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"Iguana touch your tits." He races toward me. I shriek, run toward the kitchen island, and circle it.
"Knock-knock." He bares his teeth.
"Who’s there?" I pant.
"The dentist." He moves to one side of the island, while I dart to the other.
"The dentist, who?"
"I heard you have some cavities that need filling." He races around the counter, and I run to the side opposite him.
"Knock-knock." He rolls his shoulders. The movement is so menacing, my stomach flips up into my throat. And when he lowers his chin and glares at me, every drop of blood I have drains to my clit. "Who’s there?" I gasp.
He takes a step toward me; I sidle to the side.
"Can I come in?" He cracks his knuckles. He’s doing it to intimidate me, and he’s succeeding. Also, I can’t wait to have those thick fingers on me, in me, pleasuring me, plucking on my nipples, playing with my clit, intruding into my forbidden hole. My heart flutters like the wings of a dragon fly. "Can I—" I swallow. "Can I come in, who?"
"You!" He throws himself over the island.
I scream, turn and run away, but he’s too fast. I hear him hit the floor, then footsteps race toward me. He grabs me around my waist and throws me over his shoulder. I’m breathing so hard, and my blood is pounding so hard in my temples, I think I’m going to faint. My hair tumbles over my face. I push it aside, orient myself to realize he’s reached the bed. Then, he throws me on it on my back, and covers me with his body.
He stares into my face, his chest rising and falling, his eyes slightly wild. Apparently, I did the right thing by asking him to chase me; seems it not only broken the chain of his brooding thoughts, but also turned him on even more, as evidenced by the massive thing that stabs into the curve of my belly.
"I’m going to have to punish you, Belle." His voice, by contrast, is almost casual. But I’m not fooled. I know by the way his jaw tics and his left eyelid throbs, by the way the tendons of his throat stand out under his flesh, he means it. He reaches down between us and notches his cock into my slit.
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Edward
I kick my hips forward and in one sweet thrust I’m home. Inside her soft melting pussy which embraces me like it’s missed me.
"I missed this," I confess.
"I missed you, too." She cups my cheek. "Missed you so much."
Her soft words are like balm on my wounds. Her eyes glisten with empathy, with tenderness, with love. She wears her heart in her eyes; she has nothing to hide, unlike me. I urge her to lock her ankles about my waist, then plunge into her and bury myself, again, to the hilt. She gasps; her mouth opens, and I stay there, pushing forward with my knees until I’m fitted into her. I stay there, and she flutters around me. "That’s it, baby," I croon.
"Eddie," she gasps. She winds her arms about my neck, digging her fingernails into my back. I want her to mark me. I want to replace the scars of my past with blemishes she’s bestowed on me.
"I’m here." I begin to pump my hips forward and fuck her in earnest. Her body moves forward with the force of impact, and the headboard cracks against the wall. Something falls to the ground behind me, but I ignore it. I’m too focused on the expressions that flit across her face; the heightened blush that climbs up her chest and neck; her whines and whimpers as I rut into her, over and over again. Looking into her eyes as I fuck her is the most intimate experience of my life.
"I love you," she whispers.
"I…"love you.I want to say it. I do. But the words stick in my throat. Instead, I tilt my hips, and sink into her with enough impact, my balls hit her inner thighs. I hit the space deep inside her, then push in further. That familiar shuddering sweeps up her hips, her back arches, and when she begins to cry out, I close my mouth over hers and absorb the sounds. She shatters around my cock, and I grunt as I come inside her. When she begins to slump, I lean back, taking in her freshly fucked features. Then, because I can’t help myself, I press a kiss to her forehead before I pull out and throw myself on the bed next to her. She curls into my side, and I wrap my arm around her and pull her closer.
"I first saw you in Brooklyn a year ago."
"A year ago?" She doesn’t react.Maybe my idea of fucking her until she’s so filled with endorphins she won’t be able to react to my revelations is what’s keeping her calm? Now you know how morally grey I am. And yes, I’m a bastard. But you know that already.
"I was there for a work meeting. I was in my car, saw you walking home from the subway. I followed you to your townhouse."
"My father’s townhouse," she corrects me. So, she doesn’t think of it as her home, interesting.
"Over the next week, I trailed you to your part time job at the preschool, to meet your friends in Manhattan."
"O-k-a-y?"
"I also got access to your devices."
