DIRTY TALKING EDWARD CONTEST

STORY TITLE: Hot & Now

USERNAME: Edwardzukorocks (aka angel)

CATEGORY: EXHIBITIONIST

POV: Edward

STORY TYPE: ALL HUMAN AU

In the south we have a wonderful place called Krispy Kreme. I know they are all around now but it is kind of a religion around here and there is nothing like a KK donut in the middle of the night. Or in the morning or whenever. My friend Mo had a dream about me, her and Rob and we ended up at KK. Sadly, not the way we would have wanted to so I wrote this the way it should have ended. Thanks to JDSK for helping me the whole way for this, Fire & Ice for being my Beta & Mo for her love of all things Robward.

From the street I could see the light in the window

From the street I could see the light in the window. It was red, neon and was like a beacon in the night, calling me to come in. It had become my routine to stop here on the way home after a long night at work. I turned my car into a parking space and cut the ignition.

The glowing red sign was signaling what to expect inside, Hot & Now, welcome to Krispy Kreme Donuts. Heaven in the form of fried dough.

It was late, past 2AM and I knew I looked rough. My beard was past a 5 o’clock shadow and as I looked into the rearview mirror I saw my ordinarily disheveled hair looked absolutely crazed. I ran my hands through the unruly mess trying to make it do something other than stick straight up.

I sighed. I think I was making it worse. There was not much I could do after working for the last 24 hours and frankly I didn’t really care that much anyway.

I got out of the car and I could see my refection in the window I was wearing my gray tee with a long sleeved blue button up shirt over it. I had changed into this and some dark blue pants before I left the hospital. There was nothing like a pair of scrubs to convince people to ask you for medical advice.

Ding! The little bell over the door chimed as I pulled it open and my senses were assaulted by the sweet smell of fried dough, sugar and chocolate. Krispy Kreme, a haven for those of us out in the middle of the night.

As I approached the counter I heard soft laugher coming from the other side of the room and glanced over. There were three girls sitting together with a huge box of donuts in the middle of the table. They looked like they had been out clubbing or something since they were a little dressed up for this type of place.

They were all very beautiful but one in particular caught my attention. I could see from the counter she had long dark hair, flowing down her back, and cream colored skin. Her hair shook as she laughed with her friends. I watched her pick up a glazed donut and take a bite, licking her lips to get the sticky residue off when she was done.

I felt my pants tighten just a bit.

“Hi, Dr. Cullen. Rough night?” the guy behind the counter asked breaking me out of my trance. I guess I really was a regular since he remembered my name. He set a cup of coffee on the counter as I declined my usual order of donuts.

“Yeah, a little, but give me an hour and I can fix that.” I smirked at him and gestured to the table with the girls. I handed him some cash, picked up the cup and sauntered off into their direction.

I walked over to the table, grabbed a donut and sat down next to the brunette. She looked a little shocked but a smile twitched on her lips.

“Thanks,” I said and took a huge bite chewing it slowly. Her friends looked at me with wide eyes and one started yelling at me.

“What the fuck do you think you’re doing?” The little one with black spiky hair shouted.

I shrugged and continued to finish my donut, taking my time. I raked my eyes over my brunette’s body now that I was closer and took in the fact she was wearing a tight, short, black beaded skirt and a black tank on top. Her feet were wrapped in black patent leather heels. I could see her red nail polish peeking out of the little hole in the center of the shoe.

Peep toes. Almost nothing turns a man on more than toe cleavage. It screams of sex.

I was going to make her scream for me, possibly while wearing those shoes.

I made my way back up her body and locked my eyes in on the huge brown ones in front of me and I swear I saw squirm in her seat.

Hmmmm….

That was fast.

She looked away for a second, “Ummm…you guys go ahead with out me. I’ll meet you later,” and then shifted her gaze back to me.

Ignoring her friends, I picked up a donut and tore off a piece, I leaned over and held it in front of her lips. She granted me access and I pushed it in.

Fuck.

She closed her eyes and groaned a little. She reached for my hand, spreading my fingers she sucked them one by one, licking off all the sticky icing. She spoke, “that was so yummy, I have chocolate too, do you want a taste?” she asked while picking up a chocolate covered one.

I nodded and watched as she scraped off some gooey chocolate icing and rubbed it on my lip slowly. She put her hands out and held my face, as if I were going to move.

Hardly.

While she was lightly licking the chocolate off one stroke at a time, I began plotting a way to get her lips on other parts of my body.

I breathed into her mouth, “Did anyone ever tell you that you have the most amazingly fuckable lips?”

It was a rhetorical question, and she didn’t answer but instead pushed her lips together in the most sensual pout I have ever seen.

Yeah ,I had to find a way to get those lips on my dick, pronto.

Wanting to see how far I could push this, I leaned in with my tongue and kissing her mouth, sucking off the sweetness of the icing. She tasted like sugar and I couldn’t stop myself and continued kissing her mouth, then moved down her neck to her exposed shoulder.

She gripped the edge of her seat and her legs fell apart, just a little, and I put my hand on her bare thigh, skimming it with my fingertips. She lifted her hips off the seat towards me, and whispered in my ear, “That feels so good. Don’t stop.”

I shivered as her breath met my skin turning me to lighter fluid in an instant and she was the match that could light me like no other.

I looked around. No one was in here but us and the guy over at the counter and he was occupied with the latest issue of The Green Lantern. I spotted a back hallway and yanked her up, half carrying her around the corner. I pushed her up against the wall, her feet not touching the ground, and dove into her mouth. She was ready for me, mouth open and tongue waiting, letting me take control.

“Pull up your legs,” I told her and she hitched them up around my waist. I felt her skirt slide back and I ran my hands down her thighs to her ass and felt around.

Her panties were small, silk and easy to remove. My kind of girl, I thought.

I smothered her lips again with my own and I pushed my upper body against her sweet round tits. Reaching my hands up her skirt, I rubbed my thumbs under the edge of her panties.

“Fuck babe, you’re drenched.” I growled at her.

I grabbed her panties and pulled them off in one smooth motion, never letting her fall or see how affected I was.

Damn. One day I’ll teach a class on this shit. Dr. Edward Cullen, Panty Removal 101.

She was a breathing heavily, sucking on my tongue, while groaning in my mouth and rubbing her wet pussy against me. My dick was about to tear though my pants as she ran her fingers along my waist, fingering the hair that traveled down my stomach.

Ding!

The door pushed open in the entrance and we could hear a large group come in, laughing and joking. She looked at me with a wild expression in her eyes, and I thought for a minute I was going to lose her, but instead, she forced her tongue deep in my mouth and crammed her hands down my pants wrapping her warm hands around my cock.

Ahhh..an exhibitionist.

Excellent.

“Baby,” I tried to get out, between kisses, “you’re killing me.” I breathed, pulling her off the wall, carrying her down the hall, busting through the first door I felt. I looked up and found we were in the kitchen. I found a stainless steel table and pushed her down on it.

Her skirt was still up and her top was shifted to reveal her long flat stomach. I was pushing her legs apart and bending over to kiss her, when she sat up and pulled her shirt off. Her full breasts were pushing out of the black lace bra she wore, taunting me.

I was stunned by her beauty, just for a second, but it was long enough for her to see it. She smirked at me and grabbed my shirt and pulled me close. “I’m still hungry,” she said, her voice seductive.

She yanked my shirt off, popping buttons in her haste and started pushing up my t-shirt, realizing quickly she was too small to get it over my head she motioned for me to finish.

She hopped off the table and walked across the kitchen. I watched the beads on her skirt bounce as her ass swayed in front of me and she suddenly stopped at a huge vat and dipped her hand inside. She pulled it out and it was covered in thick, white glaze. It was dripping down her hand, slowly creeping towards her elbow and she began licking up her arm to keep it under control as she walked back towards me.

I, on the other hand, had almost completely lost control.

When she reached me she pushed me with her clean hand back towards the table. “Lie down,” she told me and I scrambled on top of the table. I leaned back and the steel was cool against my back.

I saw her shadow fall across my face and I felt her straddle my hips. She took her clean hand and stroked my chest lightly. She then took her other hand, coated in sticky icing and smeared it all over my exposed body, from my neck to my abs.

Gah.

Warm.

The icing was warm and her hand felt so smooth, slowly making its way down my body inch by inch.

She stopped at my abs and began outlining my muscles, one by one. She gave me a wicked grin and said, “Your body is so fucking tight. I want to Eat. You. Up.”

I watched her as she sat up straight, my cock straining against her, hard as a fucking baseball bat, as she shook her hair back over her shoulders, put her hands between her breasts and unclasped the front. Her tits popped out and bounced a little as I shifted under her body and groaned. She smiled down at me and used her hands to pick up some icing and began slathering her hands together like it was lotion.

Holy Fucking Shit.

I nearly came as I watched her grab her tits and began coating them with the white creamy glaze.

I felt the table vibrate as she put one hand down on either side of my head and she leaned over me, her breasts crashing into my mouth.

I began devouring her, sucking, licking, biting, anything I could to get her inside of me, to taste her and to give her pleasure. I used my hands to push them together, rubbing her nipples with my thumbs and kissing her mouth hard.

She sat back up and laughed, her hair shaking over her shoulders, landing on her chest and getting sticky.

“Hmmm….I made a mess…all over you. I need to clean you up,” She said and began eating her way down my body. Slowly she nibbled and licked icing off my chest and stomach stopping only to suck on my nipples. When she reached the edge of my pants she started tugging on the button with her teeth, her hands gripping on the fabric by my hips. She freed the button and didn’t waste time on the zipper, yanking hard and throwing them on the ground.

She reached inside my boxers and pulled out my massively engorged dick. She stopped for a moment and looked at me, raising an eyebrow. “Nice,” she said and bent down to lick me from my balls to the tip.

I couldn’t take it anymore, I was about to lose my load and I had to have her.

“You, sweetheart, are the hot mess, and its time to take this to another level” I said forcefully as I pulled her off my jock and slid off the table and shoving her over near the icing vat. It was huge, the size of a table, with a thick metal edge, perfect for gripping.

I tuned her around, feeling her hair brush over my bare chest, clamping my hands over her tiny wrists.

I pushed her hands down on the edge of the vat and her round ass jutted out seeking the heat from my cock. I reached down into the icing and came out with a handful. My hand gravitated towards her pussy and rubbed the glaze across her folds.

Just one long lick, I had to taste her.

I dropped to my knees and pressed my tongue to her swollen clit.

“Heaven,” I whispered to myself.

Between the wet, dripping cum seeping out her body and the creamy glaze, she was gooey and warm, ready for me. I began rubbing her hard, and whispered in her ear, “Is this how you like it?” I asked and then waited. She was panting so hard she could barely speak. Finally she stuttered, “oh god yes, more, baby, unnggg…” she began to writhe under my hand working for friction.

My other hand found my way to her breast and began pinching and twisting her nipple. She leaned her head back on my chest and I bent over to kiss her neck, sucking on it, feeling her body winding up, like a coil under my touch.

I slowed my movements, exaggerating them, and she began whining, “fuck, fuck, FUCK, ah, ah…” I pulled my hands away completely and she wailed.

“Honey, unless you want those people out front to come in you have got to be quiet...okay?” She nodded into my chest and grabbed my hand shoving it back to her pussy. I resumed, grabbing her nipple hard and it only took a moment before she was panting and shaking and heaving in front of me.

Silently coming undone.

I held her up by her waist and she clutched the side of the icing vat with both hands, holding on with all her strength to remain standing. Her hair was wild, coated in now crusty glaze. She was a fucking gorgeous mess. She flipped her hair over her shoulder and glanced back at me smiling.

“That was fan-fucking-tastic” she laughed and eyed my dick, “Get that monster over here, I’m not done.”

Before I could speak she propped her elbows up and spread her legs wide, jacking her ass further out to meet my dick, she swayed around a little finding a rhythm.

I grabbed her hips and pulled her in. My dick was about to explode. I deserved a medal for holding out for this long.

I ran my hand down her bare back to where her skirt was pushed up around her waist and looked down.

Wait.

“Hold your ass right here.” I told her, “Don’t move an inch,” and ran across the room. I came back over and bent down, picking up one foot and then the other, slipping on those black peep toed heels. Her ass stuck out further and her legs went for miles.

“Now, I’m ready. I want you Hot. And. Now.” I gripped her hips and slammed my dick into her in one long fluid motion. We both cried out in pleasure and I pulled out some and slammed in hard again. Over and over I pounded into her body.

“God baby, you’re so tight, so tight, just hold on for me, hold on…” I told her as soothing as I could be as I tore into her hard.

Just as I was on the edge, feeling the cum building in my dick, I heard the kitchen door open, I looked up and there he was standing shocked in the doorway, graphic novel in hand.

She looked up and their eyes locked.

Tits bouncing, hair shaking, sweat and icing dripping down our bodies…

Knowing what was going to happen I held on to her tighter, my knuckles turning white, never losing rhythm…

“Edward, Edward, Edward,” she chanted causing me to explode inside her violently as her body clenched around my dick, tightening with each ripple of her own orgasm.

I fell to the floor bringing her down with me, pulling her between my legs and into my chest. I wrapped my arms around her trying to catch my breath. I pulled her hair back over her shoulder.

She sighed out a happy, content breath, “I thought he was never going to come in” she said as she reached up and pulled at a piece of my hair.

“I know, that took longer than expected. Not that I’m complaining,” I laughed and gave her a long, full kiss, still tasting the sugar that was now coating our entire bodies.

She wiggled out of my arms and stood up, reaching for my hand, “Come on, get your clothes, we may have about 5 minutes before the cops get here.” She said and we both scurried over to get our respective pieces of clothing from around the kitchen.

We got dressed, found the back door, and holding her hand I led her quickly out to the car. Once inside I leaned over the center console and gave her another kiss, touching her chin softly, tilting it upwards.

“I love you Bella, you fucking rock my world.”

I hoped Bella packed her alternapanties for that one!

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