- Chapter Number Fourteen -
The throw isn't gentle, but as he climbs onto the bed too I don't care. He's on top of me and that's all I can focus on.
"You have no idea how much I've wanted this," he says.
How much he's wanted me.
When his mouth touches my neck, electric currents zip under my skin. I jolt slightly as he pays attention to each inch of the trail to my breasts.
"They're perfect," he whispers, "I saw the guy in the hotel look at your cleavage the other day. Wanted to murder him."
I begin to reply. To call him ridiculous. But he cuts me off, mouth taking my breast in hungrily. I arch my back, a low moan. He alternates, using his hands to squeeze and fiddle with my nipples when he's not sucking, licking, nibbling and just driving me absolutely crazy with that mouth.
"I want nothing more than to pleasure you with my mouth, fingers," he leans up over me, "but after. I'll spend all night doing that but right now I need you."
"I need you," I shakily rake my fingers down his chest, stomach, "I need you so much."
"Condom?" He asks.
"Rose put a packet in the bedside table," I giggle.
Laughing he leans across me and opens up the drawer. He sits back on his knees as he opens the box and pulls one out. He discards the box and moves to the side of the bed, standing so he can remove his pants.
Mesmerising.
He has me mesmerised as he sheathed his length with the condom. My mouth ajar, my eyes wide.
It's a lot.
"You're well endowed," I sit up.
"As are you," he winks at me.
"It's… that's the biggest," I begin.
"Good. Then I'll leave an impression," he wraps his hands around my legs and tugs me to the edge of the bed where he stands, laying me back.
I let me legs drop open, leaning up on my forearms so I don't miss a movement he makes. He arches forward, pressing his forehead to mine, hunched over me.
"Ready?" He asks.
With his cock in his hand he strokes my slit. Teasing my opening with slight pushes that don't commit.
"Yes," I mutter.
"If you need me to stop you say something," he says, "you won't disappoint me. The fact you've let me get this far… I appreciate you."
"Im okay," I reach up to grab his face with one hand.
His eyes hooked on mine, he slowly pushes into me. Hissing his arms, each side of me tense. Cocooning me in hard muscle.
"Shit," he growls, "god that's heaven."
My eyes squeeze shut, as I try to adjust to every inch he gives me. Its just keeps on going.
"Open your eyes," he commands, "please look at me."
Blinking a few times, I look up at him. He lifts his forehead from mine, looking down between us.
"So hot," he speaks to himself, shaking his head with an amazed whisper, "you are a goddess."
My heart is racing off course. Galloping with thumps that a doctor would probably consider an issue.
"That feel fake to you?" He looks into my eyes.
Lying back onto the mattress I shake my head and smile.
"Feels like my boyfriend," I take his hand in mine and squeeze, "like my real hot, sexy, boyfriend who's all mine."
The smile that stretches lights up the room. The most beautiful sight I've ever seen. A slow thrust out and back in, he watches me.
"Then let me tell you. My girlfriend. My real hot, sexy girlfriend who is treasure I found without needing a map… has the tightest, hottest pussy in the world," his next thrust is deep, hard and unforgiving.
I cry out.
His hand shoots out clamping down over my mouth.
That switch inside him flicks again.
"You can't be loud," he purrs, "if they hear what I'm doing to you… I'll have to stop. If I have to stop next time we're alone I'll make you scream bloody fucking murder from what I'll do."
Holy cracker.
"You like when I talk dirty? You clench your fists when I do," He looks at my hands.
Damn he's observant.
I uncurl my fingers, sparking a wicked grin across his face.
"Put your arms above your head," he orders.
I do as I'm told, keen to get him thrusting once more. His mouth moves down to capture my breast, his hand moving from my mouth to my hips.
I was loving every second of attention. The switch between sweet caring Edward and hot fuck my brains out Edward was killing me slowly. I squeeze my thighs around his body, grinding up into him.
"Nope," he shakes his head, "I'm taking my time."
"Please," I pant out.
He stands up to his full height, looking down at me. My hips have shifted up slightly so we remain connected.
"Please what?" He tilts his head.
"Move," I plead.
When did I become this girl?
"Move what?" He asks.
"You're really going to make me beg?" I begin to move my arms.
He smacks the upper section of my glute, just below my ass playfully.
"Put them back," he demands, "right now. Do not move them until I say. You're at my will right now and I don't want you getting in my way."
I roll my eyes and do as I'm asked.
"Oh fuck," he shakes his head.
A few tuts as he pulls out of me.
Wait. Huh? No!
"What are you doing?" I cry out.
"You just rolled your eyes at me," he says matter of factly.
Forcefully he flips me, my stomach pressed to the bed.
"Naughty girl," he raggedly pulls me back to him, my feet dropping to the hard floor beside the bed, arms sprawling before me.
"Now I spank you," he winds his hand up and lets it go.
Landing firm on my ass, I lurch into the mattress with a gasp. The sting is slight, he soothes it immediately. Each movement he was making was too fast for me to compute. Once I'd finished processing an action he was doing another to shock me.
"What did you do?" His voice is husky.
"What?" I'm unable to think.
His hand comes down once again, a sharp playful smack. Again I jump, moaning as his hand rubs the scorched skin.
"What did you do wrong?" He asks.
"I rolled my eyes at you," I answered.
"Yep. It's so disrespectful," he coos, "another thing you should know baby. I'm in control here unless I say so. This bed is my domain. I will fuck you when I'm ready. After being inside you I can promise you I will savour every second. If that means taking my time I will."
"But I need you," I choke out.
His hand cracks down again, my head falls forward. My legs are widening as I enjoy the sting.
"Your ass is pink," his voice is amused, "keep sassing me and it'll be red raw. You want me to fuck you?"
I glance back at him, nodding.
"Then say it," he says, "tell me what you want."
"I want you to fuck me," I speak frantically.
"How?" He leans over my body, lining us up once more, his torso pressing into my back.
I push my ass into him, desperate.
"How Bella?" He asks again.
"Hard," my voice is weak.
"Deep? Fast?" He offers.
"Yes," I gulp.
His first stroke is all of the above. Catching me entirely off guard he penetrates me from behind with a thrust, humping me. I growl out, squeezing the sheets with my hands.
"Fuck," he grunts, "yes!"
"More," I beg.
He kisses my shoulder and he meets my command. Deep and sharp, burying into me. Each one of his thrusts are a calculated hit. Passion laced between his desire to fuck me dirty. I cry out, unable to help my volume.
He stops yet again, but not for long. Flipping me onto my back he kneels onto the mattress, pulling my hips hard against him. He sinks deep in, a hand moving to my mouth to muffle me.
"Your moans are so hot," he groans, "but Rose was right. You're loud. Moan into my hand."
Nodding, I hook my legs around his waist. He takes the invitation to continue. Starting to pick up pace and drive, pounding into my heat. As he pumps into me he grunts quietly, eyes on all of me. Fixated as my breasts bounce, as my juices cover him between us.
"Fuck this is glorious," he rasps.
Leaning down he trades his hand for his mouth. Sucking my bottom lip into his mouth, I moan out yet again. Unable to help it. His mouth covers mine, tongue pushing past my lips to swallow the sounds I'm making. His tongue massages mine as he begins to lose rhythm slightly.
He pulls back from me so he can regain the momentum he lost. Each thrust hits the spot. The button in my body begging to be pushed. Squeezing him tightly, I throw my head back into the mattress arching high.
"I'm coming," I cry out, my vision blurry.
My hips grind hard into his as it rips through me. I'm rendered senseless as I come hard, with a strangled moan. The earth tips on its axis as he continues to dive into me, chasing his own orgasm.
"Fuck! Bella I'm coming too. Your going to be the death of me," His growl is almost scary.
Static between us both.
He lets go of the hold he has. Shattering above me as I tense below him.
He lets out a mixture of curse words and my name as he loses rhythm entirely. A few short sharp thrusts.
He collapses on top of me. Head pressed tight into my chest as he jerks until he stills.
"That was…" I begin.
"The best sex I've ever had in my fucking life," he finishes.
Yeah. This wasn't a fake boyfriend anymore. I'm pretty sure the person lying atop me is mine for good. The person I was meant to find. I would make she he was at least. My heart wanted him too much to go without this like before.
What we just did and how we just felt isn't pure coincidence. It was magic.
He puckers his lips kissing the skin of my breast.
"They're actually so sexy," he says as he sits up off me, "no shirts ever again please."
"You have such a dirty mind," I roll my eyes watching him clean himself up.
"Only with you treasure," he walks into the ensuite, "I've never had sex like that. With you I want to hold nothing back. I hope that's okay."
Okay? It was glorious.
I grin to myself and cover my face, curling into my side all giddy.
"It's so hot, Edward," I admit.
Glad he's asked me this from another room so I can embrace embarrassment.
"Why are you covering your face?" He steps into the room laughing.
I peek out at him between my fingers.
"I've never spoken dirty like that before. Or heard it," I say, "I loved it."
"You minx," he teases sitting beside me, tugging my hands away from my face, "it was a first for me too. To that degree. I think our sex life is going to be very exciting."
We snuggle closely under the covers and I can't help but rejoice at the feeling of my full heart. He was perfect. He was for me. He holds me in his arm, my head against his chest. A hand dances over my skin, leaving trails of goosebumps on my skin as he draws.
"I think I'm falling for you," I say suddenly, quietly, "that terrifies me. The last time this happened I became a laughing stock."
"Don't let it terrify you," he kisses my forehead, "I'm absolutely falling for you."
He shows me just how much he's falling. How much he cares with his fingers, mouth and cock several times that night. Leaving me bewildered at how deep a connection between two people can go. We wake in the middle of the night to explore, breathless and sweaty.
It's the best night of my life.
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