Okay, just warning you now it gets pretty hot n' heavy. A treat for all my wonderful readers. You really don't understand how much you guys inspire me!

Me: I think I'm gonna cry

Stephenie: Oh, don't cry, you'll make a typo

Me: But I'm so thankful of my readers

Stephenie: How about I give you Twilight?

Me: Really?

Stephenie: No, but you can play with Edward for the day

Me: Could I have Rob Pattinson instead, that way I can play with Edward, Cedric, Art (my favorite character he played on How To Be), Daniel (Bad Mother's Handbook), Salvador (Little Ashes), Tyler (Remember Me), Phineas (Unbound Captives) and Toby (The Haunted Airman)?

Stephenie: Ummm... Sure?

Me: Yay! Lol

On with the Chapter…

EDWARD

She sat on the kitchen table eating a bowl of ice cream in one of the button ups I left over and her "innocent" whit cotton fruit of the looms. I let out a long breath. Her brown curls were up in a lazy, messy bun, a few strands escaping down her slender neck and face.

Each spoonful she would slowly push into her mouth and out, over and over.

And each of her dainty toes painted fire engine red, along with her fingernails.

And just to torture me she only had one button buttoned, leaving her flat creamy stomach bare.

"Edward, are you okay?" she asked around a mouthful of dessert. A look of complete innocence on her face.

I nodded dumbly, the blood all rushing to my groin.

She continued eating, humming every now and then. My own bowl completely melted down.

"Oops." Dear sweet Jesus! She had spilt it down her chest to her belly button.

I swallowed painfully as she set her bowl down and unbuttoned the one button, exposing just enough to show me the curvature of her breasts.

Slowly she scooped the white cream up on her finger and stuck it in her mouth.

If she doesn't stop I will crumple on the floor and die!

She groaned. Fucking groaned, as she did it again.

Edward Masen, age 25. Cause of death: Lack of blood to the head, and exploded groin…

Bella looked up at me then, still having ice cream on her stomach.

"You seem distracted, are you okay?"

"Um," I cleared my throat, "y-yeah-ah…"

Then the little she-devil crawled over to where I was seated, pushed aside my bowl and rested her feet on my thighs.

"Are you sure? You look tense."

I eyed the ice cream on her belly before meeting her eyes.

"Work was a little rough…"

"Oh, you poor baby." She cooed.

Her feet moved in closer and I took in a sharp breath.

She scooted to the edge of the table and put her hands in my hair.

My eyes rolled back into my head when her fingers started to massage my scalp. She's trying to kill me, it's on purpose.

I braced myself by putting my hands on either side of her hips and bit back a groan.

I opened my eyes to see I was less than an inch from that holey dribble of ice cream. Without thinking I licked the sweet drop and she gasped. I did it again, another gasp.

Soon I was covering her whole abdomen in wet kisses. Slowly making my way up to the valley of her breast. Bella arched, fisting her hands in my hair.

I stood to cover every centimeter of her neck, then the hollow of her ear. She moved to capture my lips with hers. My hands grabbed her waist, pulling her into me roughly.

She groaned, feeling my arousal pressing into her.

My hips began rolling against hers, my lower half seeking friction.

Soon the table was squealing against the linoleum as our banking grew rougher.

It wasn't enough. I growled, pulling away to drag that damn shirt off her. I froze, seeing her bare chest for the first time. My shower fantasies dulled to the real Bella. After she laid back I ended my trance and hooked her cotton panties with my fingers.

She lifted her hips for me to pull them down.

They fell to the floor and I saw her vulnerable beneath me, completely bare and beautiful.

I began to blindly shed my shirt, pulling it over my head.

Her eyes roamed my chest, then made their way to the button of my jeans. My hand dug into my back pocket to retrieve my wallet. I pulled out my emergency condom… Studded for his and her pleasure. I unfastened them, letting them fall. I stepped out of them. Only left in my boxer briefs, she waited for me to discard them as well. I did. Bella looked me over, never speaking a word.

Without looking away from her face I rolled the latex on, shuddering at the contact.

When I moved to the wedge between her legs she pulled her knees in to trap me there.

She raised her hips impatiently.

Slowly I pushed in, both of us groaning. Once our pelvic bones touched I retracted, then in again. Bella was a whimpering mess on the table. The slow pace was torturing me so I accelerated my soft thrusts, letting grunts escape my mouth.

Bella moaned as she gripped the sides of the table to keep from sliding back.

I began to get frantic, my thrusts becoming uneven and careless. My eyes clutched shut and my body began shuddering. She was almost sobbing, squirming to get her release.

I picked her up off the table and fell into the chair. My hands moved to her waist as I lifted and lowered her on me. Her arms wrapped around my neck and she was panting in short, hard breathes in my ear. Her body shook with violent tremors and suddenly went rigid. I pumped faster, prolonging her orgasm, and to reach my own.

I could feel the burning in my stomach, then the gates to heaven opened, white light sparked behind my eyes and my body shook with my release.

We were both left gasping in the silence of her apartment. Bella was slumped against me, like dead wait. My own limbs felt like they were full of lead and my head spinning.

I sat still until I felt both our erratic heartbeats calmed. She pulled her face back and was smiling, face completely flushed and hair sticking to her forehead and cheeks.

I huffed a laugh and kissed her tenderly.

"When I can feel my legs again, were moving to the shower."

"Yes ma'am."

She laughed breathlessly and rested her head on my shoulder again, pressing light kisses to the skin there.

After about a good thirty minutes she lead me by the hand into the bathroom. She turned on the shower and pulled me in. Our kissing turned feverish and I spun her around, wrapping my arms around her chest and waist. I pressed my lips to her ear.

BELLA

"When you kissed me for the first time I went to my own shower and imagined making love to you, Bella. I had to get myself off every night so I didn't attack you."

I started trembling in his hold.

"I imagined was it was like to touch you…"

His hand that was gripping my waist traveled down between my thighs.

"Right here."

His fingers slipped inside me and he began pumping them in and out. The familiar heat spreading and that coil just bellow my stomach began to tighten. I gasped when his other hand moved to need my right breast.

He continued his ministrations and whispering his dirty thoughts.

"I want to take you on every surface of this apartment."

Well what a coincidence.

He became rougher, curling his fingers, hitting my sweet spot.

"Then were having a repeat performance at my place."

I like how you think.

Then I came undone at his mercy.

I turned around, smirking.

"Your turn."

Before he said anything else I pushed him up against the tile, nipping at his neck.

Now I'll tell you now, his body was nothing I thought it would be, it was better. The small build was enough to drool over, his skin all fluidly the same color. The dark trail of hair in a straight line down his chest. The defined V that led to his perfect anatomy a man could ever wish for.

Slowly I trailed my lips over his left peck down to his right hip bone. He flinched when I bit down on his skin and fisted his hands in my hair.

When I consumed him in my mouth he shuddered.

"Oh, shit…"

I smiled, gently raking my teeth over the sensitive flesh.

"Oh, g-goh-god."

I increased my pace, gripping his hips as hard as I could.

"Bella, I'm, I'm gon-na… Shit."

He twitched, became still, then I felt it slide slowly down my throat.

I looked to see him hunched over, quivering.

"I'll wash your hair," I giggled, grabbing the shampoo and lathering it up in his hair.

He groaned tiredly as I finished and started to run a soapy washcloth over his body. I shooed him out so I could wash myself.

When I got out I found him in nothing but briefs, sprawled out on the bed, face down.

Quietly I slipped in beside him. He turned to his side, pulling me into his arms and letting out a sigh.

Okay… The truth. Was it too much? LOL Told you it was hot.

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Luna