IIII

He keeps me waiting a while and I sip at my whisky, settling on the bed, my hands already running across my tight stomach, my thighs slick with desire and anticipation.

I hear the knock and I have to force myself not to run to the door.

I calmly put my drink down and walk to the door, unlocking it.

He opens it and steps into the room, locking it behind him.

Immediately my body reacts to his presence, my nipples pebbling, breath catching in my throat.

Want is too basic a description for what I feel right now.

'Who was that?' He asks me, his tone low. He kicks his shoes off his feet.

'Who?' I reply innocently, fighting the urge to just tackle him to the door, feel his body against mine and succumb to the desire that threatens to turn my body into a furnace.

He beats me to it, pinning me to the door with his hard body. His nose skins down my neck. I'm assaulted by his musky smell, the feel of his warm breath on my flesh.

I'm a quivering mess already, his proximity sends me into a state of delirium dominated by one single thought, needing him to touch me.

'Don't play dumb with me Bella.' He practically purrs.

'Why does it matter?' I state breathlessly, my head knocking back into the door as he bites down on my shoulder hard, a shock of pleasure and pain shooting across my skin.

His chest rises and falls quickly as he tastes my skin, his hot tongue, licking over the bite wetly. He looks up at me, green orbs full of desire. The mark he left on me burns.

He doesn't say anything. He doesn't need to. He already said it with his teeth.

For a moment we stare at each other, emerald burning into brown. Then I take a step and press my mouth to his. He groans low in his throat, slamming me into the door with his body. His tongue licks at my bottom lip and I open my mouth, our tongues tangling together. I moan at the exquisite taste of him, angling my head to suck his tongue in my mouth.

He tastes like weed and beer and fucking Edward and I need more. I need all of him.

I feel a groan vibrate deep in his chest and wrap my fingers in his hair tightly, pulling, feeling the silky locks between my fingers, soft against my skin.

This. Him. It's like I've been waiting every second since we've been apart for his hands on me.

I reluctantly remove my fingers from his hair as he breaks the kiss to pull my top roughly over my head, revealing my bare breasts.

My nipples are puckered, pointing up towards him. He looks down at me, his eyes dark, groaning low in his throat, his burning palm slides up my stomach, cupping my heavy breast in his hand.

My hands press into his chest, feeling the smooth leather underneath my fingertips.

He looks fucking gorgeous in it, but I need him naked.

I unzip it quickly, placing a palm against his muscled chest. The heat of his body burns through the soft cotton of his T-shirt.

I move my hand to grip the leather collar of his jacket, the teeth cut into my hand as I pull him towards me, my mouth meeting his fiercely. I feel his lips curve up into a smirk before he kisses me back with the same intensity, flicking his tongue forcefully into my mouth. I moan and rip the jacket off him, forcing his hand to leave my skin. He let's me but when his arms are free from the material he grabs my arms, pinning them above my head as he angles his mouth against mine, biting my bottom lip and sucking it into his mouth.

I surrender, whimpering in pleasure. He pulls back, holding me against the door as his eyes slide down my body, lingering on my hard nipples. He growls softly, his dark eyes flicking up to meet my gaze.

He blinks, thick black lashes dipping over smouldering green irises so quickly it's almost unnoticeable.

I arch away from the wall to reach him and his grip on my wrists tightens as his lips descend on mine again. He steps forward so his muscled thigh slips between mine and I whimper as soft cotton brushes against my sensitive nipples.

He grinds his thigh between my legs making me moan into his mouth and then pulls back, breathing heavily.

'Who. Was. He?' He practically snarls, emerald eyes burning fiercely.

A frustrated noise tears it's way from my lips as I try to grind my aching centre against his thigh.

His eyes rake down my body again and he shivers.

'Tell me.' He growls, but its less forceful and I know he's losing the battle with himself to keep from touching me.

I whimper, arching my back away from the door as I try to reach his mouth, my tongue snaking out to lick at my lips.

He holds steadily but I can see in his eyes he's about to give in. I grind myself on his thigh again, moaning softly and he groans, his mouth opening slightly, his tongue running along his lower lip.

Then his lips curve up at the corners and he moves his leg from between mine. I whimper, my hips circling automatically as I seek out relief from the deep ache in the pit of my belly.

'You're so fucking hot like this…' He murmurs, gripping my wrists harder. He skims his nose down my cheek, ghosting his lips over mine.

'Tell me who he was, and I'll fuck you.' He says huskily, nipping at my ear. 'That's what you want isn't it? You want my cock inside you. Fucking you.'

A loud moan slips from between my lips and Edward groans into my ear. 'Fuck.'

I'm growing desperate now. My body is burning, and I feel like I can't breathe again, I need him to touch me, I need him to fuck me.

'I don't know who it was.' I say, breathing heavily. 'We were just dancing.'

'Dancing? Is that what you're calling it?' Edward growls.

'Please.' I whimper, 'Please, Edward.'

He's powerless when I beg.

His mouth meets mine immediately as he groans low in his throat, releasing my hands as his slide down my body, his thumbs finally brushing over my aching nipples.

My body shivers in ecstasy. More.

I wrap my arms around his neck tightly as his left hand runs down my side and hooks under my knee, wrapping my thigh around his waist.

He pushes his hips forward, the rock hard length of him pressing against my heated centre and I moan his name, my thigh clenching around his torso. He groans in response, rubbing himself against me. His hands grip my waist, lifting me up and I wrap the other leg around him.

He slams us into the door and we both moan. The rough material of his denim covered cock scratches at my soaked panties and I squeeze my thighs around him automatically.

'Edward.' I whimper into his mouth. I need him. I need him inside me, fucking me. I need it more than I need to breathe.

He answers with a soft groan, tugging at my bottom lip with his teeth.

He spins around, walking us to the bed and dropping me to the mattress. It squeaks softly in protest.

He kneels between my legs, looking down at me sinfully.

The light shines behind him making his eyes look an even deeper green and I shiver with need. He slides his burning hand up my stomach teasingly then flicks his thumb over each of my nipples, making my body jolt. I start to move up towards him but his hand wraps around my throat, not constricting me but holding me down.

His eyes darken as I whimper, my hands gripping the satin material of the bedspread underneath me. He's leaning over me, his other hand on the bed next to me for balance. I can taste his breath on mine and I need more.

I arch my back under him, trying to get out of his hold so I can take his lip between my teeth. I want his spit, his tongue.

I want him to claim me.

His eyes slide down my body and his tongue flicks out to wet his lips.

He's fucking beautiful. His lips are red and pouty from kissing me, his high cheekbones flushed with desire.

The T-shirt clings to the muscles in his chest and his arms. I want to rip it off him with my teeth. The thick bulge in his jeans teases me.

I whimper out loud and Edward smirks at me.

'What's the matter baby?' He teases, his eyes flashing.

He hasn't called me that before and a strange sensation curls beneath my ribs.

He strokes the column of my throat with his thumb and I bite my lip.

'Please.' I moan. He groans softly, shaking his head at me.

'You know what your fucking begging does to me.' He says huskily, bending down to my chest. I arch my back as I feel the flat of his wet tongue run over my nipple and whimper, my hand releasing satin to reach up and touch him.

He moves back from my touch, his hand tightening around my neck slightly and I let out a deep moan.

I feel trapped but I never want to be free.

He raises an eyebrow at me before chuckling lowly and the sound goes straight to my dripping centre. 'Do you like my hand wrapped around your throat?' He dips his head to my ear and flicks the lobe with his wet tongue. 'Do you want me to fuck you like this?'

An image of him leaning over me, fucking me as his hand constricts my throat flicks into my head and my eyes roll back as I cry out his name.

Yes.

He groans into my ear and my thighs clench together as fresh heat pools between my legs.

'Did he make you feel like this Bella?' My name rolls off his tongue seductively.

'N-no.' I object, straining my body towards him.

'No? Why not?' He growls, his eyes burning into mine.

'Fuck.' I whimper.

Edward leans down and licks at my mouth, tracing my lip with his tongue before running along the length of mine.

'Why. Not?' He murmurs against my mouth, his voice betraying his jealously.

'He wasn't... oh, you.' I cry out as he leaves my mouth to bite my neck, his tongue snaking along the column of my throat.

'Mmm.' He moans approvingly, 'Tell me you won't let anyone else fucking touch you.' He says lowly, pulling away from my neck to stare into my eyes.

I watch him for a moment. He doesn't want anyone else's hands on me, but her hands are always on him. I feel as though a band has tightened around my chest.

'Why do you care?' I say, arching an eyebrow.

The mark on my shoulder already gave me my answer but I want to hear him say it.

His green eyes glint. 'Because you're fucking mine.' He growls. He grips my throat tighter and I bite my lip to keep from moaning, my hips writhing in their desperation for release.

We stare at each other, his eyes burning into mine. He doesn't take his words back and I don't deny them.

'Show me.' I bait him, tilting my chin up.

He growls and bends down, capturing my mouth fiercely, his hand moving from my neck to tangle in my hair as he drops his body onto mine.

Ecstasy.

I wrap my legs around his waist, waves of heat rushing through my body as he pushes up my skirt. He spreads my legs wide and pulls me into him. I cry out as I feel him, thick and hard between my thighs, denim scratching my skin.

I angle my head, gripping his hair tightly as I seek out more of his taste. I suck his tongue and he lets out a deep groan into my mouth, bucking his hips into me as his body shudders.

He tears his mouth from mine to kiss my neck, licking and nipping the skin before making his way back up to bite my ear lobe.

I slide my hand under the back his T-Shirt, feeling his hot skin underneath my fingertips. He groans in my ear and sits up, tearing it off himself before bending back down and capturing my mouth.

He'll never be close enough. I will never get enough of this.

I moan deliriously at the feeling of his naked body over mine. My hands run down the smooth skin of his back, and I shiver at the feel of the tightly corded muscles underneath.

He rocks his hips into me, creating delicious friction against my clit, his tongue flicking against mine as his hands slide up my torso to grip my heavy breasts. His thumbs smooth over my aching nipples and I moan into his mouth.

He starts placing hot, open-mouthed kisses down my neck, continuing down my collar bone and over my breasts, avoiding my nipple.

I'm writhing under him, desperate to feel his tongue against my peaks.

He looks up at me, his green eyes burning into mine before he drops his head and swipes his tongue over my nipple in a circular motion.

I cry out, my back arching under him and he smirks up at me before wrapping his mouth around my peak and sucking.

I rock my hips up into his violently and he moans, the vibrations against my nipple making me shiver with pleasure.

He moves to the other breast, giving it equal attention and I slip my hand down his bare stomach, feeling the hard ridges of muscle contract under my touch.

I move lower and run my fingers across the V at the bottom of his hips. Edward groans, pulling away from my nipple to kiss me hotly.

I palm his cock, rubbing my hand gently over the strained material of his jeans.

He's so thick and hard, I can feel the heat of him even through his clothes.

Touching him sends a jolt of pleasure down my spine along with a rush of anticipation.

He groans into my mouth, bucking his cock into my hand.

I undo his jeans and he pulls back, kneeling between my legs again as he unzips his fly.

I watch him, panting. He smirks at me.

I bite my lip as he moves his jeans down, revealing his jet black boxers and the thick bulge of his arousal.

'Edward.' I moan, another rush of wetness gathering between my thighs.

I need him, right fucking now.

He groans low in his throat.

'Do you want my cock baby?' He asks me, his hands teasing the top of his boxers.

That word again.

I sit up and launch myself into his arms. He catches me, turning us around and sitting on his butt so I can straddle his hips.

I rock back and forth for a moment, my mouth falling open in pleasure as my clit rubs against his swollen length.

Edward shudders.

'Fuck.' He groans, emerald eyes hooded with desire. His hands go to the button of my skirt which he pulls apart roughly, the zipper following swiftly. He rips it up over my head so I'm sitting, straddling his lap in nothing but a red lacy thong.

He makes a noise in the back of his throat as he looks at me.

His hands go to my hips as I undulate on top of him, my head tilting back as more delicious friction rushes through my body.

I need more. I need him naked and inside of me.

Edward's hand snakes up my back and grips my thick hair, rocking himself up into me and groaning, 'Fuck you're so goddamn wet I can feel you...'

I pull out of his hold with a teasing smile, shifting off his body and pulling his jeans the rest of the way down his legs my eyes eagerly drinking in the sight of his muscled thighs.

I place a kiss teasingly on his inner thigh, tasting his skin with my tongue as my hand runs higher, palming the thick bulge in his boxers.

Mm yes.

He grits his teeth in pleasure, a hiss emerging from his teeth.

I crawl back up his body, straddling his hips.

He bites his lip, his eyes half closed with lust as he looks up at me.

I bend down to dip my tongue into his waiting mouth, sucking his lower lip in between mine. His hands run up my thighs, palms scorching my skin with need.

I'm overcome with the taste of him, the feel of him. His hands move up my stomach, thumbs stroking my skin, adding to the fire burning deep inside me.

He grips my hips and rocks his up into me, I whimper his name. He sits up suddenly and flips us over so I'm lying on my back underneath him.

A laugh bubbles in my chest and he smiles down at me, his thumb stroking my cheek.

'Beautiful.' He murmurs softly.

There's a fluttering sensation in my chest and he widens his eyes, the panic in them mirroring mine.

I hurriedly lean up to capture his lips, my tongue licking against his and flicking into his mouth. He groans lowly and I whimper as he nips at my bottom lip.

His hand slides down my stomach to cup my soaking sex and I shudder violently.

'Fuck.' Edward spits.

I whimper as his fingers brush against my clit, his digits slipping inside my panties. His eyes darken as he discovers how much I want him.

His body tenses as his long fingers enter me and he drops his head into my neck with a guttural groan.

'Oh fuck. I need to fuck you. I need to feel you.'

'Edward.' I cry as he curls his fingers inside of me, throwing my head back in pleasure.

He sits up and rips my underwear down my legs, throwing them to the side. I follow suit, tugging his boxers down his legs roughly, moaning at the sight of his beautiful thick cock bouncing against his stomach, a pearl of excitement resting on the tip.

I shiver with pure need, gripping his hard length in my hand.

He grabs the back of my head, pulling me to him and kissing me desperately.

I fall back to the bed with him on top of me and he grips my thigh with his left hand, his right tangling into my hair as he licks at my tongue, sucking it into his mouth.

I stroke him a few times with my hand, my fingers barely meeting as I grip him in my fist tightly.

His skin is silky and soft in my palm and he's so heavy and hot.

I groan as he tears my hand away, nestling his thick cock between my legs.

We both make sounds of pure desire and I arch my back as he rubs himself between my thighs.

Yes. Fuck.

'Ugh Bella, tell me to...fuck...stop, we need a condom.' He growls out, his neck straining as he rubs himself in my dripping arousal.

A whimper tears from my throat at the thought of him entering me bare, feeling his hot skin inside of me with nothing between us.

'Oh...fuck.' He groans as the tip of him dips inside me, his swollen head pushing into my wet, aching entre.

'Edward.' I cry out, my hand gripping his ass.

'Fuck...Bella, I can't.' He pleads huskily, a groan slipping from his lips.

'Have...you...ever..oh fuck.' I gasp as he slips further inside of me, stretching me wide.

He groans, his head dropping to my neck, 'Never.'

'Edward,' I pant, 'I need...'

'Fuck. You want this?' He growls, pulling his head back to look into my eyes.

The expression on his face is feral, pure animalistic lust etched in his features.

'Yes.' I moan, shifting my hips so he slides deeper inside me.

A guttural groan tears from his throat, 'Fuck.'

I need to feel him.

I settle for looking at him under my eyelashes, biting my lip.

Edward's eyes widen and he groans. 'Fuck...so goddamn...wet and tight...fuck...Bella.'

'Edward.' I pant, ''Fuck me, Edward. Please, fuck me.'

With a deep groan he plunges into me, inch by delicious inch, stretching me, filling me.

Oh my fucking god.

'Oh fuck yeah.' He hisses, his eyes closing as he throws his head back.

I can feel all of him. Every fucking ridge…every inch, thick and hard against my walls.

He moves slightly and pleasure shoots through me, making my eyes roll back into my head. Edward makes a noise low in his throat.

Euphoria. I'm an addict and I'll never get enough.

'Oh fuck, you feel so good, shit.' Edward pants into my neck. 'Fuck. Ugh I missed you.'

I missed you.

I grip him tighter. He's not close enough and I need him to fucking move.

'Please.' I cry out. 'Edward.'

He pulls his hips back and rocks them into me, sending another jolt of pleasure to rush through my body as he groans. His mouth meets mine in a clash of teeth and wet. My nails rake down his back and he growls, the slick muscle of his tongue wrapping with mine as he starts fucking me. White hot pleasure licks down my spine.

I cry out as he thrusts harder, the tip of him grazing against the deepest part of me.

He tears his mouth from mine, both of us lost for breath and buries his face in my neck, breathing hard as he thrusts deep inside of me.

'More.' I cry out, my hand gripping his tightly muscled ass as it clenches with each drive of his hips. He shifts his hips and then his pelvis is rubbing deliciously over my clit and I lose the capacity to speak, nothing but moans and pants escaping my parted lips.

It feels so good like this. Knowing there's nothing between us. Knowing he hasn't done this with her.

'God Bella you feel so fucking good.' Edward groans gutturally.

He's grunting into my neck and he sounds so fucking hot that I already feel myself tightening around him.

I'm making inhuman sounds, lost in the feel of him as he fucks me relentlessly.

Our bodies slide against each other as a sheen of sweat covers our skin.

I'm meeting him for every thrust, fitting together perfectly.

This is our language, the way we speak to each other.

I'm fluent in his body, his taste.

I start kissing his neck, intending to leave soft and wet imprints with my mouth, but then suddenly I'm biting down, hard.

I want to leave a mark. My mark.

He swears loudly, his body shuddering and pulls back to meet my eyes.

His are half closed with pleasure but the look in them sends a shiver down my spine.

He slows down, gripping my hip in his large hand. His other hand slides under my back, lifting me up slightly from the bed and I can't breathe because he's so thick like this.

The tip of him is dragging against that place deep inside of me that makes my toes curl and my nails clench into his skin.

As his deep green eyes burn into mine I feel my body tremble.

'I'm- I start to say, then stop myself. I don't need to say the words, he can feel it.

He smirks sinfully at me. 'You're what?' He asks teasingly, circling his hips. I moan and he shivers. 'Are you going to cum all over my fucking cock?' His voice is low and gravelly and I whimper, arching my back. 'Is that what you were gonna say baby?' He presses, licking his lips.

I nod and he shakes his head slightly, his head dipping to lick my nipple teasingly.

'Who do you belong to?' He commands, nipping at my sensitive flesh.

I grit my teeth as he slows to a torturous pace. I'm right on the edge.

'Fuck.' I whimper. 'Please.'

He groans softly, his hand slipping to my thighs and opening my legs wider.

My eyes roll back into my head as he slides deeper inside.

'Yes.' He hisses softly, 'Fuck. Bella I swear to god, answer me and I'll make you cum so hard.'

Every slow rock of his hips takes me closer and closer to the precipice, my toes are curled, my breath coming out in quick pants and moans.

He slows down his hips even more and my body shakes in frustration.

He licks his lips, his eyes almost black as he stares down at me through thick lashes.

'Who. Do. You. Belong. To?' He purrs, punctuating each word with a slow thrust, I whimper at feel of his thick cock so deep inside of me.

I'm trembling, I can't breathe.

I don't want to say it. It's not fair.

He stops moving and holds himself still, looking down at me sinfully, his tongue wetting his bottom lip.

I shift my hips desperately. This feels like torture. I need him to move.

I need him to fuck me.

His eyes flash as he stares down at me.

He won't give it to me until I say it.

Fuck.

I'm his, but he's not mine. He will never be mine – but I can't hold out any longer.

'You.' I spit out, gasping. 'Fuck, Edward, please.'

He let's out a guttural groan, drawing his hips back and sliding back in hard.

The pace he sets is brutal. I'm biting back screams and he can tell because he's got that arrogant look in his eye.

I clench down on him and he loses focus, eyes rolling back into his head as he groans.

The loud, wet smack of our bodies coming together fills the room and my body feels like it's going to explode.

'Oh yes.' I cry out as he starts grinding his hips right against that magic spot. 'Fuck. Right there. Fuck.'

My head is spinning, I can't breathe, I'm so close. I can feel it building in my lower stomach, my abs tensing, legs shaking.

'Right there?' Edward growls. 'Fuck Bella, I can feel you squeezing my cock, I want you to cover me in your fucking cum.'

I grit my teeth, a whine tearing from my throat.

'Edward.' I moan.

'That's it, beautiful girl.' He murmurs huskily.

He's ruined me. For anyone. Forever.

My nails scratch down his back and he groans lowly, his eyes locking with mine.

I start to close my eyes and Edward shakes his head, gripping my jaw.

'I want to watch you cum.' He purrs, licking his lips.

I arch my back at his words, forcing my gaze to stay on his.

I stare into the deep green of his eyes and suddenly I'm right fucking there.

His hand clamps down on my mouth just in time as I throw back my head and scream.

Waves and waves of ecstasy wash over me, spreading to my toes and fingertips as my body convulses, all the while my eyes stay locked with his.

He groans as my body stops shaking and bends down to kiss me fiercely, his teeth biting at my lips.

I wrap my legs around his waist tightly, locking my ankles together. I hiss as he hits my cervix and he adjusts his thrusts to be slightly shallower and faster.

'Ohh fuck.' I cry out.

Edward's groaning loudly and I know he's close.

I want to ride him. I want to look down at him as he reaches his peak.

'Fuck. I want…on top.' I manage to say between moans.

Edward's eyes glint and he slides his hands under my back, lifting my body up as he sits back on his knees.

The position feels incredible and he groans in my ear as he grabs my ass, rocking into me, his mouth all over my bouncing breasts.

I lose myself in the sensation for a while but then I push at his chest and he twists his body, falling back with me on top of him.

I cry out as I sink further down on his cock.

He looks up at me, his eyes hooded with pleasure as I start lifting myself and slamming back down, whimpers of pleasure tearing from my throat.

'Fuck yeah.' He growls, licking his lips, his eyes almost black. 'Bounce on my fucking cock.'

He grips my hips and starts driving his hips up hard into me and I have to put my fist in my mouth to stop from screaming in pleasure because it feels fucking incredible.

His fingers dig into my skin, his green eyes never moving from mine as he pistons up into me.

His mouth opens in pleasure, deep groans falling from his lips.

I watch him greedily, pleasure building through my body with every thrust.

This is everything. He's everything.

'Fucking. Yes. Feel. Amazing.' Edward spits between thrusts. I start slamming my ass down as he drives up and I bite back a shriek as he starts hitting that spot again, his pelvis rubbing against my throbbing clit at the same time.

His eyes roll back in his head as I clench down on him and I feel his body start shaking.

He's so close.

'Bella…' he pants, his emerald eyes half shielded by lids heavy with pleasure.

Satisfaction rushes through me that he's saying my name.

He reaches up to kiss me but it's gentle and deep and so hot that I feel like my body is burning.

I grip his hair tightly in my hand and pull his mouth to mine harder, licking my tongue against his.

I pull back and bite at his ear lobe.

'I want to feel you cum inside me.' I moan into his ear. 'Edward, please,'

'Oh fuck.' He groans gutturally, I can feel his desperation. His hands squeeze my hips as he fucks me faster. 'You want my cum baby?'

'Edward.' I cry out. I'm on the edge too, I can feel it, building in between my legs. 'Yes. Fuck.'

'Fuck!' He growls, his eyes rolling back into his head. 'Bella!'

His hands tighten on my hips, his body shaking and I bend down and kiss him, swallowing his cries of pleasure.

I feel him throb a few times and then release inside of me in hot streams.

I throw my head back in ecstasy, biting my hand as to stay quiet I fall over the edge.

I collapse on top of him, my breath coming out in quick pants. I can feel the thundering rhythm of his heart where my ear rests against his chest.

This is normally the part where I move but…I don't want to.

I lift my head and meet soft emerald eyes.

He stares at me for a a second but the intensity in his eyes scares me so I drop my head back down to his chest.

His arms wrap around me gently, his hand gently rubbing up my back.

We don't cuddle…but, this feels too good to stop. His arms tighten around me and I relax further into him, burying my face in his neck and breathing him in.

Bliss.