Two more things off the list
I stumbled backward against the door, hitting it with a thud as my hand searched for the doorknob. All while still making out with the gorgeous Edward, I might add. My other hand clutched his side, holding onto his gray tee shirt for all that I was worth. Finally, somehow, I got the door open.
"May I come in?" He asked in a smile against my mouth. Edward was so close that I could feel the movement against them.
"Mm," was how I answered, forcing my lips back onto his with a hand on the back of his head. His hair was so soft and I tugged on it gently when it became tangled around my fingers.
Edward groaned loudly as he walked us into my apartment, kicking the door shut rather loudly. I threw my keys and purse down, probably on the floor, without detaching my lips from his.
"I take it back," Edward panted when he finally pulled away, his forehead resting against mine.
"Take what back?"
"Earlier being the best kiss. That was the best kiss I've ever had. Just now."
I laughed and pecked his lip, feeling a bit of sweat build up at the base of my neck. Edward was making me so hot. Apparently, I wasn't the only one that noticed the sweat either because he dipped down and began to suckle my neck.
"Ugh," I groaned. I tried to twist away from him but all I managed to do was turn myself away from him with my back against his chest. Which, by the way, was rock hard. His arm wrapped around my waist as he continued to neck on me. I brought my arm up, holding his lips in place. My mind knew I should stop but my body didn't agree. "I've known you for less than an hour."
"I know," he said before nipping at my skin. I shivered against him, praying that I wouldn't combust. I don't think I had ever been that turned on before. Maybe it was the fact that my mind was completely switched off right then but all I was concentrating on was Edward's talented mouth. Or, maybe it was just Edward. "Do you want me to stop?"
"No," I whimpered as he licked up to my ear. He took my earlobe in his mouth in between his teeth and tugged gently. "Oh, fuck me," I moaned loudly. I felt his arm tighten around my waist as the other one came up to keep me from falling over.
You know, I would really have to work on cleaning up my language sooner rather than later. It always seemed to get me into some kind of trouble.
"Do you want me to?" Edward whispered sexily in my ear, his deep English accent coming out. "Do you want me to fuck you?"
And sometimes my foul language worked out pretty well for me.
I twisted in Edward's strong arms and pressed my lips against his as I nodded. His hand went to my ass, squeezing it tightly as he brought me closer to him. He had to be a good eight inches taller than me and I could feel his stiff erection pressing against my stomach.
"Couch," I mumbled against his mouth, trying my best to back up without falling over.
With a lot more grace than I thought possible I fell back against my large blue comfy sofa with Edward on top of me.
"Just to let you know, I don't do these sort of things," Edward said against my neck and I nodded stupidly. That obviously wasn't true because he was doing it at that exact moment. And rather well, I might add. "I don't have one night stands."
"Okay," I said before kissing him again lightly. I could honestly care less if Edward did or not. All I could think about was him with me right at that moment. I pressed my hips upwards against his before tugging his mouth back to mine more roughly.
"Jesus, you're sexy," he groaned out, making me feel more beautiful than I had in a very long time. He began to unbutton my shirt, pushing it to the side as he went. That beautiful feeling went away instantly. The last thing I wanted was him to see me with my clothes off.
I was not sure how the whole sex thing would work out that way, but I was determined to figure it out. I wanted to have my cake and to eat it too.
As soon as my shirt was completely unbuttoned he leaned forward and buried his face in between my beige bra covered breasts. With one hand on either one, he kissed the uncovered tops of each. His talented mouth worked it's way over as he pulled the right cup down. I was surprised I didn't stab him in the eye, my nipples were so hard.
Edward ground his erection between my wide open thighs as he worked my flesh over. I was just having a hard time staying still. With each jerk of my body, his teeth grazed over my nearly purple skin. He was giving me a lovely hickey.
"You taste just as delicious all over," he mumbled as he worked his way over to the other side.
He was going to kill me. I was just going to melt.
"That feels good," I breathed out, my hands clutching to him like he would disappear if I didn't.
"I want to make you feel better than good though," he said as he began to kiss down my chest and over my stomach. There was a wicked glint in his green eyes, his nimble fingers working on the button of my jeans.
"Y-you don't have to do that-t," I said as I sat up a little too quickly. All the blood rushed to my head and I fell back against the couch again.
"Shhh," Edward hissed against my belly button before licking it slowly. "I wouldn't do it if I didn't want to."
Once again, I shivered, furthering my theory that I was going to turn into goo.
My pants and shoes were on the floor and I barely noticed. His hands are on my thighs, my mind screamed. They were hot and smooth and sliding painfully slow up to my very boring light orange panties. Then his hands were the last thing on my mind. It was far too focused on where his mouth was. The dead center of my extremely wet panties. And he was fucking humming. Humming, I tell you.
"MOTHER OF GOD!" I groaned, my hips jerking uncontrollably.
"Now this is a pretty view," Edward said, looking up at me from between my legs. I could feel his hot breath against me, teasing me. He let out a soft sigh, rubbing his nose against my swollen clit. "Can't wait to taste you."
Dead.
Kill. Me. Dead.
Edward pushed my panties to the side and dragged his hot tongue from the bottom of my very drenched opening to the very top, sliding it between my lips. My legs went completely stiff as my toes pointed. I fought every urge to grab his face and shove it into me, demanding more.
"Fuck, yes," he growled as he literally attacked me. His tongue and fingers were everywhere.
Jacob certainly never did this. I mean, he tried to, but it was never like this. Never this good. Before I just felt too self-conscious. I just wanted to beg for more. As it was, I was scrambling to pull my panties down to give him better access. I barely got them down to my knees before I fell back against the couch. Edward didn't seem to care in the least.
"Fingers. Use your fingers," I demanded, falling back against the couch after quickly sitting up to look at him. I couldn't stay upright for some reason.
"I plan on using more than my fingers," he said, nipping at my clit.
And then he stopped.
"Son of a bitch!" I snapped, heaving myself upwards. Him stopping would motivate me to move anywhere if it meant he would keep going. Edward was smirking to himself as he stood up from the couch. I could just imagine how stupid I looked at the moment with my shirt open, my bra around my stomach and my panties around my knees. My hair was everywhere and I probably had a crazed look in my eyes. I must have been an interesting sight.
Edward held his hand out to me, a smile coming across his face.
"Come on. Take me to your bedroom. We'll both be more comfortable there and I promise to finish what I started."
I took his hand, biting my lip as I hoisted myself up. Easier said than done with underwear around your knees.
"One thing first though," Edward said, stopping me. First, he pushed my shirt off my shoulders and onto the floor. He turned me around, leaning down to kiss my neck as he undid my bra. It fell to the floor next. Then he dropped to his knees behind me and place a little kiss on the center of my back as he pulled down my panties.
Goo. Shivering. Messy. Bella. Goo.
Edward took my hips and forced me to turn around while still on his knees. "That is so much better."
"This is so embarrassing," I muttered to myself and Edward frowned, sliding his hands from my hips to my ass.
"Why? Why is it embarrassing?"
"I'm... you know... and you're..."
"So turned on that I can hardly walk," he said, leaning his chin against my stomach. "I want you and badly. What do I need to do to prove it?" Edward breathed as he kissed my soft flesh. Slowly he brought his hand to my knee and bent it until my foot was on my coffee table. He lowered himself down between my legs, his eyes locked on mine the entire time. "Will this?"
He kissed me slowly, kissing each side before kissing in between my lips. Soft, slow, and gentle. Spreading me open with his fingers he closed his eyes as he sucked on me, sliding his other hand from my ass to my very center.
And then Edward finally used his fingers. Two of them pressed inside of me, curling up towards my belly button.
I could officially scratch another thing off my list.
I wailed like a banshee, my entire body shaking with the force of the orgasm. Edward didn't stop though, pumping his fingers in and out quickly as he literally nibbled on me.
He was going to eat me dead.
I literally grabbed the back of his head and pulled him away from my tender flesh with his mouth hanging wide open, his cheeks glistening wet.
Holy God he is hot.
"Bed. Bed, now!" I all but squeaked at him. I meant it to be more forceful but my voice didn't seem to want to work with me.
Edward was up and on his feet quicker than I could see. I took his hand and stumbled back to my bedroom and for once I didn't mind that I was sort of an anal neat freak when it came to my room. As soon as we were inside, Edward grabbed me and pulled me to his chest.
"How did I do earlier?"
"Are you crazy? Like you don't know," I said, fumbling with his shirt. Somehow I pulled it over his head and threw it to the floor. When I saw his firm chest I drooled like a twelve-year-old girl looking at a Zac Efron poster.
"Tell me," Edward said, pulling my chin up so I could look into his eyes. "Can you tell now that I want you?"
"Yes," I breathed as I lifted up onto my tip toes and kissed his lips. Once again I could feel his denim covered erection against my stomach. He smiled against my lips, pushing me back until I fell onto the bed. I giggled like a schoolgirl, crossing my legs at my ankles as I leaned back on the palms of my hands. "You've seen mine now. Show me yours."
He bit his lip and blushed a little bit, working his belt off quickly. Before he worked on the button of his jeans he took his wallet out of his back pocket and pulled out three condoms.
At least one of us was thinking straight. I had totally forgotten that little part and I wasn't exactly on birth control at that moment.
Edward tugged at his jeans, finally pulling them down to the floor.
Commando. He was going commando.
I nearly hyperventilated.
Now, that's not to say he was freakishly huge. He was about an inch longer than the average six probably. Edward was thick though, his skin strained at attention with his head almost a deep purple. Wow, he did want me.
He hissed as he took himself in his hand, messaging it for a moment. "I've been hard since the first time you kissed me. I thought I was going to have to jerk off in the car before I drove home."
Edward seemed slightly distracted, his head lolled to one side with his eyes closed so I decided to be a bit sneaky. I moved to the edge of the bed on my stomach and took his head into my mouth.
"MOTHER FUCKER!" He shouted in surprise, his cock jerking upwards in my mouth. I giggled around him, swallowing more of him. My jaw ached a little bit as I surrounded him but it was totally worth it. I wrapped my arms around the back of his legs, pulling him closer to the bed. "Bella. Bella, baby. I'm going to cum down your throat if you don't stop that. Fuck. Fuck yes," he groaned.
"Kind of the idea there, handsome," I teased him, flicking my tongue over the slit.
Yup, I was messed up still. I would never be able to say that normally.
"Fucking hell," he cursed and even that was sexy in his accent. "Fuck. Get on your knees on the bed. I want to be fucking you when I cum."
Didn't have to tell me that twice.
I was on my knees, sitting back on my ankles as I watched him roll on the condom. I expected him to take me from behind but instead, he sat on the bed with his back against my headboard.
"How do you want me?"
"Every way I can have you," Edward smiled, placing his hand on the back of my neck as he pulled me in for a kiss. "Will you indulge me?"
"Yes," I breathed out and at that moment I totally meant it. I would indulge his every whim.
He pulled me into a position I had never been in before, my back to him while straddling his waist. Edward took himself in his hand and rubbed it against me, getting himself nice and wet before placing the tip at my entrance. Placing both of his huge hands on my hips, he pressed me downwards.
"Shit. Tight. Are you okay? Is this okay?" He breathed behind me, his warm breath against my back. I nodded wildly, just enjoying the sensation of being so full. It had been a while. Once Edward was sure I was okay he moved one of his hands to my breast and the other between my legs as he leaned forward, his nose against my ear. "Ride me, Bella."
Edward's hand stayed still between my legs as I slowly bounced up and down on him but his fingers rubbed my clit with every movement. His other talented hand pinched my nipple, tweaking it hard. And if that wasn't enough he was kissing my spine the entire time.
My knees began to ache as the feeling in my stomach became more intense. I pulled my hair off of my neck and Edward's mouth was instantly there, licking the sweat that trickled downwards. I shivered in bliss, moaning loudly.
"Fuck! That's hot," I hissed. "I'm close again."
"What do you need? Tell me what you want me to do to make you cum," he whispered against my back, his teeth grazing my shoulder.
"Fingers. Harder," I managed to squeak out. He obliged, pressing the pads of his middle and pointer finger against my clit as he arched upwards underneath me to meet my bouncing. "Hell yes!"
As soon as I began to spasm I felt him shiver behind me, his forehead resting against my shoulder.
"Fuck."
I felt like all the blood rushed out of my head as I pretty much literally fell to my side. Edward chuckled beside me, getting up to throw away the condom. I was feeling all kinds of fuzzy and decided that it would just be best if I laid really still for a little while. My eyes sank closed as a blanket wrapped around me and Edward snuggled up against my back.
"Going to take a nap?" He asked.
I was going to answer no but apparently, I was whether I wanted to or not.
I had loads of bizarre dreams. About darkness and anger and wolves. And there were lots of mirrors. I didn't like it. I didn't like it one bit.
I woke up to moisture on my shoulder. It was a mouth. Edward's mouth. Edward.
Oh. Shit. Shit...
Did I just sleep with a total stranger? Did I just fuck a total stranger? I was going to get herpes. What the hell was I thinking? I wasn't thinking. I was stoned. I was NEVER smoking again. Holy shit.
"You're awake and you're excited."
"H-how can you tell?" I stuttered out.
"Your heartbeat. It's going a million miles an hour. Are you okay?" He asked, pushing the hair away from my neck. I shot up in bed, wrapping the blanket around me tightly.
Edward was just as gorgeous as he was before I fell asleep. He had a concerned look on his face, rubbing his hand gently over my arm. My fear of herpes went away. He wasn't that kind of guy. I don't know how I knew that, but I did. I would still go to the doctor, but I knew he was a good guy. I remembered what he said about him not being that kind of guy. I wasn't that kind of girl but I wasn't thinking straight earlier. I sighed, bringing my knees up to my chest.
"Edward, we need to talk."
"You told him what?!" Alice shrieked at me the following day over Greek food. At least she was going to help me with the food part. She even told me that Jasper wanted to help me with the cooking, especially the cake. We just needed to set up the date.
"I told him that I wasn't ready and that what we did, though amazing and wonderful, shouldn't have happened," I sighed, dipping my pita bread into the hummus. I was really digging it. I didn't think I would like it at first. Maybe I was just trying to keep my mind off of everything.
"But, why!? He's just a nice guy! And good looking and he's British. British, Bella."
"But, I don't know him," I complained.
"Jasper's known him for like fifteen years. He's a great guy," Alice frowned before her face grew a little evil. "Let me see your list."
"Why?"
"Just hand it over! I know you have it on you!" She rolled her eyes, smiling.
I instantly flushed when her smile grew wide. "So yeah. He is great in bed, too. I need to work on me. I can't be a good girlfriend if I don't like myself. And I don't, at all right now."
"He could help with that," she pointed out, dipping her bread in some sort of yogurt sauce that I didn't like at all.
"It's not fair to him. He doesn't need a work in progress," I rubbed my palm against my forehead. "Besides, how old is he? He's a kid!"
Alice rolled her eyes again. "He's twenty-five. He's not that much younger than us."
"I don't know him," I argued.
"Then get to know him!"
"I'm not ready," I whined. Thankfully our food came to the table and I thought Alice was going to drop it. I was so wrong.
"I know Ed really well. He doesn't go for girls unless he is like extremely attracted to them. He's actually kind of shy. I bet you by the time I get home Jasper gets a call from him asking for information."
"Oh, GOD! Please don't tell him about the list. I don't want him to think he was just something I checked off. Please tell Jasper not to tell him. Like, right now. Text him, please," I begged. Alice pulled out her phone and typed quickly. "Thank you."
"Welcome. But, don't think I'm going to let this go," she said, eying me. "You needed to get laid."
"Ain't that the truth, sister," I laughed, taking a bite of my lamb. It was alright. Nothing amazing. I would try something else next time.
"Was it good?" She asked, biting her bottom lip and wiggling her eyebrows. "I mean, really good?"
I turned neon red. "He made me feel beautiful."
"You are." She shook her head, holding up her hand as I began to argue. "Alright, let's just drop that subject. How about we talk about something else?"
"Sounds good," I sighed.
"So, I was looking up information on gyms and I found one that is like right in the middle. Five minutes either way. It's got a gym, dance classes, yoga, self-defense, strip aerobics, spin, a sauna, and an indoor pool. It even has an indoor walking track and a hot tub. And it's pretty well priced. They even have a coupon," she said, pulling something out of her purse and handing it to me. It was the first three months free if you signed up for a year, along with no startup fee. How could I say no to that?
"Sure. We'll sign up tomorrow. But, one thing..."
"What's that?" Alice asked before she bit into her salad.
"No, strip aerobics."
"Deal!"
I laughed, clinking my glass to hers. "To becoming a size ten and loving myself."
"To getting you ready to get naked for Edward again," she laughed in return. I scoffed and she snickered, winking at me.
"Mary Alice, you're a bad bad girl."
"And so are you, Isabella," she giggled. She looked down at my list, nodding towards it. "You know, I thought that one was going to be the hardest to accomplish. I was wrong. I hoped you thanked him."
I pushed my plate away and thumped my head against the table. "Change. The. Subject."
"Was it with his hands, his winkie dink, or his tongue?" She asked seriously.
"WINKIE DINK? What the hell? What are you, twelve?" I asked. The table next to us turned to look at me and I groaned, covering my face with my hands. Alice just laughed. Of course, she wasn't embarrassed at all. I should have known she was just screwing with me. "Alice."
"And you should mark out the flirting thing. Because I'm sure you flirted yesterday and apparently it worked really well." I just gave her a little look that would have melted an iceberg. She brought both of her hands up, smiling like the Cheshire cat. "I'll behave. Now, let's talk about how we want to do this whole working out thing. I could afford to drop fifteen pounds myself."
Thankfully she didn't talk about Edward for the rest of the afternoon, but my mind was still on him. I probably screwed up the chance of a really good thing but I knew, in the end, I was right. I needed to work on me.
I had to love myself before I could even consider loving another.
Good for you Bella. Get you some. But try a better Greek restaurant next time.
Also, Winkie Dink. Oh Alice, just no.
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