Friends with Benefits

Chapter One Hundred Fourteen

Things I own: my sanity (though, that's debatable at times), not enough time to write and incredible friends and family!!

Things I don't: Twilight, Edward and Bella (Damn. It.)

Chapter 114

BPOV

Oh. My. God. The kiss that Edward laid on me was the sweetest, gentlest and most loving thing I'd ever experienced. His arms snaked around my body, lifting me effortlessly. I wrapped my legs around his trim waist, tasting his mouth and relishing in his flavor. Tangling my fingers in his hair, I lost myself in his kiss. I knew that I cared for Edward, but I was afraid to say that I loved him.

I did love him, as my best friend, but it terrified me if I said it as a boyfriend...a lover...it would change. He would change.

Don't deny it, Swan. You imagined him in that wedding scenario you made up on the couch.

I did. But, we both have a long way to go before that happens. Right?

"Bella, pretty girl," he moaned against my mouth, carrying me to his bed. Carefully, he placed me in the center of the mattress. His lips were still moving with mine, making love to my mouth. His hands moved to my tank top, lifting it up my body. I sat up and pulled away from his mouth, allowing him to toss the tank top onto the floor. "I know that I've been away at school, but I've seen you. You are the most gorgeous woman I've ever seen. I want this. I want you."

I cupped the back of his neck and pulled him down to me. He rolled us as we kissed each other languidly. His hands weremoving over my bare chest, massaging my breasts and twisting my nipples. As wonderful as that felt, I wanted to give Edward all of me. I also wanted to focus it on him. In all of the times we had made love, he showered me with affection. I could count how often I gave him a blow job on one hand.

"I want you more," I purred against his mouth, slithering down his body. I reached his jeans and unbuckled them.

"Bells...you don't..." he trailed off as I kissed his stomach.

"Yes, I do," I said sternly, tugging on his jeans and easing them over his hips along with his boxer briefs. He was naked for me, his cock standing at attention. His arousal was a thing of perfection, long, thick and hard. Even in its flaccid form, Edward's penis was gorgeous. I wrapped my hand around him, lightly stroking his length. I gently pressed kisses to his thighs before I ran my tongue along the vein underneath his shaft.

"Fuck, Bella," Edward moaned, his hands moving to my hair.

"Do you like it when I do this, Edward?" I asked, swirling my tongue along the head of his penis.

"More than I probably should, baby," he whimpered, staring down at me. "Your mouth is so hot and wet, all around me." Yeah, the role play has gone by the wayside... I sat up, looking down at him. "What are you doing? I was enjoying that."

"I want you to fuck my mouth, Edward," I said simply. I lay down. He sat up, biting his lip in confusion. "Straddle my chest and hold onto the headboard." He nodded, doing what I asked. I gripped his cock, guiding it to my mouth. I wrapped my lips around him, looking up into his eyes. They were black with desire. I gave him a wink, encouraging him to start rocking his hips. He gulped visibly, slowing moving in and out of my mouth. My hands were massaging his ass, trying to get him to move faster. I wasn't going to break. I wanted this. I wanted to please him. I wanted to feel him lose control above me as he fucked my mouth.

"Bells," he choked out, swiveling his hips sinuously. Fuck, that's hot. "So. Fucking. Amazing."

I'm the shit. I know it.

I inched my hands to his arousal, caressing his balls. He let out a guttural sigh/whimper thing as his arms gripped the headboard tightly. His forearm muscles ripped and I moaned around him. His body thrust deeper in my mouth, causing the head of his cock to hit the back of my throat. "I'm sorry, Bella," he said, stopping his movements.

Releasing him, I kept stroking his cock. "It's okay, Edward. I like that you were letting go," I murmured. "If it bothers me, I'll let you know, alright?" I drew him into my mouth and sucked him down as deep as I could take him. I arched a brow, encouraging him to thrust with my hands on his ass. He moaned lowly as he began his thrusts in earnest. He was moving slowly but harshly in my mouth. My fingers were digging into the flesh of his perfect butt, almost growling all around him.

Between my own legs, I was drenched. Prior to Edward, I got no enjoyment with giving a man a blowjob. It was an easy solution to a constant need. With him, because he didn't ask for it, I wanted to do it and seeing him come undone with my lips, teeth and tongue. It made me feel powerful and sexy. It made me wet. Very wet.

"Bella, oh GOD," he cried, his movements becoming jerky and uncontrolled. I moved my hands from his ass to his hips, slowing his thrusts so I wouldn't gag on him. I took over for the movements, bobbing my head and adding some teeth into my explorations of his perfect, gorgeous cock. He leaned forward, cradling his head in his arms, looking down at me. I kept my eyes on him as long as I could. His trembling body soon demanded all of my attention and I could feel his cock grow inside ofmy mouth. He was close.

With my fingers, I massaged underneath his balls, rolling them in my hand. My mouth was sucking him down like a damn Hoover. With a light scrape of my teeth along his shaft, he shattered above me, causing his seed to spill inside of my mouth. I swallowed him down, releasing his softening dick. I pressed kisses to the head before he rolled off to the side, collapsing into a heap of sweaty muscles. I lay on my side, daintily wiping my mouth. Edward smirked at me. "Enjoyed that, did you?"

"Immensely," I purred, running my hand along his torso.

"Well, as much as I loved it, I full intend to return the favor," he said, his hand ghosting to my shorts. "Your turn, pretty girl..."

Ah, hells yes!

A/N: Edward got his swerve on and now it's Bella's turn. And who wants some lemony goodness in the shower? Leave me some!