Warning: Lemon! Lemon! Lemon!
EPOV
Her lips tasted so sweet, her tongue was like a drug and I was addicted. Bella was my heroin, and I was the addict.
When had I become such a masochist, craving something I shouldn't be, needing something that could never be mine.
This was Jasper's; your baby brother's girl, a voice in the back of my head yelled as I pulled up her skirt and pinned her against the wall. My hands on her perfect round and full butt. She was wearing lace boy shorts.
Bella had meat on her, curves to grab. Unlike, Tanya.
It was fucking beautiful and my cock grew hard as I pressed against her -my tongue jammed down her throat.
Hearing her moan against me, I pulled back and stared into her wonderful green eyes filled with lust and need, need for me.
"I'm sorry," I lied, taking a step back. I wasn't sorry, I was fucked. Screwed.
She stared at me incredulously as she pulled down her skirt covering her very sexy thighs from me.
"Do you mean that?" She pondered, looking passed me as if hurt.
My head shook slightly and I flashed her a crooked smile, "Not at all Tp." My heart was racing uncontrollably and I just wanted her lips back on mine.
Rushing passed me, she sat in front of my desk needing some distance, most likely preventing us from getting lost in each other again.
I watched her. Stared at her raven black hair that touched the top of her perfectly round butt and imagined pulling on it as she rode me, hard.
"What do we do now?"
That was a good question, I really did not fucking know what to do. We both knew the difference between right and wrong, but how could we stop something that felt so right...
I craved her.
My body needed her.
Sighing, I went towards the windows and looked out into the skyline. "I'm not sure Tp. Let's just take it one step at a time..."
**TC**
My limo stopped in front of her building, it was almost one in the morning... but I couldnt sleep.
Picturing her sleeping figure on the futon in her living room and her long, slender legs sprawled in front of her my cock twitched in need.
Go home Cullen, I yelled into my head. Go the fuck home and call Tanya. It would be the right thing to do, but hadn't I gone passed that.
Nervously, I ran my fingers through my tousled hair and huffed angrily as I opened the door and stepped out.
Taking the stairs slowly, I finally made my way to her door and stared wondering if I should knock or if I should turn around and go back to my apartment.
She's your intern, a voice in the back of my mind screamed.
What about Jasper?
Fuck.
Turning, I was about to descend the stairs; when her door opened and she stood in the door-frame in a short, tight blue dress and stared up at me, not surprised by my presence there.
We stared at each other for what felt like a minute too long, and I rushed towards her cupping her face in my hands and kissing her all over, avoiding her lips as she breathed heavily against me.
Kicking the door closed, I pulled up on top of me and we fell onto the futon where I finally parted her lips opened and sucked on her bottom lip as she moaned.
"Edward..." Her voice was barely a whisper, she was begging.
Pulling her up, she raised her dress revealing blue lace underwear.
God she was so fucking sexy.
Her hands were in my hair as I kissed her belly-button and she squirmed underneath me.
Tracing kisses around her inner thighs, she shuddered and yanked on my hair as if pulling me closer.
My TP was a feisty one.
With my teeth, I pulled her underwear down revealing her perfect pussy to me, I flicked my tongue around her clit and she almost screamed.
I delved in deeper, tasting her, savoring her, and loving every bit of it.
"Oh god, Edward..." She was losing control.
I wanted to make her cum.
Licking her, I delved two fingers in massaging her slowly as her walls tightened and her back arched and with one last final shudder she came.
Closing her eyes, she pulled her dress down and hugged me to her.
"Wow," she whispered kissing my neck sending hot tingles through my body.
I was so fucking hard, but that would have to wait.
How long I could wait, was a whole other story.
Maybe if we didn't have sex, it wouldn't be a betrayal.
Pleasing her would be enough to sate my desire, or so I thought as she rubbed her hand against my hard cock through my jeans.
"Fuck, Tp..."
A/N: Sorry for cock-blocking,but it had to be done! And Edward's a bit morally confused in the chapter when it comes to the full meaning of "cheating." I mean the deed is done, right? It's officially a betrayal. What do you think?
Should they do it soon, yes, no, maybe, so...