The One That Got Away

Chapter Fourteen

For those of you who read the Get Your Southern On contest entries, this is my contribution. I am tickled at the results ... first place in public vote and third place for the judge's choice. I've decided to break this up into smaller, drabblish chapters and it will be continued. The contest contribution is the first six or so chapters, roughly. I don't know how long it will be, but I do have it planned. Thank you to Bridget for betaing this for me and for Clo, who created the banner.

Thank you for those of you who have read this! I hope you continue to do so! Without further ado ...

This is the beginning of the extension of the original contest entry. ALL NEW! Thank you for sticking with me and I hope you enjoy this! Bella wants to suck Edward's cock. Will he return the favor?

She turned around and brushed an errant curl that had fallen onto Edward's forehead. His eyes were shining with hope, fear, lust and most importantly, love. He leaned forward and she met him halfway, brushing her lips with his. Edward held her tightly against his body, kissing her fervently. He pressed her against the bookshelves and she moaned, tightening her fingers in his hair. Edward bent down, picking her up and carrying her out of the office and to his bedroom which was across the hall. He lay her down on his king-sized bed and stared at her, wanting her to stay with him forever. "So long I've wanted this, Bella," he murmured.

"Our relationship or me in your bed?" Bella asked, shrugging out of her cardigan.

"Both," he replied, his hand moving along her waist, pushing her tank top up. "I want to fall asleep with you in my arms and never let you go."

"That sounds pretty amazing," she breathed, untucking his shirt. He quickly removed it, revealing his sculpted chest. Her fingers grazed down his pecs, circling his nipples. He shuddered, leaning down and kissing her deeply. They were so close, needing to feel every inch of each other. "I think I need to pull a page from Mafia Princess, Edward," she said as he suckled on her neck.

"What's that?" he asked.

"My mouth. Your cock," she purred. "You've had your taste. Now, it's my turn for mine."

She pushed him back onto the bed and smiled evilly. Edward was watching her with rapt attention. Bella Swan was easily the sexiest woman on the planet. She had a youthful innocence about her, but she was in complete control of her sexual desires. She wanted to suck his cock and nothing was going to fucking stop her.

Gracefully, she got off the bed and removed her tank top. Her breasts bounced free, making Edward moan. "You're torturing me, baby," he whispered.

"Good things come to those who wait, doctor," she said, turning around and lowering the zipper to her pencil skirt. Rolling her hips, the skirt fell to the ground and revealed a black thong with the sweetest little bow above her asshole. She turned back to him, loosening her hair and sauntering back onto the bed. She slid up his body, pressing open-mouthed kisses to his torso. She paid special attention to the gorgeous ink on his side, rubbing his erection through his khakis. "So hard for me, Edward. Do you want my mouth around your dick? Sucking you until you explode in my mouth?"

"More than words can describe," he choked out. He reached down for her, but Bella moved quickly, pressing his arms above his head. "Fuck."

"Hmmm, not tonight, but soon," she giggled. "Those stay up there, doctor. Your orgasms are mine. My orgasms are mine. I may just fuck my pussy as I'm licking every inch of your perfect cock."

"Bella," he whimpered. She really was channeling the main character in Mafia Princess, a woman who was comfortable in her own skin and took control in the bedroom. She smiled, straddling his hips and kissing him deeply while rolling her body over his. He could feel how hot she was, spilling onto his stomach through her silky panties. "I want to touch you," he pleaded.