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Edward-

I was trapped. I was trapped in this sensational dream, completely and utterly at her mercy.

Her fingers played over my body like a pianist, stroking the keys masterfully, pulling me deeper and deeper into this trance.

I'd never been so lost and found all at once. I had no clue where I started and ended, but the woman in front of me kept me grounded.

Each taste, each lick, each nibble stealing slivers of my world. My soul, shattering and flying in a million different directions. While I watched fragments of my being sail past the heavens, I found no desire to collect the pieces and fit them back together, content to go wherever the fuck she led.

I'd never spoken my name to an interest, but right then, I was incapable of denying her plea. "Edward. Baby, my name is Edward."

I felt her teeth splay in a grin as she repeated my name, her fingers floating over my belly, petting my happy trail. My hand twisted in her hair, exposing the line of her throat as I kissed my way over her delicate skin.

Trailing lower to her breasts, I hungrily sucked, yet this ravenous hunger wouldn't abate. No matter how much of her I sampled, I just couldn't get enough.

My hand slipped between her thighs, thankful for the short skirt she wore, I explored the satin of her skin, victory mine when her sweet hiccups of pleasure filled the night around us. Pulling her panties aside, I played in her arousal, using the juices to keep her nice and slippery.

"I want to taste you, feel you cum on my tongue." Nipping the tender skin of her breasts, I groaned as her fingers curled around my cock. Thrusting against her hand, I sucked hard on her nipple until she squealed. "Will you let me?"

Her hand slipped into my slacks, cupping and rolling my balls, every cell in my body screaming for the feel of her wet pussy clamping around my cock. Pushing two fingers deep into the flesh I wanted to possess, I yanked on her hair, demanding her attention. "Will you let me eat you, Bella? I want all the Little Red Riding Hood treats. Huff and puff until I blow you right down."

Between moans, she laughed, the sound music to my lonely soul, tickling my spirit. Her fingers tightened around my cock, and her face buried into the ball of my shoulder. She bit into the hard flesh there, saying, "You sure know the right things to say to a lady."

"Can I take that as a yes?"

I felt her subtle nod against my shoulder. Looking around the gardens to ensure our privacy, I sank to my knees when I was positive we were very much alone. Ripping her panties, I latched onto her clit, feeling it pulse against my tongue, I moaned my approval.

Her fingernails clawed and fisted in my hair as I licked and sucked, my dick cursing my tongue. I didn't listen to the selfish prick between my legs, devouring the nectar, drinking freely until I was drunk with lust.

I heard her muffled cries. My only reservation was not being able to hear her screams of pleasure.

Fuck this garden. Fuck the people back in the ballroom that would steal our freedom. Fuck anything and everything that didn't permit me to pleasure this woman the way I wanted, needed to.

Determined to hear her cry out with abandon, I committed to lapping and sucking her clit, propping her foot on my shoulder to spread her wider.

My fingers pushed deep as my tongue flicked the tiny bead, grunting my satisfaction as she gulped for breath, her moans the only sound in this quiet garden.

I cursed the hood I wore. I cursed the hood she wore. I cursed the night preventing me from seeing the bliss on her face.

While I couldn't see the beauty of her in her abandon, I was very much aware of her body, licking my way to her opening as my fingers plunged in and out, harder and faster.

Her nails dug into my scalp as she collapsed against the tree, all the while I worked to deliver the ultimate release. Her thighs convulsed, clamping around my head, holding me in place as rapture carried her away.

I didn't relent. I didn't withdraw. I continued. I continued to eat her until she was a shaking mess, drawing a second climax from her depleted body.

With the flavor of her clit on my tongue, and her cum covering my fingers, I stood, barely coherent. With another glance around the garden, I propelled us deeper into the shadows, further into the night.

The lights from the ballroom were barely visible when I stopped. Hurtling through another dimension, I pulled her down into the grass until Little Red Riding Hood straddled the Grim Reaper. "Ready for the ride of your life?"

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