The Fic Lab Prompt #25: Texts From Last Night
This story was inspired by a text from the textsfromlastnight . com website
He's at it again. My neighbor, Edward, is having sex on the other side of my wall. I blame the architects for designing the apartments as mirror images of each other. My nights wouldn't be interrupted so many times if his bedroom shared a wall with my living room instead of my bedroom.
From what I can gather, Edward is not dating anyone exclusively, but he doesn't seem to be a one-and-done type of guy either. I'm embarrassed to admit that I can recognize the moans from the several women he is dating. But this sounds like he has a new girl tonight.
I may tell myself that hearing Edward have sex doesn't turn me on, but it does. Boy does it ever. As I lay here in my bed, I imagine it's me he's fucking…that his sexy words are meant just for me. My body shudders from the rumble of his groans.
I can't take it anymore; I need my own relief. My hand moves downwards, beneath my underwear and I feel the growing moisture between my legs. As I listen to the erotic sounds coming from Edward's room, I pretend he's in my bed. That it's his thumb rubbing me and his fingers being inserted into me.
The pace of my rubbing increases and the tension builds as I hear Edward and his date getting closer to their release. My other hand moves to my breasts, squeezing my nipples between my fingers. I imagine how this would feel with Edwards's large hands and long fingers.
My moans get louder but at the moment, I can't bring myself to care.
"Come for me baby," I hear Edward command through the wall.
I follow his order as if he's talking directly to me, shouting his name as the pleasure overtakes me. I come down from my high, breathing heavily, realizing that was the best climax I've ever had on my own.
And then I hear her voice, "Who was that?"
Shit, shit, shit. They heard me. I am mortified and run to my bathroom. I don't want to hear Edward's reply. I'm pretty sure I have to move now. There's no way I can ever look Edward in the face again.
And fuck my life, the next morning as I come back from getting coffee and a muffin, I run directly into Edward Cullen who's still with his date from last night. And when I say run directly into, I mean I was so intent on looking down to make sure I didn't have to see anyone that I collided with Edward as he was leaving his apartment.
"Whoa there," he says as he grabs my arms to steady me. "Morning, Bella."
I look up and see Edward smiling down at me with a faint blush on his cheeks. He doesn't seem upset with me but he looks a little flustered. Join the club, buddy.
"I'm so sorry," I say as I scramble away towards my apartment door, not sure if I'm apologizing for running into him just now or for screaming his name last night.
I quickly enter my apartment wanting to escape from this situation, but as I close the door, I hear his date say, "Was that her?"
Yup, I'm going to have to move.
At 10:00 pm, I get ready for bed, trying to avoid all thoughts of last night. At least it's Sunday night, so I doubt Edward will be bringing a date home. Thank god for small miracles.
I crawl into bed praying I fall asleep quickly. I need to get last night and this morning out of my head. But just when I'm about to doze off, my phone pings with a text message. I pick it up and see the message is from Edward.
E: Hey Bella, you still up?
Edward never texts me. We only exchanged phone numbers because of that one time I locked myself out of my apartment. He let me hang out in his while I waited for the locksmith. Edward thought we should have each other's numbers for emergencies.
B: Yeah, I'm up. Listen, I'm really sorry about last night.
E: Don't be sorry, it was really hot.
B: It was?
E: Hearing you moan my name through the wall. I don't think I've ever come that hard before.
E: I was wondering if you wanted to do it again. Tonight. Just you and me.
B: Through the wall, you mean?
E: Yeah…for now…what do you say?
B. Yeah…though the wall…for now.
OK, I'm definitely not moving.
AN: This was my first attempt at a (semi) sex scene. They are not easy to write. Since we're all pervs, this story got the most likes of any of mine over at The Fic Lab on FB, lol!
