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Previously…

He strode over to me, on the other side of the counter. Pulling out a strawberry, he gave it a coat of chocolate, and the refrigerated chocolate was almost stringy. He brought the strawberry to my lips and wiped the chocolate on my lips, swirling it around. He leaned in and licked my lips, my tongue darting out to dance with his.

"Hmm…" I laughed. "Since when to vampires like chocolate?"

He chuckled. "I only like it when it's on you, baby."

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My eyebrow raised of it's own accord as I took in his velvet voice, laced with desire. I took a bite of the large strawberry in his fingers, the juice dribbling down my lip. He leaned in to clean up my mouth and the food was forgotten at once as my hands tangled in his hair and his fingers gripped at my hips. He quickly picked me up and I wrapped my legs around his waist, grinding into his erection. "Ah."

He let out a strangled moan and slammed me into the nearest wall, devouring my mouth. I bit down gently on his lip and pulled at it hard.

He spun us around and lay me on the kitchen counter, tossing the strawberry bowl into the sink. He slowly untied my robe, all the while looking into my eyes, which I'm sure were hooded with pure lust.

"You know," Edward whispered in my ear, his cool breath getting me hot and bothered, ironically, "I never liked chocolate too much as a human. As vampire, it repulsed me even more, of course. But the chocolate color of your eyes just makes it so much more appetizing to me, now…" He picked up the bottle and unscrewed the cap, tossing in right into the garbage can. His fingers dove into the bottle, scooping out some of the syrupy liquid. He brought his fingers to his lips and stuck his tongue out. God… you'd think his tongue would be longer…

He slid his fingers down his tongue, coating it in chocolate. He leaned down to kiss me, slipping his tongue into my all too eager mouth. Edward and chocolate, the two sweetest of tastes…

He massaged his tongue with my own, his chocolate covered fingers traced my collar bone, my shoulders, and he slid them down my stomach and over my pubic bone. He stuck his fingers into my mouth, letting me work off the chocolate. His icy tongue glided over my collar bone and shoulders, his mouth making audible sucking sounds.

"Mmm, Bella, you taste so good. Even better, not covered in chocolate. Your come is the sweetest taste, even more desirable than your blood… it's the rarest of wines, the purest of water." He licked down my stomach, looking deep into my eyes as he lapped at my pubic bone. He was so close to where I was aching. So close, but so far away…

He bit his lip as his fingers prodded my slick slit. "You're so wet for me, love." I nodded, arching my back, wanting to feel more. He climbed down the counter, winking as he did so. I smiled, urging him on silently. He licked at my slit, moaning into my pussy. The vibrations from his moan went straight to my clit, and I mewed into the air. My hands tangled in his hair as he plunged his tongue into my cunt. He kept moaning into it, pleasuring me further. I rocked my hips into his face as he picked up the pace.

His tongue alternated between circling my clit and plunging into my pussy. When it was inside of me, he twirled it around, at a kind of wave like pattern. How did he do that…? I was way past any coherent words, so I kept urging him on with sweet nothings.

As I felt that familiar knot in my stomach grow, Edward reached up and kneaded my public bone with his cold finger tips. That made me come undone. I screamed his name, grinding my pussy into his face as he lapped up my juices. He nipped at my clit lightly as the after shocks of my orgasm made me tremble.

He came up, looking at me, licking his lips, his face glistening with my juices. He smiled as he took in my sweaty and heaving chest.

I smiled at him lovingly. "I think I need a cold shower," I mumbled, looking away and flushing.

He leaned in to whisper in my ear, bringing on a whole new wave of arousal.

"I think I'll join you, love. Though I can't promise we'll get very clean," His husky voice dropped at the end of his sentence.