sea of red lust.
His abs contract with every deep inhale and exhale he releases. He's completely aware of the power he has on me, yet there he stands like the perfect statue...waiting for me to strike.
Slowly, oh so slowly I lower myself to my knees and crawl over to his feet. His fists clench as he watches my lithe form move like a cat, ready to devour her prey.
Sitting back on my legs, I kneel and nuzzle the large problem he seems to sporting. I can smell his desire for me and see the evidence, as the tip continues to leak.
My tongue darts out and laps at the wet spot on his pants.
His head falls back as his fingers entwine themselves in my hair.
"Baby please," he begs as I begin to unbuckle his belt and pop open the button of his slacks.
"Please what..." I trail off, wanting desperately for him to confess his needs and wants.
"Ughh," he moans as he watches my teeth latch onto his zipper and lower it. His pants sag on his hips giving me clear access to those amazing hip bones that form a perfect V.
I'm desperate to get my lips on his flesh, but I need him to tell me what he wants first.
Hey, he did it to me first.
"Fuck princessa...I want that mouth on my skin. Bite me, fuck that...mark me!" he roars and I comply immediately.
I trace the lines of his V with the tip of my tongue. His skin tastes of man and sex, a flavor uniquely his and his alone. I knew he wasn't a fan of taking cologne showers...he liked to keep it simple.
I was so busy nipping and sucking on those delicious bones, that I never noticed Edward dropping his pants on the floor. While they stilled and pooled at his feet and needed to be fully removed along with his shoes...my eyes were solely trained on the beautiful piece of meat staring me in the face.
I had come to believe that the replica I had was other worldly, but I was wrong. This, this thick, hard and leaking cock was on a whole other level.
His cock was that of a god.
My mouth was suddenly dry and in need to satiate its thirst so without thinking twice I leaned forward and licked his engorged head before fully enveloping it in my mouth.
"Shit...fuck...fuckin' shit baby," he groaned.
The moment my lips wrapped around that head two things happened...
Edward roared and I gushed.
*hides behind brick wall* Sowwy, but like I said it was a three part scene and I was not about to cut them off mid stroke!
Now with that being said I really need to take a small break and will not post next week. Yes, I know ur all pissed and I can already see all the key boards flying towards my head, but folks I'm burnt out!
I spent all week long working on the Blog and PDF of I'm sexy and I Know It! My poor eyes hurt from looking at my comp screen.
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