A/N: Hey guys, sorry for the terribly long wait. It's my first attempt at smut, so I tried my best. (DanecookIDIDMYBEST...IDIDMYBEST) ANYWAY! I hope it's alright and not too BD cheesy for you guys. No demon spawns, no Edward ripping apart Bella's uterus and reconstucting it with bacon and duct tape...no. S'all good in the neighborhood.
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Oh and I highly reccommend listening to Kashmir by Led Zep. when the time comes. I'm too lazy to link it, but its on youtube. Happy reading!
Edward
I slid my hands up her creamy white thighs, relishing the fact that they were even smoother than I had imagined.
"Me? Ruin a mood? Blasphemy," I crooned around the shell of her perfect ear. I flicked my tongue against the perfect tiny lobe. Bella croaked lightly and immediately melted into my crouching form. I smiled a genuine, crooked smile.
No smirking Edward here.
Perfect perfection. That was Bella. That was her body. Everything was perfect. God honestly took his time with her, because I mean, shit. Breasts were not supposed to be that perky. So perky. So perfect. So perfectly perky for me. For Edward.
Mine.
Not wanting to kill the mood by just attacking her core despite how badly my fingers itched to plunge deep into her tight wetness, I opted to slide my hands up her tiny waist to where her shoulders peeked out from her dress.
"You look amazing in that dress…I've been meaning to tell you that, but you just had to walk in looking stunning. I had no idea clumsiness could be so sexy." I brushed my nose against the supple flesh of Bella's neck. I couldn't stop my tongue from jumping out of my mouth greedily to dip down into the small crook between her collarbone and neck.
I earned a whimper. And a slap on the shoulder for the jab at her gracefulness. It was deserved.
But a whimper is a step up from a mewl, so I was doing something right at least.
"Oh..ah…ooh…" Bella mumbled incoherently as she writhed underneath my insistent tongue. I smiled in satisfaction that I was making this angel happy.
My legs were beginning to burn from my cramped position and turning numb from having Bella's small frame pressed so tightly against me, each of her curves teasing me closer to the edge of a beautiful oblivion. The guitar was stabbing my ass painfully. As smoothly as I could, I pushed Bella back gently, took the guitar off, and glided myself over her, not bothering to hold myself up.
I wanted her to feel me. I needed her to know what she had been doing to me for the past five years.
To prove my point further, I ground my pelvis against hers. Bella's eyes widened at the contact, then retracted back into her skull by her heavy lids. She ground back to show her approval.
My body froze as I felt Bella's delicious hips gyrate directly up into mine in an open invitation of welcome. A strangled, frustrated moan escaped her mouth when I pulled back to look into her eyes with amazed wonder.
Did she just okay this…?
"What the fuck are you staring at, Cullen?" Bella asked me with a hint of annoyance. She bit her lip and shoved her hips back into mine, watching for a reaction. When my own moan cut through the thick air, she grinned smugly. "I'm waiting…" she teased as she swung a lock of her hair lazily.
Although I was in an immense state of shock at how willing my Bella was, I didn't have long to ponder. My instincts overtook what little sense I had left.
Five years. Five fucking long ass years of pent-up sexual frustration. Sure, I had other holes to hide myself in, but they were just holes.
Bella wasn't a hole. She was real. She was tangible. A mouth-watering, sensuous reality I wanted to give myself over to completely. It was like I had tunnel vision and all I could see was this beautiful flushed creature under me.
It snapped. Whatever it was broke all the patience and reverence I wanted for this moment. My self control was thrown out the window without a second thought.
Five years. Stop wasting time, Cullen.
I pushed my mouth back down onto hers and began sucking on her succulent bottom lip. Bella's arms wrapped around my neck tightly, just as I had intended her to, and without properly thinking through my next move, I jumped up and shoved her back against the glass patio door leading out to the balcony and wrapped her legs around my waist at a staggering speed.
Go, go gadget hormones!
A sharp hiss escaped Bella's lips as her head rolled loosely back and forth on her shoulders as I began to attack her breasts through the flimsy material of her dress. I flicked my tongue against the two orbs slowly as I felt them harden under my undulating tongue. Bella's head made contact with the glass behind her with a soft thwack. Her back began to arch towards me allowing better access to her perfectly perky breasts. One hand left her waist and crawled its way up her rigid stomach to cup the breast my mouth wasn't…engaged with. I felt her squirm slightly and my arm wound tighter around her waist in response.
"No. No, stop, wait please," Bella pouted in a breathless voice as she lightly pushed against my shoulders to stop my assault on her very pert nipples. My throat began to tighten with disappointment and panic.
What was I doing wrong? I thought it was kind of sexy, sucking on her through her dress. Teasing, you know? I was getting to the actual thing, but I just-
The look in Bella's eyes stopped my panicked monologue dead. Her crimson tongue moved slowly over the top of her upper lip, and her dark chocolate eyes turned to an almost melted auburn color as they bore into mine.
I think my heart stopped. Or stuttered, because as soon as her tongue made its way back into her mouth, the sexiest smirk colored her swollen pink lips.
It rivaled my own.
"You're going to have to be patient, Eddie," Bella purred against my ear in a voice drenched in sex as she swiveled her hips against mine expertly.
It was my turn to mewl.
My hated nickname had never sounded sexier.
Her tongue danced along the outline of my lips. They parted involuntarily to accept them into my mouth.
I needed to taste her again. Everywhere. My thirst still wasn't quenched, I don't think it would ever be. I tasted the forbidden fruit, and I couldn't stop the salivating it had created.
I began to wrap my arms back around her, but Bella stopped me by dropping her legs from my waist.
I began to pout in protest, but she kissed it away.
"Bella, what are-"
"Patience." she repeated then pushed me back towards the bed. My weak knees made contact with the edge, and I immediately collapsed onto it in defeat. And frustration of a different nature.
I rubbed my hand over my face and regretted it. I could smell her on every inch of me. It was clouding my brain and making that coil in my stomach clench. My dick hardened painfully.
Once I had dropped my hands, I saw that Bella was fiddling with her Ipod.
Really? Now?
"Bella, no offense…but we had a mood before you swiftly killed it five seconds ago,"
She only shook her head in response, her sweet face fixed in concentration. Her face lit up once she found what she was looking for.
"Bella, seriously, what are you doing?" I asked gently. She was a complete enigma.
She smiled shyly as a blush tinted her cheek bones. I smiled despite my confusion.
Sexiest. Thing. Ever.
"Just…don't laugh, okay? I've always wanted to do this," Bella asked as she turned back towards me. I noticed the two wet spots on her breasts and felt my male ego roar with pride.
Mine.
I only nodded as I felt my composed gait break into pure testosterone. I leaned back on my elbows and waited patiently for whatever Bella was about to do.
Well, as patiently as I could.
With one final breath and a lengthening of her spine, Bella turned slightly to press play on her Ipod then turned back to me with the same look of lust dripping from her stance.
Led Zeppelin's "Kasmir" began to play. The heady guitar rift filled the room, covering it with a new tension. My eyes widened as I took in Bella's form slowly moving toward mine in perfect synchronization to the beat.
She had practiced, obviously, but that was beside the point. The point was that Bella now looked like a predator zoning in on her prey. Her eyes were darker, her lips were parted invitingly. Her hair moved around her, framing her face and fanning out at all angles making her look like complete sex.
But, that's not all, oh no.
Bella was sliding her hands up, down, and across her body as she sashayed her hips from side to side. My breathing stopped completely when her hands traveled down her thighs, and with agonizingly slow speed, she began to push her dress up, up, up. Her teeth bit onto her bottom lip as she slipped the dress completely over her head. She was now standing five inches from me clad only in black boy shorts. Nothing else. Shivers of anticipation and pleasure shimmied their way through my stiff body. My erection was roaring with need.
I was sure my eyes were wide with astonishment, and my mouth was hanging agape. Where in the hell did this Bella come from? Where was the bashful girl who ripped her pants a day ago? I had no idea Bella had a sex kitten hidden under all those constipated comebacks she had ready for me.
"Like what you see, Dr. Cullen?" Bella's voice was low and husky, warm and gooey.
That did it. That fucking did it.
A growl ripped through my chest from somewhere deep within me, and without so much as a warning, my hands wrapped around Bella's tiny waist and flipped her onto the bed, and Icrashed my mouth into hers hungrily and plunged my tongue into hers, allowing all the sexual frustration I felt burn her.
A surprised yelp escaped her lips, and I almost felt remorse for being so rough.
-Almost.
She had been teasing me. It was only fair.
"Edward!" Bella gasped as I ripped away the only material away from her body exposing her completely.
"I'll get you more," I growled against her lips, pushing my tongue against hers showing her that I was dominating now. No more games.
I pushed two fingers into her suddenly and felt Bella arch against my hand as she fizzled into a fit of loud moans.
So warm. So wet. So very, very wet.
I noticed I still had my clothes on.
Well, fuck.
"God, Bella…you smell so good," I groaned once I regretfully pulled my fingers out of her and began to bring them to my mouth to lick them clean.
But, Bella stopped me. I cocked an eyebrow to question her motives.
I felt every part of my body catch fire once she took my two fingers into her mouth and sucked them clean.
Fuck me. Fuuuuck me.
I ripped my shirt off and tugged my pants down as quickly as I could.
No more waiting. No more teasing. No more playing.
I nestled myself between Bella's legs with my tip teasing her entrance. Her lids drooped heavier, and she bit her lip in anticipation.
She seemed to be a lip biter. I liked that.
I wrapped one arm around her waist so I could mold her soft body against me completely. I wrapped my free hand into her feral locks.
"Look at me, Bella." I demanded, pushing my tip into her teasingly. Her eyes shot open as she gasped in pleasure then rolled back into her head.
I pushed myself in a little more, but a little sharper this time. "I said, look at me,"
I sucked her plump bottom lip into my mouth as I waited for her to gather herself. It took everything in me to not plow her deep into the bed.
Finally, her eyes opened lazily and stared into mine. I resumed my slow burial(idk about this word, I couldn't think of anything better).
"I." Push. "Have." Push. "Been," puuuush. "Dreaming about this for so long."
With one final thrust, I was inside her completely. Black spots exploded around my eyes. Bella moans surrounded me completely, wrapping us up in our own world. She was all that mattered now. She pushed her hips up into me to draw me in deeper.
Velvet. Warm, wet velvet surrounded me.
I couldn't take it any more. I couldn't restrain myself.
I pulled myself out completely.
"What? No, get the fuck back in there! Oh my go-ooooh my god..."
I pushed myself back into her. Hard, to cease her complaints. It was my idea to return just as roughly before her protest, but it was still fun to make her so uninhibited.
"What was that?" I asked in a strained whisper as I began a fast, uneven pace ruled completely by raw lust. Passion and lust were the only things I could feel besides the electric current holding our bodies together. I attempted to make things soft and fluffy, but, God.
Five years.
"I love you, I fucking love you! Oh god, oh, Edward," Bella thrashed under me wildly as my pace quickened with the encouragement of her words.
"Bella…you feel so fucking good." I pushed myself deeper. I made my thrusts longer. I molded myself closer.
This would never be enough. I would never satiate my love for this woman. This beautiful, wonderful, clumsy woman.
Bella's face twisted in pleasure as she rocked her hips against mine staying in rhythm with me the entire time. It was the most beautiful expression I had ever seen, and I was causing it.
My heart swelled with love and admiration. How could I have been so blind?
"I love you so much, Isabella…" My voice broke as I felt her walls flutter then tighten around me.
A few short thrusts later, my body was vibrating with white hot pleasure. I continued to slowly thrust into her, helping Bella's orgasm grow in intensity. Once her body finally stilled and her moans turned into uneven puffs, I gently pulled myself out of her and plopped to the side of her panting frame. I wrapped my arms around her tightly and gathered her against my chest and tucked her head under my chin.
Satisfaction. Whole. Happy. Unbelievably, blindingly happy. Protective.
That's all I could feel surging through me.
The day had begun on such a horrible note, but now it was ending in elation. I didn't think that was possible. This had to be a dream.
I didn't deserve her…
"Edward, I love you," Bella whispered softly then placed a chaste kiss on my chest. I felt my heart lunge into my throat, and my vision clouded ever so slightly.
"I love you too, so much more than you know." I whispered back after clearing my throat.
But I'd prove I could be worthy.
Ryan
"Gabby, oh god…" I moaned against the mouth of a beautiful green eyed girl I had met at the bar as I pushed her against the door of my lonely hotel room.
Gabby had walked over to me when I was halfway through my bottle of whiskey. Her green eyes seemed to glow in the dim lighting of the bar, and her cigarette smoke swirled around her in a mystifying way my fuzzy brain seemed to find attractive. She was beautiful; great body, lovely hair, and those eyes. Jesus, those eyes.
But, she was no Bella. No one would ever amount to Bella.
Gabby's hand caressed my face as she swept her tongue against my lower lip asking for entrance.
How could I say no to such a beautiful girl?
I pulled her body closer to me as I moved my tongue with hers, dancing and tangling with it slowly as I moved my hands lower down her waist. I felt her gasp against my mouth in approval.
I slipped my hands into the back pockets of her jeans to test the waters. When no storm seemed to take place, I allowed my hands to cup her ass cheeks and ground myself into her, asking to help me forget my problems.
I just wanted to feel something. Even if it were for only a night.
I heard a moan cut through the wall from the other room. My stomach flopped to the ground, but I didn't bother to pick it up.
Everyone deserves a present on their birthday.