chapter 6: Kitchen Desire

BPOV

After that awesome bath, which included a little rub down (smiling), we, well my stomach decided that it was time to eat. When we got out it was 1 o'clock in the afternoon so we didn't know whether to have lunch or breakfast. So we just settled for some cereal, 'cause really, he doesn't have anything in his refrigerator but milk, juice, and some leftover pizza.

"You need to go to the store," I say while washing the dishes.

"Why?"

"Because you'll starve."

"No I won't. I'll just ask my mom to make something for me if I don't feel like ordering pizza."

"Crazy boy," I murmur.

"Crazy about you."

He comes up behind me and slides his right hand over my stomach, his hand slowly goes lower and lower until it reaches the bottom of his tee-shirt.

"You look sexy wearing my clothes," he breathes into my ear. I moan out his name and lay my head on his shoulder. I try to say, as sexy as possible, "I like wearing them."

He lifts the shirt up and gathers it around my waist. He slips his hand down to where I want his dick to be. He slips a finger in me and starts pumping it really fast.

"God you're so wet for me. You want my cock in you, don't you?" I nod a yes and bite my bottom lip in anticipation. I push my hips towards his hand to gain more friction. He pushes my hips back to where they were with his left hand. I stop my foot in frustration. He slips a second finger in me. His fingers start to slow down.

"Edward stop teasing me!" I screech, all hot and bothered. He pinches my clit. I moan because I only need a bit more.

He sets me up on his kitchen counter. He pushes the tee up around my waist, drops his sweats and plunges his long, thick shaft in me.

"Oh!" he pounds my pussy. I had two orgasms during that. I have to go to work today because my asshole boss is a dick. He tries to flirt with me and makes me stay after hours, just so he can stare at me. Fuckin' stalker. Although, I do get bonuses on my paycheck because I stay at work late.

"I have to go to work today," I tell Edward.

"Can't you tell your boss that you're sick?"

"I could, but I won't."

"You're just trying to torture me."

"You tortured me." He opened his mouth to say something then quickly closed it because he knows I'm right.

"Can you drive me to my place."

"Sure."

We arrived at my little condo so I could change for work. I came out in black skinny jeans, the mandatory work shirt with our logo, and some open toed black pumps (I have some black flats in my purse because I am not walking around all day in heels). Red lipstick and some eye-liner, hoop earrings, and my hair in a bun with two chop sticks in it.

Edward just stares at me with wide eyes. His eyes turn from their natural green color to a charcoal black. I shiver with desire coursing through me.

"Ready to go?"

He nods like an idiot. I walk past him adding a little sway to my hips just to tease him. As I open the car door, he slaps my butt, I yelp and turn around, then he gives me a scorching kiss that leave me horny.

"Let's go." He's gonna pay for that. Game on.

a/n: Thnx everybody who reviewed, faved, and followed my story the past week. If I get maybe up to 10 reviews I might post another chapter. But if that doesn't happen I'll still post because I couldn't withhold a story as great as this from you.