Rating: M

Disclaimer: Stephanie Meyers owns all things Twilight - I just like to get weird with her characters.

A/N…Much love and thanks to my beta LovinRob for all of her encouragement and hard work on this story! Without her OCD and her cock/pussy thesaurus, this fic would be a hot mess of past and present tense and the word erection used repeatedly…

Many thanks to AmandaC3 for creating the marvelous banner for this story and the Togaward bonus banner. I wouldn't believe it was possible – but she made Rob hotter by wrapping him in pink bed sheets…

Poor Bella... Terrible luck... How about a girls night and a booty call?

Chapter 13 – Insatiable

I have been teasing Edward mercilessly about having a study session on a Friday night but I bid him farewell after our coffee date, advising him to have a good time with his fellow nerds as they prepare for Mathlete domination.

Tanya, Rose, Alice and I decide to have a study session of our own as we discuss our partner's dicks at length. As always, Tanya leads the way down the rabbit hole of depravity talking about Tyler's cock like it is something you would order out of the J. Peterman Catalogue off of Seinfeld.

With a faraway expression and an unconscious inappropriate stroking of her Moscato wine bottle, Tanya muses, "It's like a super-sized chocolate dipped long john. A rock solid, vein covered, long john. Topped with a big fat mushroom head and two giant chocolate cake batter truffles below – it's a thing of beauty."

Swallowing down a gulp of her Malibu and Diet Coke, Rose inclines her head towards me with a raised brow and a devilish smirk, "Do you concur with Tanya's assessment of Ty's dong, Bella?"

Just as I am about to concur with it being super-size Alice, Sweet Alice, jumps in with her review of Jasper's penis.

"Jazzy's got a fat dick. Girth like a chili can and slightly crooked." Alice proudly reports using her teeny-tiny little hands to illustrate his measurements.

As she continues, I tune out trying my hardest to imagine what that dick would look like on Jasper. Jasper is about 6'3" and lanky as a fence post. He has big blue eyes and honey-blonde hair with a slight southern drawl. I imagine him with more of a cattle prod prick, I guess, you know, long, pointy and shocking.

Alice on the other hand is just two or three inches shy of a spot on Little People, Big World. She is a teeny-tiny little sprite, like a brunette Tinkerbelle. Needless to say, the mere logistics of them simply copulating is mind boggling to me, let alone taking anything inside of her with the girth of a chili can. Color me impressed.

Rose pipes in next, "Emmett is like a big, fat battering ram. You just have to wrap yourself around him and hold on tight."

Now this one, I believe. I heard Rose and Emmett boning one time when we went camping and they sounded like two bears going at it, you couldn't tell who was in charge, like they were battling for dominance. Unfortunately, it was the first and last time I got Mike to come out with Rose, Tanya and their significant others. Hearing my best friends getting banged in the tents next to us only seemed to strengthen Mike's resolve to continue his unspoken missionary only decree.

After a beat of silence, I look up to see three sets of eyes staring at me intently. "So, Bella – care to share with the class?" Tanya purrs, wagging her eyebrows.

"Are you serious?" I ask incredulously, "You had just as good a view as I did, T!"

Shaking her head, she explains, "No, no, no, Bells. By the time I saw it, it was already at half-mast. The load had been blown, so to speak."

Rose chimes in next. "I saw it in all its glory. And I saw the shot. It was like the Kennedy assassination, dolls. Bella was hit and then her head went back and to the left."

Peals of hysterical laughter follow Rose's commentary. Then Tanya and Rose decide to reenact the whole incident for Alice, including my stark naked eye holding writhing. It is absolutely mortifying. Luckily for me, my phone begins ringing. I can't help the smile that spreads on my face as his name flashes across my screen.

"Good evening, Edward!" I greet seductively.

"Well hello there!" He replies.

"All finished with your study session? Or are you guys getting your Dungeon and Dragons tournament underway now that the library is closed?" I joke.

He laughs. "Nope, we have to get ready for our LARP tournament tomorrow morning so we called it a night."

"Hmm… You know, Edward. It's almost midnight. This isn't a booty call is it?" I question as my inner whore is on her knees with her rosary beads praying that this is in fact a booty call.

"Nope, I know how you feel about your b-hymen. Definitely not a booty call." He teases.

Boo, hiss… My inner whore and I may or may not have simultaneously stomped our feet and pouted.

"However," His voice lowers, velvety and panty ruining, "I was hoping you would want to come over tonight. Emmett is going to pick up Rosalie in a little bit, he could give you a ride."

I close my eyes and hold back a moan. "I'll be right over."

I throw together a bag quickly, not wanting to get too carried away. Instead of sexy lingerie, I go with a spaghetti strap tank-top and boy shorts. That's appropriate sleeping attire, right? Let's not pretend that my clothes won't be on the floor within fifteen minutes of entering the premises.

I slip into the bathroom to give myself the proverbial whore's bath since I am fairly certain this isn't just a social call. I brush my teeth meticulously and lather myself with lotion. I then give myself a once over in the mirror, making sure that my appearance is shack-worthy.

I hop into the back of Emmett's car, but not before Em greets me with a, "What up, One Eye Willy?"

Unfortunately for me it is entirely too cold to walk to Edwards – oh, who am I kidding, I am entirely too horny to walk to Edwards place. I sit there and take Emmett and Rose's barbs like I took the jizz to the eye – simply powerless to stop it. After what I imagine is the longest 4 minute car ride of my life, I practically sprint down the stairs to Edward's room. I'm not sure if I should knock or just walk in and start stripping, but I opt on the side of decency and knock lightly.

"Come in." He calls as I slowly begin opening the door.

And there he is, reading on his bed, shirtless, in black cotton lounge pants and glasses. My inner whore straps on her riding helmet and takes out her crop in preparation to ride him like Secretariat.

The light from the desk illuminates the room and it is like seeing it for the first time. Meticulously neat, he has floor to ceiling shelves lined with CDs, DVDs and tons of books, including a healthy supply of medical texts. Hmm, paging Dr. Cullen…

Setting down my bag on the futon, I begin stripping off my heavy clothing giving him a naughty smile as I notice that he is reading the book I gave him the evening of his birthday party, She Comes First: The Thinking Mans Guide to Pleasuring a Woman.

"Interesting reading?"

Sitting up in his bed, he gives me a devilish grin of his own. "I'm just catching up on the reading assignment you gave me."

I nod my head, standing before him, clad only in my white tank and boy shorts. "Hmm, I see. So is this a sleepover or a study session?"

"Can't it be both?" He asks, eyeing me up and down. Patting the bed he gives me his signature crooked smile, "Do you want me to show you what I've learned?"

Yes, please. I climb into bed, giving him a small, chaste kiss before lying down next to him, with my back against his chest. "Alright, Cullen. Dazzle me."

I can feel him smile against my shoulder as he runs his nose back and forth over my collarbone, stopping every once in a while to inhale my hair. After several passes, he begins running his fingertips up and down the length of my torso, arms and shoulders.

"Dazzle you, hmm?" He asks, sucking my earlobe into his mouth and releasing it dramatically. "How about I tell you how you dazzle me, Bella?"

Far too focused on his feather-light ministrations, I simply shake my head trying to control my breathing and mentally will my ass not to grind up against his junk. His soft touches make my body instantly flush. I can feel the heat of my blush color my chest and cheeks.

I hear him quietly chuckle and hum as he pulls one of my straps of my tank-top down. "There it is." His voice is deep and gravelly as he runs his fingertips down my neck and across the top of my chest. "I fuckin' love it when you blush for me, Bella."

My inner whore squeals with glee in hopes that Edward's inner dirty boy is coming out to play. In an instant my heart rate quickens and my breathing accelerates. His hand wanders down gently palming my breasts, giving each equal attention for several minutes before he speaks again.

"You like that baby?" He asks, in a whisper as he lowers my tank and pulls one out running his thumb across the nipple, seeming pleased to watch it respond.

Moving in front of me he pushes me onto my back, and places his mouth over my nipple, tonguing, nipping and sucking it to his desired hardness. My breathing has become all but embarrassing at this point. It takes everything in me not to grab his head and press his face further into my chest. But this is his show, and I can't deny that I love it when he takes command. He grabs my hand as he continues to place long kisses against my breasts and guides it down to cup his erection. I can feel his body shudder a bit when he places my hand on his shaft and I stroke and squeeze it lightly through his thin cotton pants.

"Ugh, shit! Yeah - that feels so..." He grunts and trails off, as I take a bit of initiative and slip my hand in his pants for a better feel of him.

He is so hard and I am dying to open my eyes and ogle how thick his dick looks in my small hand as I stroke him, but I don't since I am entirely too selfish enjoying the feel of him all over my body. Composing himself, he runs his hand down my stomach, a mere inches from the promise land. He bunches my tank up and proceeds to lower his body down my torso. My inner whore pouts and stomps her foot a little as we are enjoying palming his straining erection, but all of that is forgotten as soon as he begins kissing around my belly button, pulling my boy shorts down as he goes, then tossing them to the ground.

Running his hands down my thighs, he grabs my knees, bending them and spreading my legs wide. I should be embarrassed being as exposed as I am, laid out before him. But excitement trumps the awkwardness I feel, because the look in his eyes is enough to set my entire body on fire.

"Beautiful." He mouths as his eyes meet mine.

At this, he deftly slides two fingers inside of me and I can hear the evidence of my excitement coating his fingers. Closing my eyes and enjoying the sensations of his manipulation, I all but jump out of my skin as I feel his cool breath mere inches from my most sensitive spot.

"Open your eyes, Bella." He commands just before he wraps his mouth around my swelling clitoris.

His eyes never leave mine as he roughly rolls his tongue all around it, intermittently sucking it between his teeth. He enjoys this, watching my reactions, hearing the sounds and silent screams that only his touch can elicit from my body. He has me panting, my breathing and sounds are bordering on amateur porn star status.

"Are you dazzled, yet?" He asks, removing his mouth from me and smiling like the cat that ate the canary.

Unable to form coherent words, I have to nod. I do believe that Edward has a very thorough grasp of how to dazzle me.

"Hmm. I'm not sure you are there yet." He muses aloud as he places wet kisses back up my torso. "Let me see what I can do about that."

He redirects his focus to my breasts again. His hands feel huge as he palms and kneads them while tonguing and sucking them intermittently. The twin whores stand proudly as he lavishes attention on them. My inner whore smirks and gives a double middle finger salute to his former favorite girls, AKA Heidi's tits.

"I fucking can't get enough of you." He growls as he moves up to whisper in my ear before he gently sucks and bites down on my earlobe, causing a shiver to travel through my entire body.

As he is paying homage to my ears and neck, I feel his straining erection against my thigh. Reaching down, I gingerly run my fingertips over the head of his cock. With a breathy moan, I decide that a little reciprocity is in order.

"Edward… Can I try something?" I can tell by the sexy smirk that he loves that I am playing along. Dirty boy.

"By all means." He replies, rolling both of us onto our sides facing each other. I slowly slide my hands into his pants, one over his erection and the other cupping his balls.

Taking full advantage of any opportunity to touch his junk, I go all Mr. Miyagi on him, working over and massaging his shaft and balls like I am trying to heal him. He closes his eyes and groans deeply before licking his lips and placing his mouth on mine hungrily. His kiss is consuming and commanding, hot and hard as I continue to roughly jack him off.

"OH, GOD!" He exclaims as he realizes that I've dipped into my own honey pot so to speak for some additional lubrication as I continue to work his cock over.

With a growl, Edward reintroduces two of his long, thick fingers to my vaginal walls and his fat thumb to my clit. His fingers are pumping in and out quickly, pressing upward and spreading as they enter me. Without taking his eyes off of where he is pleasuring me, he resumes his dirty musing.

"I can't wait to be inside of you, Bella. Having you wrapped all around me is going to -"

"Do it!" I gasp, "Edward, please. Please, I want you to." I all but beg him. His thumb presses down on my clit, circling, and pinching so hard, the pleasure is almost painful. I am almost there.

Edward's breathing is labored as he pants into my neck. "Not yet, baby doll." He grunts as his own orgasm looms. "I want you too, but not yet!"

"Aghh, Edward! FUCK!" I literally scream as he adds a third finger and fishes around until he finds my g-spot.

My orgasm washes over me from head to toe. I see white behind my eyelids and my mouth goes dry from the amount of my questionable panting and screaming. My thighs shake and my toes curl. And my poor clit, I remove my hand from his nuts to smack his thumb away from her. I feel his dick stiffen and I am not sure if it's from the impending orgasm, or my death grip on his shaft. Seconds later, he spurts three huge globs of spunk onto my stomach with a low moan and a series of colorful, sexy curses.

We lie there with our eyes closed, trying to catch our breath and get our bearings under control. I open my eyes to find him staring at me. I can't quite read the expression on his face, but if I were a betting woman, I'd wager that I am wearing the exact same one. This is more than a fling; this is more than sex. It may not be true love just yet, but whatever this is, it runs bone deep and is far more intense than it should be being only two weeks in.

Edward leans in kissing me reverently before placing his forehead against mine. "I'm never gonna get enough of you." He says closing his eyes and smiling against my lips.

"I think you've had your fill for this weekend." I reply with a lazy smile and a yawn.

"I don't think I have." He pouts.

I snort and roll my eyes. "Yeah. Okay, then wake me up when you are ready to go again, big guy!"

He quirks his brow at my challenge and he grins evilly. "Oh Miss Swan. You shouldn't have said that!"

Truth be told, I can't wait to be woken.

A/N… Okay... who's ready for penetration? Show of hands? Oh, all of you? Oh, alright... I'll see what I can do for the Sunday update...

I am glad so many of you enjoyed the last chapter. I haven't come across many jizz shots in the fandom, other than those in the BDSM genre. That being said, the response to the eye-yi-yi-eye shot was epic. I got wind of another fic who's Bella was a victim of friendly jizz fire to the eye socket as well. Make sure to go check out the story Loving E, by Dream of Rob10. I just finished it and it's funny and sweet and sexy as hell! Two enthusiastic thumbs up - thanks to Dream of Rob10 for putting it on my radar!

Thanks to everyone who has read, reviewed, followed, favorited and lurked this fic!