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After the unresolved tension of the evening, not to mention the week, anything short of decapitation will most likely do the trick.
She shoots me a saucy smile and flops me onto my back before taking up residence between my legs, her entire being coiled and engaged in the enterprise of 'making it up to me'.
Her tongue laps gently at my tip as I eye her cautiously. Soft hands curl and stroke me right back to the edge. As she swallows my shaft, she smiles innocently, though I already know she's anything but.
"Close your eyes, Edward. Trust me."
A/N: Awww, Edward, we know you have a trust issue or two...can you let it go and enjoy? Let's see, shall we?