Perfect Snapshots: Episode Thirty-one: Mouth

11/13/2019

Perfect Snapshots: Episode Thirty-one: Mouth

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Episode Thirty-one: Mouth

Warning: this episode contains graphic sexual descriptions. Reader discretion is advised. Intended for a mature audience only. (18+)

Silently, I watched from Bella’s comfortable couch as she gathered her things to take with her to the hotel. She fluttered around the room, practically dancing. She was clearly happy. Very much so. It was almost overwhelming to consider that maybe she cared for me as much as I did for her, even though I didn’t think it was at all possible. Despite the frigid temperatures, I took off my gloves to nervous play with my fingers. When she was done, she came to stand in front of me.

“Do you want to do anything tonight? I imagine you're tired.”

I wanted to feel her close to me again, it was too easy not to pull her down so that she was sitting on my lap. So I did. “I am,” I said as her arms went around my neck, and she leaned in to kiss me with a big smile. “I think I'd like to go to the hotel, make love to you, and then go to sleep. Would that be okay?”

“You mean you don't want to have sex right now in this icebox?” She teased seductively, her hand sliding under my coat over my sweater.

“I'm not sure it's humanly possible for me to maintain an erection in this temperature. We're buying you a new heater tomorrow,” I earnestly replied, making her giggle. “How do you stand it?”

“I'm used to it, and I don't pay for the heating. I was going to replace it before you came, though. It was on the list.”

I was going to be damned if I was going to allow my girlfriend to live like this for even another second. But that was a problem that could wait until another day. I was planning on keeping her very warm in our bed back at our cozy suite.

“I am so very cold right now,” I jokingly continued, even though I was sincere.

Then her icy little hands slid under my shirt. “I can warm you up.”

My balls seriously thought about going back into my body again while my erection awakened at the same fucking time. I hissed in surprise, making her cackle evilly as her teeth latched onto my earlobe.

“Fuck, my body is confused,” I sort of whimpered, but she didn’t stop moving her hands up or her pressing her lips down to my neck. Slowly, both began to warm until I was on fire. My fingers moved up the back of her many shirts. “Damn, I want you.”

When she pulled back, Bella looked at me with fluttering eyelashes. Her pouty lips were parted, glistening with her kisses. “Would you like to know what the first part of your birthday present is?”

“Yes, please.” I instantly answered, needing to have my mouth on her again. “I've learned my lesson on that. I absolutely do want gifts.” I kissed her shoulder.

She pulled back so that I was looking into her mismatched eyes. “I started birth control pills right after I came home.”

Her words sort of floated in the air for a long minute. She had started the pill. I flushed at all the possibilities. “Oh. Okay. Oh. Oh… So, we... can… You won't get- If we...” I stuttered stupidly.

Bella sort of bit her lip for a minute as she tilted her head just a little, her eyes drawing me in. Lightly, one of her tiny fingers moved over my chin. “Do you want to cum in me tonight?”

Holy shit. Yes, please.

“Fuck yes,” I answered before pulling her to me for a deep kiss. Laying her back as she giggled, I hovered over her so that I could lavish attention onto her throat.

We made out there for at least an hour, grinding against each other and kissing like teenagers. I couldn’t pull away from her, barely moving enough to remove our shirts and jackets. Her legs wrapped around me, holding me in place.

I had found the butterfly tattoo on her chest, beautifully healed. Kissing all around it, I began to suckle a spot right above it. She moaned loudly, holding me to it with her fingers in my hair.

“Oh, Edward…” She sighed my name just before the front door opened with a heavy metal thump. The cat meowed at Alice.

I sat up in surprise like I had been caught by a parent and not her roommate just coming home. Bella got up the couch, her hips swaying to the door where she leaned her head out entirely with a giant smile. There was no embarrassment, only happiness, in her features.

“Hi!” She beamed. Then there was a quiet whispering conversation between them. I just barely saw Alice’s hand as it crept in and then jabbed at Bella’s breast.

“Honk,” her friend said very quietly. I swallowed my childish snort. Then Bella’s hand went forward, and apparently, her poke was harder because Alice slapped her away before snapping. “Hey! At least buy me dinner first. I bought your lunch today.”

My girlfriend turned dramatically away from her and slammed the folding doors right in her face. Then she began to talk back sassily as she got dressed. “I make your dinner all the time. It's about time you start putting out.”

“If it makes you feel better, you can grab my boobs again later. It's the most action I've gotten in ages,” Alice shouted loudly.

Bella looked unimpressed. “Eh, maybe later. I've already got better plans. There is frozen pasta in there if you want it later. Lasagna still and those ravioli you like. And only eat the cookie dough I put to the side for you, please,” she continued on normally.

I wasn’t sure what was funnier, that my girl set the dough aside for her to eat in the first place or that they clearly had to have this conversation before.

“Fine. There go my plans for the evening.”

“You'd die if you tried,” she laughed. I picked up her bags for the hotel. Finally, she got to her coat.

“It would be worth it.”

“Please don't complete suicide by cookie dough, you monster. Your mama would never forgive me.” She paused for just a moment. “Alright. Text me if you need anything,” Bella said very sarcastically before they hugged each other like they wouldn’t see each other for a month. Just before we left, she turned to call out, “wash some dishes, please.”

Alice sighed and pouted. “I don't want to.”

Bella sighed in return. She was trying so hard not to roll her eyes. “Please. I have to cook all day on Wednesday. Do them tomorrow.”

“Fine. As long as I don't have to do them right now,” she brushed her off. I could tell right away that she was going to wait until the last second.

On the way to the hotel, I quietly texted a request for champagne to be waiting for us. I wanted everything to be perfect.

“Oh!” She sort of gasped in surprise when she stepped into the room. Her hand went to her heart. I smiled in delight. Bella turned to gaze at me. “Would it be terrible if I took pictures?”

“Not at all,” I replied, taking her camera bag off of my shoulder and handing it to her. She took it, pecking a quick kiss to my mouth before she went to the table to take it out. Carefully, I put her backpack on one of the tables’ chairs.

I watched as she moved around the room, her camera going a million miles an hour. She wanted to remember every detail of this night. It made butterflies dance in my stomach, the joy overwhelming. Then she rushed up to me, pressing another kiss to my lips.

“I want to take pictures of you on the balcony.”

It was crazy fucking cold as soon as I opened the door, the wind whipping at my face and scarf. But it was beautiful. The skyline was filled with lights and neon colors. I could see why she would love to live here. Leaning over the edge a little, I peered down at the buildings below us.

I glanced back at Bella, getting ready to pose for her. “Is this good?” She was already busily taking photos, which I should have expected, but I wasn’t prepared. The way she was looking at me made me warm again.

“Yes, but I might be biased. Now come back inside before you freeze,” she answered before holding her hand out to me.

After rushing in, she put down her camera so that she could take my face into her hands. They were so soft and felt amazing.

“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,” she whispered, gazing up at me.

I should have followed her, my mind shouted at me. This was right. This is where I wanted to be. In her arms. Always. She was my forever.

“Do you know how hard it was not to follow you onto that plane? 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 admitted too honestly.

We kissed and kissed as we slowly shed our clothes. When she was down to only one shirt, I knelt down to take off her boots and then her tight denim. When I stood up, I slid my hands up her legs to her waist so that I could pick her up and place her on the table just behind us. My hand greedily explored her legs, feeling her smooth skin. She yanked off my shirts, throwing them to the side.

Bella pulled back, her eyes getting wider as she seriously looked me over. Her hand slowly reached forward and lightly brushed her fingertips over my stomach. She bit her bottom lip.

“Fuck, some of these are new.”

For some reason, I was embarrassed. “I have been working out like a madman. I've never been so sore in my life. So, don't get used to it,” I mumbled, not expecting her reaction.

Nodding, she touched my abs again. Her tongue flicked over her bottom lip for a moment. “Sure, understandable. But I want you to know that I am going to be needing some pictures of my own. Because, damn.”

“What are you trying to do to my ego?” I blurted out.

Innocently, she peered up at me for just a second. “Nothing. It's just that... You have the V now, though. The sexy V. The hey look down here, there is something great arrow.” She began to undo the button of my jeans. We had been kissing for hours, and my cock was aching against my underwear. Her little finger skimmed just under the band.

“Oh, is it great?” I said, my voice cracking. I cleared my throat roughly in embarrassment. She barely noticed as she unzipped my trousers.

“Well, I think it's pretty amazing.” She took me in her hand, gripping me pleasantly tight. “You're certainly the biggest man I've ever been with. In every way. Height, personality...”

I quickly took off my jeans and underwear for her, and she took me back into her hand with a confident smile. Then, Bella began to massage me. My eyes slid closed, a soft gasp falling from my lips.

“I- uh... wow… You're the best lover I've ever had,” I declared as she began to kiss my chest. “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…”

“Have you been touching yourself like this while thinking about me?” She inquired sexily, fucking with me cheerfully.

“Yes.” She continued to jerk me off as she looked me in the eyes. “You know that I have.”

How could I not? Sometimes a couple of times a day.

“Tell me what you like to think about,” she commanded firmly. It actually made the hair on the back of my neck stand up.

“I think about tasting you and fucking you with my fingers. It’s my favorite,” I confessed as my cheeks heated, my eyes sliding shut as she continued to gently rub me at the perfect tempo.

“Do you like how I taste?”

When I opened my eyes, she smoothed her fingers between her legs. I could actually see how wet her panties were.

“Yes, I- uh...”

Then her hand sped up just a little, her fingers tightening. It was so good, almost too much. I had to balance myself with the table. Tasting her, I drew her into a kiss. We made out for a long minute, playing with herself and me at the same time. When I had to pull back for air, she brought her wet fingers up to my mouth. She tasted as good as I remembered.

It wasn’t enough. I shoved my hand between her legs, wanting to feel her myself.

“When I play with myself, I think about the way your fingers feel inside of me. And how good you are with your mouth.” She bit my shoulder after a long lick. “How good your tongue feels against my clit.”

Damn. She was so confident, and I was babbling.

“I've been thinking about.... how- That I... -I want you to-to... sit on my face and... and- Fuck,” I tried to say assertively, but it didn’t come out that way at all. “You make it so hard to think.”

“Do you want me to cum all over your face?” She asked in a delicious little purr as her eyes gazed up at me.

“Yes,” I growled.

She hopped down from the round table while her hand still stroked me. Just once, her warm little tongue brushed against my head. Then she walked to the bed without looking back, her fingers around my cock. She pretty much directed me to sit with it.

Her bra fell to the floor as I kissed her breasts, her panties next. Everything about her was perfect.

Bella shoved me back onto the bed, her mouth focusing on my hips, stomach, and thighs. Her hard nipples kept brushing against my skin, my erection right between her breasts. If she wasn’t careful, she was very quickly going to make my cum all over her neck.

But that’s not what I wanted. I pulled her up for a swift and fiery kiss before helping her find the right position hovering over me. Her taste was so good, I loved it. It turned me on more, and I literally wanted it all over my face. I had been dreaming about it, during the day and at night.

When she tried to play with me, I grabbed both of her arms to stop her. I would lose it at the slightest touch, and I wanted to focus on her instead. Her first orgasm was surprisingly quick, making more of her flavor gather at her lips. I needed all of it, holding her still with my hands around her wrists while I worked her with my mouth.

The sounds that she was making were outrageously sexy. She moaned and whimpered, my name falling from her lips over and over again, louder and louder each time she came. When Bella finally fell forward, it gave me better access, so I decided to use my fingers.

“Oh! Oh, god! Eddie! Edward, oh, god. Yes, yes, yes, yes,” she chanted against my stomach, her warm breath spreading over me deliciously. Her body was vibrating, squeezing my fingers tightly. “Fuck, Edward!”

When my cock couldn’t take anymore, I switched out positions so that I was on top of her with her arms pinned above her head. Bella was sweaty and beautiful, her face blotchy red and flushed from all the pleasure that I was giving her. She looked up at me with such wanting. I couldn’t wait any longer, so I pushed inside of her for the first time without a condom.

I had actually never had sex without one before. Even with Vicky. She didn’t like birth control pills, so we always used them. I didn’t mind, and I would never ask her to do something that she was uncomfortable with. To prepare, I had brought a shitload of protection and lube in my suitcase. I never expected that she would want me to, especially so soon.

Her arms quickly pulled away from my grip, finding their way to my hair. Bella lifted a foot off the bed, her head falling back with her mouth opened wide as I rocked against her quickly. The sensation of her orgasm was so intense, it was hard to hold back. My hand went to her back to support her, the angle working well for both of us.
“Fuck, it feels good,” I groaned against her collarbone as another one overtook her.

“Cum in me. Please. Edward, please...” She whimpered, her legs tightening around my waist.

I tried to resist her commands. I really did. Biting into her shoulder, I finished loudly. Afterward, I was so sensitive that I had to pull out of her immediately. Laying my head on her stomach, I tried to catch my breath and calm my dizzy head.

“Did you miss me?” Bella teased with a happy little giggle.

Kissing her stomach, I chuckled to myself. “Obviously, I didn't get my point across with last performance. Shall we take that from the top?” I inquired joyfully, happy to do that all over again if she was willing and ready. Bella could sit on my face all damn day if she wanted. I began to kiss down her stomach, but she closed her legs and kind of rolled them to the side.

“Nooo... Too much,” she humorously moaned, making me laugh. I came to lay beside her with my head on the pillows. She rolled into me, smiling. “Oh, hi there. There you are.”

“Hi,” I answered back, stroking her jaw gently.

I could see a million emotions sort of swirl in her eyes as they took in every single detail of my face. “I can't believe you exist,” she breathed after a moment.

“Of course, I exist. I was made just for you,” I let her know. Her bottom lip was trembling just a bit. Tracing the bridge of her nose, I let it graze her luscious mouth. I wanted to kiss her again.

“Is that so?” She asked disbelievingly. If she only knew…

“Yup. I didn't know it until the ides of October, though. It was quite a shock, but I was delighted to find out,” I let my mouth run away from me. Bella actually laughed, looking away from me then back.

“You are such a try-hard. We met the fourteenth.”

“Exactly.”

She pursed her lips, narrowing her eyes. “It took you a day? ‘Ides’ would be the fifteenth.”

“Oh… actually, I knew before I opened the front door that you owned me completely,” I answered. She shook her head as she rolled her pretty eyes at me.

“You are so full of it, Eddie.”

I brought my hand up, stopping her. I wasn’t going to admit my love, but I was going to do the closest thing to it. “Cross my heart. The first moment I saw you out the window, I knew all I ever wanted to be in this life was completely yours. I wasn't looking for you, so it was a surprise. But I'm terrible at these sorts of things. So, it's probably a good thing you came to me. I'm too daft to find you on my own otherwise. You had to be practically gift-wrapped for me.”

Her expression became heavy again, though she was trying to fight it. “You act as if it was fate.”

“Do you know how many interviews I turn down weekly now? Photoshoots? How many times I turned yours down in particular? Three times. They had been begging me for months. I only agreed because I got to look at the photographers, and you were the only one I liked. And only because I found your stuff online when I was researching everyone on the list. Because I’m picky as fuck. And they tried to talk me out of you. You were the only reason I agreed, Bella. I told them if you didn't do it, then I wouldn't do it at all. Honestly, I was just going to tell them to forget it. Zafrina pushed me. I knew nothing about you besides your pictures from your online gallery. None of which are of you, by the way. So, I had no idea what I was really in for.”

Bella had fucked my filter loose, and I was just going to word vomit all over her. She didn’t seem to mind, though.

“So, you're saying you unsuccessfully stalked me before,” she joked lightly.

“No,” I chuckled again, shaking my head. “Just your gallery. You don't have any photos of yourself on your business stuff, and I didn't do that much research because gender didn't matter to me. I didn't see any ‘about’ page. You should change that. People have questions about you.”

There were so many about her in the comments section of every single video she was in. She was overwhelmingly popular, too. They loved her wit and charming accent. She was sweet-natured and fun to watch.

“Maybe,” she replied in embarrassment as she played with my hair to avoid my eyes.

I swallowed and sighed. “We live on different oceans, doing very different things in very different lives. Everything had to be right to bring you to my door. If it's not fate, I'm not going to waste the gift I've been given. I don't know if I've done anything to deserve you, but I'm going to do everything in my power to be the kind of man you want in your life.”

Her eyes got wide, her lips parting as she took in a quick breath. Bella quickly ducked her head against me. I tightened my arms around her, holding close. We laid there in silence for a long time before she pulled back to look into my eyes.

“I don’t know why you would want to be in my life, but I am so happy that you do,” she concluded as her thumb smoothed over my cheek, pulling me into a soft, sweet kiss.