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Day 14: March 26, 2020

Bella

11:43 PDT

Los Angeles, California

I'm fresh out of the shower and hunting through my closet for some clean sweats when my phone quacks.

I look up in surprise, dropping my towel and walking to my bed to scoop up my phone. It's been a while since I've heard from my mysterious Duck Dealer.

The text is a photo with a caption underneath.

Duck Dealer: There'sa handsome drake outside.

I stare at the photo, realization dawning very slowly. The duck is on my car; the angle of the photo is from the second floor of the house.

I'm moving before I've even realized what I'm doing, storming out of my room, buck naked, and throwing Edward's door open. He looks up at me, and his smirk falls into a gape when he sees I'm naked.

"You're my Duck Dealer?" I demand, holding my phone out to him.

"Jesus Christ," he moans, standing quickly and crossing the room. He reaches behind me to shove the door shut, and I put my hands on his chest to get him to focus on me.

"How?" I demand.

His hands are all over me, skating up and down my hips and sides, brushing under my breasts. My arousal is instant, but I'm determined to focus.

"God, you smell good," he moans, his nose coming down to skim across my throat.

I shove against his chest, and he stumbles a step back. "Don't get distracted!"

He grins, and it's a sexy, mischievous grin that makes my pussy clench.

"Yes, I'm your Duck Dealer," he says slowly, reaching up to tug lightly on his hair at the base of his neck. "I hadn't meant to start sending you shit about ducks. I sort of panicked, but then you took it well, and," he stops, shrugging. I can see his eyes are struggling to stay on my face rather than drifting down to my chest. I suck in a deep breath through my nose. It makes my chest rise, and I see his eyes drop again.

My nipples harden under his gaze.

"You're crazy," I say, shaking my head. He looks back up at my face, and before he can even open his mouth to say anything else, I throw my phone on the floor and tackle him.

We fall against the mattress, bouncing as we land.

His hands immediately find my ass as our lips collide. I'm so turned on by this weird, sexy man; I can barely think.

His hands knead me, his long fingers able to nearly reach my pussy from where they are wrapped around me. I buck back into his touch, desperate for more.

I need to taste him.

My lips leave his, and I work on a trail of bites and licks from his throat, down his body. He's shaking under me, and his hands slip to my hair as I get to his hip bones. I take a few moments, nipping and laving them until he's bucking up under me.

Without further preamble, I yank his sweats off, and his cock springs free. It's a beautiful cock, though cocks are inherently quite freaky looking to me. Still, knowing what this cock can do to me makes my whole body shiver in anticipation. I grip him near the base, my eyes flickering up his body until I have eye contact with him. He's watching me with a mesmerized look on his face, and I smile once before taking him into my mouth. I don't start slow, nor easy, I take him in all the way until he hits the back of my throat, and he's swearing up a storm, his fingers tangled in my wet curls.

God, I love to see him like this, completely at my mercy. It gives me so much power, and it fucking thrills me.

I work him over, my tongue going double time until I can tell he's about to come. I let him go with a pop, and before he can protest, I grab another condom and roll it over him before I sit up and sink down over him.

We are both still for a second; my body plunged into such sweet pleasure that I need a minute to compose myself.

I enjoy sex a lot, but never, not once has it ever felt as good as it's been with Edward. I wonder if it's because I actually like him as a person on top of his magical dick that seems to hit me in exactly the right way every time.

I arch back, leaning my hands on his thighs as I start to bounce on top of him. He's watching me with those hypnotic fucking eyes, and I moan, my pussy clenching when I can feel his gaze drop to it. "What other weird shit do you know?" I pant.

"W-what?" he asks, his hands coming up to my hips, slamming me down over him harder. I grunt, my head falling back.

"Tell me more weird shit!" I demand.

Edward's hips are working like a fucking jackhammer, and I'm so fucking close to coming from penetration alone, something that has never happened before him.

"Uh… A-alfred Hitchock was frightened of eggs," he stutters. "There's a jellyfish with a disappearing butt," he's floundering for facts; I can see it. He snorts and shakes his head. "The strongest muscle in the human body is the tongue."

"Fuck!" I scream, shattering over him. My orgasm is so strong, my whole body seizes up, and I can feel him pulsing as he comes as well. I collapse over his chest, my body shaking and spasming as I start to come down. "Disappearing ass?" I ask when I can finally breathe.

Edward barks out an exhausted laugh underneath me.

Two weird peas in a weird little pod these ones! I know you were all dying to know what her reaction was going to be to the duck dealer. Did it live up to expectation?

And Don't worry, now that she knows, there is still lots more quacks ahead of them.