Perve Swerve—PTB Smut University 2013
Fridays—Friday nights have become a date night of sorts for Edward and I. Not that we can't go out at all, but having four kids, from the ages of thirteen to two, kind of make it hard on a couple to plan date nights. So, our date nights are held in the privacy of our bedroom—I've had to get very creative; things have gotten pretty wild on 'Date Night Friday', in the Cullen abode.
Tonight though…tonight grandma and grandpa came to the rescue, took the kids to the drive-in, we have the house to ourselves. Edward has no idea, and boy is in for a surprise. He'll be home in less than two hours, I have something pretty spectacular planned for him tonight. I can't wait for him to see me, if he doesn't drop to his knees and worship the kitty at just the sight of me, well… All I'm saying is that I look fuck hot and the man better pay homage to the naked Kitten.
Edward and I have been together since we were seventeen, had our first-born at 19. We're still very much in love, I still yearn for him like I did all those years ago.
My heart rate picks up as I hear his car pull into the drive. Rushing down the stairs, I wait for him to walk into our home.
"Babe…kids…you here," he calls out as he pushes the door open. Squinting as he adjusts to the glow of the candles.
One...two...three...bingo...he zeroes in on me at the foot of the stairs.
"Damn…what are you wearing," he whimpers as he walks over to me.
Walking around him and away from his grasp, I push Edward on the chest and guide him to sit on the third step. His eyes roam my body taking in my appearance; he lets out a strangled moan as his hands reach out to touch me.
"No touching," I tsk, standing in front of him as the song I chose for tonight echoes throughout the room.
"I can't wait til I get you on the floor, good-looking"
"I have a show to put on first before you can touch me," I whisper seductively in his ear, running my tongue along the outer edge of his earlobe and suck it into my mouth.
I begin to sway my hips to the rhythm of the music, running my hands up and down my sides. The way Edward is looking at me, his eyes full of want, hunger, predatory even—a wild animal just let loose on his prey, stalking me with his eyes, calculating his move, waiting to pounce. Fourteen years later and he still looks at me like it was the first time.
It sends shivers down my spine. He makes me feel like the sexiest woman alive. Standing there in front of my very aroused husband has me internally fist-pumping.
Garter-belts drive Edward crazy…now pair that up a black lace push up bra, one of his white crisp button down shirts—sleeves rolled up to my elbows, and a black tie. "And as long as I've got my suit and tie, I'mma leave it all on the floor tonight."
Never breaking eye contact, I continue to sway my hips back and forth, loosening the tie as I unbutton the first few buttons of my shirt—just enough for him to have a peek. "Let me show you a few things, all pressed up in black and white." Licking my finger, I drag it slowly across my lips, down my neck, and in between the valley of my breasts.
"Bella…" he cries. "Baby…fuck, come here," he pleads, stretching out his hand to me.
Smirking I shake my head in refusal, as I continue my decent on my shirt. Reaching the last button, I turn around and brush the shirt gently off my shoulders, giving Edward a perfect view of my g-string clad ass. I can feel his eyes hungrily take in my appearance, which spurs me on. Turning around I walk towards him, stopping inches away I run my hands up his thighs, reaching his waist I unbutton his pants. Tugging his briefs down just enough to let his hardened member spring free. I stroke him once, twice, swiping my thumb at the tip gathering the liquid that's dripping from his swollen head.
Closing my eyes I bring my finger to my mouth and suck it clean, relishing in the taste as his juices hit my tongue—salty and sweet and so familiar—Edward. My own arousal coating my panties knowing I do this to him.
Dropping to my knees on the step below him, I spread his legs apart as I hold his gaze. I know how much he loves watching me go down on him.
"Shit, baby…you look so good." Smiling at his compliment, I wink at him.
Edward throws his head back as a loud moan escapes his lips.
Licking my lips, I grip his cock at the base with as I gently massage his balls with the other. Leaning down I blow hot breath along his throbbing head. Circling my tongue on his swollen tip I relax my jaw and bring him into my mouth. Closing my eyes, saliva pools in the hollow of my cheeks as I guide him to the back of my throat.
His hand juts out and entwines in my hair, while the other hand cups my cheek as he gently runs the pad of his thumb across my jaw. Guiding me at a pace he likes, I bob up and down his long, thick cock and continue my ministrations on his soft shaven balls.
Gripping my chin, he pulls me off him. "I'm gonna cum if you continue doing that, I wanna enjoy my beautiful wife a while longer," he states. "Come here, love. Bring that beautiful ass up here and on my lap," he says with a smirk.
Getting up off my knees, I straddle his lap, as he runs his hands up my thighs, up my back and grips my shoulders as he grinds me down on him. Throwing my head back moaning loudly I circle my hips, trying to get some friction.
Edward, brings me closer to him as he licks in between my breast, up my neck and right behind my ear, he swirls his tongue then gently sucks, knowing that spot drives me insane. My body shivers with anticipation.
Reaching for the cups of my bra, Edward pulls them down and squeezes my nipples.
"Open your eyes, love. Watch how your nipples...know my touch. Do you see how hard they are, begging to be sucked."
"Oh god..." The sight before me is spectacular, Edward has both breast in his hands, bringing my nipples together as he swipes his tongue across them. Gently biting down, tugging, sucking.
"Edward...please." I'm desperately clawing at the nap of his neck.
"Tell me love, what do you want." He looks at me through his lashes.
Standing up, Edward turns around and gently sets me down on the stairs. Placing a hand on my midsection he guides me to lie back. Gripping me knees he brings my ass to the edge of the stairs as he falls to his knees.
Spreading my legs in leans down and runs his nose along my inner thigh, inhaling as he goes along. Stopping at my sopping center he circles his nose along my swollen nub.
Squirming underneath him, I lift my hips, trying to get him where I desperately want him most.
"Patience love," he says as he skims a finger along my panty line, barely dipping it in.
"I need to give my girl a proper greeting, fuck...she smells so good." Bringing his finger back up, as he pulls my panties to the side. Skimming his nose along my wet lips, his tongue swipes across my slit just as he guides a finger to circle my entrance.
"Yes." I hiss, throwing my head back in pleasure.
Edward plays me like a fine tuned piano, his magical fingers playing the most beautiful notes as he brings me to the edge of ecstasy, only to pull me back off the brink.
"Please...just—" I'm desperate, I'm begging him to take me.
"Is this what you want," he asks as presses against me, circling his hips as he slowly enters my aching core.
"You look so beautiful tonight, love," he says as he brings his face mere inches from mine as he pumps in and out of me.
"I love you." I answer him, closing the gap between us I suck his bottom lip into my mouth.
"Always," he mumbles against my lips.
"Get on your knees, baby," Edward orders, as he pulls out of me. "I wanna see that sweet little ass as I pound into you."
"Fuck," I whimper as I turn and get on my knees.
"You like that, don't you..." Edward leans into me as he brings a hand to gently wrap around my neck. "You like to taste me, you like when I control your body for my pleasure, don't you my dirty girl."
Positioning himself at my entrance, he slaps my dripping core with his swollen member. One hand on my hip and another at my throat, Edward slams into me, the force pushing me forward, only to be held in place by his massive hands.
"Oh my god." I mule, melting into my husbands chest. We're a mess of sweat and heavy breathing as he pounds into me, tears spill down my cheeks as he hits those delicious spots, causing my toes to curl.
"Best...fucking...night...ever..." Edward grunts to the rhythm of his ministration.
"I love you so fucking much," he mutters, bringing his hand down my hip, across my stomach and dips his fingers where we're joined. Coating them with our juices, he rubs, pinches and swipes at my throbbing clit.
Closing my eyes, my stomach tightens and recoils as that electric spark runs up my spine. Clamping down on him, we both fall into oblivion.
"Where are the kids?" Edward asks as we lay on the stairs in a tangled heap.