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Bella Swan/big boy
He's got a cast now.
I can be as rough as I want without worrying about making anything worse than it already is.
Me likey.
Edward smiles when I push him onto the bed and climb on top of him.
We're still dressed, but that's okay.
We'll get there eventually.
And by eventually, I mean soon.
Really soon.
"Fuck, Bella."
"That's part of my master plan," I tell him, shoving my tongue down his throat.
Edward's shirt is ripped from his body, literally.
Being horny turns all girls into the Incredible Hulk, right?
God damn, I wanna lick this man from head to his other head.
I totally plan to do just that.
I get to work, starting with his lips, trailing open-mouthed kisses down his perfect chest, and pushing his jeans down his legs before—
"Holy fuck."
I mean ...
I was so not prepared for this.
I mean ...
Holy fuck.