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7
Hearing him say the word cock almost does me in and I can feel my inner walls clench.
It takes all of my strength to withdraw my hand, but I do as he comes to a park in front of his building. As soon as he's turned the car off, I'm on the move. Taking my seatbelt off, I climb into his lap, kissing him with everything that I have. His hands trail up the back of my thighs, fingers digging into my skin when I suck on his tongue. The moan that he releases when I grind against him makes me feel powerful. After him spending so much time bringing me to my knees, it's nice to know I can make him just as desperate.
"I need to get you upstairs." He's panting as my lips makes their way down his neck, sucking on the sensitive area below his ear, rewarding me with a groan.
"I don't wanna stop." My face is heated as I buck my hips against his. I don't care that we're in the car and that anyone can see us. I just need him to calm the fire, to put me out of my misery.
His hands have made their way to ass, cupping and massaging the flesh as he meets each of my thrusts with one of own. His face is flushed, a sheen of sweat breaking out on his face. Suddenly, he grips my hips, moving me back into the passenger seat.
He takes some labored breaths as he collects himself before getting out of the car. I watch as he walks toward the passenger side and opens the door for me. He doesn't say anything when he sticks his hand out for me to take, which I do willingly.
The walk up to his second floor apartment is filled with stolen touches and kisses against the wall. I'm barely patient as he unlocks his door, my hand slipping into the back pocket of his jeans, tongue tasting the skin of his neck. The shiver that rolls through him makes me smirk against his skin. Serves him right for keeping me on edge all night.
We stumble into his apartment, barely getting the door closed before we're on each other, hands wandering. He slams me against the wall and I flashes of what happened back at the club. I can't take it anymore.
"Edward. Now." It's not a beg that leaves my mouth, but a demand. "I don't want to wait anymore."
His eyes remain on mine as he grips the back of my thighs, lifting me off the ground. My legs go instinctively around his waist. My fingers work to get the button and zipper of his jeans open. He takes his wallet out of his pocket, taking out a condom.
He kisses me as he works his jeans off his hips and rolls the condom down his length. One of his hands goes between my legs to guide himself to my entrance. I writhe when I feel the tip of him teasing my sensitive core.
"I want it hard." I whisper in his ear, nipping the skin there. Jake had been so soft with and I want nothing more than to feel completely possessed.
There's a moment of stillness between us, my words hanging there, before he thrusts forward, entering me completely in one smooth motion.
I cry out, my back arching against the wall. He's stretching me in ways I never had been before. Jake hadn't been a small man, but he pales in comparison to Edward. I feel full and complete in way that's foreign, but feels so fucking good.
He gives me barely a moment to adjust before he pulls almost all the way out, only to thrust back in again, making me scream his name.
"Is this what you wanted?" he grunts into my ear, giving me another firm, deep thrust.
"Yes!" I wrap my arms around his neck, kissing him sloppily as my body slides against the wall with our movements.
"You feel so fucking good." The words are spoken directly in my ear, his breathing just as labored as mine. "You're going to come so fucking hard on my cock."
It's not a question, but I nod anyway. He's hitting those secret places inside me that make my toes curl. The ones that only he's ever been able to find.
"Oh my God!" I cry as his arm wraps around my lower back, changing the angle, which makes him go impossibly deeper.
"That's it." He praises me when he feels me tighten around him. "Come for me, Bella. You know you want to." When he increases his speed, that's exactly what I need.
I scream as I come, shouting his name that echoes in the darkness of his apartment.
