
AU. Dominant Edward. Rated M for sexual content/lemonyness. What will Bella do when Edward continues to tease her throughout the night? Stay tuned. I WILL be continuing soon, promise.
Rated: Fiction M - English - Fantasy/Romance - Bella & Edward - Chapters: 4 - Words: 2,905 - Reviews: 132 - Favs: 325 - Follows: 406 - Updated: 03-13-10 - Published: 10-23-08 - id: 4613184
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Edward managed to pull his throbbing self from him pants and started by teasing me, the head rubbing against my sensitive areas but refusing to enter.
It took every muscle in my body to stop myself from screaming my frustration, and I could tell that Edward saw it. His face lit up into the smile that I loved so much and I leaned forward to kiss him. It seemed that our little game was coming to an end.
Edward pushed roughly inside of me, his hands gently sliding down my sides to rest on my waist. I moaned loudly, and he didn't chastise me. Thankful for that, I let the pleasure shake through my body, the tingles running up and down my spine as Edward began to shift in and out of me.
I arced my back and leaned against the steering wheel, managing not to lay on the horn. I was groaning Edward's name with almost every thrust.
He reached up behind me to turn the key back, turning the stereo on, to distract someone from the noises it would seem.
I was too far gone in our little world of pleasure to notice if there was someone curious in the area. Aside from the movement we were both still clothed to decency, managing to work around the fabric to do what we were doing now.
Panting softly I leaned forward again, my head falling into the crook of Edward's neck. After inhaling his wonderfully sweet scent, I kissed and licked at the skin there, listening to him moan.
I heard my own voice ringing through the air against as I groaned my pleasure, his name escaping my lips in nothing short of a scream.
Edward grunted his own pleasure and took my chin roughly in his hand, pulling my face to look at him. "Not until I tell you Bella." He murmured, thrusting up harder into me as I moaned my pleasure and whined my complaint.
Apparently the game was not quite over yet.
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