D. O. D. S.

DOMINANT OBSESSIVE DEVIANT SUBMISSION

Disclaimer:

Everything Twilight belongs to Stephanie Meyer. The original characters and plot are the property of the author. The author is in no way associated with the owners, creators, or producers of any media franchise. No copyright infringement is intended. This story is based on a true event. The location has been changed to protect everyone involved. Apologies in advance for what will happen to some of our beloved characters. Story does contain lemons.

A/N: Thank you all for following the story, those that have just started to follow the story and those that have commented. It really does mean a lot to me. Thank you to my awesome beta, Mrs. SWS. Got to buy you a star!This is my therapy and thanks for taking an interest.

CHAPTER 5

I was both nervous and excited about what just happened. I didn't think he would be angry or anything; maybe turned on, but not angry. I wanted so badly to see his response to me shutting the door. Whichever way it went, I was sure I would like it because it came from him. I am not alone tonight and I am with the man that I burn for.

Now, on to the shower...

I lit my favorite bath candles to get both my mind and body in right frame of mind. I wanted to be certain that I continued enjoying my time with Edward. No thinking of work, school, Riley; no reminders of Jacob, nothing. All of my attention would just be on him, his smile, his hands, and his body. In no time, with the steam from the shower and the smell of lavender, my mind was finally at peace. I was ready for anything Edward would throw at me or do to me. I could sense that he hadn't come into the bathroom yet, but unexpectedly I heard music - not just any music, but our music from our first night.

What is he trying to do to me?

"There must have been an angel by my side..."

Sade always makes me think of him.

" Something heavenly led me to you..."

This is going to be very interesting...

"Look at the sky; it's the color of love"

Standing in the shower with my back turned away from the door, I closed my eyes and gave in to the plea from my senses, allowing my mind to return to our first night together. I could smell the bedroom, his skin. I could almost feel his hesitant touch of my body in the beginning. I was so deep in my reminiscing that I did not hear the door open. His velvet voice startled me when he presented his question.

"What do you remember best from our first time together?" he asked.

I detected how his eyes were watchful of the way I caressed the sponge over my body. It was almost like a jealous lover having to endure witnessing the touch of another on his beloved.

"What do you mean? I remember everything about that day and that night," I responded as my eyelids fluttered and opened.

"What part of the experience did you like the most?"

How do I respond...? Definitely with the truth!

"In all honesty, I really enjoyed when I had to use my other senses during our foreplay. You know, when you blindfolded me... I liked that the most." I coughed out a nervous laugh.

He makes me feel so flustered sometimes. Shit! There should a law against it.

His mouth broke into a sly smile as he leaned on his shoulder against the wall. At this moment I was thankful he was not close enough to get a better view of the blush that I could feel creeping over my body. He nodded slowly as he touched his lips with his finger.

"Wa—was there a particular part you enjoyed most yourself?" I probed, slightly fumbling my words. "I know I have never asked you before but...now you have me curious."

I'm not quite sure why, but in anticipation of his answer I felt a slight churn in my stomach. His green eyes took on a sheen of contemplation and I knew his mind was somewhere else – perhaps reminiscing as I had. He massaged the back of his neck and let out a barely audible moan. Instead of answering my question, he started to undress. My breathing was coming in short irregular gasps just seeing him tug at the waist of his pants.

I stepped forward to stand directly under the shower head with my eyes closed, desperately trying to quiet my mind and not think about the multitude of things that could potentially happen next. I heard the glass shower door slide open ever so slowly and close in the exact same manner.

The first thing I felt was a finger trailing from the base of my skull, down my spine, to my tailbone. Every inch of his descent gave off an electrical pulse, leaving goose bumps as a response to the stimulus of his touch. He then started to caress my outer hips and upper thigh. I felt myself spasm slightly in anticipation of his next movement. His nails gently teased against my pelvic bone, causing me to shudder under his hands. Then he tenderly and very slowly encircled me around my waist, pulling me into his arms and closer to his delightfully masculine body. My head rested perfectly against his heart. I could hear that strong muscle thumping away under his skin.

I could also feel his arousal stirring now. His fingers played lightly along my stomach, going up to cup under my breasts as the spray from the shower was hitting them. My nipples had instantly hardened from his spine work. His breath was uneven on my shoulder and I could feel his eyes roam over my body. He was igniting a fire within my belly, forcing a slight moan. His palms massaged my breasts and I felt his fingers slipping over my swollen nipples. I couldn't help the gasps that escaped during his ministrations.

I was already involuntarily squeezing my legs together as I felt my second heart beat come into play. I relished his touch; my body was overly stimulated with the pleasure he was providing.

"You gave me the kiss of life; Kiss of life"

"You wrapped me up in the color of love"

Just when I thought I could not take any more of this sensual exploration of my body pressed against him, he spoke - interrupting my reverie with a thick rough voice laced with lust...

"My favorite part was when I had you bound to the bed..."

Splash Waterfalls

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