A/N: UGH! real life got crazy.. so here is the start of your 5 in a row... last warning... find your towels everyone!
Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight, I am playing in the sandbox. ENJOY!
11
BPOV
That kiss undoes me. I no longer know which way is up and I don't really give a fuck. My body is thrumming with nervous energy and I want to expend it all on Edward's body. I feel his rather large erection through his pants and I know he wants me as much as I want him.
I don't know if it's the alcohol, the overwhelming lusty haze I am in or lack of common sense, but I am determined to spend the rest of the night with Edward. Alone, naked and full of sex. I take another shot to calm my nerves before I pull Edward down to my level.
His green eyes sparkle, his lips twitch at my show of dominance and all I want to do is lick him. All fucking over him.
"Wanna get out of here?" I give his ear a small flick and I hear him moan.
BINGO! Hook, line and sinker. Your mine, Edward.
"Fuck yes. I have a car waiting, let's go." His hand reaches for my mine and our fingers automatically thread together. A shudder ripples through us both as we feel that spark, that connection of skin on skin.
I reach for my purse and hastily follow Edward, my eyes glued onto his tight ass. Hmm, I wonder if he would let me bite it.
The door to a dark town car is opened by a uniformed driver. Edward directs him to his hotel and I type a text to Alice and Ang.
Going to Edward's hotel. Talk later. ;) B
A few moments later, my phone chirps with two incoming texts.
Oh, birthday sex. You go girl. Be safe. Ali
Details of sex with Edward will be needed! Ang
I laugh, turn it off and put it away as Edward slides in close.
"Letting the girls know where you're going?"
I nod. "A girl can't be too careful. You could turn out to be a serial killer musician." I give him a wink to show that I am kidding.
He throws back his head and laughs loudly. He pulls me close and nuzzles my nek.
"I've never known a girl quite like you Bella. You are amazing."
I give him a 'you-expect-me-to-buy-that-line' look.
He shakes his head. "I may be a rocker, but doesn't mean I live the typical lifestyle of drugs and fucking groupies. That's never appealed to me, ever." He gives me an unapologetic shrug.
"I am 27 Bella. This is my chance to do what I have always dreamt. I'm not going to ruin it by being a druggie or man-whore. Plus my momma raised me right."
I hold up our hands that have magically found their way together once more, "Then what do you call this?"
He looks at our twined hands. "I have not a clue but I know if I let this pass me up, I'll regret it, Bella." His thumb makes lazy circles on my skin sending my heart into over drive. "I've have never felt so connected to someone like I do you."
His voice is soft and hesitant.
"Same here," I whisper reassuringly. "It's like a compulsion, a need to be with you."
He looks at me with eyes so intense I feel as if he can see deep in my soul. All I can do stare helplessly into his eyes. Can he see the truth, through the want and lust? Can he see that this feels bigger than us both?
When his lips crash onto mine, I hear his answer.
He is as lost to this as I am.
A/N: And I am just getting warmed up... the rest coming right up! Ya like?