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Chapter 20

Edward-

Bella's eyes glittered in the candlelight. She had lit two cinnamon-scented candles when I walked into the room tonight. With the spicy aroma wafting between us, I lay at the opposite end of her bed, my head propped in my hand. Her feet were inches away from my face, and my gaze swept up the length of her smooth length leg, stopping at the edge of her tiny shorts she wore to bed.

"Was there a special lady, or were you a ladies man?"

A half smile slipped across my lips as my gaze connected with hers. "Which answer makes me more desirable?"

Her cackle elated me, leaving me feeling on top of the world. I watched her lips as she laughed intently, the desire to taste her growing with a vengeance, and I couldn't help but drag the tip of my finger down her calf. The smooth milky flesh leapt beneath my touch, but the heat I saw flash in her eyes was undeniable. She grinned, even as she glared at me, saying, "I should've known. Definitely a ladies man, oozing buckets of charm like manwhore."

"Little fox, you have no room to talk about appetites. You may not have a man up here every night, but tell me what your budget is for those batteries." Since the sorority moved in, I couldn't count the number of nights she'd driven me insane with 'Steve.' "Steve is definitely do for some new batteries, lucky bastard."

"Omg," she shrieked, her eyes wide as she clapped her hand over her mouth. "You are such a pervert. You can't give me enough privacy to take care of basic needs."

"And miss those sweet little cries, little fox," I asked, my nostrils flaring with the memory of her scent when she came. "Never."

A pink flush tinted her cheeks and her chest moved rapidly as her breathing turned shallow. Goosebumps ran down her legs and an electric current traveled through me, going straight to my cock. The atmosphere in the room changed and I was drawn to the woman before me. By sheer force of will, I remained where I lay, watching her nipples bead beneath her thin top.

She shifted on the bed, and I could smell her heat teasing my senses. Bella nervously licked her lips, her gaze narrowing, sliding down and tracing my chest. The feel of her eyes on me made my abdomen ripple with awareness. If someone had ever told me it was possible to get horny as a ghost I would've never believed it. With Bella lingering in my house I discovered the phenomenon becoming a daily occurrence. She squeezed her thighs together, saying, "That's not very gentlemanly of you, Edward."

"Steve is the gentleman, only coming out to play when you summon him," I growled, the connection between us urging me to make a move. I resisted the temptation. "I, on the other hand, never claimed to be a gentleman." I tapped her thigh, my desire to explore her increasing when her muscle jumped. "I'm better than Steve, however."

Her lips trembled. "How do you figure? Steve hits all the right spots every time. And never leaves me unsatisfied."

"Oh, I know. I have heard what your plastic boyfriend can do," I explained, pushing up from my spot at the foot of the bed. On my hands and knees, I crawled up the mattress toward her with anticipation ripping through every part of me. If it hadn't been for the wanton blaze igniting in her eyes, I might have rethought my actions. With every inch I drew closer, the fire grew until the glow warmed me. Caging her in with a hand on either side of her, I leaned in close until my face was a centimeter from hers. "Unlike your little friend, I can fuck you straight into that mattress for days without needing to change my fucking batteries, little fox."

"Holy shit," she mumbled, her warm breath coasting over my lips. Her entire form shook beneath me, and the pulse in her neck was thundering like a perfect storm was brewing under her skin.

Her scent was far too compelling to resist the temptation. I lowered my head, letting the tip of my nose graze the skin on her neck. "I have the urge to gobble you right up, little fox."

I took a lungful of her sweetness, and lust gnawed at my insides, leaving me a slave to her whim. Her breath was coming in short gasps and I knew she was just as affected by me as I was by her. I nipped the shell of her ear, loving the sound of her throaty cry, her voice wobbled as she whispered, "How the fuck am I turned on by a ghost?"

Amused by her response, I backed off an inch, my eyebrow lifting, I toyed with a strand of her hair. "Do I turn you on, little fox?"

There was no point in denying my effect on her, she literally shook with pent-up desire. "Yes."

Her hungry eyes roamed my face, sliding down my nose to linger on my lips. Tingles traveled from my mouth down my chest to my cock. "I bet you are so addictive. One taste of you wouldn't be enough."

I was about to sample the soft flesh of her neck when a bone-chilling scream penetrated the heady fog consuming my mind. Bella jerked away like a hot poker was stuck to her skin, and she scrambled from the bed like she was escaping a fire.

Lust and disappointment warred within me as I leapt to my feet and followed Bella out the door and down the hallway. Two rooms down we found Alice sitting upright in bed with tears streaming down her pale cheeks. Bella immediately went to her friend and wrapped an arm around her shoulders, petting her hair, her concerned murmur was meant to soothe. "It's okay, honey. You're safe. What happened?"

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