​Jasper lived only a short drive from the cabin, but it wasn't in as nice an area. He lived on the bottom floor of a multiple story flat that was probably built in the seventies. He had an old beat up black open-top jeep that I needed help to climb into because it was so high off the ground. I enjoyed the sensation of the wind on my face as we drove, my head lolled back against the headrest and my sunglasses firmly in place.  

There was a group of older men sitting in front of the apartment block beside the small breezeway that led to his door when we arrived. They were sitting around, drinking, smoking, talking, and laughing loudly. There was a case of beer on the ground in front of them, half of them already gone. The cans rested in various crumpled condition at their feet.  

It was easier to get out than it was to get into the jeep so I slid down to my feet. I had to shove hard to close the door because I was so short. 

"Oi! Hey there, beautiful," one of them shouted at me. I decided to just ignore them. They were drunk, and there were worse things he could have called me. Jasper came to meet me around the front of the jeep, resting his hand on the small of my back as he guided me towards his flat. "Oh, don't be like that!" He called out as we walked past.  

"Look at that ass," another of them yelled, earning a round of catcalls from the group. "The tits are pretty good, too," the same one shouted louder to make sure I heard. 

“She's so little. I bet she makes everything look big,” someone else replied, earning laughs from the four men. 

I could see Jasper tighten up beside me, becoming very angry as the men started to say more and more disgusting things about me. When we got to the red door, he finally roared, "hey! Piss off, you fucking wankers." 

I turned, pressed up slightly against the door so that I was facing him. Jasper shuffled with his keys in his pocket, not meeting my worried eyes. 

“Fuckwit!” One of them replied back angrily.

  “Fag!" Another shouted, and Jasper's face was instantly pained.  

"I've got something right here just for you, honey, if you want a real man," one of them got up and grabbed at his crotch with his dirty hand. I didn't even fully look at him, only seeing him out of the corner of my eye as I focused my attention on Jasper. His face was becoming visibly redder as he became more furious. I put my hand on his cheek with the lightest of touches.  

“No,” I whispered so only he could hear me. 

He nodded his head and swallowed, finally getting the key in the lock to undo it. One of them called him a stupid fag again, earning laughs from the group. I held his gaze, the anger visibly bubbling on the surface. They had picked the wrong day to fuck with him. He would have ripped them apart if he could have. 

"Take me inside," I told him gently. Jasper nodded again shortly, unlocking the door and turning the knob. Our faces were so close to one another. I could feel the heat off of his skin, his warm musky scent filling my nose. Before he could push the door open, I softly said, "kiss me." 

His eyes focused on mine for a second before pressing his mouth to mine. I squeaked with the force of it, my hand going to his on the doorknob so I could push it open for us to go inside. He walked us backward, slamming the door behind us and making sure to do the lock without even looking. His keys dropped somewhere on the floor. There was shouting for a second outside the door, but there was no reason to pay any more attention to it.  

Jasper pushed me against the wall, his forearm cradling the back of my head while he forcefully pressed his mouth to mine. His lips were warm and soft, his tongue demanding as it thrust further into my mouth to wrestle against mine. His other arm was wrapped around my waist, holding my body to his. We were closer in height than Edward and me, and he didn't have to bend as far down to kiss my eager mouth.  

I wanted him to forget about what just happened and his terrible day before. I don't know what happened, but it didn't matter. I just wanted him to feel better, and I knew I could do it with my body. I didn't give a shit about what they said about me but fuck them for making him more upset. I wanted to fuck away his pain at that moment. 

He was so strong, his entire frame solidly against mine. He hoisted me up by the hips, pinning me against the wall. My curly hair fell around us as we kissed, my hands sliding along his neck so that I could hold it. He took both of my wrists into his hands and pushed them to the wall above my head, his mouth going to my neck to ravish it with attention. His hips ground against me between my legs, his tongue dragging down the curve of my cleavage. My head rocked back hard against the wall, the moan echoing in the otherwise quiet apartment. 

“Oh, fuck,” I gasped loudly in pleasure, forcing my wrists out of his grasp to grab his face with both hands and kiss him ferociously. He took my jaw into his hand, taking control of our passion. He tilted his head at just the perfect angle to kiss me. His thumb rubbed roughly over the corner of my mouth as he kissed the other side. 

Jasper pulled away suddenly from my mouth, “I can't. I want to but I shouldn’t,” he panted as he closed his eyes and pressed his forehead against the wall beside me. “I shouldn’t without Tony.”

I rested my forehead against his own, stroking his cheek with my hand. “He knows I'm with you,” I whispered. “I texted him earlier. Jasper, we said that we’d try together. That means us, too.”

He nodded, swallowing heavily. He twisted his mouth to mine again, capture it a fiery kiss. It ended as suddenly as it started, the hand that had been on my jaw sliding over my mouth. His forehead rested against mine again as he tried to catch his breath with his eyes closed. I kissed his palm lightly. 

Slowly he let me slide back down to the floor. 

“Do you want a beer?” Jasper asked as he backed away from me, a little red in the face still. This was for a different reason though. This was a whole different sort of frustration.

"Sure." I stroked his cheek again, earning a small smile. He turned to go into his kitchen, but I put a hand on his arm. "Hey, wait," I whispered, and I slid closer to him and pressed a light kiss on his cheek. Lightly he brushed his nose along mine. I hated his unhappiness. 

When he went to the kitchen, I pulled out my cell phone. I brought up the messages I had last sent to Edward. "Jasper came by. I'm going to hang out with him for a while. We're going to run by his apartment so he can get changed. Let me know when you're heading back." 

To which he had replied, “k, Have fun,” with a combination of emojis including a heart, heart eyes, and a winking face. I laughed a little to myself as I saw it. He loved his silly emojis.  

I pursed my lips for a second as I considered what to send him. I could make this situation better. But, I needed to make sure to do it in a way that wouldn't hurt anyone's feelings. I could do that though, I figured. Jasper was just nervous and worried. 

“Would you like us to send you dirty pictures if anything fun happens?” I asked him with a wink of my own. I could be kind of subtle when I wanted to be. 

Edward's response was instant, making the phone buzz in my hand. I wondered what he was doing. Maybe he was between interviews.“Fuck. Yes.” 

Jasper walked back into the room, holding two beer bottles. He offered me one. When I took it, I made sure to let my fingers slid over his. I took a sip as I tapped my reply with my thumb. I couldn't help but smile to myself.  

“It won't bother you if we play without you?” I asked him to make sure. I needed to be clear with him. I needed it to be unambiguous for Jasper, too. We obviously had more things to discuss as a trio.  

“Not in the least. I can't tell you how much the idea turns me on,” he answered back instantly again. “I really would love some pictures though,” he sent with another wink. 

“Of Jasper or of me?” I asked with a smile as I took another drink of my beer. 

“What is it, dove?” Jasper questioned me quietly, looking curiously at the phone in my hand. 

"Well," I started in a light, playful tone, "you see, when I told Eddie I was coming here with you he told me to have fun. Wink, wink, wink,” I smiled at the message. “So, I decided to ask him if he wanted dirty pictures of us if we fooled around,” I smiled ruefully at Jasper as I told him. His mouth hung open a little as he took in my words. “I asked if it was alright if we played without him and he said that it turns him on.”

I took a drink of my cool beer, smiling to myself. His eyes raked warmly over my body, and I felt flushed with amusement and a rush of excitement. I felt more confident than I had in years.  

“God, you're a cheeky one,” Jasper smirked to himself, taking a big drink of his beer. He looked away from me, the smile still evident in his face as he downed probably a quarter of his drink in one go. My phone beeped in my hand. “And, what does he say now?”

I looked down at the phone and quickly glanced at the reply. I bit my lip, unable to hide my smile. “He wants dirty pictures of both of us.”

“Both. Definitely both. Together. Separate. All the pictures, pls.” 

“Does he?” Jasper questioned with a slight, sweet smile. He was so charming in the way he spoke, his simple words making me feel warm. 

"Yeah, he does," I replied in a little purr. I came over to him and pressed my back to his chest as I pulled up the camera feature on my phone. He realized what I was doing and pulled me close to him, the arm holding his beer twisting around my waist. He took my phone from my grip silently since he was taller and could get a better angle of us both. In the picture, you could see that my bright red lipstick was slightly smudged all over my mouth and the patches around Jasper's mouth and cheeks. I brought my hand up to his cheek as he took several pictures for Edward, the looks of arousal evident on both of our faces. In the final one, he brought his mouth to my ear, making my eyes close in surprised pleasure. He kissed it for several seconds after, causing something to clench in the pit of my stomach. 

I sent that picture along with the two of the other best shots to my boyfriend. Our boyfriend. Jasper continued to kiss my ear, my body against his. His chest was flush to my back, his heart beating so hard in his chest that I could feel it. Or, maybe it was mine. 

The phone beeped in my hand again. I quickly looked at it. “Fuck. Do you know how much I love that? You're both so fucking hot.”

“He likes to mess up my makeup,” I told Jasper with a little happy smile, tilting my head to one side to give him better access to the spots that I wanted him to kiss. He was quick to take advantage. “We won't do anything you don't want to do,” I promised in a breathy whisper. “I just want you to know it’s alright..”

“Does it seem like I don't want to?” He asked against my skin, his free hand sliding between my legs over my blue jean shorts. 

“What do you want to do?” I asked as I relaxed against his body, my head falling back against his shoulder. He slid his hand over my stomach before pushing his fingers down the front of my shorts, making me gasp in aroused surprise. His hand pushed under my panties, rubbing my clit quickly. “Oh, god... yes... “

He put down his beer and took mine from my grip with his other hand still between my legs. When his other hand was free Jasper wrapped his thick fingers around my neck, squeezing it tightly as his mouth moved just a breath away from my skin. "You're so wet," he whispered in my ear, tugging roughly on my earlobe. The sensation was so good that my knees buckled, but he was holding me up. "That's right, just like that," he cooed.  

“Jasper,” I whined his name as he pleasured me. 

Both of our phones buzzed at the same time, mine still in my hand. I swallowed, my hand shaking a little as I brought it up to see what it was. Edward had sent the message, “I can't wait until I can kiss you both again.”

“Tell him what I'm doing to you right now,” Jasper said in my ear. 

“Take a picture,” I told him, giving him my phone. He smiled widely, pressing his mouth against the corner of my jaw below my ear. 

He angled the phone up until he was satisfied with what he saw and when he was Jasper began to speed up his fingers between my legs. I gasped and moaned in surprise, my knees buckling again. My head rolled towards his, my eyes closing tightly. “I'm going to fuck you so good,” he said as he brushed his cheek against mine. “Like this?” He purred as he circled my clit over and over again. 

“Harder,” I begged. 

Jasper pressed harder, making my legs turn to jello as my orgasm spilled all over his hand and soaking my panties.  "Good girl," he whispered hotly as I trembled against his hand. When he finally moved his hand, he brought his fingers to my mouth, bringing the camera up so it could capture me sucking on his fingers with his face pressed into my hair from behind. I brought both digits in my mouth, letting them hit the back of my throat. Slowly I traced them with my tongue, making sure they were entirely clean. He gently dragged them over my lip and chin when he pulled them from my mouth.   

“Oh, it's a video,” I whispered in squeaky surprise when I saw the screen and realized what I was watching.

"I know," he replied back smoothly, smiling. I saw my face slightly change in evident aroused surprise on the screen.  

And with that, he sent a minute long video to Edward. I giggled and turned to finally face him, wrapping my arms around Jasper's neck as I blushed heavily. My thighs felt hot, wet, and sticky. He chuckled, pleased with himself. I felt as he slid my phone into my back pocket when he moved his over hand over my ass.  

“I can't believe you did that,” I said with a smile as I brushed my nose over his jaw. 

“I can't believe you asked him if he wanted dirty pictures,” he replied back, gripping my ass cheek tightly. 

“Are you surprised?” I asked, tugging him by the hand towards the couch. 

“A little,” he replied as I pushed him down onto the cushions.

I straddled his waist, resting my hands on his shoulders as I settled myself. "I'm sorry... I just knew what I wanted, and I wanted to make sure it was okay." 

“Do you want me?” He questioned curiously as he looked up at me. 

“Yes.” I kissed him, pressing my mouth to his while his hands moved up the back of my thighs to my ass again. “Do you want me?”
He moved his lips lightly across mine, his hand sliding to the back of my neck as he held onto our kiss. His other hand moved up my back underneath my t-shirt. “I want you,” he whispered against my lips before kissing along my upper lip to my cheek. 

“Tell me you want to fuck me,” I begged softly, sliding my hand up his chest to neck as he moved his lips over my jaw to just under my chin. 

His hand moved up the center of my neck, squeezing it tightly, as he lightly bit my chin. “I want to make you cum on my cock.” 

I moaned softly as my head fell back, his hand still around my neck. I actually jumped in surprise when my phone buzzed in my back pocket. Jasper chuckled and pulled it out, capturing my mouth in a quick kiss before reading the message. 

“What does it say?” I asked as kissed along his jaw, enjoying the sensation of his other hand sliding up my back. 

“I'm speechless. Just speechless,” he began with a smirk. “Something so erotic shouldn't end so cute though.”

“Has he ever been speechless?” I asked in amusement.

“No,” he chuckled. 

“Ask him what he'd like a video of next,” I told Jasper in his ear, slowly undoing the button of his trousers. 

“Damn,” he murmured as I rubbed my hand over his erection through his boxers. Jasper licked his lips before quickly typing a message on his own phone. He put both of ours to the side before pulling me close with both of his hands on my forearms. Oh my god, his kisses. He tugged my shirt over my head, only pulling away from my mouth for a second, leaving me only in my hot pink bra. 

“I love your hands,” I moaned as he dragged his fingers up the center of my back while his sweet mouth pressing hot kisses all over my neck. “I want to feel them all over me.”

One of his hands went into the back of my hair, roughly tugging my head back so he could have better access to my chest. I held his head to my breast as he moved his mouth across the top of the exposed flesh. 

“I'd like to tie you to the bed and memorize all of your curves.”  

“God, yes please,” I practically begged him quietly, his teeth biting into the lace to my nipple through my bra. 

I tugged his shirt over his head. Hovering above him a little on my knees, I rested my hands on his neck as I kissed along his temple and down his jaw to his mouth. 

“Would you like to be tied down and fucked?” He asked as he pushed my hair out of my face. I nodded my head, my heart beating too fast to talk anymore. 

His phone beeped. He picked up his cell while I suckled the nape of his neck, my hand sliding between his legs so I can rub my fingers along his erection again. His head fell back against the cushions, rolling his hips in time with my gentle stroking. 

“He wants to see you on your knees, sucking on me,” his voice was so filled with arousal that it was deep and low. Jasper twitched in my hand. He turned his face quickly to capture my mouth in a kiss. 

I came to my feet in front of him, undoing the button of my blue jeans shorts. He got more comfortable on the couch, shifting down slightly as he began to film me with his camera. His face was so serious, his eyes consuming me completely. 

“Eddie picked these out for me literally hours after he fucked me for the first time,” I told Jasper as I reached my hand behind my back to undo the clasp. 

“He has good taste,” he smirked at me as I pulled the bra away from my chest and let it fall to the floor. I smoothed my hands over my breasts, cupping them in my hands as he focused the camera phone on me. “Turn around and take off your panties,” he told me in a gentle command, his free hand going to his boxers to free himself. 

I turned around slowly, hooking my thumbs on either side of my matching neon hot pink panties. Carefully I slid the fabric over my ass and down my thighs. I glanced back, catching a glimpse of him leisurely stroking his own erection as he watched me. 

“Every part of you makes me hard,” he breathed as I pushed them all the way to the floor. I slid my fingers over my ass and squeezed it for the benefit of the camera with a cheeky grin. “You are sinful,” Jasper said in appreciation. ”Now get on your knees for me.”

"Mm yes, sir," I said with a slight smirk, dropping in between his legs in front of the couch. Dragging my hands upwards over his thighs, I leaned down to take his swollen pink head into my mouth while he was still holding his hard cock in his hand. He moaned softly, leaning his head back for a second. "I love doing this," I admitted before running my tongue over the slit.  

He pushed my hair away from my face, rocking his hips up just a little up towards my mouth. “I can tell.”

“I love watching you suck on each other. It turns me on so much.” I bobbed my head down, taking more in my mouth, wrapping my fingers around the thickness. His breathing sped up slightly. “It turns me on so much to watch you fuck his mouth.”

“Fuck,” he hissed as I took all of him into my mouth, his free hand pushing my hair completely away from my eyes so the camera could see my face.  “Your lips look perfect around me,” Jasper said breathlessly. 

I swirled my hand up and down on his erection, letting him hit the back of my throat again and again until I almost gagged. His muscles in his legs tensed and I could feel his excitement starting to build. Pulling back, I ran a slow lick over his head. “I'm not going to let you yet. You have to make me cum on your cock first,” I told him with a naughty smile. 

He ran his fingers under my jaw, brushing his thumb over my wet lips. I lightly kissed the pad. Jasper pressed his thumb harder into my skin, smearing what was left of my bright red lipstick across my mouth. 

“Darling, I'm going to fuck her so hard,” he teased our love before stopping the video. He sent the whole long thing to Edward without a single thought of what it might have actually looked like. 

Jasper quickly helped me to my feet, scooting to the edge of the couch so he could grab my ass with both hands. His mouth covered my stomach in quick wet hot kisses, my fingers smoothing into his wild golden hair. 

“Get that perfect ass into the bedroom, right now,” he said firmly. 

I giggled as he slapped it as we went, me leading the way to the only bedroom in the small apartment. The door was already wide open, waiting for us. He removed his khakis as he stood and tossed them to the side before coming in after me. His bed was a mess of blankets and white sheets. 

Jasper pulled open the top drawer of his dresser and retrieved a box of condoms. I turned to watch him rub his erection, his eyes floating over me as he did. I could feel the heat in his gaze. 

“How do you want to fuck me?” I asked, squeezing both of my breasts for him to watch as I did. He bit his lip and cocked his head ever so slightly to the side. 

“Get on your knees on the bed.” He ripped open the wrapper. “You look so pretty on your knees.”

My face flushed as I carefully crawled onto the low bed on my knees. His hands smoothed over my waist from behind, his hands going to my breasts to squeeze them for himself while his mouth pressed more wet kisses into my shoulder. I could feel the sticky latex brush against my ass as he pressed his body against mine, both of us upright on our knees. Jasper moved his hand over my stomach and in between my legs again, his fingers knowing exactly where my clit was now. He knew the pressure I liked, starting out nice and slow.

“I like making you feel good.” He plucked at my nipple as he pushed me closer and closer to my orgasm. My own cum was already starting to drip down my legs, making his hand completely slick. 

My head fell back against his shoulder, my hips rocking in time with his hand. My climax made my body go weak as I fell forward onto my hands. When I did, he slipped easily inside me from behind. I cried out into the sheets, my fingers wrapping tightly around the fabric as my hair fell around me.  

His pace was so fast, surprising me with the force. He held me by the hips, digging his fingers into the skin until it almost hurt. 

“Jasper! Fuck!” I gasped as the power of another rocked through my body, burning in the pit of my stomach as every muscle tightened. 

“That's it,” he groaned, keeping up the perfect speed. His hand drew back and slapped my ass with a loud, pleasant pop. I cried out, bouncing back against him as hard as I possibly could. He took one of the cheeks into his hand as he kneaded it roughly. “I can't wait to watch him fuck your gorgeous ass just like this.”

I came so hard at his words that I could actually feel myself gush around him. He cried out as I did, slapping my ass again with more force than before. He nursed the orgasm as long as he could stand, finally giving into his own. 

I fell limply to the bed after Jasper pulled out of me slowly, leaning down to kiss the cheek he slapped gingerly. He left the room for a few moments before coming back with clean hands. Laying down beside me, he pushed my hair away from my face while I looked at him as I still laid on my stomach. He kissed my forehead lightly before resting his own against it. 

We were unbearably close, nose to nose, with our eyes looking into the others. My finger lightly traced along his bottom lip, my other arm drawn up underneath me. He was on his side facing me, his hand resting on my ass. 

“That was so good,” I whispered to him. He nodded in agreement. I smiled a little playfully, “I wanna do it again.”

He laughed happily, pushing me over to my back and working himself between my legs to forcefully take my mouth into a kiss. 

“Oh? Well, I think it's Tony’s turn,” he said against my lips with his own devilish smile.  

"Yes, it is," I agreed, feeling thrilled at the idea of what that man was going to do to us that night when we were all together again. He was going to fuck both of our brains out, and I couldn't wait to savor every second.  

“Do you want to take a shower with me?” He asked. 

“Yeah,” I smiled up at him, running my fingers over his jaw. “Then let's go to the cabin so I can get ready for tonight.”

When I looked at my phone, the only texts I had was from Edward saying, “You're the sexiest woman in the world. Fuck. I love you so much.”

Jasper held my hand as we walked out of the apartment and he opened the door to his jeep for me, helping me to climb into the seat. Thankfully the men from before were gone. Leaning in quickly, he kissed my mouth lightly before shutting the door. His large hand rested on my thigh the entire slightly bumpy ride back. 

​I heard the alarm going off on Jasper's phone at four in the morning. He was asleep beside me, snoring very quietly. Edward wasn't in bed with us, and I wasn't sure where he was. I assumed the bathroom. I stroked Jasper's hair, kissing his cheeks, nose, and finally his mouth lightly to try to wake him. He grabbed my waist, pulling me on top of him and wrapping his arms around me without awakening. 

“Jasper,” I giggled. “Your alarm, honey.” I kissed his chest where I could reach in his tight grip. His arms were so strong. I wanted to feel them squeezed as tightly as he could around me.

“I think I'll have a sickie,” he mumbled, not opening his eyes. 

“Fine with me.” I ground myself against his growing morning erection. My lacy panties brushed against the cotton fabric of his boxers. He hummed in pleasure. “Wanna fuck me before you have to go?” I asked in a silky teasing voice. 

“Mm, yes.” He rolled me over onto my back and kissed me deeply, pushing me into the mattress. His alarm song continued to play behind us. 

“She's so bright,” it sang cheerfully in the background as he began to kiss me faster and more passionately. One of his hands was knotted into my hair by my ear, his other arm holding himself up above me as his legs wedged between my thighs. “This modern life is a bore. All is fair in love and war.” 

He left me gasping and breathless when he pulled away, his mouth moving onto my neck. My hands smoothed through the back of his hair, rolling my shoulders up towards him as his mouth found my bare breast. 

I heard the door creak open a little bit, but Jasper bit into my nipple, making me call out in pleasure and drowning out the noise.  

“You taste good,” Jasper sleepily mumbled as he kissed down my stomach and began to tug my panties down. 

“Oh, hello,” I gasped as his head went between my legs and he began to kiss me there. He pushed my legs far apart, his soft mouth tugging on my clit over and over again. 

The bed shifted beside me, a gentle hand going into my hair. Edward leaned down to kiss my mouth, his other hand going to my breast. 

“Oh fuck,” I whined against his lips as Edward plucked at my nipple. Jasper added his fingers inside of me. “Oh, fuck.” My back arched off the bed. Jasper hummed loudly when I came, not stopping. “Fuck, fuck fuck,” I whimpered as Edward's hands clasped my wrists to the bed into the pillows around my head. “Fuck me!” I begged. 

“Such a mouth on you,” Edward teased me, kissing me again with a smirk. “Who?”

“Both of you. Jasper then you,” I told him desperately. I heard the drawer open in the darkness, the alarm song just playing over and over again on repeat in the background. 

I pulled Jasper up so I could kiss him, tasting myself all over his lips and chin. He was grinning as his mouth moved over mine, his boxers gone and his bare erection brushing between my legs in the best way. When he pulled away he lifted up on his knees between my legs and kissed Edward fully on the mouth. My lover rubbed Jasper's erection, earning soft moans from him. He helped him put on his condom, his mouth on Jasper’s neck as he rolled it down. 

“Good mornin,” I said in a thickly sweet accent as he slid down on top of me and pushed deep inside all in one swift movement. 

“G'day,” he joked, making me giggle until he pushed somewhere deep inside and made me moan loudly. “Fuck, that's it. Oh,” he drew out, his forehead against mine. 

“There, there, oh fuck there,” I cried out in surprise as he shifted his angle slightly and started to move faster. My toes pointed in the air as my legs totally stiffened from the force of my orgasm. “Oh, wow,” I said too loudly, making Jasper laugh a little happily. He captured my mouth in a kiss, picking up his speed so he could reach his climax. My mouth opened widely against his, my head tilting back. 

“Damn,” he growled when he came with a shudder. “What a way to wake up.”

I laughed, my hand on my forehead. I reached my other hand for my boyfriend, biting my bottom lip but still smiling widely. Edward happily leaned down and kissed my lips again. 

“And here I was going to wake him up with coffee.” Edward smiled against my mouth, his hand brushing my hair back against my forehead. Jasper slid off of me to throw away the condom and Edward took his spot. I forced him onto his back, his best friend laying down beside him once he was done. “I love watching you together.” 

I slid down on Edward easily, already very wet. He reached for Jasper, pulling him into a kiss as I rode him. His other hand slid between my legs where we were joined and rubbed his thumb over my clit. 

“That's not fair how easy that is,” I complained as I came again, my fingers digging into his pecs as I continued to rock against him. 

“I like feeling her cum,” Jasper said against Edward's lips, holding his chin in his hand. My lover moaned as Jasper dragged his tongue drag over his open mouth and across his upper lip. “Is it good, darling?”

“Yes,” he whimpered, lifting up to try to kiss him again. Jasper pulled away playfully before smiling, rubbing his nose over Edward's. He knotted his fingers into Jasper's hair. “Kiss me,” he begged him. “I need to kiss you.”

Their fiery kiss brought him over the edge quickly, cumming with a soft happy groan that echoed in his chest. 

“Good morning, darling,” Jasper breathed as he smoothed his hand over his jaw, just a little more than a hair away from his lips as he spoke. 

“I made you coffee,” his best friend told him warmly. “It's by your phone.”

“Thanks,” Jasper said in a soft whisper. You could tell how touched he was by the tone of his voice. 

I slid down beside Edward, totally spent and happy. I finally reached over and picked up Jasper’s phone. His alarm had been going off for nearly thirty minutes. I turned it off and passed it to him as I laid my arm over my boyfriend’s chest. 

“I'm ready to go back to bed. Wake me up in four or five hours to do it again,” I mumbled into Edward's tattoo. 

​“Breakfast or a shower first?” I asked, glancing over to Edward. He smiled at me, pressing his face into my hair. He seemed to be shy now that I was awake and happily watching them both. 

“I could use a shower,” he admitted. 

“I'd like that as well,” Jasper agreed. 

"Let me use the loo first. Hold on a minute." Edward pulled away from me and headed to the bathroom. I watched his tight ass as he went, smiling to myself. 

That man's body made me need a cigarette. Or, perhaps something more relaxing. 

I sat up in bed and reached into the bedside table. There was an ashtray and a new silver box of rolled joints with filters that Edward liked along with a lighter. I pulled one out silently and sat back against the headboard with the handsome man watching me curiously the entire time. Carefully I lit it, taking a long drag. Jasper rested his head on my lap since he was still laying down on the bed. I brought the joint to his lips in an offer, holding it while he took a drag for himself.  After a few moments, he took it from my fingers, blowing out a slow stream of smoke from his soft pink lips in a long cloud. 

“Oh, that's strong.” He passed it back to me so I could take another hit. He didn't seem too bothered by it though. He didn’t even cough. “Tastes good, though.”

“He got a new kind this time,” I mused thoughtfully as I looked at the marijuana cigarette between my fingers before bringing it to my lips. It had a sweeter flavor. “I like it,” I told him, lighting the joint again so that the cherry glowed red at the end. I held it for him again until he pulled away for air, his eyes closing as his lungs filled.

  I tapped the ashes into the tray. With my fingernail I traced his strong square jaw, mapping his face with my fingertips as I smoked. I took another long drag, a little buzz already going on in the back of my head. He took the joint back, so I played with the end of his mustache, twisting it with my fingers gently. Jasper lifted the joint so I could take a hit while he was holding it between his thick fingers. His arm was so muscular. I slid my fingers up the muscles until I reached his wrist, tilting my head slightly as I sucked the smoke into my lungs.  

Edward returned from the bathroom to come to sit beside me on the bed. He leaned in, kissing me deeply while I held the smoke in my lungs. His mouth tasted sweet like toothpaste. He pulled away slowly with a satisfied smile and took the joint from Jasper to take a long hit of his own. He leaned his head back against the headboard, closing his eyes in contentment.  

“Can I just spend the rest of my vacation like this?” My boyfriend asked lightly, taking a second drag and blowing it out of his nose sharply. He tapped the ashes carefully into the tray before he held the joint for Jasper to take his turn. They held eye contact as they did, Jasper resting his hand on Edward’s' wrist. You could practically see the heat between them. 

“I'd be happy to oblige,” Jasper told him softly. “I do have to work at some point though. But not today though, thankfully.”

I took the joint for a hit, feeling pretty high already despite only having a little. It had been hours since I had eaten. I held it to my lips and sucked in deeply until my lungs were full. Closing my eyes, I enjoyed the sensation with my head against my boyfriend's shoulder. I took another small hit, kissing it into the air slowly.  

“I think I have a smoking fetish. I like watching you do that way too much,” Edward mumbled almost to himself, making me laugh quietly. 

I took a long hit and then leaned down to kiss the smoke into Jasper's eager mouth. Edward pulled the blunt from my fingers while I kissed his friend, so I brought both hands to his cheeks. My breasts were practically swinging in his face as we made out. He didn't mind in the least. I loved how he sucked on my tongue, coaxing it into his own mouth with his own gently. Jasper's fingers massaged the back of my head. When I lifted my head up for air Edward quickly pulled me into a kiss of his own. They weren't going to give me time to breathe. I would have held my breath forever to be kissed like that.  

When the joint started finally getting low, I stood up from the bed, stretching my arms over my head to pop my back. Since they were finishing it up together, I went to my luggage to pick out my clothes for the day. I was going to switch into sexier panties and the tightest pair of high waisted hot pants that I brought only because Edward liked them so much. I just wore them around the house for him and to bed mainly. They were a dark navy blue and didn't really wholly cover my ass. I picked out a white, low cut, halter top with a built-in bra. I took off my shirt, knowing full well they were watching me from behind. I pulled my messy ponytail out, shaking it loose and rubbing my fingers through my hair. I picked out my lotion and my perfume for after the shower, arranging everything I wanted. Finally, I picked out some knee socks because my feet were cold and Edward loved them. I really did have to show him my school girl outfit.  

I stretched again, cracking my back loudly with my arms over my head. I bent forward and then almost entirely back until my fingers touched the ground just to stretch my stiff muscles. They were both looking at me intently with their mouths open just a bit when I turned around. I ignored them but smiled to myself as I walked to the bathroom to turn on the water in the shower. When I took off my panties I tossed them into the bedroom, going into the already hot water without them.  

Edward was out of the bed almost comically fast. He followed me into the shower, a nude Jasper following not far behind. 

The shower was a big rectangular space, more than enough room for all three of us to comfortably move around. I got under the water first, letting it soak my hair and drip down my body. I switched places with Edward, allowing him under the water next. He groaned in pleasure as the hot water hit him. Jasper looked up at him like he was an Adonis, his hands sliding up his wet chest. 

Edward pulled him into a kiss with his hands on his cheeks, turning him so that Jasper was under the water completely. They kissed for a long time, their erections rubbing against the other one's stomach because of their tight embrace. Jasper's hand gripped both of Edward’s ass cheeks firmly, holding their bodies together so they were skin to skin. The water glistened on their warm pink flesh, making them slippery against one another. They were both so hard already.

When he pulled away from his demanding mouth, Edward looked down at him with such wanting. Then he went down to his knees slowly before bringing Jasper's cock into his mouth hungrily. Jasper's thick fingers wrapped around the back of my neck, pulling me into a kiss while he was being pleasured by my sexy boyfriend.  

"You taste so good. I want you to cum in his mouth," I purred in Jasper's ear as I pushed Edward's slick hair back away from his forehead. Jasper gasped loudly, moaning and cursing under his breath as he pressed his body back against the cold tile wall. I was pressed against his side, the hand that was on my neck sliding down to my ass. I kissed his jaw, gasping when his hand went between my legs from behind.  

"Oh god, your mouth is fucking perfect," Jasper cried out, his eyes closed tightly. His head bumped back against the wet white tile, his hair sticking to it. "Shit, I'm going to cum.  Use your tongue. Yes, just like that." His mouth was hanging open just a little.  

"Fuck, yes," he growled roughly, his hips jerking wildly into Edward's mouth. When he came, my boyfriend pulled back slightly in surprise so that it got all over his mouth and chin as well. Jasper pulled him up quickly so he could kiss him forcefully, licking it from his chin with his thick hand wrapped around Edward's throat.  

Edward pressed him against the side of the shower as hard as he could, both of his hands in Jasper's hair as he kissed him roughly back. He was so turned on and so focused on the man in his grasp. I didn't know what else to do but watch them, horny and overwhelmed with their passion. Is this what we looked like? I wanted to take pictures of them together. That would be a fantastic book no one else would ever be allowed to see.  

I didn't even realize I was chewing on the side of thumb until Edward pulled my hand away and leaned over to kiss me while he still had Jasper pinned. He held my wrist tightly, kissing me until I was dizzy with the force. When he pulled away, he rested his forehead against mine, panting, and whispered, "I love you." 

"I love you, too," the words sounded so desperate and breathless.  

He took his hand from Jasper's hair and slid it along his jaw as he looked intently into his eyes. Edward ran his thumb over his bottom lip. “I want you to suck on my cock again.”

Jasper seductively licked his thumb and then kissed his palm before dropping to his knees in front of my lover. Edward put a hand on the wall to help him stay upright, using it for balance. He closed his eyes tightly, his mouth opened in a silent O. When he opened them they focused on me, smiling for a brief, breathless second. His other hand went to my breast, plucking at my nipple roughly.  

Edward slid his hand between my legs as he received his enthusiastic blow job. He was rough, but I was wet enough to make his fingers almost instantly slick. Two of his fingers pushed easily inside of me.  

“Play with yourself,” he commanded in a low voice. 

My fingers went to my clit slowly, my other hand squeezing my own breast so that he could watch me. I brought myself to the edge on his curling and twisting fingers. Hearing him moan was too much, making me squeeze them tightly as I came.

  He was barely holding onto his own, his breath ragged and his body jerked. I brought his cum covered fingers to my lips, sucking them into my mouth until they actually hit the back of my throat. This was all he needed, leaning his head hard against the tiles as he cried out loudly. Jasper did not want to miss a drop, nursing him further for a long minute. It was slow and gentle, his eyes focused upon him to make sure it still felt good.  

Jasper went to kiss Edward when he stood, but I stopped him, pulling him to my mouth instead so I could taste my lover's orgasm in his mouth. His tongue slid over mine, holding my face with both of his hands as he gave me what I wanted eagerly. He pressed me against the back of the cold shower tile as he forcefully kissed me, his strong hands lifting me up by the thighs until I wrapped my legs around his waist. He held me there, kissing my lips, neck, and chest. 

“We might actually want to use soap before the water gets cold,” I teased them as Jasper was very certainly giving me a big hickey. He bit down, making me squeal with laughter. He obviously enjoyed the reaction because he tickled my neck with his mustache afterward, smiling widely, to make me giggle some more. 

"In a minute..." He mumbled against my skin.
 
When I climbed out of the shower, I pulled out a soft towel, drying off all over contentedly with a giant smile on my dopey face.

“Fuck,” Jasper mumbled as he shot the liquor down his throat with his head tilted back. He grimaced at the burn. “I am not going to be able to drive home.”

“Ya think?” Edward laughed, taking a swig from his half drank beer that sat beside the bottle of whiskey. 

“You can stay here,” I promised him. “I was going to make a nice breakfast in the morning. You can stay and join us.”

Edward’s head lolled to one side so he could look at his friend. “She is the best cook. Holy shit, so good.” He was very drunk. 

“I know- But… I can take an Uber if it's not okay,” Jasper said, worriedly. He was mindlessly playing with one end of his mustache as he did, his other arm wrapped around his abdomen.  

“No, it's no problem.” I shook my head quickly. “Besides, I wouldn't want you wandering around all drunk. Someone might take advantage of you.”

“If only,” Jasper laughed, tossing his controller onto the couch beside him. “I am too drunk for this. Let's watch a film or something.”

Edward turned it to Netflix on the PlayStation and gave Jasper the controller. He shotgunned the rest of his beer then went to the kitchen and brought us fresh drinks. I sat cuddled up to my boyfriend in the dark, his arm around me along the back of the couch. At first, he simply rested his head very close to mine on the cushion, his hand on my thigh. But as time went on, he slowly began to brush his nose against my cheek and jaw until I slowly tilted my head far enough to give him access to my neck. Lightly he began to pepper my skin with kisses until finally, he began to suckle at the nape of my neck. 

Jasper watched us hungrily from the other couch, biting his bottom lip between his gapped teeth. I held his gaze, the heat of it making me tingle deep in the pit in my stomach. He adjusted in his spot uncomfortably, his eyes flitting back to the screen whenever Edward would come up for air. He was too drunk to care if his friend was there, watching us. They had both gone much deeper in the bottle than I had, but I was drunk too. I couldn't look away from Jasper, his desire written clearly on his face. Edward's large hand slid around my thigh, in between my legs above the hem of my shorts. I could see Jasper’s erection, his eyes on his friend's hand. 

 When the movie was over, I went into the hall closet to fetch Jasper some blankets and pillows for the couch. The boys were cleaning up the living room while listening to music from my phone again. Edward put on some random playlist and was dancing as he carried bottles. The glass clanked loudly into the recycling bin. He was in such a good mood from hanging out with his best friend so much. And probably from making out, too.  

“I love this song,” I said, dancing as a new song came on. I did it right with the beat, loose enough to thoroughly enjoy the sound without worrying who was looking at me. I rolled my shoulders with my arms above my head, my hips and waist wiggling to the song in perfect time to the beat. 

“Oi, you're a good dancer,” Jasper commented, genuinely impressed. He came over to me, dancing with me funnily. He was doing the running man, making me laugh loudly.  

"She was a ballerina," Edward shouted from the kitchen, not seeing us fucking around.  

"Can you do the thing on your toes?" He asked as he suddenly stopped.  

  I lifted up on my toes as much as possible with no toe shoes on. I lifted my arms above my head while maintaining my footing and did a little spin before I gracefully lifted my leg behind me in an attitude position. Jasper clapped loudly. So I began to twerk just to make him laugh. It worked, and he started to do it with me. I giggled stupidly as he began to dance sensually, funnily biting his finger.  

“You idiot,” Edward laughed at Jasper from the kitchen doorway.

When the next song started, Edward began dancing with me from behind, kissing me lightly as he did. He had his hand wrapped loosely around my waist, holding my body to his. I dipped low and came back up slow. He watched my ass in appreciation as it came back up against his crotch.  

“I can do that, too,” Jasper joked, doing the same to his friend from beside me. I laughed loudly again as Edward played along, dancing with him as well. He rested one of his hands on Jasper's hip while his arm was still around me. All of us were playfully dancing with each other to what I was pretty sure was one of my favorite stripper songs. I wasn't going to tell them that though. 

Jasper turned to face us, grinding up against Edward closely. He did not hesitate to do it back, both of them having a good sense of timing and too drunk to care. They were being stupid and having fun. They were playfully bumping up against one another, both egging the other on. Jasper brought one hand to Edward's waist and the other to his shoulder. He was incredibly close to me as well, shoulder to shoulder. I could smell the peppermint on his breath. We were all bundled together, laughing and playing. 

Jasper's hand slowly moved along his friend's shoulder to his neck. Without any warning, he brought his hand to the back of Edward's neck and pulled him down the short distance for a kiss. It lasted for a long second, Jasper's eyes getting wide as he realized what he was doing but he didn't pull away. I stopped dancing, watching with my mouth agape.  

“Oh,” Edward said, wide-eyed with surprise as he pulled away from the kiss. He was breathless and red-cheeked, his mouth opened just a little as he tried to calm himself. His bottom lip was glistening a little from Jasper's mouth. His own tongue brushed along the edges before Edward finally closed his.  

“I am... so sorry. I shouldn't have done that. Crap. I- " He tried to pull away, but Edward still had his hand on his side. He looked at me and then back to my boyfriend. "You know what? Fuck it," Jasper paused, taking a deep breath. "Tony, I've been attracted to you for ages, and I realize you have a wonderful girlfriend and I would never want to do anything to damage that relationship. I adore her, too. But... I've always thought you were so fucking hot and I've always wanted to kiss you. Since we were kids. Sorry," he babbled out. He then pointed at me. "And, she said I could."  

"Hey! Wait," I laughed nervously, feeling so flushed. "There was a lot of conversations that led to that, and I don't know, I thought you'd talk to him before. Or, maybe come out first." 

  "I know, I know. I'm sorry. I'm very drunk, and it's so hard to think straight," Jasper frowned, he looked down at his feet awkwardly before glancing back to Edward. "I'm so sorry." 

Between the dancing and the wrestling along with the liquor it was too much for poor Jasper. I watched with my lip between my teeth, unsure of what was about to happen. 

“You just should have warned me. I wasn't prepared,” Edward answered, placing his hand on Jasper's cheek and leaning down to kiss him again. I gasped in surprise, his hand still on my waist and holding me tightly. I watched intently as they kissed passionately, their tongues playing with one another. Earlier in the shower, I had exactly no idea how sexy it would be to watch them kiss. But watching them in person was... wow.  I knew how good Edward’s mouth felt on mine. I knew how it felt when his tongue did those things to my own and how it turned me on. I could see in his friend's face that it was turning him on as well. Jasper's hand slid over Edward's neck, his thumb running along his jaw. 

“Woof,” Jasper said in a huff under his breath when he finally pulled away, his eyes a little glossed over. His lips were slightly red and swollen, his chest heaving. 

“I'm sorry, I should have-” Edward started to say to me, looking over at me with instant worry on his face. I stopped him with a kiss of my own, tasting Jasper on his lips. Edward's hand still rested on his friend's shoulder. I reached out low between us and Jasper took my hand, squeezing it as I continued to kiss his best friend deeply. 

"Is he a good kisser?" I asked my lover against his lips, his pale pink cheeks glowing with heat. Edward nodded his head a little shyly. I smiled as I brushed my nose along his. "Can I kiss him, too?" I asked in a silky voice. He nodded again slowly with a tiny grin as he swallowed hard, making me smile at how cute he was being. He was so turned on and flustered. He had been so in control a second before.  

Jasper smiled at me so brilliantly that I didn't even have to ask if he wanted me to kiss him, his hand going to my hip with his other hand on Edward's. Turning to the side, I pulled his face down to mine for a slow kiss with both hands on his muscular neck. His mustache tickled my cheeks pleasantly. He was an excellent kisser, his mouth demanding and plush soft. He was perhaps even better than my boyfriend.  

My ass was pressed against Edward with the force of the kiss, his mouth on my bare shoulder. I was already so wet, and he was rock hard against my back. The way Jasper kissed me, pressing me hard against my love as he could, made me feel perfectly dizzy. I couldn't believe all of this was happening and it almost felt like a happy, erotic, dream.  

I was breathless when I pulled away, my hand reaching behind me to play with Edward's hair as he continued to love on my neck. Jasper reached over me, my body still pressed in between them, as he pulled Edward into another kiss. I still had my fingers in his hair as they kissed fiercely. Jasper's erection ground into my stomach.

I began to kiss Jasper's neck languidly, working a little hickey just at the spot above the collar of his t-shirt as this thick fingers squeezed my ass. I knew Edward could feel his hand pressed between us as well. I rubbed my hand through his hair, tugging it at the edge roughly. He gasped into Jasper's mouth. 

“He likes it when you pull his hair,” I whispered sexily in Jasper's ear before tugging on the bottom of the lobe with my teeth gently. He turned his face slightly into mine, his cheek brushing against mine as his mouth still hovered close to Edward's. 

He ran his fingers through the back of Edward's hair, the tips brushing along mine as he did, and pulled it firmly in a fistful. “Like this?” He asked very close to Edward’s’ lips. 

“Yes,” he moaned before kissing Jasper again forcefully. One of his hands slid underneath my shirt along my stomach while the other hand drifted over my thigh. Jasper's other hand was on my waist as well, pushing my shirt up from the other side. 

Jasper pulled away from him to kiss me firmly, his hand going further up my shirt as he did. Edward cupped one my breasts over my bra, squeezing it tightly with his strong fingers. He bit along the side of my neck, scraping his teeth roughly between light licks and kisses. My hand slid behind me so that I could grip him through his jeans. He rocked against my touch, needing the friction.  

“Do you want to fuck us?” I asked Jasper sweetly, sliding one of my hands down the center his chest. His muscles were granite hard, matching his thick muscular arms. 

"Yes." He held my throat with his strong hand, his thumb rubbing along my chin slowly. I licked the tip, making him grin hungrily. He brushed his wet thumb over my swollen lip, dragging it slowly down my chin again.  

“Do you want to fuck us?” I asked Edward as seductively as I could. Jasper's thumb rubbed down the center of my throat as I glanced back at my boyfriend. My head lolled against his shoulder, my eyes half-lidded with my own desire. 

"Fuck yes," he answered, his hungry mouth on mine quickly. He looped his finger with Jasper's jeans, tugging him as tightly to us as possible. Jasper kissed my neck, one of his hands going to my other breast, so they were being squeezed at the same time by two different beautiful men. I gasped and whined, my hand sliding down to Jasper's erection, dragging my fingers over the denim.  

The kiss was only broken for a moment to remove my shirt over my head. Jasper smoothed both hands over my chest, squeezing my rigid nipples through my lacy red bra. Edward unhooked it easily from behind, pulling it down my shoulders so that it fell to the floor. I was exposed so quickly. My whole body was tingling. 

Edward’s open mouth brushed against mine, his tongue curling along my upper lip. I was panting and flushed. I felt Jasper's lips just below my ear before he ran his nose along the lobe. 

“Your nipples are perfect,” he whispered in my ear before quickly leaning down to bring one into his mouth. Loudly, I cried out in gasping surprise. Goosebumps were raised up my arms and chest. 

"She likes it so much rougher than you'd expect," Edward told him in a ragged voice, stroking the back of his hair as he played with my nipples. Jasper began to suck harder, scraping his teeth over my nipple as he tightened his fingers around my breast. It made me literally weak in the knees, but Edward was holding me up. He cupped my other breast, tugging on my other nipple with his finger and thumb. Jasper leaned over and bit the nipple Edward had just pinched while my lover still held my breast in his hand.  

“Fuck,” I whined, my panties drenched between my legs. I could feel the wetness dripping down my thighs just a little as my thighs rubbed together. I pulled off Jasper's tight t-shirt, throwing it to the floor before attacking his mouth. I guided Edward’s hand to Jasper's erection as we kissed. He jerked a little in surprise before relaxing into the sensation of our hands on him. Edward didn't need much encouragement or guidance, fondling him through the fabric. 

“I wonder if you'd like sucking on his cock as much as you like eating me,” I teased Edward in a playful whisper. Jasper opened his mouth in a small aroused smile, his breath coming out in slow pants. 

“Would you like to watch me suck on him?” He purred in my ear, his beard brushing against my skin pleasantly. I nodded slowly, biting at Edward's chin. 

He undid Jasper's jean button, sliding the zipper down slowly. I slid my hand over his boxer covered erection. I could tell he was thick through the thin fabric. Edward went down to his knees beside me as I pulled Jasper free from his boxers. His erection was indeed thick, veins pulsing up the full pink length, and he was already straining from his arousal. My lover was so gentle and slow as he took him into his mouth. It wasn't shy or unsure in any way though. Jasper's eyes looked into mine, surprised and happy. I petted my boyfriend’s hair as he was pleasured his best friend generously. It was tentatively paced at first, but as he became surer of what he was doing it was clear that he was enjoying himself. 

“Oh, darling,” Jasper purred as I kissed his neck, one arm around my waist and the other on his friend's head. Edward was taking more and more in, his hand gripping him tightly as he guided him into his twisting mouth. “Be careful. I don't want to cum yet. That feels so good.” He didn't stop though. He bobbed his head further down, taking all of him into his mouth at once. He yanked Edward's head back roughly. “Stop. Not yet.”

Edward smiled up at us, pleased with himself. "Shall we make her cum first instead?" He was still rubbing Jasper at a slow, steady pace with his hand as he watched us. His friend smiled and nodded, running his hand from the back of Edward's head to his slightly wet cheek.  

They quickly turned their attention to me. Edward unbuttoned my jeans and in one move pulled my panties down with my shorts. Jasper came behind me, his wet erection against my bare ass as both of his hands gripped my breasts roughly. Edward propped my leg over his shoulder, his tongue on my clit so quickly. There was no hesitation. I almost didn’t have any time to react at all. A quiet squeak eeked from my lips they took over total control. 

“Oh,” I drew out loudly. Jasper slid one hand around my throat, bringing me into a ferocious kiss while still standing behind me. Edward added his fingers inside of me roughly. He twisted and curled them as he moved his lips over my clit. It didn't take very long to bring me to my climax. I was only able to stay upright because of their hands all over my body. 

It was the hottest thing I had ever experienced in my entire life.
“Watch this,” I heard Edward say just as he added another finger and began to fuck me forcefully with them. He knew just the place to tap with them, brushing along the spot. He nursed the orgasm into another. There was a little cum gushing from me uncontrollably, my body only held up by Jasper's hand around my throat. I was gasping and moaning, lost to the feeling as my eyes shut tightly. 

"Christ, that's so hot." Jasper's erection rubbed against my ass, a hot sticky bead of his own cum dripping down my cheek. My hips rocked against him, massaging it into my skin. "I love watching you touch her."

"I like watching you touch her, too." He grinned wickedly, dragging his tongue between my thighs. Jasper pinched one of my nipples, squeezing it as their eyes stayed locked on one another. 

I had to pull Edward away to make him stop. I slid my leg down, feeling shaky. He moved both of his hands over the back my bare thighs and ass, kissing my stomach. Jasper nuzzled along my cheek, his fingers splaying wide along my skin just underneath my breasts. I turned my face to kiss him lightly. They had to feel my trembling. 

“Let's go to our room,” I told them both, one of my hands going over Jasper's and the other going over Edward's soft cheek. I wasn’t sure how long my feet could keep me up if they kept doing that to me.  

Edward was the only one with pants on when we got to our bedroom. Jasper pulled him into a rough kiss while he undid his blue jeans for him. He was in no way meek as he took him into his hand and aggressively began to jerk Edward off for a moment. He led him over to the bed, forcing him to sit down on the edge of the mattress. Jasper went to his knees in front of my boyfriend so he could bring his erection into his mouth just as he had done for him before.

I went to the drawer of fun and pulled out some of the lube and condoms that we had, along with some of the toys, so they were just in easier reach if we wanted to use them. I crawled onto the bed behind Edward, my breasts pressed against his back as I sucked on his ear.  

“Your cock looks so good in his mouth,” I breathed into his ear as I slid my arms around his chest. He was moaning, his head lolled back with one hand on the back of Jasper's head. And, boy was Jasper going for it hard. His head was bobbed up and down aggressively, twisting his hand around the base up to meet his lips with each quick pass. He swallowed him all down with little effort, letting him hit the back of throat over and over again. 

"Fuck," Edward whimpered out. He bit into his lip, straining and shaking with his pleasure. He wanted to cum so badly, but he wanted everything to last as long as possible. "Not yet," he growled before he pulled Jasper up by the arm roughly. He straddled his waist, erection against erection, as he passionately took my lover's mouth. There were years of desire in their kisses. 

“I want to fuck her and then I want you to fuck me,” Jasper told him confidently when he pulled away. “Is that okay?”

“I've never done that before,” Edward admitted softly. He wasn't saying that he didn't wish to do it, but rather hinted at his fear at his performance. He had no reservations about me being fucked by his best friend. 

Jasper took both of their erections in one of his hands, rubbing them up and down between his thick fingers at the nicest tempo. “Don't worry, I'll show you how.” Edward's head lolled back again with the pleasure he was receiving, his hips lifting in time with his hand. 

“Can I fuck her, Anthony?” He asked him warmly, enjoying his command of the situation. Edward smiled just a little as he tried to keep his eyes open. “Are you going to enjoy watching me fuck your girlfriend?”

“Yes,” he admitted in a heated tone, saying it through his teeth as Jasper continued to pleasure him with his hands. He looked up at me, my chest heaving with my obvious excitement. 

“How does she like to be fucked, darling?” His eyes were on me hotly.

“Rough,” Edward smirked lustfully against Jasper’s neck as he kissed it, “I want to watch her ride you.”

They kissed for another moment before finally pulling apart. Edward turned on the bed and pulled me into a kiss while Jasper put on a flavored condom that we had for some reason. I wasn't even sure where it was from. When he came to stand back beside the bed, I leaned forward to taste it, swallowing as much as I could in one quick go. It was grape flavored, slightly sticky plastic-y sweet. I bobbed my head up and down on him for just a moment before pulling away with a pleased smile. 

Edward pulled him down onto the bed, so I crawled over to straddle Jasper's waist. His thick fingers dragged over my ass, squeezing and kneading my flesh roughly. I leaned down to kiss him, and as I did, he brought one of his hands between my legs so he could rub a finger over my clit. I gasped in surprise against his lips, and he dragged his tongue over my upper lip. 

I gushed a little as soon as I slid down on his thickness, all of my arousal pooling on his stomach as I cried out in sheer pleasure. I had been turned on for too long not to. I could feel it against my thighs and ass as I moved. I ground against him hard, my fingers going to my own clit so I could get myself off on him. I wanted him to feel what my orgasm felt like around his cock. But Edward tugged my hand away and put my favorite toy on just the right spot from behind. 

The noise that came out of my throat was deep and loud as I rocked back against my boyfriend in pleasure. 

“That's it, love. Show him how good your pussy is,” he spoke into my ear in a low whisper. Jasper's hands were on my hips, guiding me down on him. I had no control over my body anymore. I squeezed him tightly, feeling all of the muscles in my lower legs stiffen as well. 

“God, dove, I love how you cum,” Jasper groaned loudly with his head thrown back against the mattress, his fingers digging into my skin. Edward turned up the toy, making both Jasper and I cry out in rapture in unison. Both of us could feel the vibrations in our stomachs, rocking us both forward towards the inevitable.

Jasper gave into his joy, cumming hard inside of me. He held my hips so tightly down on his erection he might have left bruises. My own orgasm milked him until he was shaking and spent.

As soon as he pulled his erection free from my body Edward force his own condom covered cock inside of me from behind while I still straddled Jasper's body. I cried out in surprise, laying my face on his firm chest with my hands unable to keep myself up anymore. Jasper guided my mouth into a kiss, letting me get fucked from behind for several minutes by my lover over him. I must have been dripping all over his thighs. 

Finally, Edward pulled out, leaving me shaking on top of the other beautiful man. Neither of them would give me a moment though.

Jasper flipped me onto my back, pushing my legs apart. He began to eagerly eat me, sucking my already swollen clit into his mouth. Both of my hands went to the back of his head, holding him in place as he aggressively pleasured me with his tender mouth. He quickly added his fingers deep within me. 

“How many more times can I get you off?” He purred, lapping at my lips with slow dragging licks. 

“As many as you want,” I responded breathlessly, brushing my hair away from my eyes. He added another finger inside of me. His other hand began to play with the other hole between my legs. I don’t think he wasn't expecting my intense reaction. My body arched towards him, my legs kicking out at the sensation. 

"Hand me the lube?" Jasper asked, arousal tinting his tone. When he got it, he pulled Edward into a kiss just for a second. He got my cum all over my boyfriend's face. "Put on a fresh condom." 

The lube was pleasantly cold again my already hot wet skin. He knew exactly what he was doing as he pushed a finger into my ass. Edward had yet to do this to me. I loved it. 

“Do you like it up your ass, dove?” he asked, adding another finger inside gently. He kissed my clit slowly as he fucked both holes with his fingers. 

“Yes,” I breathed out, unable to do or say anything else. “Oh, my god. Yes…”

"Has he fucked that perfect ass of yours?" He asked then he tugged on my clit with his teeth. I shook my head slowly, my body visibly shuddering and jerking at his fucking. "Aw," he drew out playfully. He was so confident, and it was sexy as hell. "I'd love to bend you over the bed and fuck your tight ass." 

He lifted up some so that he could take Edward's mouth into a kiss as he continued to forcefully finger fuck me. I rubbed my own clit, going in time with him. Edward sat on the bed beside me, not breaking the kiss with him until I came literally screaming. He smiled naughtily as Jasper rested his forehead against Edward's temple.

I slowly pulled away, making room so that Edward could lay down on the bed in the middle. I kissed my love's mouth, happily aroused still. Jasper rubbing lube all over Edward's erection eagerly. 

Jasper forced himself down onto him, his eyes rolling back into his head as he did. He was already starting to become harder again. They were both so young and healthy that they could both go all night if they wanted to. Everything about what they were doing was so sexy. 

Edward was loving being so well fucked. His face twisted and scrunched in pleasure, his mouth hanging open as Jasper drove himself steadily up and down. His hands rested on my boyfriend's chest, digging his fingers into his pecs as he rode him.

I leaned over him on my knees. I kissed his mouth before moving down his chin to his chest. He caught my breast in his mouth, moaning around my nipple as he suckled it. I slid my hands over Jasper's, my eyes closed as I enjoyed the attention.  

“Sit on my face,” Edward told me roughly, his hand twisting the other nipple between his fingers. I moaned at the perfect pain, already so aroused I could barely think. I quickly gave him what he wanted, sitting on my knees on top of him even though my body already felt like jello. I leaned forward, taking Jasper's half hard erection into my mouth quickly. He grew firmer with the soft sucking and hard fucking.

My lover was the first to cum, but Jasper followed again very quickly right after. He spilled into my mouth and on my face as Edward devoured my already very sensitive body. What made me lose it again though is when he ran his tongue over my ass. I had been tasted in every possible way, and it made me feel so completely satisfied. Every part of me was electric.  

We all collapsed on the bed, Edward in the middle and Jasper on one side while I was on the other. We both had on a head on a shoulder, all of us shaking and panting. Jasper held my hand from across Edward's stomach, weaving my fingers with his own. He kissed my forehead then Jasper's sweetly, letting his lips linger on both for a long loving second. We were all sweaty and sticky.
“I'm so glad you said we could do this,” Jasper told me, our faces eye level. He smiled charmingly. 

"I told you he always surprises me," I said with a laugh in my voice. He laughed as well, pressing his smile into Edward's tattoo.  

When I woke up the next morning, I felt much better. It took a moment to register the gorgeous view I was waking up to. The lovely beach was golden kissed by the sun as the ocean waves gently lapped at the sandy shore. Craggy brown and red rocks lined either side of the beach, closing it off from the rest of the world. 

I knew Edward was awake behind me without looking. His hand was gently tracing slow, mindless shapes on my hip. I took his hand and tugged it upward so I could kiss it lightly. I pressed it fully against my beating heart with my own on top of his. He sighed in contentment, pressing his face into my hair and taking a deep breath. He loved the scent of my shampoo so much.  

Without a word, I pushed him onto his back and straddled his waist so I could kiss him. He was surprised but took my face in his hands so he could return the affection fully. I pulled my nightgown off and threw it to the floor. I needed to feel him. He didn’t mind in the least, hungrily taking in the view with his expressive green eyes. 

He sat up so he could kiss my chest, his hands on the small of my back as he held me up. My head fell back, my nails dragging over his scalp. I loved feeling his soft hair between my fingers. 

“Eddie,” I moaned his name breathlessly as his hands slid down the back of my thighs. 

“I love when you say my name,” he told me hotly before he took my nipple into his mouth. He drew his teeth over it, pinching it until it was completely hard. 

“Oh, fuck, Edward,” I gasped, my body rocking back with the sensation. I could feel the tips of my long hair brush along my ass as it rested on my heels. 

Suddenly I was on my back, and he was on top of me, making me giggle in surprise. He grinned proudly as I wrapped my arms around his neck. We kissed for several moments, grinding into each other like teenagers. We couldn't wiggle out of our underwear fast enough.  

"Fuck me," I begged him quietly as I solidly wrapped my legs around his waist. He slipped inside of me effortlessly. We didn't need a lot of foreplay. His hands were resting on either side of my head, gripping the pillow in his tight fists.  

“Say my name,” he commanded down at me. I like where this was going.  

I smiled a little to myself, wanting to see how naughty I could be and how far it would get me. “Eddie,” I said in the barest whisper, letting it fall from my lips slowly. It got the exact reaction I wanted. I pressed himself in faster and harder, his stomach clenched tight with the effort. 

“Louder,” he said between his teeth, hitting somewhere deep inside of me as he did. He felt it too, the tightening around him. He took his big hand and slid it over the outside of my thigh to my ass.  

“Eddie, please...” I pleaded just a little bit louder. 

His breathing was becoming ragged, and his voice strained. "Louder.”

I writhed underneath him, “Edward...” I whined as my spine arched upwards. 

He pulled out of me suddenly, and I made a noise of complaint. "I know something that will make you louder," he told me as he reached over to the bedside table and pulled out one of the toys we had brought with us that he must have already unpacked.  

He resettled between my legs on his knees and yanked me roughly upwards back onto him. I half laughed in joy, half moaned as I wrapped my hands around the wooden headboard.  Edward didn't move, but instead, put the toy on my clit and turned it on.  

"Oh, God..." I drew out loudly as my fingers tightened around the grates. When he started to move his pace was fast and hard, sudden and shocking. I arched almost entirely off the bed as an orgasm ripped through me. "Edward!" 

“That's right,” he said through his teeth. “Like that.”

I moaned his name over and over again, louder and louder as he turned up the toy to higher and higher settings. I was practically screaming it before he finally came inside of me, my own hands squeezing my own breast so hard that I probably left fingerprint bruises. There were several of Edward's hickeys already on them. I fell back against the mattress, feeling fantastic and totally satisfied.  

Then I heard the front door slam open and someone shouting loudly. 

“Oh, Christ,” Edward shouted in surprise. I was out of the bed and in the bathroom with a surprising amount of speed. “Fuck! Where are my trousers?” I heard him mumble as he rifled through the blankets and sheets. 

I heard the female voice shout once again. It sounded like she was saying, Tony. And they were mad. What the hell was going on? It would have been one thing if it were Seth or Tyler, but it certainly was not.  

I heard the bedroom door open and close before I heard someone yelling again. It was mainly Edward, though I couldn't really hear what he was saying. I wrapped myself in a towel after I washed my hands. All my clothes were in the bedroom, and I wasn't sure if I could go out to get them. I was actually a little scared. 

There was female yelling, Edward, then another man's voice. After a few minutes, there was a quiet knock at the bathroom door. 

“So, my parents are here.” Edward popped his head inside, his whole face red as a tomato. Even his ears were scarlet. 

“Oh no,” I said quietly. “You gave them a key?” When had he even seen them?

“No, I did not,” he mumbled angrily. There was practically steam coming from his ears he was fuming so.

“I need to shower before I meet your parents,” I told him honestly. I could not go out and meet his mother and father for the first time with his cum still dripping down my thighs.

“Good. Yes. Do that. Take your damn time. Impatient insane woman. You know, in fact, I'll join you.” He shoved his pants down forcefully and walked over to the shower to turn it on for us. “I could punch someone right now. We had a time set for a reason. Christ, she always just has to control the situation.”

“I'm sorry.” I rubbed his back, feeling relieved it was just his family.

“Talk about a buzzkill,” he said with a shaky tired voice.

​When I woke up in the morning, it was storming outside, the rain falling pleasantly on the glass window panes. I kissed Edward awake just after nine, unable to stand it a minute longer. I had no idea what time he got in, but I missed him too much. 

“I want to move in with you,” I told him as soon he opened his eyes.

“What?” He said sleepily, rubbing his face in confusion.

“I want to move in with you, Eddie. If this month goes well,” I told him softly, my fingers trembling. 

“Yeah?” He smiled slowly as he took in what I said in. 

"Yeah." I licked my lips as I considered what I wanted to say. He watched with an arm underneath his head, my hair falling over my shoulder and spilling onto his chest as I hovered over him. "I had all this work, and all I can think about is all the things I want to do with you. Ideas I have for you. And I was thinking about it and realized that I don't really work that much," I laughed nervously. "Once or twice a week? Maybe. I mean, I do work more than that, but the active part of it is only a few hours. I have time to do both. But...  I can promise you that sometimes I will not put your career before mine though." 

Edward's smile was so wide. "No, no. Of course not. You focus on yours, and I'll be over the moon just to live in the same state as you." He rubbed his hand over my cheek. "What made you decide…?"  

I looked away for a second to consider my answer. "There is so much magazine work in Los Angeles. It just makes sense for my career. New York has a lot of photography work, but if I want to continue to work in magazines, it's just a good idea. This is where the people I want to take pictures are going to be." I grinned down at him and traced his jaw. He kissed at my fingers. "Maybe I can do a gallery. Try to do a show," I thought out loud. "And my money is so amazing right now, anyway. My store is doing great. I've got so much saved up right now, so if anything happens between us, I'm not going to be stranded anywhere. This way, Alice can finally rent out her room again. Just everything about it makes sense." 

"I'm so glad you feel this way." He smiled adoringly up at me, brushing my hair behind my ear. "I promise if anything ever happened between us, I would do right by you and I would do my best to make sure you were in no way stranded or in a bad way. I swear to you. Not that we have to worry about that." He brushed his thumb over my lip. "You seem so... relaxed right now. Upbeat even. Not that you aren't normally," he said quickly. "It's just usually when you talk about money things…" he trailed off. I knew what he meant.  

"To be honest, they increased my anxiety medication, and it's been working really great. I started it about two weeks ago now, and I feel just worlds better already. It makes me feel a little hyper, though," I admitted with a giggle.  

“I see that,” he chuckled. “It's cute. You're so perky.”

“So, the beginning of April?” I asked him, running my hand down his smooth chest. He had just a little coppery hair trailing down from his belly button. I rubbed my fingers through it, letting my nails scrape gently along his skin. 

“Yes.” Edward grinned as I began to kiss down his chest lightly. “Yes. Whenever you want, Bells.”

"Perfect." I smiled before leaning down to kiss his belly button. "I was going to suggest going to the zoo today and maybe walking around the French Quarter, but it may be too stormy for that," I told him as I continued to kiss downwards.  

"What shall we do instead?" He pulled me on top of him, his hands on my sides. I straddled his waist, my nightgown raising around my hips as I did. He had been working out again, and he was extremely fit, his abs very defined once more.  

“Well...” I kissed his pecs lightly, looking up at him innocently. “There is the Mardi Gras Museum. Or, an art museum. There is also an aquarium. That's all indoors. The aquarium and the zoo have a paddle boat ride between them on the Mississippi, so I thought we could do that together though.”

“And the parade is on Saturday,” he said as he watched me hungrily, his tongue tracing over his teeth as his fingers moved up my arms lightly. 

"Saturday at seven, so we'd probably want to actually be there around six. We can walk there from the hotel." I continued to explain as I kissed down his sternum. I let my tongue drag down an inch or so. "So, we can do something earlier in the day, but we should get up earlier if we want to do that Saturday." 

“Mm, we'll have to check the weather,” he mused distractedly as I kissed further and further down. I tugged his underwear down. His head leaned back, Edward had his lip between his teeth as his eyes slowly shut.

"I'd like to go to the big cemetery to take pictures if that's okay." I began to massage him as I chatted like it was nothing, kissing along his hip slowly. "It would be fun to take pictures in the rain there, but I don't want to get struck by lightning." 

He chuckled, his grin making his cheeks full. "I love that you think I can hear anything you say with my dick in your hand." 

“I didn't realize that handjobs affect hearing,” I teased him with a happy giggle in my voice. “How about blowjobs?” I asked before I leaned down to take him into my mouth. Edward moaned softly, resting his hand on the back of my head gently. 

“What? Did you say something?” He joked breathlessly. I pulled my face away and laughed, laying my cheek on his bony hip. “Oh, no. Don't stop,” he complained with a little laugh of his own. 

“I'm sorry. Did you say something?” I teased him. 

“Please,” he whined playfully, pouting out his bottom lip some. 

“Please, what?” I wrapped my fingers around him again, massaging him slowly as I looked up at him as seductively as I could. 

“Please don't stop,” he said a little more seriously, his eyes focusing on my mouth as I brought my lip between my teeth.

"Tell me what you want," I told him firmly, holding his gaze as I continued to jerk him off at a slow, steady pace. He was wiggling in place a little, his hips moving in time with my hand. His breathing was starting to catch in his throat.  

“Fuck," he said under his breath, his head tilting back slowly against the pillow. "I want you to suck on me." I leaned down so I could nibble on his hip, sucking on the spot tenderly. He let out a short little laugh, making me smile against his skin. "Fuck. You're such a tease. Please suck on my cock, Bella." 

I smiled evilly before taking him into my mouth. I playfully bobbed my head up and down on him, enjoying the sensation of him going down my throat. I practically gagged on him as he hit the back, but I didn't even slow down. Edward thrust his hips up involuntarily. With one hand holding him tightly, I sucked upwards and teased his head with my tongue with little light circles around the tip. He sucked in a deep breath and moaned quietly, his fingers gripping my hair tighter.  

“I'm going to cum,” he warned in a groan. I didn't slow down, swallowing him down as he did. “Holy fuck,” he whimpered breathlessly. His back arched a little, his hips moving in time with my mouth until he spilled into it completely.

“Did you miss me?” I asked cheerfully when I pulled away. There was definitely cum on my face. I didn’t care.  

“Every second of every day.” He tugged me upwards, kissing my mouth forcefully. Edward rolled me over until he was hovering over me, tasting himself on my lips. “What a wonderful way to wake up. Thank you,” he said happily as he kissed down my chin. 

"You're so polite." I grinned at him, almost feeling euphoric.  

“Not too polite,” he said as he tugged off my panties quickly with both hands, making me giggle as he did. Edward rested on his knees in front of me, tossing the panties over his shoulder as he did. I laughed, just giddy to be around him again. “Tell me what you want.” He was trying to be more commanding but just still seemed too pleased with himself.

"I want you to fuck me with your fingers." I rested on my elbows so I could look at him. There was no stuttering for me. I knew what I wanted. I spread my legs slightly, inviting him to come in.  

 He slid his hand between my legs as I spread them slightly to give him better access. While still on my elbows, I held his gaze. “Mm, harder.”

Edward pushed his fingers inside forcefully, curling them. I moaned, falling back against the pillows. “Touch yourself,” his voice was deep and quiet.

I pulled my nightgown up a little and slid my hand over my stomach to my clit. I watched him as he fucked me, my fingers in my own hair. Rubbing in a tight little circle around the sensitive nerves, I drew my leg up so we could both have better access. His pace grew faster, harder, in time with my own fondling. I cried out at the force of my own climax, pushing my feet hard into the mattress as I bucked away from his hands. 

He laid beside me, sliding his arm underneath my neck so he could snuggle me completely. With the softest of touches, he brushed his fingers over my lips. Edward was smiling slightly, blissfully content. Thunder cracked outside loudly, making the building around us shake. 

“Oh, my. Maybe we should stay in today.”

I kissed his fingers. “I'll check the weather. Maybe we can go out tonight.”

“Sounds perfect.” He held my chin and kissed me soundly. 

The countdown began, everyone shouting the numbers around us. Edward held my gaze intently, his hand coming to rest on my shoulder. We clinked glasses gently, and I took a little sip of my drink while He finished his in one quick go. Sliding his hand up my neck, Edward brought me into a deep kiss. The champagne was still sweet on his lips. I softly brushed my tongue over the top one. He quickly caught it and massaged it with his own. He could make me weak in the knees and make the whole world disappear with one very passionate kiss. His eyes were so intense when he pulled away.  

“I love you,” I breathed against his mouth, kissing him again. Just a little peck this time. 

“I love you, too,” he said as if it was a promise. 

We slipped out of the club not long after. There were still tons of paparazzi outside, the flashing going crazy. I could see the gold lipstick on his lips as they did, making me smile in mild embarrassment. He chatted politely with them as we waited for our driver for the night, greeting them like old friends. 

“Good kiss?” One of them asked him. I reached up and wiped a little lipstick off the corner of his mouth. 

“The best,” Edward grinned, not looking the least bit bashful. 

“Who are you?” One of them asked me. 

“She's on his channel,” someone said from behind. There were so many people that I couldn't tell where the voice was coming from. It made me want to hide my face in his chest. 

“This is my girlfriend, Bella Swan. She's a photographer too, guys. So, be nice to her.” Edward squeezed my waist comfortingly. 
“Any New Year's resolutions?” A guy with a big video camera attached to his chest asked in a shout. 

“Not really. I think my life is going okay doing what I'm doing right now,” Eddie answered them, pleased with himself. “Probably just to make more dumb shit videos and continue improving on my voice acting. What about you?” He asked me, running his finger over my cheek. He was a little drunk. I leaned into his touch slightly. 

"Just to get back to working out again. I've had the holidays off, and I need to get back to it. I miss it, so I don't know if it counts," I joked. "I actually like exercising." 

“You look great,” a female voice said, somewhere. There were so many cameras flashing in my face I couldn't see anyone. 

“Thanks.” I pressed my face a little into Edward finally because of my embarrassment. He slid his hand up my back, happy to hold me to him. 

“Where is your dress from?”

I laughed. How many times had I given fake red carpet interviews in the shower? It felt a little unreal. “Macy's. I'm not sure of the name, sorry.”

"Happy New Year's, everyone," he told them politely after I gave my answer. The car pulled up, and Edward opened the door for me before the driver could. When he got in, he closed the curtains separating us from the front.  

He was so quick to pull me towards him, his grip tight and almost demanding. I tugged his bowtie loose, undoing the top button of his shirt. Laying my hand on his chest, I could feel his heart beating against my fingertips. 

“You have my lipstick all over your mouth,” I informed him with a small smile, whispering the words softly. 

“And I'm about to get even more.” He pressed his lips against mine. It felt like a dramatic Hollywood type kiss like you would see in Casablanca. 

  I slid my fingers into his hair and gripped it tightly. When I pulled it, he hissed in surprise and pleasure, my lips going to play all over his neck. I bit into his throat, scrapping my teeth roughly against his skin. I left a mark for sure. He had both of his hands on the back of the seat to keep himself up, he was turned towards me so completely. I worked the spot with my mouth as I slid one hand under his suit jacket. 

Our night might have been classy,  but that’s not how I wanted to end the evening. 

"Tonight," I began to whisper in his ear as I ran my finger over his bottom lip, "I'm going to sit on your face, and you're going to make me cum so many times.” I kissed his earlobe, a shiver coming over his entire body. I slid my hand down his chest and over his erection for just the briefest second. 

"I wish I could taste you right now," he whispered back, his hand slipping between my legs. I spread them a little, giving him better access. Edward slid his finger underneath my panties, where I was already slightly slick from kissing. He bit his bottom lip as I kissed his neck again, his finger massaging my clit gently. I had to stay completely silent, but it was so hard, a smile of pleasure stretching over my cheeks. 

When he pulled his hand away, his fingers were moist. He brought them to his lips, but I placed my hand on his own, bringing his fingers to my lips. I slowly dragged my tongue over the pad before taking them into my mouth to gently suck. His mouth was slightly agape as I drew them almost to the back of my throat, holding his gaze as I did. 

“Fuck.” Edward grabbed my face roughly, kissing me so hard that he pressed me fully onto the seat. I slid down onto the leather, him on top of me as he hungrily tasted my mouth. 

We barely got the front door closed behind us before he pushed me up against the foyer wall. He hitched my dress up over my hip, grabbing my knee as I wrapped it around his waist. His mouth was dominating, his full weight pressing pleasantly against me.

 I pushed him off me gently with a playful smile, taking his hand and leading him over to the couch. Edward unzipped my dress from behind, forcing it to the floor in a puddle at my feet. His hands went roughly to my breasts, his mouth on the back of my neck. He lavished in the attention for several moments before I turned so I could unbutton his shirt. My hands were eager to feel his bare skin.  

His hands slid down the back of my panties to grip my ass roughly. “I’ve been wanting to do this all night long.”

“Do you like my ass?” I teased him, wiggling my hips a little.

“I would say that it was my favorite part of you, but I don’t think I have a least favorite because I love them all so much,” he said with mild amusement, his voice a delicious purr. 

I’m going to do terribly wonderful things to this man. 

I bit my lip as I knelt down to undo his straining trousers. As soon as he was free, I brought him into my mouth, sucking him down my throat harder than he obviously expected. He gasped and moaned before Edward rested his hand on the back of my head, gently massaging his fingers into my hair as he relaxed into the sensation. As he got too close, he gripped my hair tightly, tugging me up to his mouth for a kiss. I loved it.  

He laid down on his big couch so that his legs were bent at the knee over the edge. I kissed his mouth and chin before straddling his face. He was so forceful with how he liked to position me. I gently rolled my hips with his stride. I reached behind me to slide my fingers into his hair gently, resting my own head back as I did. 

I got louder and louder, my thighs shaking with the effort of staying upright. He was so good at this. 

I wrapped my hand around his erection, massaging it's full length until he was moaning. He groaned and growled with pleasure between my legs against my heated wet skin. When I took him into my mouth, he gasped before attacking me more vigorously somehow. I sucked and teased as he licked and nibbled. Every time I would moan around him, he would jerk in my mouth. His hands roughly slid over my thighs and ass, occasionally gripping the flesh hard.  

He came very quickly in my mouth, dripping in a long creamy ribbon along his stomach when I finally pulled him away from my lips. I leaned down, licking him clean in slow drags. He was practically vibrating underneath me, his stomach tight with effort. 

He forced his fingers inside of me, two at once. “Edward,” I moaned against his abs as my forehead pressed against his stomach. My own orgasm was so intense that I cursed loudly, actual tears dripping from my eyes. His strong hands held me in place, nursing me through the pleasure with his caressing lips. 

I fell to the side, closing my legs tightly and giggling when I couldn't take it anymore. “Stop, I'm getting ticklish now.”

“Sorry,” he said joyfully, rolling to his side to look at me. We were face to face in opposite directions, both panting and frazzled looking. He looked as sticky as I felt.  

“We both have cum on our foreheads,” I told him with a snicker. His face flushed, turning into the couch for a second to hide his embarrassed but happy laughter. He pulled me in for a quick kiss, his hand on the back of my head. “Feel better?” I teased him. 

Edward dragged his nose against mine, a grin on his lips. “Yes.” He brushed my hair over my ear with a happy little sigh. “Happy New Year, my love.”

Edward came to stand behind me, running his hands over my shoulders and he brushed his nose against the back of my neck. He slowly unraveled my scarf and removed my hat, tossing them onto the couch. He removed my jacket and added it to the pile. He had a hungry look in his eyes.

“Is it what you hoping?”

“It's more than I expected,” I breathed out. “It's so much, Eddie.” 

He kissed along my temple, and I ran my fingers over his rough jaw. He hadn't shaved in a week for me. In fact, he wasn't going to again until he had to for work. It was already over a half inch long, reddish brown with a few black hairs mixed in and was just starting to grow the tiniest bit softer.  

“I wanted to give you something you'd never forget.” He ran his fingers over the front of my neck from behind, squeezing gently. I closed my eyes, resting my head back against his chest. Lightly he rubbed his thumb up the center to my jaw. He twisted my chin gently so that he brought my mouth up to his in a kiss, his other hand resting on my stomach.

I turned in his arms to face him, sliding his jacket off of his shoulder with my hands. He held me close to his body, his hands going down my back to my ass. He gripped it tightly as my arms went around his neck.

"Get some wine, and I'll get the water in the tub started," he told me warmly, his erection pressing against my stomach even through all the thick layers of clothing between us. I couldn't believe how turned on he was by me. I wondered what gave me such power over him.  

When I went to go towards the kitchen to get the wine that he requested he swatted my ass, making me giggle joyously.  

The glass-encased room was almost entirely surrounded by trees except for a small clearing that I couldn't see more than five feet ahead of me because it was so dark outside. The room itself was simply filled, a large California king bed, a couple of bedside drawers, a round dining table with a couple of chairs, a dresser, and the hot tub to one far end. When I came in, Edward was already stripped down to his jeans and nothing else. The room was amazingly warm because of the pleasant smelling fire. I could barely hear it crackle as he played music loudly on his phone.   

My heart was in my stomach, surrounded by a million butterfly as I looked at him. He was so beautiful, literally cloaked in stars. I didn't feel worthy. 

“Hi there,” he grinned at me. I felt so nervous for some reason I couldn't explain. He came to take the wine glasses and bottle from my hands. “You okay, my love?”

“I think I might be a little overwhelmed,” I admitted to him in a tiny voice. 

He placed the drinks on the table and came back to where I was standing, taking my waist in his hands. 

“Is it a bad thing?”

“No,” I whispered, looking up. The sky was rolling with green and blue lights. “We're literally at the top of the world, Edward. It’s amazing.”

"I wanted to show you how I feel when I am with you," he whispered sweetly. I would have called him out for being so cheesy, but he was so sincere. He was a try hard, but he was doing it because he loved me. 

 He loves me. He’s doing this for me. Wow...

Edward knelt down in from of me, helping me to get my boots and socks off. He was cautious of my broken foot and toes, but it only mildly ached now. When he stood, he brought my bulky sweater and one of my long sleeved shirts up with him. Underneath was still a thermal shirt and a tank top which he tugged off until he finally got to my bra. It was a little strange to be standing in the middle of the forest semi-nude. I was wearing that hot pink bra he had picked out at Target months ago. He still loved it. He buried his face in my chest, covering it in warm kisses.  

He lifted me by the ass and carried me to the bed where he gently laid me back. Edward worked my pants off with a grin, carefully tugging them off so not to hurt me. I was going to be so ready to get back to normal, so I could attack him in the way that I wanted to. Not being able to jump him was a real problem.  

I watched, lifting up on my elbows as he went to check on the water. There was seemingly endless amounts of hot water, and it took three spouts twenty minutes to fill the tub up completely.  

Pulling the hooks free, I tugged my bra off while he went to check. He watched me, his eyes thirsty for more. Slowly he removed his own jeans, pulling them down to the floor with his briefs. I watched with a grin, taking in the glorious view. 

When he came back to the bed, he pulled my panties down, kissing my stomach as he did. For the briefest moment, he kissed between my legs, making me moan in surprise. With a surprising amount of speed, he picked me up over his shoulder, making me squeal and giggle in happiness. He slapped my ass hard, my skin stinging pleasantly. I slapped his own ass forcefully to which I earned a funny little wiggle.  

The tub had stairs going into it, and he held the guardrail with one hand and with his other arm securely around me. He let me down into the deep water gently, dunking entirely under afterward in front of me. My feet could barely touch the bottom. When he popped back up, he pushed his wet hair away from his eyes before pulling me close to him.  

His hands were all over me as we kissed, slipping and sliding down my back and ass easily. I wrapped my arms around his neck and my legs around his waist, his erection pressed against me. Without breaking our kiss, he used his hand to help slip himself inside of me.  

I tilted my head back happily with my eyes closed as I bounced up and down on him, his hands on the small of my back to help me. When I opened my eyes slowly, I could see the Aurora Borealis and the millions of the stars that dotted the sky. There was almost no light pollution, and it was the clearest sky I had ever seen. Edward guided my hips, moaning at the sensation of me being so tight around him. The water sloshed around us, spilling over the edges with force. 

We played in the hot water, touching, kissing, and fucking without ever reaching our climaxes. When it was finally starting to get cold, he helped me out of the bath. Edward also helped me dry off with a warm towel, careful not to miss a single spot. Without a word, he led me to one of the chairs at the table.  

“Sit,” he commanded gently. 

Edward knelt in front of me in the chair, spreading my legs apart with his hands on my knees. I giggled happily when he tugged my ass towards the very edge of the seat. I loved when he manipulated my body the way he wanted it. He propped both of my legs over his shoulders, both hands holding the outside of my thighs as he buried his face between my legs. I wound my fingers into his hair, holding the back of his head as he devoured me thoroughly.  

My back arched, my head against the back of the chair and my knees high in the air. He could make my eyes roll into the back of my head with just his lips, but then he would add his teeth, his tongue, nose, or fingers and my body would begin to tremble. The way he would look up at me would make my stomach twist into knots. I could cry out as loudly as I wanted to in the private cabin, so I took full advantage of that. The louder I got, the more it encouraged him... which just made me even louder in return. My bare heels dug into his back as I came, my fingers tearing at his hair.  

He kissed my mouth hard, his fingers still inside of me as he made me cum around them. His other hand fisted the back of my hair, holding our rough kiss as I practically screamed around his mouth. With a quick lift, I was on the table, and he was between my legs. Edward was being aggressive and demanding. He fucked me at a perfect pace, my hands holding me up on the table. My breasts bounced the force of it, the cold air making my skin prickle pleasantly. When I looked up towards the sky again, I got lost in the sensation and the colors until it was too much to keep my eyes open. My mouth hung open, and no noises came out when he found the right spot.  

I fell back against the table. Thankfully it was sturdy enough to handle the pounding. His fingers dug hard into my hips as he came, his thumbs probably leaving bruises. He panted with his face against my stomach. I held him, stroking his hair. I felt so pleasantly satisfied. 

"You okay?" He asked softly, looking up at me worriedly. "Your foot doing okay?" 

"Yeah, it's fine," I promised him with a smile. "The table is hard and cold, though." 

Edward chuckled, standing up and helping me to my feet. I hopped to the bed on one foot, sitting on the edge. After we got cleaned up, we ordered dinner from the room service.  

​

I walked over to the dresser that had my camera bag resting on top. I changed the lens and brought it over to Edward. “This one will be good to start with. I like it for indoor lighting. It doesn't zoom, so if you'd like to do that, I can switch it to another. I also have another that's better for close up detail,” I explained to him. “I have all my lens with me and filters if you want to experiment.”

“You are so casual.” He took it from me. The camera looked so much smaller in his hands. 

“I'm excited, to be honest,” I told him with a little smile.

“I don't know where to start. I don't know how I want you to pose.”

“The best pictures aren't posed. Just take the camera and take a picture when you're ready. When you see something you like or want more of, tell me,” I replied as I walked over to the table with all our toys and pulled out the boxes with the shoes. I then removed the robe and threw it over the chair. 

“Damn,” he murmured.

“If I looked down I'd get my nose stuck.” I wiggled my torso in my corset with a silly grin.

He chuckled and took a quick picture. I laughed in surprise, covering my mouth with my hand automatically. Edward took another picture and grinned. “Okay, I like that one,” he said, looking at the result.

As I removed all the packaging from the shoes, he came to stand a few feet in front of me. He slowly went to his knees and took a picture of me from that angle. Even upon his knees, he was still taller than me by maybe an inch or so. He sat back completely and took another.  

I leaned down and flicked a lever on the camera. "That will put the picture on the screen, and you can turn it so you can see it from other directions. And you can press the screen to take a picture as well." 

He angled the camera up towards me from nearly the floor. Focusing the picture, Edward took an eye leading shot of my striped red and white leggings. 

“Yes, that helps. Thank you.”

I turned around and wiggled the green bows on the back of thigh highs. When I looked back to see his reaction, he took my picture quickly three times in a row.  

“I love your bow tattoos.” He ran a gentle finger over the tiny black bow I had on each of my thighs just below my ass. They were only about the size of a quarter. He leaned in and kissed one of them. He took a rather close up picture of my ass. He leaned in and then took a little nibble out of the other thigh, making me squeak in surprise. He took another picture of me laughing. 

“Shall I put the shoes on now?” I asked him. 

“Mm, yes, please.”

He took a picture as I leaned down and another as I bent my leg back to put on my heels with my foot in the air, my hair hanging over my shoulder. 

"So, do I look silly?" I asked as I walked toward the glass balcony door. The lights were beautiful, and frost was starting to form around the glass edges.  

“I think you're the most beautiful woman I've ever seen.” He continued to watch me from his spot kneeling on the floor. “Lean against the door,” he directed me. 

I pressed against the ice cold glass and inhaled a deep breath. I brought my thumb up to my mouth, just the tip brushing against my teeth before I realized what I was doing. I arched my back against the door, my skin rebelling against the cold. Edward took pictures in quick succession. 

“Turn your head to the side.”

I turned my head to one side, glancing back at with only with my eyes. One of my hands rested against the glass and the other on my stomach. I felt a little shy, and my cheeks were a bit warm. The way he was watching me was fire. 

I couldn't stand against the glass for long, so I went to the table to turn on the playlist on my phone. I had made a music list just for this night of all my favorite sexy songs. An indie song started the playlist off.  

“Sit in the chair,” he said, still on his knees. I pulled out the wooden chair and sat in it with my ankles crossed delicately to one side and my hands on the arms. He took one of my hands and brought my knuckles up to his mouth to lightly kiss. “My queen.”

I scoffed and laughed despite myself. “What are you trying to do to my ego?” I asked him in his accent, teasing him. I made a popping sound with my lips. 

“I worship you.” He was so intense and sincere.

I brought my heel up and pressed it into his shoulder gently, pushing him back a little. He grabbed my ankle, kissing the top of my foot. I brought my hand up to my mouth to hide my grin, biting at the corner of my pinkie. 

Carefully he brought my leg up so that I was sitting with it over the arm. I adjusted in the seat, letting my legs spread a little. I slid my hand over my leg that hung over the chair, brushing it against the inside of my thigh. 

“Is this what you want?” I asked him.

"Yes." He leaned in, kissing my inner thigh before pressing my legs further apart. Edward took several pictures, adjusting my body how he wanted it. He was gentle but firm in his touch. Everywhere he touched tingled as he slid his warm fingers firmly over my body. He was so serious as he took my picture.  

“Go to the bed,” he finally said when he was satisfied. 

Edward took pictures of my back as I carefully crossed the carpeted distance. I drew my hair over my shoulder, feeling a little self-conscious about what he saw and if he liked it. I sat on the edge of the bed and leaned back on my hands. He finally stood back up from his knees and walked closer to me. He took pictures from above me, looking down at me from his full height. I reached out and tugged his button-down shirt free from his pants. 

“Lay back,” he told me. 

I fanned my hair out around me as I laid out on top of the comforter. He took several pictures before he knelt over me, his legs straddling my own. Edward brought my arms above my head, letting his hand smooth over my stomach before he got up once again. I could see his erection straining against his tight jeans. 

“You are perfection,” he said from behind the camera. 

I once again brought my foot up to push on his chest. He took pictures with it resting there. When he was done, he tugged me to the edge of the bed, making me giggle. I slid to the floor in front of him on my knees, looking up at him wickedly. Slowly, I undid his jeans, but that's as far as he would let me go. Edward took me by the chin and took a picture of my face looking up to him. I lightly kissed his hand, sliding my hands up his waist.  

Edward pulled away, leaving me on my knees on the floor while walking over to my camera bag. 

“Which one is the one with the zoom?” He asked as he glanced over his shoulder. 

“The two longer ones at the very end of the bag. Get the shorter of the two.”

He found it and quickly changed the lens. He turned around, playing with the zoom for a moment before he figured out where he needed it. Then Edward went to go sit in the wooden chair. 

“Take off the corset. Slowly.” His voice was so smooth and firm. He knew exactly what he wanted. 

Oh, I like this so much.

Edward looked so obscene with the Manhattan lights behind him and his top three buttons undone of his nice white long sleeved shirt from behind my camera. His expression was so consuming, hungry to see every part of me. I felt so warm. 

The hooks were along the front. I undid each gradually, holding his gaze as I did. He leaned forward, biting his lip as he took several pictures of the process. When it dropped to the floor, I let my fingers trace over the lines that had marked my skin from the tight green garment.  

"Turn around," he told me firmly, feeling more comfortable and in control of the situation. "Shake your hair loose." I did as he asked, swung all of my hair gently so that it would fall down my back. "Perfect. Look back at me." 

I glanced back, basking in his instructions. 

“Now your panties,” he commanded. I let the fabric carefully roll down my ass then down to the floor. Stepping out of them, I kicked them to the side. I turned forward again before walking towards him again.  “Lean against the glass again.”

My skin was fire against the icy door. Goosebumps instantly formed, and my nipples became all that much harder for it. I slid one of my hands between my legs, closing my eyes when it brushed against my clit briefly. He took pictures of the moment, watching me intently through the lens.  

Edward turned the camera off and placed it on the table among the bags and things. “Come here.”

I closed the distance between us, and he took my waist in his hands as he lightly kissed along my chest. I stroked his hair, working my fingers through his silky soft, auburn strands. He brought his hand slowly down the outside of my thigh, down my calf, and all the way to my ankle. Taking it in his hand, Edward brought it my leg up so that my foot was on the arm of the chair. I stood in front of him with my legs opened wide for him.  
"You're always so wet for me," he said in a deep warm voice. His hand moved along the inside of my thigh before he brought his lips to kiss the spots he had just traced. I watched with my lip between my teeth as he gazed up at me hotly. When he kissed right between my legs, I gasped in pleasure, my fingers digging into his hair.  

Edward held my quivering body up with his hands on the back on my thighs as he buried his tongue within me. 

“Fuck yes,” I moaned out my pleasure as my head lolled to one side. He worked me slowly, bringing me to a slow orgasm. 

He pulled away, looking too happy with himself with my cum on his chin. 

I picked up the camera and went to change the lens again. He watched me curiously. 

“Unbutton your shirt,” I instructed him. 

Edward grinned a little shyly, but he did what I asked, taking his time with each button. Sitting back in the chair shirtless, he watched me as I took pictures of him in the nude except for my stockings.  

“Stand up and take off your pants,” I told him quietly.

He wasn't nearly as graceful as he wanted to be, tugging them off with his feet and kicking his jeans to the side. Self consciously his arm hugged his waist. I wasn't going to have any of that.

“Turn around,” I commanded. I snapped a picture of his fine ass in his tight black briefs.  “Take them off now.”

Every part of him was delicious. But damn, that ass. 

He massaged his stiff erection for a brief moment, leaning on the glass with his other hand. It was a second of relief against the strain, and it showed on his face. Edward was just as aroused as I was.  

I put the camera away. Walking to the table between us and began to remove things from the bags, I neatly lined them up for him. He watched for a moment before coming stand behind me, his erection pressed into my back as he kissed my shoulder. 

“Hm, what shall I use on you first?” He whispered to me seductively as he brushed his fingers down my arm. First, he picked up the leather bound wrist cuffs in one hand and took my wrist in the other. He pulled my arms tight behind my back, linking my wrists together. Edward pushed his face into my neck, kissing and sucking at the nape aggressively as he held onto my hips. 

He took the blindfold into his hand, then led me to the bed. I sat on my heels with my hands still behind my back. I closed my eyes with a little smile as he slid the fabric over my eyes. 

For the first time that evening, he brought my mouth to his in a kiss. He had been so careful not to smudge my red lips for the pictures. Now he was hungry for them, savagely taking them. When he pulled away, I breathlessly fell back onto my ankles.  

The cold air made everything feel electric around me. Every second he didn't touch me the tension built up in my stomach. When his fingers brushed along my shoulder blades, I jumped a little, but he kept me steady.  

I felt the wand drag along my stomach before he put it on it's lowest setting. His chest pressed against my back as he traced the toy along my thighs. His other hand was sliding around my neck with gently squeezing fingers. 

"I'm going to fuck you until scream, and then I'm going to put that ball gag in between those exquisite lips of yours." 
He gave me no time to react, pressing the vibrator against my clit. I moaned, curling in towards the sensation. Edward turned it up once and then again. My thighs began to shake with the effort. Gently he pushed me forward until my cheek was pressed against the mattress. 
Slowly, he moved the wand over my clit and lips before pressing it against my entrance. I could feel my cum dripping over my skin. Then I felt a new toy pressing inside me as he brought it back to my clit. I bucked back against it, pushing it further inside. The feeling was amazing.  He worked it in and out slowly before finally turning it on. 

The pace was slow at first, a gentle in and out, but then as the toy became slick, he fucked me faster with it. I came quickly with the extreme sensation. His pace increased, and he turned it up until I was crying out loudly into the blankets. When he finally pulled them away, the relief was only for a moment because he grabbed my thighs and forcefully pulled my legs apart. I was propped up with my face pressed deep into the mattress. 

“Edward!” I gasped his name as he began to suck on my aching clit. Then he slid his tongue back and as deeply in me as possible, his hands on my thighs to hold me up. “Oh, god. Edward, please. Fuck!”

When he sat up on his knees behind me, he grabbed the links between the cuffs to force me backward. He pushed his erection inside of me, meeting no so resistance whatsoever. 

“I love how you cum,” he growled as he fucked me rougher than he had ever fucked me before. It was so good. 

I dissolved into a screaming mess, the tears flowing from my tightly closed eyes. He was so big, and his rhythm perfect. The toys he used had made me so sensitive. He called out with his own pleasure, panting with the effort of it. We were both sweating despite the room being very chilly.  

He unhooked my hands and pushed me onto my back. But instead of freeing my wrist, he pulled my arms up and tied me to the metal headboard. Edward kissed my lips again before lavishing attention to my breasts.  

And then he left the bed again.

“Open your mouth,” he said in a firm voice, his fingers stroking my cheek. 

I did what he asked and felt the tip of his erection against my lips. It was wet, and a bead of cum dripped from the tip. I licked at it hungrily, taking it into my mouth so I could suck on him. His hand rested softly on my cheek as he fucked my mouth. He grew impossibly harder, moaning with my affection. When it became too intense, he pulled away.  

“You're going to need this. You're going to be very loud in a moment,” he whispered confidently in my ear as he tightened the ball gag into place. 

He threw my legs apart wide and began to eat me again, this time with his fingers inside of me instantly and aggressively. I squirmed, twisting against my restraints. Edward knew my orgasms well enough already to know when they were coming and how to push me over the edge. He then replaced his fingers with the toy from before. 

I moaned against the gag. His lips were suddenly against my ear, the toy still inside of me. “I want one more before I fuck you again.”

Then there was a new toy, a different one, on my clit. It began to suck and massage. I began to scream against the ball in my mouth as I gushed all over the blankets, my back wholly arched off the bed. If I had not been attached, I would have probably thrown myself to the floor.  

He replaced the toy inside of me with his erection, the sucking toy still on my clit. While he fucked me, I had just one very long orgasm. Edward was able to last so much longer than I expected. I cried in relief when he pulled the toy away after he finished inside of me again. 

Edward removed the gag first to kiss me and then lifted the blindfold away. He released my hands, and I curled into his body.  

“I thought it was your birthday,” I said gleefully as I flopped on my back with an arm over my eyes. 

He laughed happily, “God. Damn.” 

“Do you like eating pussy that much?” I asked breathlessly. “Because you do it like it's your job. You got a degree in it. Extra certifications. Studied in the jungle with monks or something.”

He continued to laugh shyly, pushing his face into the pillows. “Yeah. Yeah, I do.”

“All or just mine?” I teased. 

“Mm, I'd say all but especially yours. Because, damn... You cum so easy for me. I could lick you for hours." Edward looked so pleased with himself. He rubbed his hand over my ass hungrily.  

“You better feed me before you try that again. Get me some liquids at the very least,” I joked jubilantly, stroking his hair. 

“Yes! Absolutely. Good idea. I am hungry, now that you mention it.” He was still grinning ear to ear.

We took a taxi to his hotel room, a nice a one in the middle of Manhattan twenty stories up. When we arrived, there was champagne on ice waiting for us in a silver bucket. The room was a full suite with a living room, bedroom, two bathrooms, and a balcony that overlooked the city. There were roses all over the place in vases in a variety of shades. Pink, yellow, red, white, peach... I wasn't sure if they were his doing or the hotels. The effect was stunning either way.    

I couldn't help but take pictures of everything. It was the nicest room I had ever been in before. Edward watched me with a smile, his hands in his jacket pockets. He was still a little bashful and more than a little tired. 

“I want to take pictures of you on the balcony,” I told him with an eager kiss. 

Edward was happy to oblige me. It was windy so high up, and it made his scarf struggle against the wind in a perfect twirl. The pictures of his face as he looked towards the Manhattan skyline with the fabric flowing away from him were perfect. The blue lights behind him, the shadows on his pale white face, the red of his thin scarf. I couldn't wait to edit them. It was going to be my favorite of him, I knew it without having to look.  

"Is this good?" He asked, not realizing I had already taken pictures. When he turned towards me, I took another. Edward pursed his lips and scrunched up his nose shyly, looking down to his feet. We were both suddenly nervous. 

“Yes, but I might be biased,” I said honestly from the doorway. “Now come back inside before you freeze.” I held my hand out towards him.

He rushed back in, closing the door with a dull thud. His nose was red from the short time spent in the chill. Edward definitely was not used to the cold weather, and it showed.  We would need to get him some better winter wear. 

I put down my camera and took his cold face in my warm bare hands. He let out a little breath of relief at the heat. 

“I can't tell you how happy it makes me that you're here. It feels so surreal. I feel like I dreamed you up. You're too wonderful,” I told him softly. 

"Do you know how hard it was not to follow you onto that plane?" He asked me very seriously, shaking his head. "It was the hardest thing I've ever done, and I hated every day I wasn't with you. I was just gutted without you, love. You make absolutely every day better." 

I brought his face down to mine so I could kiss him. Our coats went to the floor as he held me tightly, chest to chest with me on my tiptoes still. 

We were wearing too many clothes to undress quickly. It was a slow process, peeling off the layers. When I was down to my tank top again, Edward went to his knees so he could help me remove my boots. I stepped out of my pants, my thick fluffy socks going just past my knees. He picked me up easily, my legs going around his waist as he sat me on the round dining table. His hand explored my bare hip, pushing towards my ass before sliding all the way past my knee down to my calf and ankle. I tugged his sweater and undershirt over his head.  

He had gotten noticeably more muscular since the last time I had seen him. Edward did have abs before, but there was a faint six pack starting to emerge. I unabashedly touched him like Peggy Carter did in the first Captain America movie.  

“Fuck, some of these are new.”

“I have been working out like a madman. I've never been so sore in my life. So, don't get used to it,” he said, obviously embarrassed at my admiration.

“Sure, understandable. But I want you to know that I am going to be needing some pictures of my own.” I smoothed my hands over his abs. “Because, damn.”

“What are you trying to do to my ego?”

“Nothing. It's just that... You have the V now, though. The sexy V,” I smoothed my hands over his hips. “The hey look down here, there is something great arrow." I unbuttoned his blue jeans. He was straining against them already, but me fluffing up his pride didn't hurt. I happily played with the band of his underwear that peaked out above his trousers. 

“Oh, is it great?” Edward said in a little proud voice, a tiny bit more high pitched than he probably wanted it to be. He cleared his throat.

I slowly unzipped his jeans. "Well," I started teasingly. "I think it's pretty amazing." I slid my hand over his cock through his black cotton underwear. "You're certainly the biggest man I've ever been with," I said truthfully. "In every way. Height, personality..." I squeezed him gently. He removed his jeans and then his boxer briefs for me, blushing from my compliments. I instantly took him into my hand, enjoying the warm, smooth skin against my palm as I carefully rubbed him.  

He closed his eyes and gasped, “I- uh... wow...” Edward muttered. Moaning, he relished in my affections. “You're the best lover I've ever had,” he blurted out as I lightly kissed his peck, continuing to massage him. “I can't... can't stop thinking about you like this. Everything you do is so good. The- The way you touch me makes me- uh,”  he stuttered and strained to get his words out.

“Have you been touching yourself like this while thinking about me?” I asked in a purr. 

"Yes," he breathed out. I twisted my hand up and down slowly, holding his gaze. "You know that I have," he said in a tiny voice. Though we had flirted, we hadn't had phone sex yet. I think he might have been a little too shy for that.  

“Tell me what you like to think about,” I said more like a command than a question. The smile that stretched across my face couldn't be helped. I was far too excited to hide it.

Edward was a bit of a mess, sweating a little already around the edges and licking his dry lips. “I think about tasting you and fucking you with my fingers,” he swallowed hard, trying to get it out quickly. He was having trouble focusing while I continued to toy with him steadily. “It’s my favorite,” he whispered as his eyes drifted closed. 

"Do you like how I taste?" I asked. When his eyes slowly opened, he watched as I ran my fingers over my clit underneath my panties with my other hand. His mouth hung open a little, taking in a deep, ragged breath. He was panting slowly, trying to control his breathing some. 

"Yes, I- uh..." He had to shut his eyes, and I could feel his whole body shiver at my stroking and teasing. Edward put one hand on the table to balance himself and the other he used to pull me into a hot kiss. I played with both of us for a moment before I pulled away. I offered him my wet fingers and moaned when sucked them into his mouth.  

He pushed one of his hands between my legs, stroking me over my panties. 

“When I play with myself, I think about the way your fingers feel inside of me. And how good you are with your mouth." I licked seductively across his shoulder, ending in a nip as I looked up at his hungry expression. "How good your tongue feels against my clit." 

“I've been thinking about.... how- That I... -I want you to-to... sit on my face and... and,” Edward tried to say more boldly but was still stuttering with the effort. “Fuck,” he groaned as I swirled my hand over his sensitive head. “You make it so hard to think.”

“Do you want me to cum all over your face?” I asked innocently. I was having way too much fun controlling the situation.

“Yes,” he said more aggressively as I tightened my grip around him. 

I slid off the table, still holding onto his erection. I leaned the short distance between us and gave his head a quick lick before pulling him along behind me. He gasped in surprise, happy to be led to the bed in such a fun way. He sat at the edge of the bed for me, kissing my chest and pulling my tank top off. I lost my bra as well, leaving me only in my soaked panties. 

Edward pushed his face into my breasts, kissing and nipping at the tender flesh underneath. All of the hickeys he had given me before were gone, sadly. His large hands were gripping at my ass, tugging my panties down to the floor. I shoved him back hard onto the big king-sized bed and kissed my way up his smooth, hard body. Making sure my breasts rubbed against his erection as I did, I licked along the lovely new V. I kissed every inch of his tight hips. I lavished his rock hard stomach with attention, licking and kissing his soft skin slowly.  

He pulled me up quickly into a torrid kiss by the shoulders, intense and needy. His mouth was so demanding. When I finally had to pull away for air, he picked me up by the hips to help arrange me on my knees above him. He had taken back a little more control of the situation.   

Forcing my thighs down onto him with his hands gripping hard onto my hips, his tongue massaging my clit with a soft growl in his throat instantly. I tried to slide my hand down to play with him as well, but he took me by both wrists and put them behind my back. It forced me down harder on his face than I would have done on my own.  

Hours of touching and kissing and just being near him again had already put me very close to the edge. Within minutes I dissolved, my head flung back as my spine melted away. He did not stop or slow down but instead moaned in pleasure as he tongue explored me. He pushed it inside and traced my lips with his own, his hands around my wrists still holding me in place. 

“Edward,” I used his name as a beg, leaning forward as all my muscles began to fail me. He was relentless and becoming more and more forceful as he played. I was trembling on top of him, giving him what he wanted over and over again. Each one just encouraged him further. My stomach muscles gave in as I curled in towards myself, only barely held up by his firm hands. 

I fell forward completely, my forehead on his stomach, as he started to use his fingers. I rocked against him, gasping and crying into his skin. Tears pooled at the corner of my eyes as this new sensation was added.

I lost count of how many times he made me cum. When he finally pushed me onto my back, I was a trembling pile of all jelly muscles and no bones at all. His hands slid up my body as he pushed my arms above my head, bringing my lips to mine in a kiss. Now he was the one utterly in control, and I loved it.  

Edward pushed inside me with no resistance whatsoever. I held onto his hair with both hands, fisting it while I arched off the bed. My mouth opened, but no sound came out. I clung to him, his flesh pounding into mine. Stars popped in my eyes as I writhed.  
“Fuck, it feels good,” he moaned into my chest, pressing inside of me faster and faster. I wrapped my legs around him tighter, pushing in time with his thrust. I could feel him in the pit of my stomach. It made my toes curl in completely.

“Cum in me,” I begged him desperately. “Please. Edward, please...”

He bit my shoulder so hard that I cried out, his last few thrusts were rough as he forced another orgasm from my body. Edward finished with a roar, panting, and puffing as he pushed his face into my stomach afterward. It was still sticky from pleasuring me earlier. His breath rolled across my skin in hot waves.  

“Did you miss me?” I asked in a silly voice after a few minutes. He laughed happily and kissed my belly button. 

“Obviously I didn't get my point across with last performance. Shall we take that from the top?” He teased me, kissing down my stomach. I pushed my legs together tightly. 

“Nooo... Too much,” I drew out, now ticklish. He laughed, coming to lay eye level with me on the bed. “Oh, hi there. There you are.”

“Hi,” he grinned then stroked my cheek lightly. 

​We woke up on Halloween morning around ten with no alarms. I woke up in Edward’s arms, his nude body pressed against mine completely. It was just cool enough that we weren't too sweaty to do so. His morning erection ground into my bare ass as we spooned and I wiggled up against it happily. He reacted instantly in his sleep, pulling my hips towards him more firmly. Just being this close to him made me crazy horny. What was he doing to me? I didn’t mind at all. 

I let my hand gently explore the top of his that rested on my stomach, my fingertips tracing his knuckles, slowly swirling my hips so that my plush ass brushed against him. I knew he was asleep, but his erection certainly wasn't. It reacted happily with each touch. His hand pressed against my stomach, his fingers gently curling in against my skin. His breath was so warm against my shoulder. After a few moments, his hand slowly slipped down past my belly button until it reached the hair between my legs. Edward gently scratched his nails through it, earning a little gasp as I pressed back against him harder.  

He hummed quietly, and I rolled my ass against him a little harder, earning a deep intake of breath through his nose. Edward pressed his lips against my shoulder, his hand sliding further down until he reached the apex of my thighs. With a single finger on my clit, he leisurely began to pleasure me. It was my turn to hum, closing my eyes as I enjoyed his attention. Slowly and steadily, he touched me tenderly until I was squirming against him.  

His erection slipped between my thighs as I rocked against him. His free hand went to my breast, playing with it lightly. I’m not sure Edward had even opened his eyes yet. 

I wiggled against him until he pressed right at my entrance, teasing me pleasantly as he continued to finger me. I wanted to push him deeper inside, but I didn't want him to stop to get a condom. So I tortured us both as I let him just barely press inside of me. I called out his name quietly, wanting him to grab my hips and just thrust into me wildly when I came for the first time. Instead, he pulled away, earning a groan. 

“Condom,” he breathed, fumbling behind him. 

“I need to get some birth control,” I complained, looking back at him as I pushed my hair away from my face. He quickly returned to where he was, his sticky condom wrapped hard-on brushing against my back.

“Give me the ass back,” Edward mumbled sleepily as he grabbed my hips so he could readjust me against him as we laid on our sides. I giggled, wiggling my bottom until I was to where I wanted him. He slipped inside easily, already very wet from his fingers earlier. I wrapped his arm around my waist tightly, bouncing back against him slowly as we rocked quietly in time with each other. 

Edward dragged his hand down again between my legs, returning to his slow torture as his other hand rested back on my breast. Our movements were slow and sweet, every moment better than the last. I bit into my lip deeply, leaning my head back until it was pressed against him. 

“That’s it,” he cooed softly in his velvety voice as I tightened. He gasped as he came, ducking his face against my shoulder. Neither of one of us had earth-shattering orgasms. Instead, these were gentle with enticing whispers of more demanding ones. I needed more of them. I needed more of him. 

“Make me cum again,” I asked him as he buried his face in my neck from behind, kissing it lightly. 

“How?” Edward asked, sleep still in his voice. 

“I don’t care. I just need to feel you.”

We lazily fucked until noon, a quiet and ceaseless build-up that lasted for hours. We then napped for an hour before finally getting up to shower. 

​"Oi! That's not fair!" Edward pouted as he came over to where I was sitting in front of the computer. I exited out of the match and returned to the lobby, where it rewarded me with several things like experience and new outfits for my own character. I had gone up three levels in a single match.  

“I did say both of us had to be alive at the end,” I pointed out dryly. 

He looked over the things I had won, checking out my stats and ignoring my sarcasm for a minute. Edward muttered, “but, you were talking about yourself.”

I couldn't help but smirk to myself. “Yes. You were more interested in finding out about your possible kinky reward than thinking about the fine print.”

“I...” he drew out and huffed, “Maybe, but I carried you for most of the game. I protected you.”

"Hm. Yeah. True. But, I was never knocked out, and you had to be revived at the beginning," I said in a bemused tone. This was fun. I was mean. "And, I killed that person on my own with a crappy pistol." 

Edward could see he was not going to win this with me and that he had truly lost. “But, I deleted so many people!”

"You sure did, baby. But, the most kills don't win the game, right? It's the last man standing, like you said," I reminded him. He had literally put years into the game, and I had put one hour. It wasn't fair, but I was having too much fun messing with him. He was clearly flustered. Of course, he was the only reason I lasted three seconds.  

“God, I really do wish I could give you a smack on the bum.” Edward tugged on the back of my hair playfully, speaking through his teeth. I held his gaze with a smirk on my own confident face.

"Do you think I was joking when I made the offer?" I asked him as I spun in the chair fully to face him. My face was perilously close to the button of his blue jeans. I ran my nose over the zipper, smoothing my finger up the back of his thighs as I did. I still held his stare. His cheeks were pink, and his eyes so warm and green. 

"Would you like it if I were rough with you?" He said in a low, honeyed tone. Edward ran his fingers over my jaw. He pressed his thumb against my lips, and I brought it into my mouth to gently suck on. His breathing hitched as my tongue ran over the pad. Tracing his thumb against my lips, he dragged it down my chin and over my throat until he held my neck in his hand. He squeezed gently. "I don't want to hurt you." 

“I don't think you're capable of that,” I told him quietly. 

“I don't think that's true,” he slid his thumb up the center of my throat. He squeezed a little. He could have done it so much harder. Edward brought it over my chin, just below my lips. 

I bit his thumb to prove how indelicate I was. He hissed, grabbing my chin sharply while I grinned up at him. “I want to feel your hands on my skin long after I'm gone. I want to see your marks all over my body,” I told him in a sensual voice. 

Before I could realize what was happening, I was over his shoulder and dangling mere inches from his ass. I squealed and giggled with the pure joy of it. Edward slapped my ass, the skirt of my sundress bunched around my hips. I was wearing the lacy boy shorts he had picked out again after being freshly washed. 

He leaned in and took a big bite into my pink lacy cheek. I half laughed, half gasped. I smacked his own ass, hard. Edward slapped harder this time, making his palm hit the fleshy part of my cheek. I moaned in pleasure against his back, my fingers bunched into his shirt as I held onto him. 

“Is that what you would like, my darling?” He cooed.

“Harder,” I begged. He hit the other cheek with more force. I gasped, “harder.” Edward hit me again, making me cry out in pleasure. “Yes...Please.”

He arranged me over his knees after he sat down on the couch that took up one wall in his office. Edward yanked my skirt over my back, exposing my ass completely. He massaged and squeezed each cheek more and more roughly before striking. He never hit the same place twice in a row, getting bolder with each spanking as I cried out and squirmed on top of him. I could feel his erection rub against me, straining against his jeans. His other hand smoothed over my back into my hair, pulling it back every so often with a tug. 

"Your skin is turning red..." he drew out as he slid his fingers between my legs over my panties. I had soaked through them completely, and I squirmed against his touch. "Shall I stop?" Edward asked as he pulled his hand back, dragging the lace up to expose more of my cheek.  

“No,” I smiled as he leaned down to kiss my tender flesh. He pulled away and hit where he had kissed a moment before. I gasped, “mmm...yes!”

His hands were big and so strong. Adrenaline rushed through my body. I couldn't believe how good it felt. Slowly he brought my panties down, rolled to my thighs to expose my whole ass to him. He stroked it slowly, striking over and over again before finally moving his fingers between my thighs.

“You are so delicious,” he purred as he slid a finger inside of me. “Fuck, I love how that feels.”

He worked his finger as deeply as he could inside, curling and twisting as he pulled and pushed it back in. Edward added another, and I tightened around him as I cried out into the couch. I pressed my face against the cold leather, enjoying how it felt against my hot skin.  
"I want you to play with yourself," he told me with a sharp tug of my hair. I quickly obliged, bring my hand underneath so I could play with my own clit. My skin was slippery and sensitive, and his curling fingers left me breathlessly begging into the cushion for more. My orgasm was so quick and intense that I jerked away on impulse.  

I unbuttoned his jeans and freed his erection easily from his boxers when I got to my knees beside him on the couch. Without hesitation, I took him completely into my mouth. He gasped in surprise and rolled his head back against sofa cushions as one of his hands continued to rest on the small of my back. 

“Oh, God,” Edward hissed as I ran my teeth gently over his head. 

Slowly he began to run his fingers over my bottom, squeezing and kneading it before sliding back between my legs. He found my clit and began to smooth tight little circles around it. Soon I was bucking against him, moaning around his cock as I continued to work him with my mouth. 

I was shaking when I came again, enjoying it so much that it dripped down my thighs and all over his hand. Suddenly I found myself upright and being kissed by him forcefully. I was dizzy and hung onto his neck with both hands as I kissed him in return. He adjusted me so that I was straddling his waist. Our kiss was never broken. 

I reached between us and took him into my hand so I could continue to pleasure him as he bit into my shoulder. Edward was getting louder with his moans and growls, his fingers getting tighter in my hair and on my ass. 

First, I rubbed him against my wet lips, letting his head become slick with me. It covered him and my hands as I pleasured us both with the tip. I rubbed it against my clit over and over again before dipping it back down to tease us both further. Quivering, my nails dug into his shoulder as I tried to keep myself upright with the coming of my next orgasm. And then he took over, taking himself into his hand and furiously masturbating against my clit. The force was surprising and perfect, making me have to use my other hand to keep myself upright. I buried my face in his neck, kissing and biting through my cries of pleasure. 

I threw my head back and called out his name loudly. It was perfect. Everything he was doing to me was amazing. My body belonged to him completely. He controlled me, and I gave into him happily. His cum was hot and sticky on my dripping thighs and lower stomach. It turned me on more than I could have ever imagined and I collapsed against him with my own fierce kiss.   

“Goddamn,” he moaned between kisses. His sticky hand was running over my thigh and going back to squeeze my ass once again. “You turn me on more than any woman I've ever met. I want to make you cum again. I love it so much. I want to bury my face between your legs and see how many more times I can get you off with my mouth,” he said against my neck with his fingers knotted into my long black curly hair. I was too aroused to do anything other than moan.  

Edward swiftly laid me back down on the couch with his full body on top of me, kissing my lips furiously. It was a comforting weight, and when his fingers twisted with mine above my head, my hips pushed up towards him. He had so much energy. His mouth was relentlessly sweet and demanding. He pulled away and a second later was between my legs.  

I wanted to thank whatever woman came before me that taught him to love this divine art. Edward sucked and tugged, licked, bit, and kissed. I felt worshiped as he moaned into my skin. There was no resistance to the two fingers he shoved into me. I would have been happy to let him do it forever. 

He did not stop at one or two orgasms but worked me until I was a writhing mess with tears running down my eyes. My toes curled, and my nails dug into the couch. Finally, my fifth or sixth was too powerful, and my body tore itself away from his mouth. I almost fell off the couch.  

“No,” he growled as he rose up on his knees between my legs. He pulled me back towards him with his erection in his hand. He began to rub himself against my clit again, one of his hands scooping up the back of my neck to bring me up off the couch in the kiss. “One more,” he demanded against my mouth. 

My body gave him exactly what he wanted after a few more moments of teasing. He came once more all over my thighs, legs, stomach, and dress. Edward collapsed on top me, burying his face in my neck as he panted. 

Ah, the benefits of dating a much younger man... 

I was dizzy to the point of being blurry eyed. Every part of me tingled, and my legs could not move. My hands were balled up so hard that they hurt when I released them from their hold. My ass was stinging from the mild spanking, and my own cum mixed with his was dripping onto the dress that was bunched underneath me.  

He had fucked me senseless without fucking me at all. It was, without a doubt, the best orgasms I had given to me by a man. Ever. When he kissed me again, I could taste us both on his lips.  

Finally, the daze began to wear away, his face buried in my neck happily. 

“I might have ruined your couch,” I told him quietly. 

“I doubt it but worth it.” He smiled against my skin. “Remind me to just hide condoms all over the house so I can fuck you in every room.”

“Yes, sir.” I lazily high fived him. He chuckled, hugging me to his warm body. “Quick question, did you take a class or were you a lesbian in a past life? Because damn. I don’t think a man has ever done those things to me.”

“Oh. Um,” Edward laughed a little shyly. “I uh… really? It's okay? I'm doing well?”

I looked at him, confused. “How many times did I cum?”

“I don't know, to be honest,” he said in a small voice.

“Neither do I. I lost count,” I told him softly. “That's the point.” He smiled up at me sweetly. I kissed him again gently. We were both so gross from our fuckery.

We laid in silence for a few moments, warm in our embrace. Our legs were tangled together, and the position we had curled ourselves in was perfect.  

But finally, I became cold. 

“I'm really sticky,” I whispered to Edward. 

“Oh.” He popped up as if he had suddenly realized what we were lying in. “Right. Why don't we take a bath?” He offered. 

​We ate a quiet dinner, and I went to get washed up from my day while he talked to his family. He was still on the phone when I got out of the shower, so I decided to blow dry and straighten my hair. Then I decided to use as many of the products that he had gotten me as possible since he was still talking after that. Edward was sitting outside by the pool, and I could see him from my vantage point by the lighted vanity. The glass wall from his bedroom had a good view of his whole backyard. He made such big hand gestures when he was excited. It made me smile.  

I dressed in the bra and panties he picked out from Target for me and slipped on a silky red nightgown that I had gotten earlier that day. I even switched out my silver studs in my ears for something more interesting, even if they were just cheap little colored gemstones. It was fully dark outside when he came back inside.

He found me at the vanity, dabbing on some fierce matte red lipstick. Edward stood at the doorway, almost shyly. 

“I'm sorry that took so long.”

“You're fine, honey,” I assured him. “I hope everyone is doing well.”

“Yeah, they are. That was a lot of calls,” he answered quietly.  “You look stunning. Your hair is so much longer when it's straight. It's almost to your arse.”

I shook my hair loose, showing off how nice it currently looked since I was using expensive shampoo and a leave-in conditioner. I got up from the vanity and did a little spin to show him everything he was getting that night, my hands out beside me. 

“How did I do?” I closed my eyes and showed off my makeup to him. 

“It's very pretty. You are very pretty. Though it's like you're photoshopped your face in real life,” he teased. “I'm afraid to mess it up.”

“I only put it on so you could mess it up.” I grinned wickedly up at him as I tugged at the bottom of his button-down shirt.

“Well, in that case.” He pulled my mouth closer to his so he could kiss me deeply, passionately. His arms went around my waist, holding me tightly to him with his fingers spread wide over my back and ass. His hand went fully down to firmly grip my bottom, his fingers pushing my dress up some as he did. Soon it was lifted over the cheek he was squeezing, smoothing his palm over the pink lacy boy shorts. 

When Edward pulled away, he looked a bit vampish with the red staining his lips, chin, cheeks, neck, and nose. I could only imagine I looked the same. His smile gave away his own amusement at our look. 

We kissed in the doorway of his bathroom for twenty minutes before Edward easily lifted me from the ground onto the open counter space on the vanity. His hands were all over my body. Somehow I was able to work off his shirt while he threw my nightgown to the side.

I was going to have bruises all over my chest from him, little round hickeys already dotting my breasts. All I could do was hang onto him as he lavished me with attention. Edward went down to his knees in front of me, pressing my legs apart with warm wet kisses across my thighs. I was so wet already that I had made my lacy pink panties slick. He licked and kissed me through them, one of my hands in his hair while the other kept me upright.

"Damn, damn... damnnnn...." I drew out stupidly when my orgasm hit me, arching my back so hard that I actually bounced my head against the mirror with a sharp crack. He didn't seem to notice the loud thud or didn't care because he didn't stop. When he finally moved my panties out of the way to push his fingers inside, I made an inhuman noise. My legs wrapped around his shoulders, my foot uncontrollably twitching. He was at just the right angle, his fingers reaching deep inside of me. My thighs were trembling as I leaned back against the mirror again. Edward had a very talented tongue. I was surprised I didn't yank his hair out with the force of my orgasms that he gave me, one right after the other.  

When he finally pulled away, he kissed me eagerly as he worked off my bra from my shoulders. I pulled it away before helping with his trousers. I wrapped my legs around his waist, holding myself to him as I gave him my own hickey on his shoulder.  

When the foreplay became too much, I hopped down from the countertop and took his hand to lead him back into the bedroom. I stopped to adjust the blankets, purposely bending over to rub my ass against his erection. He groaned, pulling my hips back against him.  

"I want to fuck you like this. I want to fuck you from behind," he said roughly into my ear as he kept us pressed together. Instead of saying anything, I just lowered my wet panties to the ground.  

I cried out into the mattress, my face shoved deeply into it when he slid inside. He held onto my hips as he pressed himself in deeply over and over again. Clinging to the sheets, my body bucked without my permission. I could feel him deep in the pit of my stomach. Edward moaned and hissed as he tried to focus on not finishing too quickly. When his hand slid up my back to pull my hair, I came so hard that I could feel myself dripping around him. I felt his entire body shudder behind me before he called out with his own climax.  

I crawled up onto the bed, my body completely spent and sending electrical charges up my thighs and stomach. Edward threw the condom away and went to the bathroom to quickly clean up. I couldn't move yet, though. When he came back, he leaned over and placed a kiss on my lips. There was still lipstick on his face.  

“Well, your makeup looks wild now,” he said to me, way too pleased with his handiwork. 

“That's because half of it's on your bed.” I showed him the sheets. You could see my foundation, concealer, powder, lipstick, eyeshadow, eyeliner, and mascara smashed like a weird mask shape on the white sheets. It was horrifying.

“Well... shit,” Edward laughed cheerfully. “Whoops.”

“I'll wash the sheets tomorrow,” I said as he crawled into bed with me. I laid my head on top of his chest. 

​For the first time in a very long time, I thought about how I would look to a man in the nude. How would he like my panties? My nightgown? I wasn’t sure what Edward thought about those things. Did he care at all? He was always so well dressed when he was out. Not so much at home. He had an opinion on what he thought was sexy at Target, but I wasn't ready to give that pair the full justice they deserved. I also didn't know what he was expecting from me. Or what I was expecting from him that night. 

I changed into a new pair of panties from the store. They were a comfortable pair of boy shorts. They were cotton, and Halloween themed, not unlike the ones I had been wearing earlier in the day. These were orange and had a jack-o-lantern on the rear because I was an adult and the little things like that gave me joy. The nightgown I had gotten was dark blue satin and went just to my fingertips. It was cut very low in a v with the edges embroidered in tiny white flowers.  

I washed my face and brushed my teeth. Then I rubbed on lotion to my arms and legs and put on perfume behind my ears and knees. Places that had not seen attention in years. I fluffed up my hair and put on my bubblegum flavored chapstick. It felt oddly familiar, the act but not the place. 

Edward was waiting for me in his bedroom by his bed as he rearranged it. He had changed into sleep pants and had removed his shirt. I could tell he was a little anxious. When he saw me, he relaxed a little, a small smile on his sweet face.  

“I never imagine today would end like this. Not in a million years. Not if I thought I had a million tries. And yet, here you are.”

“I didn't know it was a possibility,” I told him honestly.

“I'm so nervous.” He looked embarrassed to admit it. “Earlier was incredible and I don't want to... assume. I don't want to scare you. Or rush you. We can do whatever you want. If you just want to cuddle. Or, talk. Or, sleep. Or, whatever.”

“It was incredible. Don't worry about scaring me. I promise to let you know. I’m pretty vocal,” I assured him as I touched his cheek. “And, is it rushing? Wasn't that just the longest blind date ever?” I asked him jokingly. He smirked and pretended to think really hard about it. 

“Was that our first date? That whole week? No, I'd say it was more like seven separate dates. I mean, we slept in between. We weren't together the whole time,” he pointed out. He was enjoying this particular conversation.

“Eight, if you count Sunday night. If you're going by that logic.”

“Oh, you're right. Eight. Or, is it nine now? If you count today? I wonder what the average amount of dates before a couple has sex is,” Edward said to himself. He was actually thinking about the answer to that one. 

I came to stand on my tip toes and smoothed my fingers over his very strong arms. “We can look it up in the morning.” I kissed the spot where his tattoo was on his pec. It had begun to heal very nicely. I could barely reach it. He rubbed his hands over my shoulders until he brought them down to my fingers. We stood, holding hands, in the candlelit darkness of his bedroom while the storm raged outside. 

He brought his mouth down to mine and kissed me deeply, holding my face in his big warm hands. They were so soft, and he was so tender with his every single touch. His palms were cradling my cheeks, and I held onto his wrists as I melted into him. I could have kissed him there forever. 

Gently he lifted me onto the bed by the hips, and he quickly crawled on top of me so that he hovered a foot above me. I took this chance to touch his cheeks, temples, and forehead without having to stretch. I let my fingers move through his thick dark auburn hair. He clearly enjoyed it. His eyes were so hopeful and eager. And, happy. Edward was genuinely elated. It made me feel adored. 

"I like the way you look at me," I admitted to him, drawing his face closer to mine to kiss his mouth softly. I kissed the top and then the bottom, bringing them into my mouth to lightly suck on his soft, perfect lips. I tugged on the bottom one gently with my teeth when I pulled away. He shuddered and gasped as I happily played.    

"Well, that's the look of a man utterly enchanted," he tried to say with a bit of charm, but it came out breathy and labored. 

“Try hard,” I whispered into his ear with a smile while gently tugging down his sleep pants. He was wearing boxer briefs this time. I was a little disappointed that he wasn't commando. 

“Get used to it.” He kissed my mouth aggressively, moving down to my neck to nip at my skin. One of his hands explored my outer thigh while I wrapped my legs around him. “I going to worship you.” He kissed my new tattoo lightly, pushing the strap of the gown away. He kissed around the butterfly before moving to kiss right where my heart was beating hard in my chest. 

Edward pulled off my nightgown and tossed it to the end of the bed. I pulled him down to me so that our bare bodies were touching, kissing him once again. We were both only in just our underwear by that point. He was completely hard and kept brushing it between my very sensitive thighs. We kissed for so long I was breathless, and my face was tender from his stubble aggressively rubbing against it as we made out like teenagers. He drew out every kiss and touch, trying to give me as much pleasure as possible. 

He held my throat in his hand as he kissed my forehead, nose, lips, eyelids, my ears. It was tender, his thumb rubbing loving little circles into my neck in pace with his kissing. When he finally kissed downwards, my chest automatically rose up to meet his lips.   

“I left a mark.” He kissed the side of my breast, glancing up at me as he did.

“Leave some more.” I dragged my nails over his scalp and gingerly tugged at his hair.

“Where?” Edward asked hungrily. 

I guided him to a spot on the opposite breast with my hand still in his hair. He bit hard enough to make me squeak in surprise and throw my head back. His hand was still on my throat, squeezing very lightly. I brought it to my mouth and began to suck and kiss his fingers while he created a matching bruise on my tender skin. 

He kissed down my stomach, pulling down my panties and throwing them somewhere on the floor. Without hesitation, he began to kiss between my legs, spreading them wide to give him better access. First, he kissed, licked, and nipped at each thigh several times, dragging his now rather rough cheek against my flesh as he did. His hand slid down my calf then back up my knee, making me shiver in the best way possible.  

Edward knew all the places to touch and all the places to kiss. 

I cried out when he licked me, his tongue dragging across my clit slowly. My back arched as my legs twisted around his shoulders. He held my thighs apart with one hand, the other hand resting on my stomach. I cursed loudly when he pushed two of his fingers inside of me. 

My first orgasm was slow and long. It dipped up and down and slowly back up again into another and then another, each becoming more desperate and louder than the last. I clawed at his back, calling out his name over and over again like a chant. I was tearing at the bed, bucking and twisting. He never even slowed down a little. He didn’t need the encouragement to not stop.

I had to yank Edward by the hair to finally stop him after having at least four, maybe five, orgasms. I lost count somewhere along the way. He kissed me eagerly, his face covered in my own cum. As he did, he crashed into me, his boxer brief covered erection pressed into my wetness. I gasped and bucked, squeezing my legs closed around him.   

“I'll not last very long,” he warned when I tugged down his boxers frantically. “I feel like if you touched me right, I'd explode.”

“Isn't that the point?” I asked with a wicked smile as I kissed his ear, rubbing his erection gently as I did. I massaged him against my wet clit, gasping at the sensation against his skin. He hadn’t expected it, closing his eyes and shaking a little with each slow pass. “You should get a condom,” I finally whispered. He was so close already.

Edward came to rest on his calves while still sitting between my legs, pulling one of the condoms from the open box in the drawer. With a smirk, he placed it on my stomach all while rubbing his own cock. I spread my legs, dipping my fingers inside to tease us both. Edward pushed my hand out of the way so he could massage his head against my clit perfectly, making me twist and moan in pleasure. He drew out each stroke, letting it dip lower so that he only just went inside before pushing back up against my sensitive nerves. Finally, it was too much teasing for me, so I took the condom myself and opened it carefully.  

"Fuck me," I said in a soft, sweet voice that didn't match the words that were coming out of my mouth. "Please." I rolled the condom over his head, and Edward pushed it the rest of the way down eagerly. He hovered over me, his large green eyes looking into mine briefly before kissing me deeply. 

He slipped inside me with no resistance, but I had never felt so full. I spread my legs as wide as possible to allow him to go as deep as he could, lifting my hips up as I did. I wrapped one of my arms around his neck while the other hand grabbed at the sheets.  

I gushed around him a little, dripping down to the blanket underneath. My entire body flushed with sweat as he pounded his pelvis into mine. “Oh...” I drew out as my back arched a half foot off the bed. Edward didn't slow his perfect rhythm. I could feel the pulsating thrumming of my extended orgasm deep in my stomach to my curling toes, dripping more and more with each push. 

“Fuck,” he said in a deep, low, guttural voice very close to my ear. His entire body was shaking when he finally gave in to his own climax.

He panted and rested his forehead on my chest as I held him to me. His face was squarely between my breast with his cheek pressed to my skin. We were both actually shaking from the effort. It took us a long time to recover. He dragged his nose over my collarbone after a few moments, lightly and delicately kissing my shoulder when he could move. 

“God. Damn,” he finally muttered. 

I laughed a bit hysterically, bringing my hand up to my eyes to wipe away the sweat. “Yeah.”

"I really like making you cum like that," he said, shyly into my chest. "Can I do that... like... all the time?” 

“My legs are vibrating,” I told him with a breathy laugh. “So, yes. Please. Literally fucking vibrating. What the fuck?”

He laughed happily as well, almost timidly, pressing his face into my skin to hide his smile. His cheeks were still red hot.  

Well, when fate gives you a chance...

I decided to literally jump him. I wrapped my arms around his neck and hopped so that I could wind my legs around his waist. He caught me easily in his thick, strong arms, holding me up as I pressed my mouth against his. 

“I want you,” I told him simply between hot wet kisses. 

His lips were soft but insistent, his grip so tight on my thighs it hurt in a good way. I held his face in my hands, trying to desperately keep up with his mouth. Edward was an amazing kisser. I wasn't surprised. His mouth was perfection.

We continued to kiss as he carried me out into the hall. “My room?” He asked against my mouth, pulling only a few millimeters away. I couldn’t have cared less where he carried me off to, as long as he was holding me.

I nodded my answer before kissing him again harder. 

The feather down blanket was thick and soft against my back as he laid me down in the center of his king-sized bed. He knelt over me, my legs dangling over the edge of the mattress. His mouth explored my neck and the exposed skin of my chest. 

“Is this okay?” He asked between quick kisses of my lips that spread all over my cheeks. “I don't want to rush you. I wasn't-”

“I jumped you. Literally,” I laughed as rubbed my fingers underneath his tee shirt. It felt so good, his skin delightfully soft. I slid my hands up until I pulled his shirt over his head. We kissed for several minutes as my hands mapped out his very tight muscles. 

His hips seemed to fit perfectly between my legs, one of his hands holding my thigh as it wrapped around his waist. We ground against each other like teenagers. He moaned and hissed when I tugged my fingers through his hair, pulling him back so I could begin to kiss his neck and catch my breath. 

He likes hair pulling, noted.

With a surprising amount of deft, he unbuttoned my shirt and pushed his large hands underneath my tank top. I lifted myself up and pulled off my purple flannel before he peeled off the white undershirt that clung tightly to me. 

“Oh, they're perfect,” he moaned loudly as he shoved his face into my favorite purple lace bra covered breasts. I couldn't help but laugh and hug his head to my chest for a moment. I then reached behind me and undid the hooks for him. Edward pulled the straps from my arms and threw the item to the floor dramatically over his shoulder. He smiled as if he had just won the lottery. 

He covered my chest in hot kisses, not missing a single inch of my breasts. He saved the nipples for last, and when he finally touched them with his tongue, I could have cried with happiness. My nails scratched along his back before I dipped my hands into the back of his basketball short to grab his very fine ass.  

Edward was not wearing any underwear. God Bless. 

He gasped when I squeezed as tight as I could with both hands. 

“You cheeky little thing.” He nipped at the soft underside of my breast, making me squeal and laugh. 

“I like your ass so much,” I confessed as he came up for another kiss on my mouth. I slid one of my hands up his back while the other gripped him again. I could feel his erection press against my jeans.

“I've honestly never been told that before,” he said into my ear, his skin so hot against my cheek. The sweat was already beginning to form on his forehead in the air-conditionless room. 

“It looked so good in your flight suit,” I whispered against his temple. 

I kissed away the sweat and pressed my lips along his ear before tugging at it with my teeth. He undid the button of my jeans, and together we forced them off my legs. I laid in front of him in only my faded Halloween panties from probably five years ago.  

I suddenly realized I needed to visit a Victoria's secret or something. At least a Target. 

Edward's smile brightened when he saw them. They had happy little purple vampire bats on them. "Love them," he mumbled as he moved his hand first down my stomach then between my legs over the fabric of my underwear. He was slow and gentle as he rubbed my clit through the thin material, increasing the pressure until my back was arched and I clutched to him as he kissed my chest again.  

The first time he slid his fingers further down I could feel the fabric of my panties become soaked with my own arousal. 

“Oh, fuck...” I whined as my head rolled back into the side of the blanket. 

He slid two of his fingers underneath my panties and ran them over my already throbbing clit. Working me as he had before but with more pressure, he began to speed up and as he did his hand became slick with me. All the while giving me the most delicious hickey on the side of my breast, just beside my nipple.

He came up for a kiss on my lips then looked me in the eyes. He was so sweet and almost nervous. “Tell me what to do.”

I brought my hand down to where he was inside of me and showed him how hard I wanted him to press without words, arching my hips up to meet his fingers. When he had it just right I slid my own up to my clit, rubbing it gently with two of my fingers. 

Edward actually gasped when he felt me tighten around him for the first time. 

“Oh, my god,” he muttered before attacking my mouth. I tightened even more around him as I began to cum. I had already been so close before. “Yes, please. Oh, my god,” he said between kisses.

“Don't stop,” I begged over and over again as one turned into another. I bucked off the bed and kicked at the edge as my feet tried to find purchase from the power of it. I hadn't gotten off like it in ages. My toes actually curled into the blanket. It felt like a week of slow foreplay had led to this moment.

When it became too much, my body jerked away instinctively before then curling into him. He kissed along my hairline, a slightly crooked smile on his plush lips. 

“Is that normal for you? Getting off more than once?”

“I'm really easy,” I admitted softly, embarrassed as I panted a little. “I've always been. I'm pretty good at getting myself off.”

“I can see that. And, I am very impressed. It's a skill I've mastered as well,” he teased in his playfully deep voice. 

“I bet you have. I'd like to see your skills in action.” I moved my hand down his side and tugged at the band of his basketball shorts. I nibbled on his ear. “Do you have condoms?”

"Yes!" He answered as he quickly hopped off the bed and went to his bedside table. He had a brand new, unopened box. I tugged off my totally soaked panties and crawled up the bed so that I could help him. His hands were actually shaking a little as he ripped the condom from the row. I sat on my knees and took it from him, putting it to the side for a moment so I could tug down his shorts.  

Edward was big. Bigger than I had expected though smaller than I had joked to Alice about. Thick might have been a better word, but he wasn't short by any means. It was perfectly pink, standing completely erect and uncut. 

Damn.

I went down on my hands and knees so I could suck on him. I don't think he was expecting it though, a visible shiver of pleasure running through him as his breath went ragged.

I had always loved oral. Giving always made me feel so powerful. The noises he made were not voluntary, and I could feel his thighs tremble. When I looked up at him his head was resting to one side, his eyes shut tightly with his teeth biting deeply into his bottom lip. I knew I could finish him with my mouth, but I wanted more than that. When I pulled away, I gave a final lick in one slow motion while still stroking him with my hand.  

“Thank you,” he breathed as I kissed his stomach, his fingers weaving gently into my hair. 

“You're so polite,” I teased him, kissing his mouth. His face was flaming red. I loved it. I continued to slowly play with him. 

“It's not nice to be... rude to the woman... who is doing good… amazing... uh... things to you,” he struggled to say, panting as he did. He had to concentrate to get the words out. 

“I can see your logic.” I kissed along his jaw, tugging his hair back with my free hand. He jerked in my other hand. “I don't think that's what you like though. Being polite.”

“I think I'll like whatever you want to do to me.”

“That's dangerous,” I teased him again, finally reaching for the condom. “What if I'm really, really, really kinky?”

He smiled at me. “Promises, promises.” 

I grinned from ear to ear. 

I opened the wrapper, looking him directly in the eyes as I did so. “Just so you know, I'm going to ruin you for other women.”

He looked me over hungrily. “Already done.”

I wanted to laugh with absolute joy. 

I slipped the condom onto him and shoved him down to the bed. Straddling Edward's waist, I leaned down to deeply kiss him on lips. As I did, he ran his hands over my thighs, gripping my ass.  

Even as wet as I was, I had to slowly push myself down onto him. I could feel him deep in my stomach, my head leaned back as I pushed my hair out of my face with one hand. Gently I began to rock on top of him, his hands squeezing my hips as he helped me to find the perfect rhythm for us. When we found it, I began to play with my clit again.  

“Ohhhh...” he drew out as he threw his head back against the pillows. His hips tightened underneath me, his sweat on my thighs. It wasn't hard to cum again as I called out his name. It was too much for him as he felt me tightened around him. His hands squeezed my waist, forcing me down hard on top of him over and over again with increasing speed. Edward went silent for his own orgasm, his face twisting into the pillows as he thrust up wildly into me.  

I leaned down to kiss his shoulder when he finished, pulling myself off of him but still resting on his chest. We laid in silence as we tried to catch our breath. We were like that for several minutes.

Lightning brought me back to reality, shaking the house around us. We still didn't have power. I moved off of him silently and went to the bathroom, washing my hands and cleaning up. When I came back, he had removed the condom and was throwing it away. Edward went to the bathroom to clean up as well, and I took that opportunity to get underneath his super soft blanket that definitely needed to be cleaned.  

I reached for him when he got out, and he smiled an almost shy grin as he rushed over to join me under the covers. His arms wrapped around me and my body felt like it fit perfectly against his. I was so tiny against him. I felt so safe and warm. 

We fell asleep holding each other within a few minutes.