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As Edward settled between Bella's thighs, his fist balled in her hair, his mouth slamming down on hers. When the walls of her pussy threatened to choke his dick, he growled, his form shuddering. Every nerve, every cell was alive with sensation, his skin prickling as a tingle slithered down his spine. His tongue sparred with hers, gnawing her plump bottom lip as his body undulated against hers. Edward groaned, ripping his mouth away from hers before hoisting his weight from her.

Leaning across her, he grunted when her nails latched onto his back as if she thought he intended to flee. Dropping a kiss to her chin, he shook his head adamantly. "I'm not going anywhere, baby. Turning on the light, cause I wanna see your fine ass, while I fuck you so hard you feel me all week."

"You're a fucking tease," she laughed as his weight shifted over her. Her lashes fluttered, her pupils attempting to adjust to the light. Finally, Edward came back into focus, and now she could see him, all of him. A sheen of sweat coated his chest adding to his appeal, his shoulders were slick, her fingers slipping when she reached for him. "You look like you've been working hard, Mr. Cullen."

"I'm not teasing, witch. You've been weaving a spell on me since you came into my life." Edward rose up on his knees, shifting to grip her hips, he draped one leg over his forearm. Watching her intently, he caressed the tender flesh of her leg. "And I, Mrs. Cullen, haven't even begun to work yet."

Bella was spread before him like a sacrifice. She was more vulnerable than she'd ever been in her entire life. She trembled when his ravenous gaze ate up every inch exposed to him. Withdrawing from her body, he hovered in her tight opening until only his crown was inside, his jaw clenched as he came back forcefully, their skin slapping together. The aroma of arousal thickened the air mingling with the masculine scent of Edward Cullen.

She welcomed all of it. Edward Cullen, the King of the MidWest, captivated all of her senses one by one. When he plunged into her with reckless abandon, she willingly gave herself over as he filled her again and again. Her body stretching as the lull of desire courses through her. His skin was glistening beneath the soft yellow glow of the lamplight, leaving her breathless as she mapped every fucking visible muscle. "You are so fucking sexy--every single inch of you."

She wasn't the only one enthralled. Edward impatiently wiped the sweat trickling into his eyes. This woman beneath him was a creature of myths. She was unabashed. She took life by the balls and demanded exactly what she wanted. She demanded it and took no damn prisoners. She was truly an enigma.

Bella Swan had taken his life by storm, and apparently, she wasn't through weaving her wicked, delicious spells on him.

Holding her steady, he set a rhythm, pounding into her without mercy. His jaw clenched, the muscle next to his temple throbbing as he took and took. He wasn't opposed to giving back, however, as his thumb found and massaged the naked jewel hidden within her slick folds. Staring deeply into her eyes, he felt her walls sucking his dick deeper, her panting cries filling his ears. "Don't come. Don't fucking come. Not until I say."

Bella's head thrashed on the pillows feeling the pull of her body to let go. She was seconds away from shattering when she heard the command in his voice. The fog consuming her refused to relinquish its hold, and she dumbly stared back. "W-what? Baby, I'mma …. I am so close … I have to …"

"Not until I say," he whispered fiercely, grunting with every thrust, his thumb rolling her clit. "I'm going to fuck your pussy, and you aren't going to come. Don't come."

Bella's fingers fisted in his sheets, gritting her teeth as sensations darted everywhere until she was curling her toes. "You are so fucking evil. Edward, I'mma explode. I can't … I can't …"

She was beautiful as she fought her body's reaction. Rapture caused her eyelids to become heavy, her hair was fanned across his pillows, her breasts were heaving with each breath and jiggled hard with each demanding thrust. Her spine was arched, offering herself to him, and Edward didn't think he'd ever seen anything more beautiful. It was truly taking all of his willpower to maintain control over his balls screaming for him to explode.

The truth … the truth was he didn't want it to be over. The second that her tight, wet pussy clamped around his cock, he would lose himself. He was basking in this feeling of freedom he hadn't experienced in years. This was more than a physical need, this … this was the turning point to a brand new life--he was nowhere ready for this rapturous, freeing to be over. Yet, he wasn't opposed to driving her absolutely insane in the process.

The bed shook in time to their movements, the headboard slamming against the wall in rhythmic smacks, grunts, and cries mingled together. Biting his lip, Edward adjusted their positions, parting her folds to hungrily stare at her clit. Gathering a mouthful of spit, he spat at the jewel, loving the slickness created by his saliva as he rubbed it into her flesh. "Sweet little pussy. She's so fucking greedy. I want to taste those fucking lips, woman. Come up here to me."

Bella wasn't sure how she was supposed to manage that. Currently, her body was a weak mass playing to Edward's tune. He'd demanded she not come, and she was desperately trying to keep from giving in to the screams of her body. She pushed up on her elbows with Edward's cock still deep inside her, and her leg still wrapped around his arm. "How?'

Reluctantly, Edward released the leg he still held and adjusted their positions. Now, he sat heavily on the mattress, guiding Bella to straddle his lap. When her fingers dove into his hair and her mouth settled on his, he urged her down onto his dick. Seated, they moved together, teeth clashing, lips locking, tongues searching and seeking. In this new position, Edward was free to explore every curve, his hand slipping down her ass. Offering his fingers to her, he glared into her eyes with a famished soul. "Lick my fingers."

Bella's brow furrowed as she considered his request--well, demand. Leaning forward, she did as he said, slobbering over his digits. When he pulled them from her mouth, she gulped a breath, hissing when his cock plowed her G-spot. She gasped into his hot mouth, feeling his wet finger probe her ass. "Ahhhh … You drive me crazy."

"One of these days I'm gonna fuck you here." Kissing his way along her jaw, he nibbled on her tender skin, finding her ear with his hot mouth as his finger pressed into her tight hole. Hoarsely, he grunted, "Will you let me, baby? I want to feel your ass around my dick."

Bella was incapable of answering. She was being claimed in several different directions and the sensations were exploding through her body. Her breasts pushed against his hairy pecs, and greedily, she licked and sucked salty skin, loving the taste and texture.

Just the thought of claiming her tight entrance for the first time ignited a fire in his balls. With his finger deep in her ass, and his cock thrusting uncontrollably, he gave her the permission she'd been wanting. He bit her shoulder hard, his teeth piercing her skin as he slammed into her. "Come for me, wife. Give me this sweet, tight pussy."

Bella had been spinning for the last twenty minutes. Hearing Edward's permission, she rode him hard, groaning as he slipped in faster and deeper. "Oh, fuck. Edward, shit. So good." She cupped his jaw in her hands--loving the feel of his scruff on her palm, her fingers slid into his hair. "Are you going to come with me? I want you to come with me, please. Oh, shit, Edward."

They hadn't used protection, Edward fleetingly realized, but if he'd planted his seed, it was already done. He could pull out, but he was too lost for that shit. His finger slipped from her ass as he gripped her hips and thrust up into her hard. "I'm going to come with you, baby. You have to come now before I lose …"

Edward's balls tightened as Bella's pussy clenched around his length. His entire form combusted into a million tiny fragments, bits and pieces spewing throughout the universe. He was fairly certain he would never be able to retrieve them all. His breath burned in his throat, his muscles going taut as he felt his seed coat her inner walls.

Bella bit into his earlobe, crying out helplessly, her bones melting, leaving her in a heap on his lap. She rode the waves of ecstasy, wishing it wasn't over. Then like a loon she was babbling about how sexy he was, and beautiful, and she couldn't shut up. "You are fucking everything. Everything. I don't want to forget a single moment we've shared—none of it. You think I've rocked your world? It's nothing compared to what you've done to me."

Edward was shaking uncontrollably. He held her slumped form tightly to his chest. Emotion gripped his soul, and it was scary as fuck. Everything about this woman scared the hell out of him.

His forehead rested on her shoulder as she babbled in his ear. Moisture pricked the back of his eyes, and he was so dangerously close to retching poetic shit he would've never uttered in a million fucking years.

Bella held him tight. Something told her to remain silent and not to push. Something more. Something deeper. Something more important than sex was at play, as she held his trembling body to hers. When moisture trickled on her shoulder, the backs of her eyes stung as tears gathered and threatened to spill.

Then, the words just poured out of her soul. If someone had sewn her mouth shut, she couldn't have stopped. Petting his hair away from his forehead, she kissed his temple. "I don't want to leave. I don't want to leave. And I don't want to spend another fucking second without you. I-I don't want this to be fake. I-I don't want our marriage to be fake."

Tears dropped from the corners of his eyes as he basked in the sweet aftermath of the release. He caressed the fragile expanse of her waist, relishing her warmth. He'd never felt so complete in his whole life, and this woman—this spitfire of a wrecking ball had shattered the walls he'd erected to protect his heart.

When she mumbled her confession in his ear, Edward whimpered, knowing he would've never let her step foot out the door.

He didn't even try to disguise the tears in his eyes as he pulled back to meet her gaze. A watery grin met his and he chuckled at the bittersweet moment as tears rolled down her cheeks. Cupping her face, he pulled her closer, whispering, "Nothing about this is fake. It's never been fake. I have no intention of letting you go anywhere—unless I go too."

Bella could barely believe her ears. More tears followed the last. Brushing his hair with her fingertips, she searched his gaze—finding awe and wonder in them. "Really? You won't let me go?"

Edward swallowed the raw emotion gathered in his throat, his thumbs wiping the tears from her cheeks. "Not-fucking-ever. You aren't going anywhere. Ever."

Bella's heart soared. While there were no admissions of love, this—this confession was everything and more. It burned hotter and brighter than those three little words. Mystified, she leaned forward with him growing hard inside her all over again, kissing him slowly and deeply.

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