The Girl Next Door

By stavanger1

Edward and Bella are neighbors. He's used to listen to her while she "showers", but once he hears her call

his name as she climaxes, he's desperate to find a way into her place. Come see if

rocksoutwithhiscockoutward finds a way. For latua for SSA.

Most days I was fine with living in my apartment. It was small, cozy, homey… perfect. Except for days like
today, which happened more often than I’d like to admit.

The set-up was quite simple really. There are three buildings on the lot, each has six apartments; two on
each floor. The front doors face inward, one side of the building mirroring the other.

The kitchens all line up one side, and are wall to wall with the other side. The same goes for the master
bedrooms and bathrooms.

Ugh, the bathrooms. Therein lay my problem.

I live on the bottom, in number eight. She lives in the middle, in number nine. She, her, Bella Swan. And she
is… a swan. A beautiful, sweet, sexy—

“Ungh.”

Yep, sexy… and fucking playing with her showerhead. Again! It happens all the time. I’d be embarrassed to
know this, if it wasn’t so fucking hot. Not to mention unavoidable given the building layout.

Bella… not only was she insanely beautiful, sexy beyond words, she was one of the kindest, gentlest women
I’d ever met. I had spotted her on several occasions helping the elderly couple living in the building furthest
from us. She would carry in their groceries or lend a steady hand for crossing the nearby street.

And she had the quickest wit. In one of the very few conversations we’d had she’d told me the most
hilarious joke about a vampire drinking the blood from a cat, effectively setting himself up for torture by his
siblings when they found out he’d “eaten pussy.”

Speaking of pussy…

I never did anything while Bella was “occupied.” I just sat in my empty tub, listening to her hot as hell
moans, my hands clutching my thighs in an effort to not jack off she carried on. I didn’t feel right doing that.
Not that sitting in my tub like a depraved little stalker was any better; I just simply didn’t have the strength
to stay away any longer.

But later, after she’d finish and her shower was off? I’d take my own shower and imagine her hand and body
instead of my own. Imagine what it would feel like to run my hands up her sensual back and then down her

sides, just barely grazing her breasts as they skimmed by. And she would beg for me to palm her, touch her,
taste her. Fuck it all I wanted to taste her like there was no tomorrow.

I’d wished more than once that she’d want me too, but gave up on it a long time ago. Yeah, more like I gave
up on it when that smelly dog “Jake” started coming over. I know you think I’m crazy but the dog fucking
stank, I don’t know how Bella put up with it. I admit, I didn’t know Bella as well as I’d wanted to, but I’d
never gotten the impression from her that she was seeing someone. And then he’d shown up, and all my
dreams had come crashing down around me.

At first I thought he was the one who was making her so vocal during her showers, making me want to
throw up in my mouth. I’d always wondered how in the hell he could stay so quiet through it all. If it was
me up there, doing to her what she was currently doing to herself, I would be loud en—

“Yessss!”

There would be no mistaking that I was enjoying loving her. You wouldn’t be able to pay me to keep quiet. I
would want to be heard, want the entire world to know I was inside this goddess making her moan and groan
and writhe and… damnit, now I hurt. Throbbing, like no other…

“Mmmmm…”

But the pain in my chest was worse, to be honest. I ached each time I thought of her with him, doing all of
those things I so longed to do. Of her making those sounds for him and not for me. Never for me. My throat
tightened as I pictured her naked and moving underneath him, not a single care in her world...

Earlier today, he had been over. My day had been great until then… until he came… All bouncy and happy
and bearing roses. Didn’t he know she didn’t like roses? Didn’t he know she loved potted plants because
they wouldn’t die? Even I knew that.

He had run up the stairs like he freaking owned the place, his stink following him like bad perfume, and then
pounded on her door like she was deaf. I faintly heard the door open and voices in the hallway before the
door was shut abruptly.

Not long after that, all hell broke loose. Next thing I knew I heard a loud, “Fuck you!” quickly followed bya
door opening and some shuffling.

The conversation that had followed turned my world upside down

“Bella, baby, don’t be like th-oompf.”

“Don’t tell me how to be, you asshole. I’m not your baby, have never been your baby and will never be your
baby.”

“That’s no—“

“And furthermore. I have never, ever given you any hint or signal or anything that said I wanted to be with
you… never.”

“But—“

“No, Jake. You deluded yourself into thinking that I wanted you. I have never wanted you. You were a good
friend, a brother, nothing more.”

“I kn—“

“You know shit, Jake…We were friends. Why would you do this?”

“I know you’re scared, Bella, I know—“

“What are you—“

“Just let me show you. I can be so good for you. I love you. I know you can feel it. Feel it like you can feel
this.”

At that point I hadn’t been able to just stand by the door and listen anymore. That Jake douche had seemed
to be dangerously close to forcing himself upon a woman, and not just any woman either… my woman.

Because once I knew she was not with Asshat, I had become determined to make her mine… eventually. At
least I’d hoped. One day. And it would’ve all started with me going out there.

So I had stepped out into the hallway, intending to show Bella I wanted to help her while showing
Dickbutter that he wasn’t wanted, but instead Bella had shown me she was not a force to be taken lightly.

SMACK

“You better hope I never see your face around here again, Jake. Your lips,” eww and cringe, “don’t belong
in the same hemisphere as mine. Now. Get. The. Hell. Out.”

“Bab—“

“You better not be saying what it sounds like fuck you’re trying to say, or I’ll kick your balls to China.
Fucking get out.”

I was speechless at that point. Never in a million years had I expected to hear Bella talking like that. And I
liked it. Oh sweet nectar of life did I like it, so did the rest of my anatomy. My balls had practically begged
to release some “buildup”.

As the rejected clown made his way down the stairs I couldn’t help but let my eyes wander between the
loser and Bella. She was agitated, it was clear as day. Her face was splotchy and red from her anger, her
chest was heaving and one hand was fisted around the roses the douche had brought, while the other was
clutching her shirt. She was breathtaking. I had to make her mine.

Jake the common rake was wearing a very heartbroken look, or it would have looked like it had I not been
gloating so much at the fact that he’d gotten his ass handed to him. Fucking served him right for trying to
force her into… I’d had to stop thinking like that or I would have ended up punching him in the face.

“Oh, and Jacob,” she’d called, to which the idiot had instantly brightened, thinking she had changed her
mind no doubt. As he’d turned she’d thrown the broken flowers at him before turning around, walking into
her apartment and slamming the door. Hard.

I had been so stunned I just stood there, watching as Jakeyboy bent down and picked up the flowers that had
not made it into his grasp, cradling them to his chest. So lost was he to his own pain that he hadn’t even
seemed to notice me at all as he’d moved the rest of the steps down and went out the front door.

As soon as the door had hit the frame I’d whooped, fist pumped the air and then kissed my knuckles. Yeah, I
was happy again. Douche was gone, and maybe when my balls dropped I would get enough courage to
approach Bella myself. Though, I’d wanna make sure she was interested in me, at least a little, so I didn’t
get the same treatment as longhaired ponytail boy.

“Oh, please, please…”

Bella… her moans and pleas brought me back to the present again. I couldn’t believe this had all happened
just a short couple of hours ago.

I’d pretty much just been in a daze from then on, not really knowing what the hell was going on around me.
I think I had something to eat, but I can’t be sure. What I can be sure of is that I spent all that time only
thinking of her. Thinking of how amazing she was. Her kindness, her wit, her compassion, her hot as fuck
sailor mouth…

And then the shower had started and my thoughts and actions and everything else sprang to life and I was in
that tub faster than Speedy Gonzales during a race. I couldn’t—

“Oh, aaah… Ed-Edward…mmm…”

What?

I’m— What?

Did she just…

To my…

Holy Hell!!!! She pictured me. Me! Oh this was… I needed to go see her. Not only did I want to, but dude…
my cock needed her. Her tight, warm walls around me…

Ok, think… I was throbbing in my pants; thinking was a little hard to do at this point. But if I could figure
out how to feasibly go up there—

I need an excuse.

I climbed out of the tub as fast as I could given my current predicament, and went into the front room. It was
raining. Hells yes, it was raining. This could work to my advantage, I mused.

I knew I was being a devious little bastard, but I didn’t care. I had to get into Bella’s apartment. I needed to
talk to her, see her, be with her. And I had been wrong before. Though my cock more than desperately
wanted to feel her, my heart needed to know I had a chance. And I had to reassure myself that I had in fact
heard my name come from her lips as she climaxed. It couldn’t have been my imagination. I knew I heard it.
Right?

So I did something I’d never done before. I walked out my front door without my keys, and pulled it shut,
hearing the little click as the lock went in place, intentionally locking myself out of my house.

To make it seem plausible I went outside in the pouring rain, making sure I got drenched as I “searched” for
an open window or sliding door. Neither of which could be found of course.

When I stepped back into the hallway I was soaked through, As I walked up the stairs to Bella’s apartment I
could feel the weight of the wet jeans pulling them down lower on my hips. Which was fine, except I was
still as hard as I’d ever been with the knowledge that I was going to be seeing Bella. Bella… Bella, Bella,
Bella, she climaxed calling my name, Bella.

Yeah, I was that hard, and I was straining against my jeans. And because the jeans were slung so low, the
top of my cock was jutting out from the waistband. At least my shirt was long enough to cover it, though it
too was so wet that it clung to me, sticking to my muscles like a second skin.

There would be no mistaking that I was hard and ready to go, and I hoped like hell she wouldn’t be scared
off. Though, maybe if I was lucky, I could help get her off.

I felt a smidgen pathetic as I stood there waiting for her to open the door, though those feelings quickly
disappeared as the vision of Bella, fresh out of the shower, came before me. In nothing but a towel wrapped
around her body. Dear Lord she was hot.

“Edward?”

“Yeah. Hey… So, I um… locked myself out. I looked for an open window, but no luck. And it’s raining
buckets.”

“So I see. I take it you didn’t find a way in?”

I’m just about to. “No, I didn’t. I was kinda hoping you’d let me, you know.” I raised my hand to pull it
through my hair and Bella gasped. Right! Cock semi-exposed. Forgot about that. “Would you let me crash
here ‘til morning so I can call the landlord and have them open it for me?” I finished as I lowered my hand,
hooking the thumb through a belt loop.

“Umm… huh… ssu— wait, what?” Oh, she was speechless? Fuck, I hoped this was a good kind of
speechless.

“Locked out, need a place to stay ‘til morning?” I repeated.

“Oh, yeah. Sure. Of course. Come in.” She shook her head to clear it, making the towel move with the slight
bouncing of her breasts. I almost groaned and my dick twitched. Fuck, I hope she didn’t notice.

She moved aside and let me step into the warm and dry living room. “Just let me go change and I’ll…
ummm… get you a towel.”

“Okay. Sorry for interrupting your night.”

“S’okay. I was just coming out of the shower. It was a very eventful day and I needed to de-stress.” With
that she was off to her room to change out of her little towel.

Little did she know that I had heard her entire “de-stressing” shower and now found myself very stressed
out. I really needed some kind of release. I wondered, idly, if I was being too brash here, but then decided
that I needed to do this. Consequences be damned.

Besides, she’d already seen part of my head, why not show her more? I could make her feel so good if only
she’d let me. Which I think she was going to as I took in her attire, or lack there of, as she came back in to
see me.

She was wearing a pale green cami and short set in what appeared to be very soft material. It was clinging to
her curves like dew to grass, accentuating her curves in all the right places.

And holy shit, her nipples were straining against the material. That had to be a sign, right?

Yes Edward, it’s a sign.

It had to be.

She handed me the towel, her hands trembling slightly and a deep blush staining her cheeks and neck down
to the swells of her breasts.

“Thank you for this. Really. I can’t believe I did that.”

“It’s ok Edward, don’t worry. The company will be… nice.” She smiled at me, walking over to sit on the
couch.

Look at that ass! And that sway! And— ungh, her breasts are bouncing.

She cleared her throat. Oh! I was caught red handed with my hand in the cookie jar. Oh well. It can’t be
helped.

“You can go into the bathroom to dry off, or my bedroom, or just…” Just what? What!?!

“Ummm… I’ll just go to the bathroom, if you don’t mind?” Why did I just pose it as a question? Stupid.
Stupid!

“No, of course not. I’ll make us some hot chocolate. It’ll help warm you up.”

With that I went into the bathroom to dry off… and I made it there, stripped and… realized I had nothing to
change into. Shit! Fuck! Dude, stupid doesn’t even begin to cover it.

I refused to put the soaked clothes back on. They were just too cold. And since I’d gone commando I had no
underwear to put on either.

Sighing, I hung my jeans and shirt off the shower rod to dry, wrapped the towel around my waist and ran a
hand through my hair before opening the door and going out.

I was naked. In Bella Fucking Swan’s apartment. Only covered by a measly towel. My perma hard-on was
going to be an issue, I could tell. It was like I’d taken a triple dose of Viagra. But no way in hell did I need
that shit. I could get it up and last all night just fine, thank you very much.

“Hey, you’re just… in… time… for… Edward?”

“So, yeah… funny story. I have nothing to change into.” At this admission I could actually feel my ears heat
up. And she laughed. A genuine, hearty, warm laugh.

“I’m sorry. You just…” she trailed off, chewing her lip as she walked back into the kitchen to grab our cups.

“Just what?”

“I just didn’t expect to see you… embarrassed. It was just… funny I guess. I’m sorry I laughed.”

“It’s ok. It is kinda funny when you think about it. Right?”

“Yeah.”

“Soooo…”

“What do you wanna do? Watch a movie or something?”

She sat down on the couch and I sat next to her, a little ways away, making sure I was properly covered by
the towel, not easy to do considering its small size.

“Umm… sure. We could do that. Or maybe we could… play twenty questions?”

“Twenty questions, Edward? Isn’t that a little high school?” She chuckled.

“Maybe, but I just thought… it’d be a good way to get to know more about each other.”

“How about we just ask questions then. You get one veto.”

“Veto?”

“Yeah. One question you don’t have to answer. And no “yes” or “no” questions. I’ll start, since we’re in my
house. ”

“Kay. Just, does anything go?”

“Yeah… So, how much of my argument with Jacob did you hear?”

“Enough. And I’d say I was sorry, but I’m not. He was being an ass, and I wanted to make sure you were
okay.”

“I can take care of myself,” she defended, crossing her arms under her breasts, making them stick out
visibly, rising and falling with her inhales and exhales.

“I know. I saw and heard. Very impressive.”

“Thank you.” She smiled and lowered her hands to rest on her naked thighs. I swear she was teasing me on
purpose. And I knew she had to see the outline of my still obvious erection, despite my attempt to hold the
edges of the towel together with my hand.

“So. What happened with the Asshat?” I figured I could ask that since she already knew I’d heard.

She huffed, tensing her body. “He came up here spouting some shit about wanting to take our relationship to
the next level. Not like that,” she reassured me as she saw my shocked expression.

“He said he’d known for a while now that I was “the girl for him”, and then he tried to give me this
ridiculous promise ring. A promise ring. Like we’re thirteen and puppyloveish.” She laughed.

“I told him he must be mistaken ‘cause he’s not the one I want.” At that point she looked away from me. Not
the one I want. She wants someone? Who?

“But he wouldn’t listen, so I managed to open the door and shove him out. But he just wouldn’t take my
word for it. Kept insisting. When he tried to kiss me I’d had enough. My lips did not want to be defiled by
him. Just…. Eeewww. So, so wrong.”

We continued talking a while longer as the night wore on, our conversations covering topics ranging from
our childhood pets and our families, to hobbies and our most embarrassing moments.

Speaking of embarrassing, my problem did not go away. As we talked she would occasionally lean forward
and touch my leg as she emphasized a point and her camisole would gape open giving me the smallest view
of her perky, perfect breasts. Or she would throw her head back when she laughed, arching her back and
erotically exposing her smooth throat. It was all I could do to keep myself from leaning in and attacking her
skin with my lips.

It didn’t help that with every revelation she made about herself I found myself falling harder for her. I had it
hard for her in every conceivable way at this point.

She was telling me about a childhood ballet recital at this point and my legs were getting stiff from being in
one position too long. As she reached her arms above her head to describe a pose she was in when she fell
off the stage into the audience I shifted without thinking, bringing one of my legs onto the couch and turning
my body towards her.

I quickly realized my mistake when I felt cool air against my now completely exposed, raging hard dick.

“Oh shit,” I exclaimed, trying somehow to pull the two sides of the towel together to cover my erection.
“I’m so sorry Bella!” I nearly had myself covered, my face burning with embarrassment when her little hand
reached out and grabbed my wrist.

“Don’t,” she said.

What?

She bit her lower lip and looked up at me through her lashes as she slowly brought her head closer to mine.

“Please, don’t,” she repeated. And then? Then, amazingly enough, she kissed me. It wasn’t a tentative,
scared or cautious kiss either. It was hot and needy and made my dick jump, causing the rest of the towel to
fall away completely.

Even in my lust hazed daze I was embarrassed at being so exposed and again moved to cover myself,
stopping the kiss to do so. Bella looked at me with a curious expression until she realized what I was up to.

“I said, “don’t” and I meant it,” she whispered before she leaned closer to me and kissed the corner of my
mouth. “Don’t cover yourself. I like it,” she whispered again as she kissed a path to my ear and took the lobe
into her mouth, nibbling on it.

I was breathing hard enough to rival a steam engine, and I was more than ready to pounce on her. I was so
hard it was painful.

“You don’t know how often I’ve thought about you like this,” she continued as she kissed down the side of
my neck, working her way down to my shoulder where she took part of the skin between her teeth, causing
me to yelp.

“Wh- wha- what?” I managed to squeak out. Not very manly but hell if I cared at this point.

She kissed a path across my collarbone until she reached the center, where she swirled her tongue in the
little dip.

I was heaving breaths at this point, trying desperately to get enough air so I wouldn’t pass out. Though, truth
be told, I might pass out anyway from the lack of blood supply bringing said air around my body, since it
was all currently residing in my dick.

My arms were limply hanging at my sides, palms up. My fingers were tingling, itching to touch her. But for
all the strength in the world I could do nothing but feel. Feel as Bella ghosted her lips down the center of my
chest, snaking her tongue out to lick as she descended.

She stopped at one point to lightly pull my nipple in-between her lips and my fingers clenched together at
the sensation. Then she licked her way across to the other where she repeated the action before biting, and
tugging gently.

“Shit,” I muttered, my hand finally having enough strength to move to my head, where it latched onto my
hair and pulled.

Yet Bella continued her assault on my chest, going lower and lower. I knew where she was headed, and I
was honest enough with myself to know that I would not stop her.

The muscles of my stomach twitched and rolled as her lips continued their exploration. I almost laughed at
the tickling sensation of her swirling tongue in my belly button. Almost. Until she dragged her lower lip
parallel with my little trail of hair leading her to what was sure to be turning purple by now.

“Bella,” I whispered. At least I think I did. I’m not sure at this point. All I was really one hundred percent
positive about was that Bella was worshipping my body the way I had longed to worship hers. And I was
fucking loving it.

“Is this ok?” she suddenly whispered, her sweet breath fanning across my lower abdomen.

Opening my eyes I looked down only to meet Bella’s clear and vibrant brown eyes as she gazed up at me
with… not just lust but something awfully similar to love. Except I couldn’t focus on that part as I zeroed in
on her close proximity to my hard-on.

“Mhm,” was all I managed to get out. I wanted so badly to tell her this was more than I had ever thought
possible, yet I couldn’t make my mind form coherent thoughts. So I settled on releasing my hand from my
hair and slowly moved it to her face, gently grazing her cheekbone. Her eyes closed and she leaned into my
touch.

It was a very sweet and intimate moment, yet the ridiculous erection I’d been sporting for the better part of
the night was still painfully there, only inches from Bella’s face… from Bella’s lips… from Bella’s mouth…

“You don—“ Her eyes suddenly shot open, blazing with determination, startling me. My hand fell limply to
my side again.

“Don’t! Don’t lie… you want it. I can see it. Just feel,” she implored as she kept her gaze on mine. Slowly,
torturously so, she lowered her lips to my awaiting member. And just before she made contact she
whispered a breathy, “feel.”

And then her lips were on me, dragging up and down the side; wet on dry, soft on hard, her on me. And it
felt incredible. Truly indescribable.

“Fuck.”

“Not yet,” she responded before opening her lips and taking the tip into her hot, moist cavern of
deliciousness.

And it was delicious. The friction she was creating as she closed her lips around my head and swirled her
tongue around it was better than anything else I’d ever felt. Ever.

My fingers were tingling again, just dying to sink into her hair. My breathing was shallow and fast. I could
feel the heat increasing in my stomach, the coil tightening faster than ever before.

“I- I’m not… fuck… I’m not gonna… hell… last long. Not… not like this,” I panted out, barely coherent.

Bella released the head and looked up at me again.

“I know. But don’t worry. I have plans for you. You’ll have time to recover,” she replied before giving the
naughtiest wink I had ever seen. Then she lowered her head, opened her mouth and took me in. All. The.
Fucking. Way.

“Holy Fuck,” I grunted. I was wrong. That, that was the single most indescribable feeling in the world.
Never had a blow job ever been this intense for me. Not ever.

The feeling of her curved tongue as it fitted to my shaft as she hollowed out her cheeks and sucked her way
up was… there were no words. Bella was a natural. I hated and loved it. Hated knowing she had made other
guys feel like this, yet loved the fact that she knew how to do it and wanted to do it for me.

“Ahhh!”

She responded by moaning around me as she slid down my cock. She moved one hand to the base of my
shaft as she sucked her way back up. Once she got to the top she lightly pushed her lips together, only the
very tip of my dick still inside her mouth.

She looked back up into my eyes while she squeezed the base. It almost brought on my climax. She started
pumping her fist around me, still keeping the tip in-between her lips. And then I felt her tongue, gently
probing the slit in my head. My eyes closed of their own accord.

Suddenly she plunged down again until my head hit the back of her throat and her nose grazed my pubic
bone. And she hummed.

“Shit! I-I- shit I’m…” It was such an unexpected move that I came before I could finish my thought. And
she swallowed, at least I think she did. I’m fairly certain I blacked out for just a moment.

I opened my eyes when I felt her release me from her mouth and place a kiss on each thigh before sitting
back on her heels to look at me. She was so beautiful in that moment. So… perfect. It could have been
because of my orgasm, or it could be the lust I still felt, but I’d like to think it was the love I’d been feeling
for her from the first moment I met her. Whatever it was, it made her more beautiful in that moment than
ever before.

“Come here,” I said, beckoning weakly with my finger. I was spent; truly, and utterly, spent. Yet nothing
would keep me from thanking her. Properly.

She smiled demurely at me before placing her hands on my knees and dragging herself up along my body.
Once her face was level with my pelvis she smiled, leaned in and kissed my dick, causing it to harden just
slightly.

“Recovery. Pssh,” she said and laughed as she continued up my body. My arms encircled her waist and
helped pull her all the way up.

“Hey,” she whispered when we were face to face.

“Hi,” I responded, giving her my trademark crooked smile. “Thank you for that. Just… thank you.”

“Believe me. It was my pleasure,” she smiled.

Faster than I thought possible I had her on her back on the couch. She giggled, and the giggle grew into a
full out laugh. I couldn’t help but laugh with her.

“I’m happy, and giddy. I’m giddily happy!” she exclaimed.

I laughed, amazed that she was so excited after getting me off, and kissed her cheek. She sobered and
reached her hand up to cradle my face in her palm.

“I’m happy too, you have no idea,” I sighed. Then I kissed her palm before moving to kiss the side of her
mouth, making my way down her throat. I stopped and paid extra attention to the little dip between her
collar bones, lavishing attention there, showing her what I would do to her.

She sighed and tightened her hold on my hair. I dragged my lips down her sternum until I got to her
cleavage, the swells of her breasts rising and falling more and more rapidly.

I nuzzled against the fabric of her cami until I had it pushed down past her nipple. Then I stuck out my
tongue and licked the hardened nub. She gasped. She sighed. Then she pushed my face closer.

I moved my hands down to her tummy and slowly pushed the cami upwards until I couldn’t push it further. I
pulled back just slightly, allowing her to move forward so I could push the top over her breasts. I almost lost
my focus when they were both exposed to me. Beautiful, dusk colored pink nipples, small and just perfect
on her not-so-small breasts. I wanted to lean in and lick around the areola. So I did.

“Ed-Edward… wait.”

Pulling back some more Bella was able to cross her arms in front of her body and pull the cami the rest of
the way off. As soon as it was over her head I had her pushed back again, a nipple pulled between my teeth
as the other was pinched between my thumb and forefinger.

“Wow,” she exclaimed before her hands once again found purchase in my hair. I had a feeling they would
be attached to my hair quite a bit in the next little while, and I didn’t mind.

I continued to lavish attention to her nipples, alternating between licking, nibbling, biting and blowing on
them both. Bella was continuously making little sighs and moans of pleasure. Spurring me on.

I gave one last slow lick from her left nipple to the right before I moved my attention downwards.

There was sweet nectar there and I wanted more than anything to taste her. I needed to taste her, lick her, run
my tongue around her clit. I wanted her to feel as good as I had, before I took her.

I placed openmouthed kisses down her side until I reached the waistband of her shorts. Once there I stuck
out my tongue and licked from one hip to the next, concentrating on the feel of the muscles of her tummy as
they responded to my touch.

When I reached her other hip I sucked part of the skin into my mouth and, adding some gentle pressure,
marked her as mine. Because she was. She finally fucking was. And I would never let her go.

I lifted my body up a little and looked up at Bella’s face. Her eyes were closed and her mouth was hanging
open. There was a flush to her cheeks and down her neck to the tops of her breasts. She was beautiful.

“Mine,” I said. It just kind of slipped out, yet I didn’t regret it.

“Yours,” she agreed. She didn’t even open her eyes. She kept them closed as a small smile played on her
lips. “Always yours,” she repeated.

I smiled and went back to the task at hand. Her shorts had to go. I placed a thumb inside the waistband at
either hip and started tugging down. Bella helped by placing her feet flat on the couch and, placing her
weight on her feet, pushed her butt off of the couch so I could pull the shorts down.

At last, there she was. Naked and wet for me. For me!

“Mine,” I repeated again, needing to say it as much as I needed her to hear it. She didn’t respond verbally
she just nodded, her eyes still closed.

I placed my palms under her butt and lifted up. Then I pulled her towards me as I sat kneeling on the floor.
When I had her where I wanted, her adorable bottom partly hanging off of the edge of the couch, I grabbed

her left leg and placed the foot on the edge of the cushion while I placed the other leg on my shoulder. She
was trembling.

“Please,” she whispered and that one word almost did me in. It was breathy and quiet and needy, and
sounded just like it did when I’d heard her in the shower.

I placed my lips by her knee and kissed my way up her inner thigh. As I neared her center I could sense the
heat coming from her and I was suddenly very hard again.

When I kissed the crease of her inner thigh and pelvis she sputtered something unintelligible. Smiling to
myself, I turned my head and looked at my prize. She was bare. Completely hairless. It was… nothing short
of beautiful. I’d never been with a woman completely bare, and I was mesmerized. I could see everything.
Nothing was hidden.

“Mine,” I whispered again as I used one hand to spread her lips. I could see her pink flesh, her hardened
nub. She was so responsive to my touch. So ready for me…

“Please,” she whispered again. “Please, please, plea—ahhh.”

I silenced her pleading with a swipe of my tongue. She tasted like nothing I’d ever experienced before.
Sweet, slightly salty, tangy, completely Bella. It was the sweetest nectar, a dying man’s finest wine.

I flattened my tongue and moved it in an upward motion, starting at her opening and moving up towards her
clit. My eyes closed as I made the pass over and over again.

She was rocking against me, uncontrolled little mewling noises coming from her. I was on a high. A Bella
induced high.

“Mmmm, oooh, mmmm, ahhh.”

I couldn’t help but moan in response to her sounds. I found myself unconsciously thrusting my hips in the
air as I laved at her most intimate parts.

Part of me was dying for more friction to rub against my resurrected hard-on, yet I knew I could never
properly attend to Bella if I did, so I tried my best to ignore my own need.

Bella’s movements started to get more frantic. She was grinding her pussy onto my face, looking for
something… anything.

“Please… more,” she pleaded.

So I gave her more. I lifted one of my hands, extended a finger and traced around her opening as I moved
the attention of my tongue to solely focus on her little nub. Her thighs started trembling.

“Oh. My. Hell.”

I pressed a second finger against her as I placed my lips around her clit and sucked it into my mouth. She
yelped and pushed against me.

I used my two fingers to trace her opening, going in different directions. Then I inserted both fingers as I
very gently bit down. And she came. Hard. Coating my fingers with her essence. I never stopped my
ministrations, not until the tremors of her second orgasm had stopped.

“Holy Fuck,” she murmured.

I placed a gentle kiss on her clit before rocking back on my heels and looking up at her. Her eyes were half
open, barely focused under heavy lids. I gazed at her unfocused eyes as I lifted my fingers to my mouth and
sucked of the remnants of her orgasm.

Tasting her juices, I moaned, causing Bella’s eyes to instantly get their focus back and zero in on my fingers
in my mouth.

Her eyes traveled down from my face to my cock and she licked her lips.

“I told you I’d give you time to recover,” she rasped out. Her voice was thick with lust and want and desire.

“Yes, you did,” I answered as I removed my fingers from my mouth and placed my hand on her thigh.

“Come here,” she said, repeating my earlier request by beckoning me with her finger.

I placed my other hand on her other thigh and slowly dragged my body up hers, kissing her as I went,
licking and nibbling in places I felt needed more attention, stopping to pay extra attention on her nipples
again.

Bella placed her hands on my cheeks and held my face in her hands before slowly leaning in and placing a
chaste kiss on my lips.

“Thank you. I’ve never… thank you.” She smiled and then kissed me again.

I was confused, and my little frown must have given it away. She kissed the corners of my mouth and then
asked me what was wrong.

“You’ve never… no ones ever done that to you before?” She shook her head.

“No.”

“But—“

“Edward, it’s the past. Let’s leave it there. Please?” she begged before she suddenly got a wicked glint in her
eyes and one corner of her mouth pulled up. “If you keep talking you won’t be able to fuck me. And that.
That is what I want,” she finished as she lowered one hand from my face and pushed it in between us to
grasp my dick.

“Fuck!” I rested my head against hers as my hips involuntarily thrust against her hand.

“Yes, please,” she responded and then gave a little giggle.

“Where?”

“Here, like this,” she replied and then pushed me off of her. I looked at her questioningly, one eyebrow
cocked until I realized what she was doing. I moaned.

She spun around so both her feet were placed on the floor with me between them. Then she scooted her
bottom to the edge until it was mostly hanging off.

“Take me. Like this,” she said as she licked her finger and then trailed it down her body until she got to the
junction of her legs, my eyes religiously following its path.

My eyes snapped to hers when she moaned, and I couldn’t help but want to bury myself inside her as hard
and as deep as I could go.

“Are you sure?” I knew it was pointless to ask, like I could really stop now. It was almost laughable.

“She quirked a brow. “I’m laying here, legs spread and open for you and you’re asking me if I’m sure?
Really?”

I lost it then, with her banter, the teasing, and her incredibly sexy body on display for me, and only me.

I gripped my erection in my hand and guided it to her entrance, letting it rest flush against her. I looked into
her eyes as I spoke with deliberately measured cadences.

“Is this what you want, Bella? Here? Inside?”

She moaned and nodded her head, her eyes falling closed.

I moved my other hand to her breast and pinched her nipple, twisting it. Her eyes shot open and her mouth
dropped.

“I want you to look at me as I fuck you, watch me as I pound you.”

“Shit,” she muttered.

“This won’t be soft and gentle. I’m incapable of soft right now,” I warned her.

“Please.”

“Oh, pleading won’t help you now, my Bella.” My Bella.

She whimpered as my hand on her thigh inched its way closer to the core of her being, closer to where my
cock was now weeping at the close proximity.

“Will you watch me?” I asked out through gritted teeth.

She nodded.

I let my fingers ghost around her bare pussy, barely grazing the exposed skin. Wanting to increase her need
tenfold.

“Please, please, please…” she muttered over and over. Her eyes were still open but they were unfocused and
far away.

I couldn’t hold back any more and pushed my head in between her folds. A large breath of air left my body
at the feel of her warmth around me. She moaned and placed her legs around my hips.

I lowered my eyes from hers to watch as I pushed my dick further and further inside her, watched as I
became one with her. And then I was gone and all that could be seen was her. My eyes fell closed and I said
a few choice curse words before they flew open and landed on hers. Her eyes were still open, but clearly
unfocused and glazed over.

I pulled out slowly, focusing my attention on the feeling of her walls gripping me, forming to me,
accommodating me. It was exquisite.

Once I was almost all the way out, only the tip of the head still inside her, I took a deep breath and pushed
my hips forward, invading her tight space again.

“Yessss,” came from Bella’s lips as a “Damn” came from mine.

I pulled out slowly and pushed in a few more times before deciding that I wanted to go deeper, hit harder,
stroke faster.

When I got all the way in again I stopped moving. I placed my hands on Bella’s legs and lifted them up so
they were parallel with my torso. Then I placed my hand on her butt and pulled her even closer to me,
forcing me in deeper.

“Fuck,” slipped out as I felt myself buried to the hilt .

“Ungh,” she responded as her eyes rolled back and her lids came down. I want her to watch me damnit!

“Eyes, Bella,” I said as I lightly pinched her clit.

“Shit!” she exclaimed as her eyes flew open and focused on mine. I smiled, though it was hard.

“Watch me.”

“I’m… ahhh… trying.”

I knew I was being kind of mean but I needed her eyes on me, needed that connection. But if she closed
them again I’d let it go. This time.

Splaying my fingers out to have a better hold on her butt, I held her up and pulled back out. As soon as only
the tip was left I plunged right back in, driving into her hard and fast.

“Holy Fucking Hell!”

“Shiiiit! More, please…. Ahhhh, more…. Please.”

And who was I to deny her? I kept it up, kept driving into her, going deeper and faster and harder than I’d
ever thought possible. And it wasn’t just the position, it was the fit. We were made to be with each other.
Never had it felt like this before. So… right!

“Yes, yes, yes,” she chanted as I claimed her.

Mine, mine, mine, I responded with. Though I didn’t say it out loud. Not this time.

I could feel the burning in my abdomen return, the tightening of my muscles as they prepared to support my
release. I was close. So fucking close!

“So… so close, Bella,” I panted.

“Ahhh, me-me too. Need, fuck, need… more… please…”

Holy fucking hell on earth. More? She wanted more? Now? What in the world was I gonna do? How could
I— Of course! I almost smacked my forehead. Stupid Edward, S.T.U.P.I.D.

“Oh, please, please, please….” Oh, right, Bella.

This was going to be tricky. Very, very tricky…

I stilled my movements and Bella groaned.

“Just hold on a second,” I told her as I tried my damndest to not just give it up and pound until I released.
So. Much. Pressure. In. My. Fucking. Balls.

Bella whimpered.

I followed the curve of her ass with my hand as I slid it more to the middle of the couch cushion. When I felt
I had a good enough grip I slid my other hand out from underneath her and moved to place it on her lower
stomach when a sudden burst of genius struck me.

Bella’s eyes were open and trained on a spot right below my chin. But I wanted her to see this. She needed
to see this.

“Bella, baby. Eyes,” I told her and her eyes instantly snapped up to settle on mine. Making sure she watched
me I brought my thumb up to my mouth and placed it on my tongue, ensuring she saw me rub it against it.

“Oh my hell.”

Removing my thumb from my mouth I moved my hand down to Bella’s lower abdomen, her eyes following
my movements like a hawk.

Placing my hand on her pelvis I put my wet thumb on her clit and pushed down.

“Shit!” she yelped and then started clenching her inner muscles in time with my pushes. It was unbearable to
stay still any longer so I pulled out just slightly before pushing back in harder while pressing down on her
nub.

“Yes! Oh hell yessss,” she responded, her clenching intensifying and her rhythm as she rocked against me
picking up.

There was no way I could hold out any longer. It just wasn’t physically possible.

“Come on Bella, I know… you… fuck, you need to cum. Now!” I commanded as I pushed into her as hard
as I dared and moved my thumb in quick circles on top of her clit.

“Edward,” she shouted as she clamped down around me like a vice, milking my cock and bringing on my
own orgasm.

“Bella, holy fuck. Bella!” I responded while I pumped into her a few more times, riding out the most intense
orgasm of my entire sexually active life.

Completely spent and utterly satisfied I fell down on top of her body as I slid out of her warmth.

I wrapped my arms around her and hugged her to me as best I could. Bella weakly placed her arms around
my back and clutched me to her.

“Thank you,” she whispered as she placed a soft kiss to the top of my head. I kissed her chest, right above
her heart and muttered a quiet “thank you” as well.

I was happy beyond words at this very moment, knowing that the girl next door that I had coveted for so
long was finally mine. I would never let her go: I could never let her go. She was mine for the taking and I
had claimed her.

“Mine,” I whispered into her chest.

“Yours,” I heard her quietly respond as she lifted a hand and ran it soothingly through my hair. “Only
yours.”

And she was.