Lemons ahead! You have been warned. ;)
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"Fuck, Bella. You're killing me." Edward says, groaning against my lips.
How about we stop fucking around and just get to the fucking part?
We were at his house, my blazer on the floor, his shirt and jacket thrown on his couch, and my back pressed against the wall as his hips were grinding against me.
We couldn't keep our hands to ourselves, just grabbing at each other and touching and feeling every inch of skin we could reach.
"Oh god." My head fell back as he started to move, his lips traveling down planting butterfly kisses from my jaw, my neck, my collarbone. He stopped for a moment, smiling against my skin. His voice, all husky and soft and him, murmured, "I can't believe you're here with me."
"I'm not going anywhere, Edward." I said, teasing him. But our makeout session made my voice sound like I was pleading instead of joking. Edward started to move again, hitching my leg, wrapping it around him and Oh.
Yes.
There.
More please.
He pulls back, his mouth an inch against mine. A whimper escaped my mouth, and I was anticipating his next move. He made me feel like I was on fire and drowning and yet I couldn't get enough.
Finally, finally, his lips pressed against mine. He was smiling, and the next words that came out of his mouth just made me even eager for more.
"Don't worry. Now that I've got you, I'm not planning on letting you go."
We continue our motions, sensual and smooth, building a rhythm only for the two of us. He hitched my other leg up, both legs now wrapped around his waist as his lips start to travel and leave kisses from my neck to my chest. He started to walk down the hallway. My eyes rolled to the back of my head as his cock pressed into my core, and I swear I was going to combust if I didn't have my wicked way with him soon.
He reached the end of the hallway, one hand pressed against the small of my back, the other fumbling with the doorknob, trying to get us into his bedroom.
I couldn't help but laugh. "Excited, aren't we?" My laughs turn into moans as a low growl comes from his throat, passionately kissing and sucking at the spot where my neck and shoulder met and Why was I laughing again?
I hear the click of the door open, Edward throws me down on the bed. His shirt was already discarded on the living room floor, so he decided to do the same to me. He was in such a hurry that I heard a loud rip and a few buttons clattering on the floor.
"Edward! This top is a hundred dollars!" I shout. He growls playfully, nipping at the exposed skin. His chuckle sends vibrations down my skin and Oh God, help me. If he does that again, I'll let him rip all my clothes.
"I'll buy you a new one, love." He cups my breasts, his touches making me squirm underneath him. He maneuvers his hand, quickly unhooking my bra and leaving me in only my jeans.
"You're magnificent." He hands travel down my body, tracing the curves of my breasts to my hips, settling on the hem of my jeans. "Off with this, then."
I lift my hips up to get rid of the ridiculously tight article clothing on my legs. His lips go back to mine, soft moans filling the air of the room. His fingers finally trace the edge of my underwear, shifting it slightly so that his fingers traced my folds.
Whispering in my mouth, he says, "I see I'm not the only one who's excited." I could hear him grunt as a finger slowly slid into me. My hips jerked at his touch, my head falling deeper on the bed and-
Yes.
Just.
Like.
That.
"Edward, I need you." I moaned. The pleasure was too much and I didn't know if my body could take it. I reached for him, moving my hand on his abdomen, feeling the contrast of soft and hard as I try to help him out of his jeans. He kneels back, quickly unbuckling his belt. A few awkward movements and all our clothes were off.
In the darkness, all we could see was each other. His eyes search mine, asking for permission. I fisted his hair in my hands, trying to get him as close as possible. He took my bottom lip in his mouth, softly nibbling and I can't take this anymore.
"Do you have a condom?" I whisper in his ear. He nods, his hand searching blindly in his drawer. I look to my side, and there it was. An unopened box of condoms. There's probably enough for next week!
My internal thoughts are probably hornier than I am.
"Hoping to get lucky?" I lean back against the bed, still breathing heavily from his kisses.
"A guy can dream." He says with a smirk. He kneels back, placing the piece of latex on his length.
Definitely not disappointed.
He goes back to his position, kneeling over me and kisses me. This time he's more gentle, slow. The passion, the hunger, the fire is still there, leaving me burning underneath him.
"Is this okay, Bella?" He asks again. The tip of his cock slowly sliding against my entrance. I tilt my hips, trying to increase friction, but Edward's hands hold me in place.
"Yes. God, yes." With one last kiss, he slides in me. I moan out loud. I hold him in place, getting used to the feeling of him inside me.
Relief.
Ache.
Desire.
More.
A few heartbeats later, he pulls out. I could see his eyes closed, his lips slightly parted, his jaw clenched and his muscles tense. He was holding back, and I swear he was probably too good to be true. Again, he pushes inside me, making me groan and writhe underneath him.
"Like that. Just like that, baby." My eyes close, the pleasure overwhelming me. Slow and sensual, our bodies rocking against each other, it was pure pleasure and heaven and please don't stop. Legs around his waist, chest against his, bodies intertwined and yet the thirst was still there, waiting to be quenched.
"Bella, look at me." His hand caresses my face. I open my eyes to meet his. Even for a first date, it was surprisingly intimate. His eyes held a thousand stories I wanted to hear, wanted to know, wanted to be part of.
I tilt my hips, making his thrusts go even deeper. His head dropped to my shoulder, panting heavily. "Fuck, this feels so good."
"Don't stop, Edward." He picks up the pace, and I try to grab onto his shoulders, his back, trying hard not to fall as he bucks his hips wildly. I grab for his ass, holding him closer to me.
"Please, Bella. I can't- It's too much." He moans as he starts to thrust erratically. Then I feel it.
Close.
Close.
Close.
My walls start to clench around him, his hand starting to rub tight circles around my clit.
"Ungh...Oh god...So close..." I whimper. He moves his mouth to my ear, his hot breath on me.
"Let go, love. Come for me."
And suddenly, I'm there. My body quivers, my mouth open in a silent scream as I feel my body riding out the waves of pleasure overcoming me. A few thrusts later, I feel Edward pulse in me, collapsing on top of me. We both catch our breaths, panting heavily at our activities.
A few moments later, he plants a soft kiss on my forehead, moving off of me as he disposes of the condom.
"Hey, come back." I say, grabbing onto his arm to pull him back to bed with me. He lies down beside me, pulling me against his chest. He hugs me, whispering in my ear. "Don't worry. I'm not going anywhere."
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I blink my eyes, letting the sunlight wash over me. My head was slightly throbbing and my body was aching. I try to move, but realize that a familiar weight was pressing down on my stomach.
Slowly, it all comes back to me.
Teasing and tasting and tenderness and too much and not enough.
I turn my head, looking at Edward sleeping soundly beside me. The weight of his arm pins me down, holding me tightly against him. I gently trace my fingers on his jaw, feeling the slight roughness of the stubble. He fidgets slightly, murmuring something about vampires and sparkling. Whatever that meant.
He pulled me closer, still unconscious. Unfortunately, as our legs were still entangled, I felt something press against my back.
Ah. Big boy's ready to play.
I start to shift my hips, hearing him moan in his sleep. A few seconds later, a soft "fuck" comes from his lips. Yes, time to wake up, sleepyhead.
"Bella, what are you doing?" He says, grunting.
"What? It was your buddy that woke me up first." I said with a laugh. He tilted his head to kiss me, morning breath be damned.
"You're ridiculous." He rests his head on my shoulder, chuckling softly. I patted his leg, trying to move it off of me. "Come on, Edward. Gotta go to the bathroom first."
"No. I like having you in my bed."
Don't worry. I like it too.
No, Bella! You have a meeting today!
"Fuck!" I shout, trying to search for my phone. It's in the living room, stupid! "What time is it?"
Edward furrows his eyebrows, looking at the screen of his phone. "It's 8:30 AM. Why?" He asks, sitting up on the bed and letting me get off the bed.
"Shit! I've got to meet someone today in less than an hour. I can't go home now. Fuck!" I ramble on, panicking at the fact that I'm probably going to be late.
"Hey, don't worry. I'll lend you some clothes. I'll even drive you there." He says, getting up to rummage in his drawers and fuck me, his ass looks terrific.
"Bella?" His voice snaps me out of my thoughts.
"Huh?"
"I know you want another round, but you'd better get your ass in the shower so you won't be late." He says, offering me a shirt. It was a white tee, with Irie printed in bold, chunk letters. I stood up, kissing him on the cheek. Before I pulled away, I whispered, "Well, why don't we save water and shower together?" With a smirk, I walked towards the bathroom.
I heard Edward groan behind me. "Fuck me. You'll be the death of me, Bells." He grabbed two towels, eventually joining me in the shower.
What a way to start the day.
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Sorry for the late update!
Thoughts are very much appreciated! :)