Her Big Neighbor

I finish the glass before Edward is finished and set my glass on the coffee table. When he’s finished, he puts his phone on the table as well and holds his hand out for mine. “Ready?”

“Yes.”

Together we go upstairs, and I think that his bedroom might easily be one of the sexiest rooms I’ve ever seen. The walls are a dark navy, with pale wood furnishings standing out from the dark. A massive bed stands in the middle of the room like a monument, further emphasizing what we’re up here to do. And I’m all about it. Bring it on.

Behind me, Edward presses a kiss to my shoulder. “No more thinking,” he says gently.

Fingers find the hem of my shirt and pull it up and over my head, tossing it aside. His mouth finds my shoulder again with that same tender slowness that he used this afternoon. There’s a noise in the back of his throat. “This isn’t what you were wearing earlier.”

“I didn’t know what we were going to do,” I say. “But I wanted to be prepared.”

Edward turns me around and looks at my lacy bra. “That is sexy as fuck. But you know that your underwear doesn’t affect whether I want you, right?”

I grin. “I know. But I like it.”

“Then it’s perfect.”

He backs me up to the bed and lays me back, continuing his slow perusal of my skin. “Are we doing what we talked about?”

“Maybe some version of that,” he murmurs. “But you don’t need to think about it. Just feel.”

He peels the sexy bra away and it joins my shirt on the floor. Patterns are drawn on my skin with his lips, tongue, and teeth. Sucking along my collarbone, he leaves trails of fire and tingling sensation wherever he goes. I reach out for him to pull his mouth closer to mine, but he doesn’t go for it.

Grabbing my wrists, he gently pins them to the bed, and he smiles like he’s a cat eating a canary. “Close your eyes.”

I do.

The first brush of his tongue on my nipple makes both of them harden. Just a little flick that makes my breath catch in my throat before he covers it with his mouth and sucks deep. There’s teasing and circling biting, and pleasure pulls from down deep, pooling in my gut and spreading across my skin. I want more.

I try to reach for him again, and I can’t. Edward still has my wrists, still maintaining his smooth and steady exploration. Fuck that’s hot. I’m not a woman who really likes to give up something. But a little control now and then can be nice. Especially when it’s like this, because it’s fucking hot.

The sound he makes with my nipple in his mouth makes it seem like he’s tasting something amazing, which sends fire shooting straight to my pussy. If he wasn’t joking, and he won’t let me come before he gets there, this is going to be delectable torture because I’m already half-way there.

When he releases me from his mouth, I think that he’s going to sink down further to the skin of my stomach, but he doesn’t, dragging his lips across to my other breast and consumes the other nipple. I groan. He chuckles, looking at me for a brief moment. “I’m all for symmetry.”

“Damn you and your symmetry.”

In response, he just sucks a little harder.

I’ve never had anyone spend so much time on my breasts during sex. It’s not like I have a mountain of experience to compare to, but any attention here has been cursory at best, just moving down to the target zone. And generally I’m fine with that. But this is something entirely different. Something that Edward said earlier is echoing in my brain. Something about worshipping my body. That’s what this feels like.

The graze of his teeth on my skin brings me back, and I find Edward looking up at me with those striking blue eyes. They’re playful, but they pin me in place. “You were thinking again.”

I smile. “Yes, but at least it was about you.”

He nips my skin again and grins. “All right. But if you’re able to drift off, I’m not doing my job well enough.”

Edward releases my hands, and drags them down the sides of my body. His mouth follows slowly, drawing a slow, sensual back and forth across my ribs. “You’re taking your time,” I say.

“When I said I wanted to taste all of you, I wasn’t kidding.”

Oh.

Soon enough he runs into the waistband of my pants, and instead of just getting rid of them, he toys with the edges, dipping his fingers inside and teasing with his lips. Rolling me over he continues his exploration on my back, kissing and licking my spine. Holy fuck I never thought that the spine was an erogenous zone, but I love the way that feels.