Chapter 17
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"Merlin! He said to take your vitamins? Gawd, he's so hot. How did you not jump him and do him on your desk?" Alice asks.
"First, what the eff with the Merlin? Are you suddenly into magic? And second, I don't do guys on my desk. It's unprofessional."
Like that is the only thing stopping me from desk sex.
"Obviously I'm not into magic. It's just Jasper moans 'Merlin' when he's about to co-"
"Oh my god, please no."
"Whatever, Bella. Pretend you don't want to hear Edward moaning. Like I was saying, Jasper is into that magic stuff. And I'm way into Jasper," she says, licking her lips.
"More like Jasper is way into you. Probably balls deep and often," I say, laughing.
"Gawd, yes," she says, fanning herself with the greasy egg roll between her fingers. "You should see the way his snake glistens from all the sweat and-"
"No more over-share, Alice. You've violated article three of the friend code...and I'm sure most of the sex laws in Arizona." I don't want to hear about Jasper's shiny snake...whichever one she's referring to. I shudder.
"Like you'd have evidence to convict me," she scoffs. "And that particular language is in article four, Bella. Geez."
"Whatever. Can we get back to me and my new boyfriend? I'm tired of hearing about you and your boy wizard playing hide the wand when I'm the female equivalent of blue-balled."
I like saying those words. Boyfriend. Not the blue-ball part. That part is sad.
All these years I've lived without any cock that wasn't battery operated and never really minded. And then Edward merely breathes on me and I'm a horny mess.
Not fair. I'm not very experienced with this stuff.
"Okay. Let's talk about your sex god. Do you need some pointers? Because I saw a porn video on my tumblr dash that will-"
"Alice. We just got together, and we've only been on one date. It's probably a good thing that the date ended before we had sex. I might not be ready."
"Ri-ight," she gives me the raised eyebrow, "Like your first date was so chaste." She then launches into a raunchy version of "Like a Virgin."
When she stops screaming about me getting "dry-humped for the very first time" "and it feels so good inside" she notices that I'm not laughing with her.
"Um, okay. That was a bit much," she says sheepishly.
"Ya think? I'm very nervous, Alice. You're not helping me."
"I was just joking. Stop worrying about everything being too soon. I mean I never even dated Jasper at all and the sex is insane."
I'm sure it is. Considering the parties involved.
"And I know he's committed to me. He made some sort of blood oath or something last night. It was creepy hot."
Like I said. Insane.
"I don't even have a response for that."
"Listen. Don't stress out. If it feels right, then go for it on Saturday."
"That's the problem. Everything thing about him feels perfect. We barely made it out of my house the first time."
"And that's bad, how? You're both mature, attractive adults in a relationship. You should be fucking."
Alice will be a brilliant lawyer. She really knows how to make a case.
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So I'm a tad eager.
I might have been ready for my date an hour before Edward is supposed to arrive. I'm shaved and lotioned and dressed in my sexiest underwear.
Just in case.
Right. Because I'm not actually planning to let it happen.
I might have also had a sip of schnapps before Alice arrived and took the bottle out of my hands. I think Jasper tried to vanish it with a spell when Alice told him to get rid of it - which makes me question my logic at having Jasper help babysit. But I know he watches Riley, and Alice is here. And Seth is very excited about watching the Harry Potter (what else) movies he brought. At least it's not the HP porn I know he has. He needs to learn how to hide his copy of Deathly Swallows Part II.
I'm watching Jasper and Alice do some sort of wordless communication and wondering how in the world they are so connected after a week. Although I feel very close to Edward and we haven't been dating that long either.
I'm thinking about our connection when I hear Edward pull up; he's ten minutes early. I guess he can't wait either. Earlier in the week we discussed previous partners (extremely brief discussion on my side, surprisingly not long on his) birth control (that could have been awkward but it wasn't) and what we were doing on our date. He gave me a bunch of options...but I told him take out and a movie at his place was fine.
Because I'd prefer to hump him in the privacy of his apartment. Obviously I leave that part out. I don't want to sound desperate.
I go to the window and watch him walk from his car to my door. Jee. Zus. He's gorgeous in his fitted jeans and holy shit...sweater vest. He's my naughty professor wet dream. And I thought the track pants were my sexual kryptonite.
"Hi," he says when I open the door. His smile is blinding. Bright green eyes rake over my body.
"Hi." The word turns into a moan because he kisses me. Which turns into full-on making out against my door. It turns out I am desperate.
"Ahh. So I do get an instant replay of last week's date," Alice says. I can't see her because I was just eating Edward's face, but I know she's smirking.
"Umm-" I start, but she stops me.
"Go on, get out of here. This is much more interesting than Jasper's goblet of half blood movie, but Seth can't watch this."
I turn to face her and she winks. "I got this, Bella. You go have fun. Just don't do anything I wouldn't do."
"I've seen your sex contract, Alice. There're very few acts prohibited," I call out as we leave.
Edward laughs and grabs my hand.
We basically run to his car.
We're not eager at all.
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"Oh my god...that's fantastic!" I exclaim.
"Yeah?" He's behind me grasping my hips, holding me close.
"Yes. I love it. You know, I've never actually touched one. I can't believe how smooth and hard that is," I say, running my thumb over the blunt end.
Edward grins and kisses me. "I don't just pull that out for anyone."
"So when you invite women over to your place to 'check out your rock collection,' it's not just innuendo."
"My rock collection is for special people only." We're standing in the living room of his way-too-nice-to-be-a-college-guy's-place, looking at his amazing displays of rocks and artifacts from several digs that he's been on. I love that he's sharing what is important to him and not just trying to impress me with all of his material wealth.
"So you're saying I'm special," I tease, knowing he does feel that way but wanting to hear him say it anyway.
"Yeah," he breathes into my ear. Now he's teasing me, making me shiver. I press my ass against him, rubbing his erection...wanting to feel it in my hands...inside me. His fingers span from my hips to under my breasts. I can feel his thumbs brushing softly along the sides as he kisses my neck. His tongue is wet and insistent and I turn into his kiss, wanting to taste him.
"What about the movie? Or dinner? I don't want you to think that I'm only after sex," he replies, pulling away from me slightly. His face is so hopeful I want to laugh - or give him a blow job.
I'm prepared - Alice made me read some informational materials. Because I'm all about studying and experimenting.
"Mmm," I groan. I reach down to stroke him through his pants. He's so hard. "I-I want it."
"Oh god. Bella," he rasps, "I want you so much...you have no idea how much I've thought about touching you."
"Then touch me," I whisper between flicks of his tongue.
"Are you sure?" he says softly, lips against the tops of my breasts.
"Please."
His hand reaches down until his fingers graze the top of my panties, which he tugs down and off. His touch is light, tortuously soft as he slides in, stroking.
I respond with a moan and some unintelligible sounds.
He mouths 'fuck' as his finger glides in and out - I'm embarrassingly wet already. "You feel perfect...so soft," he says in my ear.
I bite back a cry and grab his shoulders. "Yes...like that," I beg.
"Mmm, you like that? Can you take more?" he asks as he adds another finger to drive me insane.
"Oh god," I gasp, rocking against his hand.
He rests his forehead against mine as he quickly brings me orgasm hard and hot on his fingers. He swallows my sobs of ecstasy with his rough kiss.
"Jesus...I'm going to need to do that again and again," he says. His eyes are dark and hungry. With shaky legs, I smooth down my skirt. "But I'm going to need a solid surface for what comes next."
He grasps my hand and leads me down the hall, presumably towards his bedroom. We could be walking into the forest so he can dump me for all I know. I'm basically dazed and incoherent.
"That was so much better than my finger vibe," I offer. I'm not even embarrassed. He laughs as we walk through the doorway.
"Yeah...so this is my room." He takes a step back from me, presumably so I can look around. If my vagina really could cry, it would be weeping because he's not touching me anymore.
"Great." I could give a crap about his room. I only want to see him. Naked. I stare into his eyes trying to will him to take off his clothes.
Obviously this doesn't work. I feel like Jasper trying to do one of his nonverbal spells. Finally I motion to his pants. "Can you take those off? I need something in there."
He barks back a laugh and pulls his sweater vest over his head. He pushes his pants down and off so he's only wearing black boxer briefs. Of course he's perfect. And he has a...tattoo?
Fuck. That looks hot. And I don't even like tatts. But the Latin script running from his hip bone to armpit makes me want to bite him. I'd so eat those words. Now that's a hot tattoo, Alice. I wonder if Edward would let me text her a picture of his hip?
I reach out to touch it and I'm distracted by his cock - oh fuck, it's pointing out of those boxer briefs. Edward grabs my finger as I'm about to poke the tip and pulls me onto the bed.
I'm straddling him; he's rubbing my hips and ass. Holy shit. This is happening. I'm suddenly nervous and I blurt out, "Did you know Jasper yells 'Merlin' when he comes?"
I gasp and cover my face. Damn it, Bella. You're going to get thrown out of here before you get to ride this thing.
"Dare I ask how you know that?" he asks, prying my hands away from my face.
"Alice likes to share," I reply, softly. "I'm sorry. I'm just nervous."
"Don't be sorry." He sits up so we're face to face. His hand is in my hair, mouth and tongue kissing and licking. "How's this?" he whispers. "Still nervous? You can tell me to stop at any time." He's hard and ready underneath me. I can't help rocking against him.
"Don't stop, Edward. I-I want you...all of you."
"Yeah?"
"Yes." I'm panting at this point.
He grabs my chin and kisses me hard. "Then how about you find out what I yell when you make me come?"
"Oh my god. Yes," I hiss, kissing him back.
"I want to see you," he says as he unbuttons my blouse. We switch positions before he kisses each part of me as he slowly reveals my bare skin. I'm open and vulnerable to him, but the look on his face makes me feel like the most desirable woman in the world. "You're gorgeous, Bella. I'm so fucking lucky to have you."
He wants me - and even more importantly - he cares about me. And I can't wait to get him inside me.
I slip my hand into his briefs, grasping his cock. It's so smooth and warm. And fucking huge. I slip his underwear down, finishing the job with my toes, still stroking him.
"I need to be inside you, Bella, before I come all over your hand." He hovers over me, kneeling between my legs. He runs his nose slowly from my belly button up to my lips. He kisses me deeply as he moves his body into position.
"Put me in, baby," he rasps against my lips.
I hold him by the base and guide him inside. He shudders and grits his teeth. "Jesus, you feel amazing." He rolls and grinds his hips against me, making me moan. He responds by setting a slow, steady pace. I grab his ass, pulling him deeper, wanting more. He tilts up, moving faster against me.
"You like that? You like the way my cock feels?"
"Oh god, Edward, yes," I moan, my hands everywhere. His skin is smooth and warm and damp from exertion. His hair is darkened with sweat and hanging into his eyes. I brush it back lovingly - kissing him, pulling him closer - wanting every part of him touching every part of me. My fingertips run across the slightly raised texture of his tattoo as he rocks his hips in perfect rhythm.
"Please, Bella, you've got to...fuck...I can't hold back," he says desperately. He slides his hands under my ass, spreading me open wide, holding my legs apart with his arms. And he fucks me hard, relentlessly until I'm sobbing his name and begging him. "Yes, fuck, yeah, baby...come hard," he pleads.
I can't say any more words; I just gasp for breath as Edward makes a few more erratic strokes and pulses inside me. His body his heavy and delicious on top of me. I'm sweaty and exhausted and freshly fucked.
And all I can think of is what Edward yells when he comes...
"Bella."
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A/N: Reviews are better than sweaty Goiterward's tatt.
Cosmogirl made this chapter happen with hand-holding and dirty texts.
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