i want you.

BREATH WHISTLES THROUGH his teeth, clenched TIGHTLY and bared as lips peel back to reveal them, and edward cullen BREAKS the rules – large hands go for her hips, CURL ‘round the feminine curve of them tightly ( NEVER too tight, never to HURT her, his control is absolutely in tact despite the HAZE from bella TOUCHING him ). “ – FUCK. ” blaspheme falls from a SINNER’S mouth, tongue wet with saliva and VENOM as it licks chops in REPENTANCE. lean hips roll, press into her touch in DESPERATE supplication. “ i– very. VERY mad. BELLA, i – ” PLEASE.

in her mad anticipation, she’s picked up a quiet pant —- knocking herself breathless in her mesmerization of him ( always so perfect. built from the hands of angels, flesh as smooth as MARBLE, eyes as pure and hued as GOLD. ). his grip drives her crazy – leads her to stop her leisure-like movements along him to pull the t-shirt off her front in a quick motion ( already bared underneath ). and then, small hands wrap around his wrists – then holding them together, in front of her. ❛ you’re the one so paranoid all the time. so NO HANDS. no touching. —- ❜ she speaks breathlessly, teeth catching her lower lip as she looks to his molten gaze again. she guides one of his hands to the hem of her remaining garments, though. ❛ but do us both a favor and use that strength of yours to rip these off me, because god – i don’t wanna spare a single second getting off of you right now. ❜
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