Before I could even react, his face was buried in between my legs, his tongue dancing around my overly sensitive clit. The noises I made filled the room and I gasped as Edward inserted one finger inside me, curling it upward as he continued to move hard and fast. The sensation of his tongue along with his incredibly talented fingers made me see stars in a matter of seconds. Edward removed his hand away from my skin, his fingers wet from my arousal and his saliva curling around my thigh. His grip was firm, demanding as he continued, my heart beating so fast I was scared I might even get a heart attack. My orgasm was building at lightning speed, my legs trembling around Edwards face as they involuntarily squeezed around him, keeping him in place. I could feel it everywhere and it felt more intense than anything I could remember. I was bursting at the seams, Edward's mouth my undoing.
I tugged at Edward's copper locks hard the moment I could no longer bear to grip the bed sheets, earning a moan from him in return.
"I'm go-"
I couldn't even finish my sentence when the wave of my orgasm crashed over me like a supernatural tsunami. My insides tightened and I could feel my pelvic muscles clench and release, over and over again. I hadn't even opened my eyes yet, still recovering from my high with labored breathing and an erratic heartbeat when Edward suddenly buried his cock deep inside of me again. I could feel it being even tighter than before. A sharp sting of pain joined the overwhelming pleasure I felt as he bit down on the sensitive skin of my neck. Leaning on his one arm, his other hand moved to replace his lips as he slipped his fingers around my throat. My eyes flew open wide as I felt his choke me just a little, testing the waters until my moan made him grin down at me. I wasn't going to come again, but this felt staggeringly good. Edward increased his pace, his thrusts losing their tempo as he neared his completion. A deep and carnal grunt filled the air between us as his body stilled. His orgasm appeared to be every bit as good as mine , his face contorting as his straining arms made him rest his upper body on mine. His chest was sweaty and I could feel the intense, rapid beating of his heart. His reaction made me smile with utmost content .
"Fucking hell," he exclaimed panting, pulling himself away from me.
I watched him the entire time, the way his body moved, the way his tattoos flowed with the lines of his muscles. My eyes were glued to the deep, sculpted 'V' made by his tight abs as Edward took off the condom, tied a knot into it and tossed it somewhere on the floor.
I expected Edward to run off to the bathroom and take a shower since that was all I was used to. Instead, he crawled back into the bed next to me and looked at me. I raised my brow at him.
"What the hell are you waiting for? Come here."
I nestled myself against his bare chest, my cheek burning against his right pec. Edward wrapped his arm around me and began my back as I hitched one leg over his. His hand rested at the very small of my back, right above my ass, warm and heavy as he relaxed beneath me.
"Why do I like you this much?" he mumbled.
It was so low that I almost thought he was talking to himself, but when he let out a deep sigh and kissed me on the top of my head I felt myself smile and melt against him. Neither one of us spoke and the only sound in the room was our breathing.
I knew what just happened would change things. It had to change things. I had to change things. This whole intimate moment with Edward made me realize that I had been fooling myself all these years with Mike. We'd been together for ages, and still, this moment, this sex with Edward felt more passionate, more connected than I'd ever felt with Mike. Now that my heart seemed to have caught up with my head it was clear to me. Tomorrow, I was going to break up with him. I'd finish it for once and always. I was done.
