Pen Name: Missus T
Pairing/Main Character(s): Edward/Bella
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Edward’s eyes bore into mine with such intensity that I thought for a second he might put me over his shoulder and carry me away but instead, he broke into a huge smile. Taking my hand, he turned and led me to the bedroom.
I took my bra off as he moved around the bed to switch on the lamp. He licked his lips when he turned back to see me naked from the waist up. In a few quick steps he was in front of me, lowering himself to his knees. His fingers slipped into my belt loops and he pulled my body closer, brushing his lips against my stomach. I ran my fingers through his hair and sighed.
He looked up at me as he unbuttoned my pants and opened my zipper. His eyes stayed locked on with mine as he pushed my jeans and panties down over my waist. I finished taking them off and kicked them aside. His hands moved over my skin, soft caresses that seemed to burn everywhere they touched. He pressed light kisses on each of my hip bones and his breath was warm against my skin, teasing me where I ached to be touched.
But I didn’t want his mouth on me. We’d done that, and it was wonderful; he was pretty talented with his mouth. But this time I wanted him—all of him.
Reaching down, I grabbed his hands and pulled him up so he was standing in front of me. He didn’t stop me when I reached for his pants. He let me unbutton and unzip them, but he pushed them off and kicked out of them himself.
We stood still, taking each other in for just a heartbeat. His arms came up, and he pulled me close, crushing me to his chest as his lips devoured mine.
My hands wound in his hair, and I kissed him back with just as much hunger. I stepped back and pulled him over to the bed. He watched me climb up before he followed, situating himself beside me to lean on his elbow. His other hand moved over my body; tracing my collarbone, rolling my nipples between his fingers, cupping my center so I raised my hips into his hand.
“God, you’re gorgeous,” he whispered, his fingers stroking my wet folds. “I love how your body responds to me.”
He lowered his mouth to my nipple, and I gasped, arching into his mouth and proving his point.
His erection pressed into my hip, and I reached down, circling it with my fingers, giving him a couple of slow strokes. He groaned as his hips moved even harder against me and he slipped two fingers inside me.
In and out. Up and down. Our hands worked at the same pace until I came, gasping and writhing, releasing him to grasp the sheets.
I hadn’t caught my breath yet when I felt his body shift over mine, fitting himself between my legs. He moved against me, sliding himself through my wetness and over my clit. I brought my knees up, opening myself to him and pressing up to feel even more of him. His lips moved over my jaw line until he kissed just below my ear.
“Are you ready?” he whispered, his voice rough with desire.
“Yes.” I nodded, taking his face in my hands to kiss him.
Slowly, he pushed all of the way into me, filling me completely. He held still for a second, and I could feel his heart pounding against mine. I stretched up, kissing along his jaw before I traced the shell of his ear with my tongue.
“Please,” I asked, unable to say anything more.
He moaned something unintelligible and began to move. If I thought having him fill me felt good I was unprepared for the way I felt when he thrust his hips, sliding in and out of my body.
“Oh, God. Right there.” I didn’t need to say it, because he hit the right spot—everytime.
“Yeah? You like that?” He moved faster and harder and I could feel my muscles tightening around him. “You feel so good.”
We moved together, our hips rolling and pushing, lips and tongues tangling. He seemed to know what I needed, changing his angle and moving my legs just so, to push me towards another orgasm.
“God. You… I can’t… Are you close?” His words were punctuated by particularly hard thrusts.
“Yeah,” I nodded, wrapping my legs more tightly around him.
After a couple more deep thrusts I was falling over the edge, crying out his name. It didn’t take long until he tensed, making a sound between a growl and a roar as he came. He rolled to the side and we lay tangled together, panting.
“Wow,” I chuckled when I caught my breath.
“I’ll second that,” he laughed, running his hand up and down my side.
We were quiet after that, but it was comfortable. I was almost asleep when I felt Edward pulling the sheet over us. He took me back into his arms, settling to spoon behind me.
“So,” he whispered. “You’ve fallen for me?”
I snorted and squeezed his arm. “You heard what I said.”
“I did,” he laughed, “and I’m glad, because I’ve fallen for you, too.”
I smiled and snuggled against him.
“I can’t fucking believe Mike,” he muttered.
“Really?” I shook my head. “Do you know him? He’s the guy who called four pregnancies an epidemic during my interview.”
Edward’s chest rumbled as he laughed behind me. “Yeah, but he should have talked to me, or you, in private.”
“He should have, but this is Mike we’re talking about. And he meant well. You realize that, right?”
He sighed. “I do, but sometimes it’s hard to be friends with such a dumbass.”
I moved my arm and took Edward’s hand, twining our fingers together. “Don’t be too hard on him.”
He nuzzled my neck with his nose and took a deep breath. “You smell so good.”
“I smell like sex and sweat.” I rolled my eyes even though he couldn’t see them.
“And strawberry shampoo.” He took another sniff. “I love this smell.”
“Yeah?” I yawned. “It’s a custom scent, only for you.”
He groaned and laughed. “I like the sound of that. We’ll have to have a lot of sex so I can smell it all the time.”
I giggled and let my eyes close. I wasn’t going to argue with his logic.
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