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BPOV

I can both feel and hear him growl as his lips crash into mine, the vibrations running through his chest underneath my hands.

His hold on my hips tighten, pulling me to him even harder while pushing against me.

Bruises are sure to be ton my hips in the morning, which only makes me moan in delight at the thought.

To have him mark me in more ways than one…

Another shiver runs over my body as my pussy begins to tingle with anticipation.

I need him.

His tongue meets mine and slides against it with ease.

Licking, tasting, biting every inch of my mouth that he can possibly reach.

The metal ring in his lip feels perfect against my mouth, the metallic taste teasing me with every other touch.

I whimper and run my hands over his chest, feeling two more bumps of metal along both of his nipples.

How did I not notice these?

I pull back for a moment, staring at the area and begin to reverently run my fingertips in circles around the barbells there.

I'm almost mesmerized by them, imagining them in my mouth and on my tongue.

He hisses and grabs my neck, pulling me to him and shoving his tongue back into my mouth.

My hands reach up to find his hair, pulling on the strands and rubbing against him like a dog in heat.

I should almost feel embarrassed, if he weren't doing the same exact thing to me.

Pulling and pushing against each other in a delicious battle.

My new piercing catches against his chest as I rub against him, causing a delicious burn to swell inside me.

I tremble.

It hurts so fucking good.

Edward breaks the kiss and turns me suddenly, my back now against the counter as he towers over me.

He leans down and pushes his body against me fully, lining up every inch of his delicious body with mine.

We both moan in unison.

I can feel his hard cock on my lower stomach, just above where I need him most.

So big, ungh...

I can't help but roll my hips in his direction, seeking relief that I'm sure he will give to me.

His panting breaths wash over my face, causing me to shiver uncontrollably and grab onto his shoulders for support.

Reaching up with his hands, he cups my face and leans his forehead against mine.

"You want any more tequila?" he asks, panting.

I shake my head quickly, biting down on my bottom lip and trying to control this overwhelming need to just ride the man all fucking night.

I hear him mumble a quick 'thank fuck', before his lips are back on mine and he's pushing me through the kitchen and down the hallway.

*fans self*

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