Previously

I hear his low groans as he slows himself down, still hitting me deep but with lengthier strokes. It draws out my orgasm for so long I don't even know what day it is when it finally stops and his hips still, flush with my ass as he groans, long and low, releasing inside of me.

After

For a second, we're still, breathing hard, and then he takes his hand away from my mouth, his burning palm resting on my back as he pants.

His voice is low. "Are you okay?"

I let out a happy sigh, unable to move. "I'm amazing. I'm so glad teasing you worked; I didn't think it would at first."

I hear a low laugh and turn my head so rapidly it gives me headrush. I've never heard such a delightful sound, especially coming from him.

I made him laugh.

He just laughed; and it was soft, and throaty and for me.

My heart is fluttering against my ribcage.

His green eyes lock with mine and a rush goes through me. "You didn't need to tease me at all, I already wanted you." He pulls out of me and I shiver as I feel warmth spreading down my thighs. His eyes drop and he bites his bottom lip, humming low in his throat.

I fail when I try to get up, and strong, warm hands slide under me and pull me to my feet instead. I turn to face him, and he arches a brow at me.

I've never been this close to him before – aside from the frenzied fuck – and right now, he looks even more beautiful than usual. His shirt hangs open, revealing his toned torso, lithe and pale with a smattering of fair hair in the center; his cheeks are flushed pink with exertion, his full lips red-bitten. I can see a tiny white scar above his left eyebrow, and I want to trace it with my fingers, ask him how it happened.

His words from a few moments ago register and I suck my bottom lip into my mouth. "What do you mean, you already wanted me?" I ask him curiously.

Edward's liquid emerald eyes are fixed on my mouth, but when I let go of my lip, they lift to meet mine. He shakes his head slightly. "I always wondered why you struggled in this class when you're so clearly intelligent; it's becoming overwhelmingly clear it's because you just don't listen."

I frown at him for a second, but there's a glint in his eyes, and I realise what I'd always assumed was rudeness or disinterest on his part, is actually just his sense of humor.

"Huh." I say, tilting my head.

"Perhaps I spoke too soon," he adds, his lips twitching.

I scoff. "So, you were already attracted to me?"

He nods. "Yes."

I shake my head. "There's no way you'd have done anything about it though, not unless I showed you first."

Edward shrugs, the casual movement surprising me. "Maybe not, but if you'd told me that you wanted me, I'd have said yes; after today, of course, when I was no longer your teacher."

I purse my lips, thoughtfully. "That's important to you?"

He stares at me for a second, his brow lifting slightly. "That I don't fuck one of my current students? That might suggest I care about my career."

I sigh, "Is your sarcasm delivery a British thing?"

"My sarcasm delivery?" There's an amused flicker in his eyes.

"You say it so dryly, I can't tell if you're serious or not," I pout.

"You'll get used to it," he says, tilting his head, "unless, this is all you wanted from me?"

"Of course, it is," I say in the same dry tone he's been using.

His eyes flicker and he swallows, his jaw jumping. "Okay, that's f-"

I scoff. "See, you can't tell either."

His lips suddenly curve up in a smile and my heart comes to a complete stop in my chest for a moment before it takes off, leaving me breathless. It completely transforms his face, his cheeks lifting, a tiny crinkle appearing in the corner of his enchanting eyes, perfect white teeth resting neatly above his red bottom lip.

I start to feel dizzy, and I realise with surprise I've stopped breathing. "Y-you should do that more." I stammer out.

Edward cocks his head at me, his smile widening a little. "Do what more?"

"Smile." I say, my fingers twitching. I want to kiss him, hug him, I want to know him.

He laughs softly, reaching up and running his knuckles across my cheek. They scorch me from the inside out, a jolt snapping down my spine and making something in my chest rise, up and up until it feels like it's going to burst. "In your presence, it's hard not to."

I'm smiling back, so much that my cheeks hurt, and his hand falls to his side, emerald eyes searching mine as his face relaxes. "So…you want more?"

"Is that what you want?" I ask him carefully, "or did you just want a quick fuck?"

"I'll remedy that statement shortly," he says seriously, arching a brow, "there'll be nothing quick about the next time we fuck, believe me."

My body bursts into flames, his words sinking deep into the pit of my stomach and making something ache there. I gulp, catching my bottom lip between my teeth. His green eyes bore into mine. "I do want, by the way. I'm curious about you Isabella."

"I prefer Bella," I tell him, shifting slightly.

There's a flicker in his eyes, his lips curving up ever so slightly. "Yes, I know; it's in your file."

"You read my file," I say, bemused. "I read your file."

"So, I have my very own stalker," Edward says dryly.

"Apparently, so do I." I grin.

His arm reaches out and curls around my back, pulling me into his large body. I shiver as I look up at him and he bends down and captures my mouth in a searing kiss, picking me up and placing me on the desk.

A small laugh leaves my lips as he reaches behind me and holds up my underwear, arching a brow. "This little stunt, almost made me blow my fucking load."

"Sorry about that, sir," I say playfully.

His brow lifts, "You will be."

I gasp as he shoves the underwear in my mouth and presses me back, lifting my knees up and spreading me wide open for him. My elbows rest on the desk as I stare up at him, panting, my moan caught in the fabric in my mouth.

Verdant eyes glint at me and he pulls his shirt off fully. I moan, my eyes half closing as I take in his muscled shoulders and arms. He steps back a bit and kicks out of his trousers so he's standing in front of me fully naked.

I lean up more, my eyes tracing the lines of his body, the fullness of his calves and strong thighs, and then his cock, swollen and thick against his hard stomach. Want pervades me like a violent force and my elbows shake with the effort of supporting myself, my thighs aching to press together and relieve the throbbing between my legs.

He swallows, his eyes dark and hungry as he looks at me. Edward steps between my legs and pulls my shirt off, my bra swiftly following, leaving me bare, my nipples hard peaks on my chest.

His voice is low and rough, sending tingles between my legs. "Fuck." He grips his cock in his large hand and my eyes roll back in my head, my back arching off the table. Edward leans over my body, his nose skimming my neck before his tongue descends, rough and wet, and so warm it sends a shock through me. He traces a burning path down my chest, his hot breath against my nipples making my legs snap inwards, pressing against his thighs.

He hums, circling my nipple with his tongue and a muffled moan leaves my mouth. Edward glances up at me and licks his bottom lip, "Do you know how fucking hot it is, that you're just lying there with that in your mouth, letting me do this to you?" His large hand slips between my legs and I cry out, biting down on fabric. "Stay still, Isabella, don't move, I know you can do it, I watched how still you were when you made yourself come in front of me. Now it's my turn."

I obey him, even as my body wants to arch at the intrusion of one of his long digits into my aching core. He hisses quietly, adding another finger, then another. I groan loudly, but don't let myself move a muscle. My eyes are closed but they fling open as I feel his large hand wrapping around my throat. He squeezes the sides just right, staring straight into my eyes and I whimper.

"Look at me; look at me while I fuck you with my fingers." He commands, his thumb brushing over my clit as he pushes his fingers deeper.

I bite down harder on the underwear, my body coiling tight at the hot jolts of pleasure going through me from where his fingers are roughly pumping into me. His pouty mouth is parted, his eyes locked on mine as he fills my body. I want to throw my head back, close my eyes and arch off the desk, but I stay still, doing as I'm told.

"Mm, that's my good girl." Edward murmurs, licking his lips as his eyes drop between my legs. His hand slides from my throat to the back of my head and he pushes slightly, forcing me to lean forward. His voice is low and rough, "Look at your perfect little pussy Isabella, look how you suck me inside; you're still dripping my cum."

I lean up further on my arms, watching as his fingers disappear inside of me, and suddenly I'm right there. I whimper, and his eyes suddenly flash to mine. "Are you going to come Isabella?"

I nod, and his fingers suddenly leave my pussy. I grit my teeth around the underwear but keep my eyes on him as he lifts his glistening fingers to his mouth and licks them, his hooded eyes watching me.

"What's wrong Isabella? You wanted to come?"

I whimper and he hums, "It's not nice being teased, is it?"

My eyes roll back in my head as his fingers lightly brush over my clit. Once. Twice. One long finger barely presses inside of me and I strain up off the desk.

I'm so close, wavering on that edge, needing the tiniest little nudge to push me over. My body is aching for release, every single muscle tensed, my pussy throbbing.

"Look. At. Me." Edward orders, gripping my head and pulling me up higher, leaning in so he's staring straight into my eyes. He teases me for minutes, hours, seconds. I lose all track of time as he takes me to the edge and back, again and again, his dark green eyes fixed on mine.

Suddenly, three of his fingers slam into me, his thumb pushing roughly against my clit and I finally fall, white hot pleasure exploding behind my eyes, every limb shaking, burning, leaving me nothing, and everything all at once, my body flooding with such an intense ecstasy that it hurts.

I open my eyes, tears flooding down my cheeks. Edward's right there, staring at me, "Good girl, such a good girl," he murmurs, his fingers leaving my body. They reach up and pull the underwear out of my mouth. I open and close my jaw, whimpering at the strange sensation of having my mouth free again, and he leans in and kisses me softly, gently lowering me to the desk as he cups my cheek, his thumb swiping away my tears.

"Please," I beg him.

"What do you need? Do you need my cock, Isabella?" He asks, pulling back, his voice low and rich.

"God, please." I cry.

He slides into me nice and slow, my body readily accepting his thick cock, gripping him tight.

"Oh god." I wail.

"Fuck," Edward groans, his breath leaving in a rough exhale. He kisses down my neck and across my nipples, sucking them into his mouth, that wet suction sending a pulse between my legs.

I lift my hand and tangle it in his soft hair as he starts rocking into my body, slow and deep, one hand gripping my waist and the other resting on my cheek. He lifts himself up and his lips meet mine in a deep and slow kiss, our tongues sliding against each other, slick and wanting.

There's nothing quick about it, just like he said, but this isn't just fucking, this is passion, fire, heat, and connection. A vis a vis of the mental sort.

In him I find sanctification, unity, acceptance. I want this man, every single part of him.

When we fall over the edge, it's together, and when we're done, when we're dressed and our breathing is finally back to normal, for the first time ever, Edward's strong arms wrap around me and he hugs me, his chin resting on my head.

I never want him to let go.

A/N

Phew. *Fans self*

Funnily enough, this didn't initially have a lemon in it, but I felt like you deserved another! All of your responses to the previous chapter were amazing, and I'm glad to hear Mr. Cullen and Bella's escapades are fueling your fantasies ;)

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