A/N: Surprise! :-) Let me know what you think! Things heating up enough?
BPOV
Edward's eyes widen slightly, but then he covers it up with a smirk as I sit back down on my stool and give myself some room to breathe.
"By all means then," he says after a moment and gestures to the tequila with his hand. "Have at it, please."
Such long fingers…
Focus.
I shake my head at myself, straighten my shoulders at his challenging tone and stand from my seat.
It's on.
I saunter towards him, not stopping until I'm right in front of him and looking directly into those hypnotizing green eyes of his.
I break his intense gaze quickly before getting lost, letting my eyes wander over his neck and down muscular arms.
There's a beautiful cluster of musical notes in simple black ink along his inner bicep that catches my attention.
My hand automatically reaches for the salt shaker, gripping it tightly.
I step closer towards Edward, allowing every inch of our bodies to press tightly up against each other.
Every hard ridge of his body pushing up against me.
I begin to feel this overwhelming…warmth wash over me, running hot through my veins.
It's surreal...consuming.
Goosebumps erupt along my skin.
God, it feels so fucking good.
I run my nose along his jaw and I can't help but exhale shakily onto his neck as his scent engulfs me.
My fingers reach the cluster of music notes on his left bicep, just under the sleeve of his shirt.
I trace the swirls and dips of black ink with the tips of my fingers before following the same path with my tongue.
I hum in pleasure and hold him tightly to me as his taste explodes in my mouth.
So so good...so fucking good...
His harsh breaths cause me to quiver as I pour the salt over the glistening wet path along his inked skin.
The black ink sparkles almost, highlighted beautifully by the lights above us.
I look up to find him staring at me with hooded eyes and reach up to gently place the lemon wedge into his mouth.
I wink at him quickly and lean down, savoring on his taste once more as I suck and run my teeth over the raised skin of his tattoo.
His hands are on my hips in an instant.
I can't help but close my eyes in pleasure; the taste of his skin is phenomenal.
I can only imagine what other parts of him might taste like.
A moan escapes my lips before I can stop it, just the thought alone makes me clench my thighs together.
I quickly down the tequila shot and grimace slightly as I force myself to swallow it down.
But before I can even open my eyes and make a move for the lemon, Edward's lips are on mine.
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