[Disclaimer] Stephenie Meyer owns everything Twilight. I just like to mess around with her characters and turn them into lesbians.

[A/N] Today's update is dedicated to my reader hikinggurl48

14

Her hands moved fast. They unbuttoned my dress and the rest of my clothing. When it came to rolling down my stockings her movements slowed. She caressed the skin on my thighs. It felt good to be touched there. The fluttery pulsing between my legs increased. I sucked in my breath when I felt her lips kissing the back of my knees. Isabella hummed. She flicked her tongue over the skin she had just kissed and then started a row of chilly, open-mouthed kisses down my calf.

"You smell good enough to eat." She whispered, letting her lips glide up on my leg again. Now, it was getting difficult to remain standing upright.

"Can you eat me on the bed?"

Her response was a chuckle that rung in my ears. She turned her back to me and asked me to help her with opening her dress. My fingers felt clammy. It took me longer than normal to open the buttons. Beneath her black dress, she was also wearing black. The material she was wearing was so thin you could see the white skin shimmering through it.

"Thank you," Isabella turned her head and caressed my cheekbone. "Have you ever helped another woman to undress before?"

My flushing cheeks gave away the answer before the words left my mouth. "There has never been anyone but you." And there never will be, I add in my thoughts. My heart swelled with love and adoration. I was in love with her. What I felt for Isabella couldn't be anything else but love in its truest form.

She smiled at me, running her hands from my shoulders down to my wrist. I shivered with pleasure when her tongue swiped circles right above where my pulse was now racing.

"You are very tempting. It's a struggle to resist you." With that she put one arm under my knees and the other around my shoulder. I know that I wasn't heavy, but it was still puzzling me with what great ease she was able to carry me. In her arms, I felt like I was about to fly any moment. She kissed my lips and my neck, sucking the skin there between her lips. I leaned my head against her chest and closed my eyes.

Isabella laid me down on the bed, draping a nest of fluffy pillows against the headboard and beneath me. It was like I was lying on a thick cotton cloud in the sky; only that it was night. The room was light as day though. There was a crystal chandelier hanging from the ceiling. I loved to see. I wanted to see all of Isabella. The wanton thought made me even damper between my legs than I already was. She was making fire sizzle through my veins. I was tingling all over. It was a strange sensation, but most pleasurable.

I whimpered when her cold mouth closed around my left nipple to suck it eagerly. God, this felt good. The harder she sucked the needier I was starting to get down below. I pressed my thighs together. It wasn't enough to lower the incredible tension I felt. The pulsing was a hard throbbing by now. I chewed my lip to hold back my moaning.

She groaned, finally letting go of the nipple. It was red and swollen. I shivered when her cold breath washed over it for a moment. I was unable to stop the panting when her lips moved lower on my abdomen. Her lips felt so good against my skin. Wherever she touched me sparks of pleasure seemed to be enlightened. I had never felt so alive in all my existence.

Her lips reached my mound. I could feel her tongue nestling its way between the most intimate parts of me. Her lips kissed me there in the same way she was kissing my mouth. She started with light pecks. I could hear her inhale deeply. Her nose touched the inside of my thigh and kissed up to my hipbone before taking the same trail back again. She moaned against my moist flesh. The tip of her tongue swirled through my folds and then, she made it flicker against the part of me that throbbed most. Isabella groaned and sucked. She licked and slurped, and the sensation it caused me were beyond divine. I heard a rubbing sound and when I blinked I could see that she was lying half on her side with her right hand pressed between her legs.

She was touching herself while her mouth was giving me the greatest pleasure I had experienced in my life. It felt so amazing being kissed down there. I could only hope she would want to do it again. How was it possible that such pleasures existed?

I quivered. The muscles in my abdomen tensed up so much it made my thighs and buttocks cramp. Isabella's hand slapped against her flesh now in fast circles. Again, she groaned against my sex. Her tongue flashed over the skin. She circled it around my entrance, never pushing in deeper than just an inch. The sensation was delightful. My breaths were irregular now. I couldn't concentrate on breathing. I couldn't concentrate on anything but the pulsing sensation that rushed through my body.

I pushed my hips up. I needed her closer. I needed her mouth as close against me if anyway possible. Her movements got faster. It was like her heavenly tongue was everywhere between my legs at once.

My eyes fell open and in the mirror above the bed, I could see Isabella's head between my legs. I could see her fingers thrusting in and out of her own sex.

It was too much. My body couldn't take anymore. Her tongue swiped against the sensitive spot at the top of my sex, and I was done. Release pulsed through me. I could hear myself call out her name. Deep inside my muscles clenched.

"You are mine, now." Isabella moaned. "You are forever and inescapably mine now."