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Edward Cullen/this is not going to last long
"You're going to need to relax for this to work."
"I am."
I chuckle and flick the button of her jeans open.
"Baby, you are not relaxed."
She groans when I slip my hand in her pants, finding her hot, and luckily she's soaking.
That's good.
"Okay, I'm trying."
"Try harder."
I rub her clit until she's shuddering above me and tell her to take off her clothes.
I've never seen someone move as fast as Bella does getting naked.
For someone so scared five minutes ago, she seems sure of herself now.
I help her climb on top of me.
"Take it slow," I warn her, placing the head of my cock at her entrance. "Slow."
Bella nods and takes her time adjusting to me inch by torturous inch until our hips are flush.
"Oh, God," she moans.
"Good or bad?" I wrap my arm around her while she starts slowly rocking against me.
"Good. So good."
I capture her lips with mine.
"I'm so full. You're so perfect."
"You're perfect. You were made for me."