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5
I gasped as his lips came down on mine. He pressed me harder against the wall, his lips dominating mine and I let out a loud moan. Jake had always been so soft with me, trying to treat me delicately like I would break if he held me too tightly. Edward doesn't seem to be worried about that in this moment, and I find it to be such a turn on.
When his tongue runs along the seam of my lips, seeking entrance, I grip his shirt between my fingers, trying to pull him impossibly closer as his tongue touches mine. At the start of this night, this was the last thing I expected.
I whimpered when he gripped the back of my thighs, turning to place me on the counter, pushing his way between my thighs. I'm gasping for air when his lips leave mine to rain kisses down my neck, his fingers burying themselves in my hair, pulling my head back so he has better access. My head is spinning, and it has nothing to do with the alcohol.
I release a mixture between a moan and a whimper when he thrusts against me. Wrapping my leg around the back of his, I bring him closer, meeting his next thrust with one of my own. My breath is coming so fast that I'm almost hyperventilating. I'm so fucking turned on, I feel like I'm going to combust. I knew if we didn't stop, I was going to come right here.
"Edward." I said his name, but I don't know if it's a warning or a beg.
He nipped my bottom lip, his fingers trailing along the outside of my thigh. "Bella." His normally velvety smooth voice sounds like gravel. "I want to make you come." His words stoked the fire impossibly hotter.
His fingers are still drawing dizzying circles on my skin. My lipstick is smeared across his mouth, making him look like sex personified. I couldn't remember the last time I wanted someone this bad. I felt like I was going to die if he didn't touch me.
"Please," I gasp, spreading my thighs wider, giving him all the access he wanted. "Please, touch me."
The muscles in my thigh my tensed as his fingers made their way between my legs. When they made it to where my thigh met my hip, they played with the lace of panties, teasing me. His eyes were on mine when his middle finger ventured just barely inside. He hadn't even really touched me yet, and I felt like I was going to implode. I let out a strangled groan that sole finger lightly brushed my clit. It had been so long since I'd been touched in this way and I knew it wasn't going to take much to send me over the edge.
"Goddamn." He sounds just as breathless and lost as me. "You're so fucking wet for me, Bella."
I whimpered at his words, feeling myself grow wetter. No one had made me so desperate before. Jake had been a descent lover, but he'd never elicited these reactions from me. He'd never made me feel like I didn't come, that I might die.
My hands grip the edge of the counter to the point my knuckles go white when he adds more pressure to the circles his finger is making on my clit. It feels so fucking good. I'm gasping for breath, my body just on the edge. The fact that anyone could walk in here at any second only adds to the sexiness of the moment.
His mouth envelopes my ear, sucking, and my whole body shivers. "Tell me how good I'm making you feel." His words combined with the two fingers that fingers that enter me, curling up to hit my g-spot have me seeing stars.
"Oh, fuck!" My orgasm was building, the intensity of the pleasure he was evoking scaring me slightly.
"Tell me, Bella." He demands, giving a hard thrust, his fingers hitting places inside me that I didn't even know existed. "Or I'll stop."
"Don't you fucking dare." The panic I felt at his words was more than a little terrifying.
"Then tell me." His eyes are hooded, his pupils blown to the point I couldn't even see the green of his irises anymore. The fact that he was so turned on by just touching me was going to do me in. He slows the thrusts of his fingers and I groan in frustration.
"It feels so fucking good." My face heats as the words leave my mouth. I've never been vocal during sex before.
He rewards me by giving me hard, deep thrusts that hit my g-spot every time, making me whimper. As I'm about to come, he grips my chin, making me look at him.
"Who's making you feel this good?" the heat and possessiveness I see in his eyes is staggering.
I'm gasping for air, my impending orgasm making my toes tingle. "You are."
"And who am I? Say my name, Bella."
"Edward!" I say, my orgasm finally cresting, sweeping me under.
Apologies for the late-ish upload. I had a longer day than I was anticipating.
I'll have the next chapter up around this time tomorrow.