Here's a little something from the TLS flash of the week. The picture was pretty lemony and it was hands grasped near a headboard. Oh and it was moving, so you can imagine what was going on there!
Thank you again to kitchmill! Without you my words would be hiding on my computer and not as pretty as they are now!
Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight. I own my words.
There was nothing like waking up to the feel of rough stubble caressing the inside of your thighs, unless it was happening at your boyfriend's parents' house.
"Edward," I tried to whisper. His green eyes sparkled with mischief as he lazily drew a long lick down my center. I held back a groan, and his smile grew wide in satisfaction.
"I need you." His voice came out low as he crawled up the twin sized bed to rest above me. "I need you so bad, Bella."
His erection circling my entrance just reiterated his point.
"We can't. Your parents will think I'm a slut." My eyes went wide as his jaw locked into place.
He wasn't happy.
"Don't ever say that," he growled as he laced his fingers through mine and pulled my hands above my head. "You're not a slut, Bella. You're mine and you're amazing."
My stomach danced at the sound of his voice and the way his lips caressed my neck.
"Now let me show you just how mine you are." His lust filled voice made me shiver as he whispered against my ear.
"Oh yeah?" I asked, egging him on.
I needed to relax and enjoy the moment. Besides, we were in the basement. They wouldn't hear us.
"Yeah." Edward made his point clear as he slammed right into me. My hands tightened around his as my back arched and I let out a long moan of satisfaction.
"Maybe I should have rethought this." He panted with every thrust as his eyes stayed glued to my bouncing chest.
"Why?" My voice came out in a gasp as his cock keep up it's relentless pace.
"Because there's no way you're going to keep quiet." He smirked.
He was right.