AN: Too sleepy to talk, and tomorrow...gotta hit it again!
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That's What Little Girls Are Made Of…
Chapter One-Eighteen
EPOV
With thoughts of my girl floating around my head the possessive beast in me roared. My dick twitched and hardened under the fabric of my thin suit pants, and suddenly, I was no longer interested in what I was doing. I'd texted Bella about twenty minutes ago to tell her I would be late, and I could just imagine the little pout that was on her face when she read it.
My girl didn't like it when I missed dinner. And secretly, I loved it when she pouted, especially when she would add being a brat into the mix. My cock would swell and become heavy with lust anytime I had to paddle her little ass red. At that thought, the beast in me took over and I was going to have to take matters into my own hand.
Grades be damned, my hand moved, of its own accord, to my crotch and squeezed. "Aaa…" I hissed, relishing in the tiny bit of friction.
Always greedy for more, I stroked the length of my straining, painful erection through my pants, but it did nothing but tease me and make me harder. Searing heat flooded my entire body as visions of my Little Girl across my knee while I paddle her ass with my hand, danced behind my lazily closed eyelids.
The sound of my zipper sliding down was amplified in the quiet of my empty office. Reaching in my boxers, I hissed as my cool palm grazed the scorching tip of my swollen cock. With everything I would need for a quick clean up at my fingertips, I set out to relieve myself of some pent up frustrations.
Up and down, I stroked the silky length of my cock until my balls felt like they would burst if I didn't cum soon. "Fuck...ungh…Bella..." I moaned deeply. Stroking my cock with one hand, I cupped my balls and squeezed with the other. "Fuck yes, Little Girl, you love the way Sir fucks that tight little pussy of yours," I grunted with my eyes closed, seeing my fantasy Bella naked and writhing beneath me.
"Ooo...yes Sir," fantasy Bella whined in a babyish tone. "I love the way your big cock stretches me when you pound in and out of my tight little cunt, Sir." My mind was better at conjuring up fantasies than I thought; it actually felt like Bella was here.
The usual buzz of electricity, when Bella was nearby, that made the fine hairs on the back my neck and arms stand on end was zipping and popping throughout the room, making my balls even tighter. "Edward!"
Dear God, not only could I hear her, now...I could smell her too!
Holy fucking shit, I was about to bust a nut!
AN: Close your mouths... there´s always tomorrow!
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