Part 3
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His lips tilted against her ear. "Touch her for me, kitten … I wanna see what I do to you."
Edward held her dress above her waist, and ever-so-slowly, her fingers drifted toward her center, intent on doing his bidding. His skin felt like it was being shredded as he awaited the evidence of her sticky center. Edward salivated when she grazed the tender flesh between her legs, with a moan tripping off her lips. "How does it feel? Wet? Throbbing? Want me buried deep in there, don't you?"
Bella shivered as warm air rushed along her neck, gooseflesh raising the hair on her arms as she withdrew her gloved fingers to find them damp. "I am so unbelievably hot … think I might burst with this incorrigible ache … been burning for it … so long."
"Give me your fingers, kitten." Edward heard the husky quality of his voice, and there was no denying the effect she had on him. Shifting on his feet, she pushed his hips forward, grinding his length into her buttocks. He found the urge to drool as she offered him her hand. His eyes rolled as her musky scent curled in his nostrils, and he leaned forward, licking the silk covering her fingers. "Umm … taste like peaches. Ever sunk your teeth into a warm, juicy peach and had the essence of the fruit drip off your chin? Fucking incomparable … till I put my tongue in your pussy, kitten. Addiction with a capital A."
Damn, he made her sound delicious. Bella lifted a perfectly arched brow in speculation. When a look of disbelief dimmed the light in her eyes, Edward groaned, pushing her fingers toward her mouth. "Taste yourself … fucking amazing. The flavor just melts on your tongue."
She contemplated him for a long moment and hesitantly darted the tip of her tongue out. Musky cream tinged her tastebuds, causing this heady sensation to take a new flight. Suddenly, the fire in her belly turned into a blaze of utter wonder. How was it possible for one act to make things seem so dirty, yet … yet … invigorating?
Edward's cock throbbed wildly as he watched her clean the fluid from her glove. He shuffled the material in his hands until his fingertips skimmed the tender flesh of her pelvis. Dipping lower, he feathered a touch along her clit. "So fucking sexy …"
Bella wiggled her hips with anticipation clawing through her. "Stop talking, Mr. Cullen, and get to business."
A mischievous glint entered his eyes as their gazes clashed in the mirror. With a snarl curling his lip, he nodded, "Yes, ma'am, minx … Knew I was a fucking slave … yet, damn, kitten, I willingly kneel at your feet."
Excitement flashed through her as she watched him drop to his knees. A flurry of movement happened as he dropped her skirt, only to find the back and duck beneath the flimsy silk. His hot breath coasted over her bare butt, considering she'd chosen a pair of sheer thongs to wear under this dress, inspiring another excited shimmy of her hips. Bella gulped as smooth fingertips coasted over one globe, and with a light tap, he whispered, "Bend the fuck over, kitten … fucking thongs … you're trying to kill me."
Edward's command caused her to shudder. Staring at herself in the mirror, she was dazed; her drooping as her fingers curled over the edges of her vanity table. As she stuck her ass out, she felt the brush of his fingers coast over the thin fabric of her panties. Her head dropped on her shoulders with a whimper.
Edward was in heaven. If he could paint a picture of what heaven was on this earth, he was in precisely the right location. His cock throbbed as he stared up at the apex of her thighs, and he had to will the rush of blood to cool before he busted a nut in his pants—which wouldn't be the first time since being introduced to this hellcat.
Enamored by the sight of her damp panties, he lifted until his lips lingered only a centimeter from his ultimate goal. "Looks delicious … You're so turned on, nearly fucking dripping straight through your panties."
Bella was going insane with the intoxicating feel of his breath between her legs. Her knees trembled as Edward let his fingers trail up her thighs to part her tender flesh. He could've stayed in this position forever. Yet, the temptation to taste the dew seeping through her panties drew him forward until he was slipping his tongue over the silken scrap of fabric. With a predatory growl, he followed the string where it disappeared between her buttocks.
As her essence coated his tongue, he became famished, urging her forward, allowing him greater access to her honeyed center. Greedily, he devoured her ripe core through her panties, licking and sucking, relishing the cries ripped from her dry throat. "So, fucking good … like a Georgia peach … delicious."
Bella weakened, her elbows dropping to the vanity for support as her knees threatened to buckle from his whispered endearments, tangled with his tongue playing over her clit. Breathlessly she moaned when he pulled the smooth material aside, and his tongue dove deep, right into her center. Over and over, he buried, penetrated, and withdrew, leaving her wilting in place, her hips rocking against his mouth, seeking satisfaction.
Edward's stiff fingers guided her hips, sucking her clit into his mouth before flicking it several times with the hard tip. Slurping her dew, he pushed a single digit inside, savoring the way her tight channel clamped around his finger, urging him deeper. Fingering her nice and slow, he played over her clit with the pad of his thumb, rolling the bead in a circular rhythm as he kissed the round globe of her ass. "Missed this ass all up in my face … cock is so fucking hard about to bust … shit."
As much as she was enjoying his administrations, she was dying to get her hands on him as well—hell, she'd thought of little else since she'd left Christmas Eve morning. With all the willpower she could muster, she shoved off the vanity, stumbling against Edward at her feet. Shuffling through the folds of her skirt, she found him still on his knees, and she urged him to his feet.
Bella ripped at the buttons running up Edward's shirt, eager to reach bare skin in a flurry of movement. She was only slightly deterred when he cupped her cheeks, and his mouth set out to consume hers, as she pulled and tugged until the cotton parted, admitting her questing fingers. Finally, as Edward's tongue filled her mouth, Bella's finger coasted over smooth, hard pecs, her fingers tangling in the dusting of hair.
The same desperation must've filled Edward as well because he shoved at the fabric draped over her hips, pushing her back against the vanity. Urgently, he lifted until she sat on top, the legs wobbling beneath her weight. Nipping her lips, he growled into her hot mouth, "Tell me you're on the pill … fuck … just wanna be in that pussy … I'm going to pound you something fierce … swear I will."
Bella pushed his shirt from his shoulders; her nails dug deep into the muscle as she tore her mouth from his. Kissing her way down his jaw, she sucked at his neck as his fingers gripped her thighs and pulled them wide. "I've been on the pill for years, Edward … Just fuck me already … I'm going to fucking die …"
"You wish, kitten," he growled, his head rolling on his shoulders as she bit his neck. Impatiently, Edward sifted until his hands found her smooth skin, baring her core as he tore the panties away. He ripped at the belt, holding up his slacks, pushing them over his hips as he settled between her thighs. "Ready for a round of fun?"
"Fucking shut up, Edward and …" Bella was left gasping for air as he thrust forward, planting his hard spike into her dewy center. "Oooooh … shit, yes."
Edward braced himself with a flat palm on the wall, as his other hand curled around her thigh, holding her in place. His forehead dropped to hers, resting for a moment as her body grew accustomed to his invasion. Her inner walls clamped around his cock, sucking him deeper into her tight pussy, grunting, he stared into her eyes, whispering, "Wrap those arms around me, and hold the fuck on … it's about to get bumpy."
Bella bit into her bottom lip as she followed his instruction. Tightly, she wound her arms around his neck, her fingers darting into his hair, gripping the strands; she gave a nod. "I'm ready for your monster …"
She finished her statement with a kiss to his chin as his fingers dug firmly into her thigh. Without another word, Edward withdrew his length and slammed forward, rattling the mirror against the wall. Bella desperately wanted to kiss him, yet his tongue and teeth were trailing the exposed column of her neck as he rocked deeper, rubbing his pelvis against her clit. "Fuck, yes … feel so good … wet and tight … wanna stay here … damn."
Edward pinned Bella to the stand beneath him, thrusting wildly as sweat dotted his forehead and hair. The mirror banged in a rhythmic tempo into the wall as the table shook beneath Bella's weight. Finding her ass, he gripped it fervently, lifting her to meet his hungry cock. He latched onto a pebbled nipple as he fucked her, leaving them both gasping and crying out from the intensity of the moment.
For the first time in two months since Christmas, Bella had the distinct feeling of coming home. She knew the feeling was ludicrous, considering she'd rented this house for a solid year. Yet being here, staring up into silver eyes, gulping for air … held in Edward's stiff arms as his body claimed hers … this was fucking home.
Shit … She was mixed in this so fucking deep. What had started as a fling for Christmas had turned into this burning ache she couldn't shake. Her once simple happy world had been wrecked with the monumental decision that would forever complicate her life. Instead of voicing her worries, she decided to take it out on his body, her arms falling to her sides; she thrust into him as the liquid heat raced through her veins.
Bella felt her entire body coil as if it were a spring before she burst into a million pieces with a cry of pleasure erupting from her throat. As she came off the clouds she was riding, she watched the pleasure twist Edward's features, mesmerized by the different emotions she spotted. He coasted from transfixed to amazement as she flexed her inner walls around him, grinning up at him; she felt the familiar strings of arousal begin in her abdomen as he pounded into her with zero restraint. "Ahhh … so hard and deep. Oh my, think I'm gonna …"
Edward was very aware the woman beneath him had flown to the sky and back, yet it was his mission to take the flight with her this time. She was so fucking enchanting as she was. Her head thrown back, her spine arched, gasping air from parted lips. He suddenly wished he could capture this moment in its entirety and take it back to Indy with him. As he felt her core tighten around him for the second time, his balls drew tight, and his thrust became erratic and deep. With curses falling from his lips, he ground his cock to the hilt as Bella's velvety channel gripped him, milking every drop of energy from his lean form.
Edward lazily kissed the exposed skin of her torso, his cock buried deep in her body, yet he had no willpower to withdraw from her warmth. Her fingers were wound tight in his hair as he tilted his head, grazing her jaw with his lips. "So, intoxicating … what have you done to me?"
Bella's hunger for this man was far from depleted. She was confident she could spend a hundred days exactly like this and never have enough of him. A twinge near her heart had her looking around the room, feeling the shift of whatever was between them like an anchor embedded in the sand. Combing her fingers through his hair, she shifted uncomfortably against the table as his weight bore down on her. Kissing his cheek, she whispered, "Think we can move to the bed. This thing is about to crumble."
She felt his head dip against her shoulder as he stepped back, separating their melded forms. Even though he gave her a fraction of an inch to wiggle off the stand, he was in no hurry to release her, his hand planted firmly on her hip, bringing her up against his chest as he stood there. Nudging him in the belly, she looped her arms around his waist and propped her chin on his bare pec. "So, you drove all the way from Indy for a quicky?"
"I don't intend there to be anything quick about it," Edward told her truthfully, brushing a tendril of her mahogany locks from her cheek. Gripping her chin between his forefinger and thumb, he kissed the tip of her nose. "I am starving; however, how about we head out and get a bite."
An answering rumble from her belly reached his ears. "Sounds like someone else hasn't eaten either. Get changed, and we'll run out for a minute. We'll both need the energy for later."
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