Despair 54: A night oot in the toon part 2

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BPOV

We went in this club.

The ceiling was low. The music was pounding as a heartbeat in my chest. Everyone was under 25. I was fucking drunk, horny and in love. In that exact order.

I just wanted to be devoured by Edward.

I've been watching him, watching me attentively all night long. Pouring me my drinks, listening to me in conversation, holding my hand, placing said hand on his hard on.

And tonight, was the night for some rough fucking. My inner drunk seconds this motion. I snickered.

"OK, I really need to know what you're thinking," Edward whispered in my ear as he handed me my drink.

"I'm thinking very dirty things, Mr Cullen,"I said. I licked his earlobe.

He looked at me. Seriously. Could my boyfriend be any fucking hotter? I licked my lips.

"You have been teasing me all night long. You shall be punished."

He declared, attempting to be quite ominous but making me effectively cream my panties.

"Are you wet for me?" He asked.

"Yes." I said breathlessly.

"Show me." he demanded. Oh my.

"How?" I asked. We were surrounded by people imitating sex with clothes on. The music was pumping. Nothing was helping my fucking predicament. Yes, pun very much intended, thank you.

"Find out a way." He challenges.

"I'll be right back. Hold my drink, please?" He picked it up and I left his side.

I went in the toilet, where the girls, were yelling at each other.

I went inside the cubicle and shut the door behind me.

My breath caught when I removed my panties.

They were soaking.

For good measure I dipped a finger in my pussy.

A soft moan involuntarily left me as I pictured Edward's fingers doing the same things.

Oh my, Edward was transforming into an insatiable hussy. Och, well!

I left the toilet and walked up to him. My panties were lifted to his face and I became playful.

"May I present to you exhibit A, ruined panties."

His eyes widened but he kept his composure.

Alicia and Rosalie were giving it their all at the dancefloor.

The guys were watching the girls dancing with dreamy faces. It appears that love is in the air tonight.

He brought the bundle of fabric close to his nose. Then he inhaled. I felt arousal trickling down my thigh.

"Fuck, Bella, how much can a man endure? Exhibit A is not being worn and that means that you're …. bare?"

I nodded.

"Oh fuck!" he exclaimed.

"Wait it 'till I present you with exhibit B."

"There is an exhibit B?"

"Of course there is." I went close to him and placed my index finger covered on my juices on his lips. His nostrils flared, as realisation dawned on him and what I was presenting him with.

He opened his mouth and sucked greedily on my finger.

"Drink up, we're leaving." he said eager to leave.

"But I want to dance with the girls." I whined.

"There is nae chance in hell, you're dancing with the girls, love. You have made your bed tonight, and you have no fucking idea how badly you need to lie in it."

Och well!

Goodbyes were short.

Ethan slured something about outside being so cold I would freeze my fanny off.

I told him that this fanny was on fire.

He pretended to be shocked but it was Edward who shushed me and dragged me out and into a taxi.

Yup, no filter with the alcohol.

Possessiveward was HAWT!

My panties remained in Edward's nose for the duration of the taxi ride. The rest of the ride was silent.

The minute the door was shut behind us the beast was unleashed.

I was pressed against the door.

"All night long you've been teasing me." His hot breath sent tingles in all the right places.

He grabbed the fabric of my dress lifting it.

"How can I punish you?" I knew his question was rhetorical but my breath quickened.

He tore my dress apart. I could see his muscles rippling underneath his shirt. I could hear the fabric being torn to pieces.

A wave of arousal took over. He cupped my pussy and he swore quietly.

"So fucking wet, oh baby, what am I going to do with you?"

"Fuck me, please." I whimpered.

"Turn around," he commanded.

He kept his hand on my pussy. I was dying of anticipation. I was naked in front of him, as he made quick of ridding me of my bra as soon as I turned.

He played with my clit for a moment, as he licked my neck.

"I know just the thing, to punish my cockteasing girlfriend."

His hand left my pussy.

I knew I was dripping wet. Nobody else had played with my body quite so expertly. Edward had yet to shed any clothes.

As soon as his hand landed on my ass, mixed feelings of shame and arousal came to the surface.

He didn't strike so hard, it just left a tingly sensation. He rubbed with his hand.

He repeated this a couple of times.

"Do you like that, Bella?" his voice is filled with trepidation.

He cups my breast and brings his other hand to my clit. I moaned loudly against the door at the different sensations.

"Answer me love. Let me give you pleasure."

"No, "I said simply. "Let me."

And with that I span around and dropped to my knees.

I unzipped his trousers, removed his shirt and lowered his boxers in a fluid move.

I took him in my mouth as deep as I could go.

"Fuck!" he hissed. I motioned his hand to my hair. He grabbed a handful and placed his weight against the door.

I licked the underside of his cock.

I licked the tip of him in circular motions and licked his slit.

He growled.

I took him in again and tried to relax my throat.

His hips were bucking.

My arousal was dripping.

I reached and started massaging his balls.

I experimented on tugging them lightly and was rewarded with a prolonged yeeesss.

He started moving faster and faster.

His eyes remained on mine, throughout.

When his brows furrowed in concentration, I knew he was close.

I went faster, I hollowed my cheeks and took him inside my mouth so far down, that when he came in profanities, he came deep down my throat.

I looked up at him with a smug smile.

He smiled down at me as he was trying to catch his breath. He leaned against the door and slid down. He brought his face forth and kissed me.

He prompted me to stand.

He positioned my ankles spread so that he was underneath inbetween.

And then his tongue was on me.

He kept my ankles steady as I was moving frantically back and forth as he kept his tongue flat and steady.

When he added his fingers in me, I was gone.

I screamed his name and the word fuck countless times.

My orgasm seemed to last forever.

Every ending on my body had become a live wire.

I collapsed a panting mess, my back to his chest.

He nuzzled on my neck and inhaled deeply.

"Shall we go to sleep now, Miss Swan?" he asked lazily.

"Aye." I replied.

He lifted me bridal style and took me to bed.

I was a tired, exhausted mess.

He brought me a cleansing wipe and I kissed him in thanks.

He laid on the bed and dragged me against his chest.

I happily nuzzled against him.

We smelled like sex.

I snickered before I drifted off.

Yup, we are most definitely going clubbing again.

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