Good morning and happy hump day!

A little Edward for hump day? Why yes please!

SM- rightful owner of Twilight ….me? rightful owner of a very distracted mind.

I Ran (So Far Away) by Flock of Seagulls (but MGBward would listen to Rotation's cover)

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Chapter 7: Say it… Out loud…

EPOV

I could feel her skin slapping against mine as I shoved into her harder. Again and again. Faster and faster. Relentless. Buried deeply inside of her, I liked the heat of her ass smacking my hips, the motion making my balls pound against her wet delicious slit until she was moaning and panting.

"You like that?" I growled, hearing her whimper and shove her ass closer to me.

I watched as I slid inside her, my cock wet with her as she bucked and shook before me. My fingertips practically touched across her stomach as I tightened my grip around her hips and moved faster, feeling her quivering from the inside out. How she took every inch of me in was a mystery, but she was tight as hell and threatening to milk me dry. I didn't really care in that moment how I fit inside her.

I just did and she liked it.

"Do you like me inside of you? Does this get you off?" I hissed, rotating my hips to reach every possible part inside of her.

She moaned and arched her back, as if to ask for more.

I liked this bit of dirtiness in her. She liked it, liked me.

What else did she like?

Could I do all the things I wanted to do to her?

Tie her up, make her beg, spank her, make her say my name in ecstasy, let me have her any way I possibly wanted?

The heat of her around me, the way she whimpered. I just wanted to keep here there forever.

Possess her. My turn to control.

She hummed and looked over her shoulder, eyeing me with those smoldering chocolate eyes. I grabbed at her hair and pulled her closer, licking the sweat from her neck before I bit down, enjoying her cry. Reaching around, I grabbed at her pert little breasts and squeezed her nipple hard, grinning when she slammed back into me and grabbed at my hair. I was a master of her body. I knew exactly what she liked. And I liked this position best. Because I controlled her. She was mine and she couldn't tease me when I controlled her. I made the rules.

"I want to hear you scream, Bella. Tell me how much you like it hard and fast," I panted, wanting to see her let loose.

She whimpered and bucked against me a little harder, but still she hadn't said anything.

"Say it, say it out loud," I growled, feeling how close I was. I needed her words. "Tell me how it feels."

Edward. Edward.

The headboard was knocking against the wall now, making a ruckus so loud I was sure Carlisle would come pounding down my door to schedule a lobotomy for my perversion. I didn't care. Let him walk in and see what it meant to feel pure ecstacy.

Edward!

My eyes slammed open to my name being called on the other side of my bedroom door.

Sweating, still hard as a rock and breathing heavily, I shifted in my bed just as Esme poked her head in.

"Edward, you'll be late for school," she said in her doting,motherly voice. "Honey, are you all right? You look feverish."

She was beside me in an instant; hand on my sweaty forehead, feeling my temperature.

"You're burning up, sweetie," she cooed. "How do you feel?"

What to say?

"I'm a little lightheaded," I managed, my voice rough from my heavy breathing.

It was true. All the blood was in my cock at the moment. And I felt like I had been going at it for hours.

Drilling the new girl like it was my life. God, it had felt so real.

I swallowed down the moan rising in my throat.

Esme drew my attention away from my straying thoughts with a soft sigh and concerned look on her face.

"Well, why don't you stay home today, sweetie," she replied and smoothed away the wet tendrils of my hair. "I'll call the school and then bring up some oatmeal for you, all right?"

I swallowed and nodded, mortified to move as she straightened my blanket over me and smiled before slipping back out of my room. I let out a relieved breath and lay there for a few minutes, trying to track back to my dream so I could finish what it started.

Bella.

Had I dreamt about her all night?

Stroking slowing, I slipped one hand back behind my head and imagined the new girl now tied up tight to my bed, blindfolded and writhing underneath me. She wasn't quiet anymore. She was begging, my name breathy as she pleaded to let her loose so she could touch me. But this time I had control, like I had that last time with Tanya. This time I could do what I wanted.

Take her the way I wanted. Hard. Pounding.

Fucking.

My way.

I could finish this time.

No distractions. No interuptions. No baleful looks of dissatisfaction. Bella would like everything I gave her.

I groaned as I released, the image of her flushed begging body under mine doing me in quickly.

I enjoyed the spent feeling in my bones while I laid there. Most of the time, it was a hurried jack off in the bathroom and no chance to savor the jelly-like feeling that came over me when I let loose. Only late at night could I ever really feel that, and not worry about anyone walking in on me.

The feeling was euphoric. Like floating high on a drug.

I swallowed hard at that thought.

Because that explained exactly what I was feeling.

A high from my drug.

The feeling of getting off imagining the new girl with me.

Satisfied with me.

Was it so wrong?

Guys fantasized about girls all time?

It wasn't like I would be able to actually do it.

But what if I could? What if she let me?

What if she didn't? What if she did and didn't like it?

What if Carlisle discovered my new interest?

What if we left again?

I rolled over on my side and curled up into myself, feigning sleep when Esme came in to check on me. I didn't like the feeling that was beginning to linger in my gut. An empty sort of feeling that should have been much lighter and satisfying.

I had a huge problem.

As good as that feeling was, I couldn't enjoy it.

I couldn't act on my urges with her.

She didn't even know me. She looked at me like I was a perverted fuck.

I was a perverted fuck that wanted to fuck…her. Possess her, claim her, devour her.

She had crept into my subconscious and kicked out all the faceless fucks I fantasized to.

She was my new addiction. A new obsession.

Carlisle was right. I couldn't let myself be trusted with someone like Bella.

With those big eyes, I bet she was just a pure as she smelled.

And I was the twisted one.

Somehow, I'd avoid her.

I had to switch classes, schools, or something.

Because Bella Swan was a drug I shouldn't have.

I thought again on what Carlisle had said.

Perhaps talking with someone was a good idea.

Because already the idea of staying away from her made me feel so much emptier than I had ever felt in my life.

I needed to make a change.

I needed to fix me.

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AN: the problem with drabbles? You can't get past the little stressful parts fast enough!

I'll see about maybe posting another Bella tonight. That way we can get back to these two sooner!

Darn Drabbles… The wait is KILLING ME! lol

And yes- totally stole the "Say it" line. Don't tell me you don't fantasize about him saying that to you in the bedroom during good and rough sex….liars…. naughty girls…. Gets me fired up. .

Ok. More later. MGBward needs to get through the weekend. I wonder how Bella will occupy her weekend?

MWAH!

steph