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'We need to stop doing this.'
I'm sitting on the shelf spread wide, in between large bottles of cleaning spray and paint rollers, Edward kneeling between my legs, his tongue tracing a line up the inside of my knee.
There's a faint chemical smell in the air but it's overshadowed by the smell of sex and the sweet intoxicating scent of Edward.
My words sit in open for a little while before Edward reacts and I almost forget having said them, distracted as I am by the feel of his warm, wet tongue, licking my feverish flesh.
He lifts his gorgeous head up, one perfect eyebrow raised curiously.
My body shivers with a deep, all-consuming ache as he fixes his dark green eyes on me.
'You want to talk about this now?'
Not anymore.
Don't stop.
'Hmm.' Edward hums, kissing up my leg teasingly, his tongue flicking out every now and again, warm and wet.
'Fuck.' My teeth sink into my lip.
He pauses, smirking up at me wickedly.
Everything about him makes me want him.
His face.
That hair.
His smell.
The way he looks at me like that, eyes dark with lust.
I feel a rush of arousal pool between my thighs.
'Go on Bella.' He coos, spreading my legs wide with his large hands as his tongue wets his bottom lip. 'Tell me why we should stop.'
His eyebrow raises questioningly, his eyes smouldering.
Was he just talking?
Was I?
I don't remember.
'Please.'
He smirks and then presses his mouth to my skin again. I throw my head back as he places a teasing kiss on my bikini line, his tongue stroking along my inner thigh, leaving a trail of wet.
His hot breath against my damp skin makes my thighs clench, goosebumps raising in salute.
Please.
He opens my legs wider, looking up at me from under his eyelashes as his tongue drifts closer to where I'm desperate for it.
My clit throbs, the ache inside of me deepening.
The flat of his hot tongue traces a line from the bottom of my folds and up, stopping just before he gets to my clit.
He groans, 'Do you know how fucking good you smell. Fuck I want you all over my tongue.'
'Edward.' I whimper, my hand tangling into soft locks of chaotic bronze hair.
He pauses, his hot breath across my clit sending my body into overdrive.
'Want me to stop Bella?' He asks, huskily, his eyes dark and heavy lidded as they gaze up at me.
Never.
Never stop.
His tongue teasingly flicks my nub and my thighs flex against where he's holding me open.
'Fuck.' I pant.
My hips buck towards his face automatically, seeking relief from the fire inside of me.
'Hmm, I think you want to cum all over my tongue.' Edward teases. 'Is that what you want baby?'
An unintelligible noise tears from my throat, my back arching at his words.
His hands tighten on my legs and he groans. 'You look so fucking good spread out for me like this. Like a fucking meal.' His voice is rough and I squirm, dripping with desire.
'Fuck, Edward, please.' I plead, shivering at the feel of his warm breath against my soaking wet centre.
He pushes my thighs apart wider as he runs his tongue over my clit.
God.
'Please what?' He asks me sinfully.
'Lick my pussy, I want your tongue all over me. Please. Make me cum.' I moan, my hips rocking as they seek his wet tongue.
Edward's eyes darken. Then his tongue is everywhere and it's so wet and hot against my aching clit and he's groaning low in his throat and the sound is making my core clench.
'Mm, don't stop.' I pant, tightening my hands in his hair. 'Edward, please.' I whimper.
'Ugh, you smell so fucking good.' He growls lapping at my dripping centre, the vibrations making me bite my bottom lip to stay quiet.
I can feel the strong muscle of his tongue as it works me over, it's everywhere, his lips and his teeth too.
My whole body is shaking, my thighs flexing hard against his hands as my hips roll forward towards his mouth.
He knows exactly how to touch me, how to make me squirm.
Hot hands release my thighs and I cry out as I feel his long fingers brush my inner thigh, then he's pushing against my folds, stretching me, filling me.
'Mmm.' My head tilts back, mouth open in pleasure as he adds another finger, curving them as they fuck me so they rub deliciously against that spot that makes my body shake.
The dual sensation of him moving inside of me and his tongue stroking my clit makes my body shudder violently and my fingers tighten in his hair.
'Don't stop, don't stop.' I'm practically praying and his tongue is my god.
My thighs tremble.
I feel him pull back, his thumb replacing his mouth as he looks up and locks eyes with me.
He groans low in his throat 'Fuck, look at you. So fucking hot. I want to be inside of you.'
I whimper, my body clenching on his fingers as he taps his thumb against my clit.
'I'm so…close.' I pant.
Edward hums, biting my thigh gently.
'That's it baby, cum for me.' He murmurs huskily, licking up my thigh.
I clench down on his fingers and he growls softly, his other arm moving to wrap around my torso, as he pulls my soaking sex towards his mouth.
'Holy fuck.' I cry through gritted teeth as he sucks my clit into his hot mouth.
I lose myself in the sensation of his tongue, firm and wet, flicking across my nub as his fingers curl inside of me.
My thighs slam into his shoulders and he pulls me to him tighter, his fingers sinking into my skin where he's holding me.
My eyes are squeezed shut, nothing but pants coming out of my mouth as my body tenses, muscles locking, abs tightening.
Everything is building closer and closer to that edge and then…
'Oh fuck.'
Edward groans low in his throat and I feel his tongue replace his fingers as my whole body spasms, my hand gripping his hair for dear life.
My hips rock forward as the last of my orgasm rushes through me and I sit there for a moment, quivering, panting.
My eyes fly open as I feel him move and I shiver with need as his eyes meet mine, the green tinged with black.
I need him.
Right now.
Right fucking now.
I tug his hair upwards.
'Oh god, fuck me.'
His eyes darken further and he stands up, his hand brushing across his mouth briefly before he steps in between my legs.
Desperation rushes through me as I stare at him, his alabaster cheeks flushed, hair in crazy disarray from my fingers and his mouth…
Fuck… his mouth.
I grab his shirt and pull him to stand between my thighs, crashing my lips to his.
He moans, kissing me fiercely as his tongue snakes into my mouth.
I can taste myself all over him and he groans low in his throat as I suck his tongue, his hands running over my body feverishly.
There's an ache deep inside of me.
One of his hands knits into my hair, the other cupping my breast roughly.
Then his lips are gone and he's pulling my top over my head, tugging the cups of my bra down as his thumb and forefinger tug at my nipple.
A hot spike of pleasure shoots through me at the sensation.
I rip his shirt over his head, the cotton soft against my fingers as I tear it lo off him.
For a moment I'm distracted by the sight of his lean, muscled torso, then I'm pulling him back to me fiercely, feeling the muscles in his stomach tense under my fingertips as I place open mouthed kisses across his hard chest.
His skin is burning hot against my lips and he tastes like cinnamon.
My hands drift lower, fingers tracing the indents in his abdomen.
He shudders.
My hands are already scrabbling at his belt, he's so fucking hard.
'Fuck.' Edward groans, his eyes rolling back in his head.
We both moan as I finally release him from his jeans and boxers, tugging them down his legs.
The thick length of him juts out towards me, dripping with pre-cum.
'Fuck I need you.' I moan, gripping his hips and pulling him towards me.
'Bella.' The way he moans my name lights a fire deep inside of me.
His mouth meets mine again, a clash of slick tongues and saliva.
His hands leave my body to spread my legs apart and then he steps even closer to me.
I shudder as I feel him, hot and hard at my entrance, pressing against my wet centre.
He slowly pushes inside, spreading me wide.
I grip his shoulder, our eyes meeting, mouths opening in pleasure because the sensation is pure fucking ecstasy.
'Fuck.' Edward growls, the muscles in his neck tense.
Inch by delicious inch he fills me and my head tilts back in pleasure, my nails sinking into his shoulders.
Then he's fully inside me and I can't fucking breathe because it's so good.
And then he moves.
'Oh god.' I pant, my eyes dropping down to watch his thick cock as he pushes it back inside of me. 'Edward.'
'Fuck. Fuck.' He groans.
I rock my hips as he thrusts forward, my legs wrapping around his waist.
'Mm, you look so good inside of me.'
'Jesus, Bella.' He growls, his head dropping to my shoulder to nip at my skin. 'You feel so fucking good ugh.'
'So…good.' I arch my back into his body, my thighs tightening around him as he fucks me with strong, deep strokes.
Edward shudders, his hand coming up between us to grip my jaw as he kisses me, his tongue driving into my mouth.
I lick at his tongue, moaning into his mouth as he sucks my bottom lip.
He breaks the kiss, glancing down at where our bodies are connected and groaning.
When he looks back up at me, the burning lust in his irises makes me clench down on him.
'I need more, I need more.' I growl frustratedly.
Edward's panting, his hands gripping my hips.
'Fuck, I know baby.' He groans. 'I want you in my fucking bed. I want to fuck you in my shower. I want to fuck you again and again, make you fucking scream.'
'Ugh Edward.' My eyes roll back in my head.
His mouth moves to my ear and I shudder at the feel of his hot breath against my skin.
'Do you know how much I fucking need you?'
Something snaps inside me at his words and I grip his hair tightly, pulling his mouth to mine desperately.
In a sudden move he pulls out of me and lifts me up off the shelf. My feet touch the floor and then he's spinning me around and walking forwards so my back is against his chest and I'm pressed against the wall.
It's cool against my burning skin and the sensation makes me shiver.
'Oh fuck.' I gasp.
His knee nudges my thighs apart and then he's sliding inside me again and the angle is…
'Oh yeah.' He groans lowly. 'Fuck.'
He's so deep like this and the drag of him inside me is pushing me closer and closer to the edge.
His hand forces it's way between my body and the wall, his palm pressing against my clit so every time he drives forward it rubs against me.
'Oh god.' My head drops back onto his shoulder and he groans, licking up my neck.
'Do you feel that baby?' He murmurs huskily, 'You feel so fucking right.'
His mouth is at my ear again and I shudder violently at the need in his voice.
My body is writhing with pleasure, I'm already close and I know he can feel it because his hold on me tightens, his thrusts slowing down and hitting deeper, drawing out my climax.
His low groans in my ear are driving me crazy, the feel of his hot skin, his large hand on my hip, guiding my body back into him.
Something unintelligible slips out my mouth, my head dropping to the wall as I try to keep quiet.
I'm right there.
I'm right-
'Mm that's my girl.' Edward groans. 'Cum all over me. Fuck.'
Stars burst behind my eyelids and I lose sense of everything except the pleasure that bursts through my body.
White.
Blinding.
Euphoria.
I come back to myself, shuddering, gasping at the feel of him, still filling me with deep strokes.
'So, fucking hot.' His voice is husky and thick with need.
I turn my head to look at him and moan at the expression on his face.
He looks like a fucking god.
His cheeks are flushed, his mouth slightly open with his tongue pressing into his bottom lip.
His burning green eyes are heavy lidded as they lock with mine.
'Fuck.' I whimper.
He makes a noise in the back of his throat, his hips snapping forward as he fucks me harder.
Right there.
Right fucking there.
Jesus.
My head tilts back in pleasure for a moment, then I'm gripping the back of his head and pulling him towards me roughly, taking his bottom lip into my mouth.
He kisses me forcefully, his tongue wrapping around mine as he pushes me harder into the wall.
'Mmm.' He growls.
His body shudders behind me and I know he's close.
His hand is still pressing into my clit.
I'm going to cum again.
I tear my mouth back from his, breathing heavily.
'Oh, god, Ed-ward.'
He nips at my neck roughly 'Love it when you say my fucking name like that.' The low timbre of his voice makes my whole body shudder.
He increases the pace and I cry out.
I'm drowning in desire and I'm not sure I'll ever break the surface.
His skin is burning where it's pressing against mine, the muscles in his chest and abdomen pressing into my back tightly.
The room is filled with heavy breathing and the sharp wet slaps of fucking.
There's pressure steadily building in between my legs.
He smells so fucking good and he feels so fucking good.
The feel of his large palm against my sensitive clit is torture and heaven all at once.
'Please.' I pant, I want him to cum with me.
Edward slams a hand into the wall as he picks up the pace and I push my hips back into him, biting my lip in pleasure.
'Fuck.' Edward grunts in my ear. 'Ugh Bella.'
He swivels his hips and I lose it.
'Holy, fuck, Edward.' I cry, my legs trembling, pleasure shooting through my so intensely that I hit my head into the wall as I hit my peak.
'Jesus, fuck.' Edward snarls, thrusting hard and then stilling his hips, releasing inside of me in hot streams.
My legs give out and Edward chuckles, wrapping his arms around me as he kisses my temple softly.
Contentment seeps through me and I feel a smile stretch across my face that makes my cheeks hurt.
His head drops down to my shoulder and he places another kiss there, his fingers gently caressing my stomach.
'I missed you beautiful.' He murmurs softly. I sink into his hold, a warm feeling spreading in my stomach.
Because his body is warm.
And it's pressed against mine.
Not because of anything else.
There's a noise outside the door and I pull out of his arms quickly.
Not reluctantly.
Edward steps back from me as I turn around, his hand running through his hair.
'Uh…'
'I-I should get dressed.' I stammer, avoiding his eyes.
'Yeah.' He says awkwardly.
I throw my clothes on rapidly, picking up my phone.
Lunch is over is 3 minutes.
Shit.
I glance at Edward as he buckles his belt.
His cheeks are still reddened, his lips pouty.
He looks up at me and I swallow the lump that suddenly forms in my throat as I stare in his green eyes.
'You okay?' He asks me, raising an eyebrow.
I nod.
He smiles at me, but it's not the usual smirk, it's a real smile, one that lights up his whole face and makes his eyes sparkle.
My breathing hitches and there's a strange fluttering sensation in my chest.
I should tell him.
This is the right time.
My mouth opens to say the words.
My Dad is investigating yours. He knows.
They die on my tongue and I step towards him, pressing my mouth to his instead.
He kisses me back, his large hand tangling in my hair as he kisses me, the other wrapping around my body.
If I tell him, he'll hate me.
I don't want him to hate me.
Even though I don't care about him.
I don't care at all.
