Chapter Ten

Edward pulled me over to the bed where he made me sit down. His hands wove through my hair as he leaned down to kiss me, my lips tipped back and ready to welcome his. I pushed him away before he deepened the kiss and he looked at me like I'd just stolen his most prized possession. My fingers trembled as they reached for the drawstring of his sweatpants, his arousal clear as day.

Thank God for grey sweatpants…

I pulled the strings, untying the perfect little bow he made and I could hear his breathing kick up a notch when I slipped my hand into the waistband of his pants, cupping him through his black, tight boxers. The boxers failed in their attempt to confine him, and Edward moaned loudly as I tightened my grip. I wanted to see him, touch him, feel him and have my mouth all over him. I needed to make Edward Cullen feel the way he made me feel, intoxicated by my mere presence, craving more.

Moving faster before he could stop me, I pulled his sweatpants down, taking his underwear with it. Leaning down, I ran my tongue up his length and swirled my tongue around his tip, tasting him as my hand massaged his balls. Looking up at him through my lashes, I saw his hands fisted tightly next to his thighs. I hadn't done this in a while, but I had always enjoyed it. It made me feel completely in control.

I took him into my mouth slowly, savoring the tortured groans and grunts that escaped Edward's lips. He was bigger than Mike, that much was sure, and I felt tears well up as I felt his dick hit the back of my throat. A moan escaped me as his hands met the top of my head, his long fingers gathering my hair together. He took my hair into one hand as some kind of makeshift ponytail and pulled, my scalp feeling tight from his grip. I worked over him, my movements growing sloppy as hot arousal continued to build inside of me.

Edward pulled my hair harder than before, forcing me away from his erection. I pouted immediately and frowned, wondering if I'd done something wrong.

"Fucking hell, babe. I can't wait any longer."

He released my hair, letting it fall around my chest. He pulled me up from the bed and turned me around, his dick hot and hard against the small of my back.

In one swift swoop, he had my bra unfastened and on the ground, his arms around me and his hands playing with my breasts. I let my head lean back against his chest and he licked my neck, raising goosebumps all over my body.

This man knew what he was doing.

He pulled my leggings down and I stepped out of them, kicking them away. I still had my back to him, cheeks blazing with fire as I burned for more of him. My clit was throbbing profusely, desperate for some friction. Edward's fingers stroke along the edges of my blue, cotton thong. His touch everywhere, but the one place that I need him the most.

"Please," I whimpered.

"What's wrong, sweetheart?" he whispered against my ear.

His touch trailed down and met my covered crotch, rubbing me through the fabric, I closed my eyes and groaned.

"I guess someone's a little eager, aren't we?" he chuckled as his fingers slipped underneath my underwear, and I could sense just how wet I was as he touched me.

"Very eager," he groaned, biting the tip of my ear before leaving a wet kiss right under it. Unable to bear it any longer, I turned around in his arms and pushed him on the bed, taking off my thong. I made sure to put on a little show, trailing the cotton down my legs slowly, bending over way deeper than I had to to take it off.

I straddled him on the bed, admiring his magnificent face in the light that came through the blinds. We kissed and I grinded my hips against his, finally finding the friction I had longed for so desperately.

"Baby you're so wet… You're going to feel so fucking good I can just tell already."

I loved the way he talked to me, looked me in the eyes.

Mike never used to do that. Never once did he speak to me during sex, and now that I've experienced it with Edward, I knew this was right. This was better than it ever has been before.

I felt shy to talk back, but this next part was quite important to me. Since Mike and I hadn't slept together in so long, I'd thrown away my birth control pills in a fit of rage. Knowing Edward had about seventeen years on my own twenty-five, he must've had a list of previous sexual partners and I didn't know if he ever got tested. Plus, there was no way in hell I was going to let this ruin my future by getting pregnant.

"Do you have protection?" I panted in between the open-mouthed kisses Edward planted on my collarbone.

"Nightstand, bottom drawer," he answered against my skin.

I crawled to the headboard, my knees sinking into the plush mattress. I could feel Edward's hands on me the entire time, until I felt more of him. His hands roamed my sides as I fumbled with the touch-to-open drawer, making me slightly ticklish. He'd positioned himself right behind me, his thighs brushing the back of mine as he palmed my ass. Every inch of skin he touched felt as if it was on fire. I would definitely need an ice bath after this.

"A whole box, heh?" I joked, in an attempt to settle down my own nerves. Edward let out a chuckle as I felt his hard dick graze my backside.

"Buying in bulk is always cheaper. And condoms are kind of a necessity, right? Better to be safe than sorry, right B?" I felt him press a kiss in between my shoulder blades.

"Right." I mumbled, unable to focus on my thoughts.

"B, I swear to God if you don't stop distracting me with your perfect little ass in the air, I won't be able to hold off any longer."

"Oh, is that so?" I asked him, surprised my voice came out this sultry. I turned around to watch him in the eye, dangling the condom packet between my thumb and pointer finger. I never thought anyone would ever look at me the way Edward was right now, especially not while I was showcasing what looked to be a Sex ED lesson.

Edward snatched the condom out of my hand and ripped it open with his teeth, his other hand preoccupied, stroking himself right in front of me. It was so fucking erotic, I could feel myself growing more and more aroused with each passing second.

"You're so hot," it escaped my mouth before I could stop it, so I bit my lip as I watched him respond to my comment. Edward's eyes darkened, as to show me he was up to no good at all. He rolled on the condom with ease, only taking his eyes off me to check if he'd put it on correctly.

He took my face into his hands, pressing our lips together for one searing kiss. Heat exploded between us right then and there, bodies rubbing against bodies and hearts racing. His lips descended, kissing along my neck, driving me to the brink of insanity.

"Edward, come on. Please," I pleaded. My voice was hoarse, breathless. Edward grinned at me and lifted a brow.

"Please what?"

"Quit stalling already," I sighed deeply when he swirled his tongue around my nipple.

"Stalling?"

He acted as if he didn't know what I was talking about. The erection pressing in between my legs told an entirely different story though.

"Please fuck me."

I'd never sounded this desperate before, but I couldn't help myself.

He didn't answer me, instead pulling me on top of him, his hard dick in between us.

"If you want it, take it," he challenged me, his hand stroking the curve of my ass, gripping tightly before letting go.

I felt sexy under his gaze, confident, strong. Flipping my hair over my shoulders, I stuck my chest out as I rose up onto my knees. My hand gripped him firmly before letting go, allowing the exquisite feeling of Edward Cullen's impressive cock entering inside of me. He stretched me as I sank down on him, slowly. He groaned and moaned out my name as I took him in all the way, deep.

"Fuck baby."

His voice was coarse, dripping with sex, with lust. It drove me on the brink of madness.

I moved, our hips flush together. My tits were in his face, and his noises kept me going as he peppered my flushed chest with kisses and little bites.

My heart was racing and the fire beneath my skin was starting to break free.

"How the fuck can someone feel so good?" I gasped.

I tried to wrap my mind around the fact that this beautiful man, at his age, with these kinds of skills and looks was so broken on the inside. It made me wonder what happened, why he always seemed to pull away from everyone, but my train of thoughts had no way of surviving when Edward was doing exquisite things to my body. My legs were quivering next to his thighs, muscles burning from the extensive workout I was giving them.

"I knew you'd feel good, but your pussy is fucking perfect." Edward's voice was gravelly, low, husky and hot as sin. I couldn't believe how much I loved his dirty talk.

"Oh my God!" I exclaimed, feeling Edward's tip hit my G-spot, his hands on my waist keeping me firmly in place as he thrust upwards, hard. A second later, I was underneath him staring up at his immaculate face. His brows knitted together with a concentrated look on his face, teeth biting down his bottom lip as he lifted one of my legs. He kept hitting me hard in the exact, blissfully perfect shot up my body all the way from the tips of my toes and up to the little hairs at the nape of my neck. This was beyond anything I'd ever experienced. I never came through intercourse alone, ever. I had never even gotten close, not like this. It felt as if it was really going to happen now. My clit throbbed, begging for release. I got more and more vocal, leaving all my inhibitions behind as if I was this new sexually awakened person and I loved it.

"Baby, fuck."

Edward inhaled deep breath as my fingers snaked into his hair, pulling him close for a kiss.

"Keep moaning like that and I'm going to just lose it."

"Is that a challenge as well?" I panted.

"I wanted you to come before I shot my load, but you're almost making it impossible," he groaned.

I could tell he was close. He stopped moving and suddenly pulled out of me. I wanted to scream out of pure frustration, feeling empty and craving more.

"Shush," he silenced my pitiful pout with a wicked grin.

Edward threw my leg down, putting his warm hands on the very tops of my thighs. He spread my legs further apart, making an appreciative noise as I submitted to his request.

"Such a wet little girl, I need to know what this delectable pussy of yours tastes like."