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6:18 a.m.

Bella catches my hand before I can roll the condom on. I look up at her in surprise, and she grins, reaching out to pluck it from my fingers. I watch, my mouth going dry as she fists my cock again, pumping me a few times before deftly rolling the condom over me.

I let out a long breath when she's done, and she looks up at me, smiling.

I grin at her before bending down and kissing her hard. I scoop her up, tossing her higher up the bed and landing right on top of her. She breaks our kiss with a laugh, and I grin, letting out a chuckle of my own. She slides her hands up until she's cupping my face, bringing me back down for a long, languid kiss. Our tongues tangle together until she moans, her legs shifting to wrap around my waist.

I feel her urgency starting to pick up, and I dislodge one of my own hands from around her, reaching down to press my thumb over her clit and make her gasp. I let her go and grip my cock, guiding it to her entrance. Even through the condom, I can feel how hot and slippery she is. Her hips buck up once more, silently begging, and I let myself slip into her. Her breath hitches as I start to sink into her. When I'm fully seated, my own breathing stops for a moment as I try to think past the wave of heat and pleasure coursing through me.

"Jesus," she cries, her voice breathy. "Edward, please," she begs quietly. I lean down, finding her lips with my own as my hips shift, nearly sliding my cock out of her before slamming back in. She gasps against my mouth as I start to set a rough pace, our bodies slamming together, trying to match our desperation.

I can feel her heels digging into my ass as she tries to cling to me, urging me deeper.

Our tongues stay locked together, my fingers lost to her hair, her back, her tits, her throat. I can't keep still, needing to feel all of her at once.

Bella's body starts to vibrate, with exertion or pleasure, I'm not sure. I break our kiss long enough to reach for one of her pillows, lifting our joined pelvises up to slide it under her ass. The leverage helps me to sink deeper into her, and she cries out, her legs spasming around me.

"More," she gasps. "Oh fuck, more."

I climb up, my knees planting on the bed under me to give me the leverage I need as I rail into her. She can't catch her breath as my body slams into her, again and again. I can feel her fluttering around me, and my body strains, demanding to let go.

I keep putting myself off, holding off from coming until I get one last orgasm out of her.

I move one of my hands to her clit, the other to her tits, tweaking her in unison until with a single gasp, she shatters, squeezing me so hard, I can barely see. Four more pumps into her, and I'm coming hard, my vision going totally spotty as I collapse over her.

We are a tangle of sweaty limbs, and I know I need to get off of her, get this condom off, and make sure she's okay, but I can't quite breathe yet.

"Wow," Bella gasps softly. I shift, turning my head to look at her. She's breathing as hard as I am, and I realize she probably can't get air with my body squishing her.

"Shit, sorry," I say, starting to climb off her.

"No, don't go anywhere," she demands, wrapping her body around mine like moss on a log. "Stay right here," she says again, her lips pressing to my neck. I let out a contented breath, and do as she says.

We lay there until our breathing returns to mostly normal and the condom gets uncomfortable. I press a kiss to her shoulder before climbing off of her.

"Bathroom is there," she says, pointing to the second door in her room. I nod, heading toward it. I take the condom off, tie it up and toss it in her trash. I clean up a little before I head back to her room.

She's still sprawled out on the bed, but she looks at me when I come in. "Come here," she asks, motioning me to the space I just occupied. I smile, crawling back onto her bed. She shifts, and I lay out on my back, bringing her into my arms. We're both sticky with sweat, but right now, it doesn't really matter.

"That was fun," Bella whispers, one of her fingers tracing over my abs. I let out a small laugh.

"Yeah, it was."

She presses a kiss to my ribs, and I can feel sleep coming for both of us.

Finally.

We drift asleep, content and exhausted after the crazy fucking night we've had.

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