Friday, July 27, 2012 | By: Drotuno

Coming Home Chapter 124 - Edward


Tampa... Saturday, July 17 at 1:15 P.M.

"Mmm..." Bella hummed, long and low, pulling my gaze up from the beautiful sight between her legs back to her face. Her teeth latched down onto her bottom lip for a second before she said, "What I wouldn't give to be there to take care of that...big problem myself."

I wanted to tease her, tell her that flattery was going to get her everywhere, but my dick twitched hard when she licked her lips again. "Tell me," I ordered, my eyes dragging from the top of her head down every stunning inch of her to where she was still wet for me. "Make yourself ready again, and tell me what you'd do if you were here."

The sweetest of sounds escaped her, which only caused my hand to grip my cock harder, but it was her words that caused a groan of want and longing to rumble out of my chest.

"Well, I'd start by running a thumb over the head and gathering that precum so I could taste it..."

"Fuck," I panted, closing my eyes for the briefest of moments as my thumb did what she commanded – that was a move of hers that I couldn't forget. Every time she touched my dick, she'd taste me, relish the flavor, and damn, it was so fucking hot. And even though I knew exactly what the answer was, I asked, "What would you do next, love?" My eyes locked back with hers, my hand matching the slow rhythm she was setting with that toy.

But as she said, "I'd drag my tongue along that vein underneath, Edward," my fingers acted it out, which caused my hips to buck...and the computer to shake. "Easy, babe," she soothed. "I'll take care of you. I promise."

God, she was so open and ready, wet and wanting as I gazed at her. The miles between us were suddenly too many. I wanted to crawl up to her beautiful face, sink myself inside of her as far as I could go, and lose myself in her. I wanted that comfort she brought with her, that sweet peace that only she could give me, and I wanted to connect to the other half of my soul.

"Together, Bella..." I told her, biting my bottom lip as with every push of her hand using that toy, my own gripped my shaft and slid down to my base, as if I was truly taking her. "You're so fucking beautiful," I barely ground out as her hips rolled and her hand left her breast. As it slipped down her stomach, I was lost to the sight of small fingers expertly finding exactly where to touch.

With a twist of my wrist and another hand to my balls, I watched as she lost herself, her eyes only on me. Her gaze was hooded, dark, looking up at me through her long eyelashes. A flash of pink tongue raked across her bottom lip before her teeth latched down on it. And I could practically feel her hot breath on my neck as the sweet whimpers of need and encouragement escaped her.

"More, Edward," she murmured, her head thumping back to the headboard with a soft sound. Her knees spread wider, her toes started to curl, and I fucking loved that I could read her so well.

"Angle it, baby," I practically growled. "You know I'd hit that spot hard...just to hear..."

"Fuck...shit!" she gasped, and despite how close I was to my own climax, I smiled when she angled her toy to hit that sweet, sensitive spot inside her.

"Yeah...again, Bella," I ordered. "I'd never hit it just once. I'd hit it until you begged me to stop, sweet girl...'til that beautiful pussy couldn't take it anymore."

"So close..." she breathed, her mouth hanging open beautifully.

"Not yet, love," I warned her, feeling sweat breaking out across my forehead.

It wasn't that I wasn't right there with her. I was. I was so fucking close. But fuck me, I didn't want the sight on my computer screen to end. Ever. Everything about my girl was flushing pink, every muscle was taut and flexed, and I'd missed the sounds she made as she got closer and closer to the edge. She'd pant her love for me, my name never, ever sounded as good as it did when she was begging me, and I swore that time stood still; the entire universe faded away. All that mattered was her.

I tried my damnedest to keep my focus on Bella because I needed to come. "Harder, baby. It's been so long. I want you to feel this tomorrow. Every time you sit down, you'll be reminded of just who that pussy belongs to... Tell me, Isabella..."

"You... It's yours," she cried, her eyes squeezing closed as she worked herself harder. ", please!"

When her head fell back, when her eyes could no longer stay open, I gave in.

"Now...come now, Bella," I instructed, my stomach already starting to feel the deep, hot burn, my balls tightening higher. "I love you so much, baby. Come."

As soon as the hissing sound of, "Yessss," erupted from her, I allowed myself to finally let go.

I came hard, my seed spilling onto my stomach in hot spurts, and instead of the empty feeling of having taken care of myself, I felt sated for the first time since my girl had left because at least this time, I wasn't alone. My head fell back to the headboard, my entire body twitching as my muscles settled down from the exertion of staving off my climax as well as just how good I fucking felt.

"I feel boneless," I heard from the computer, and I huffed a single laugh, another muscle jerk wracking my frame.

"Me, too," I sighed, not even having the energy to look at her yet. "Like jello. Or warm bread dough."

It was the sweet giggle that had me finally peeking up at her. She'd shifted so that her body was on its side, holding a pillow along her front that looked awfully familiar and propping her head up on her hand. The dark blue of my pillowcase contrasted with the pale pink sheets surrounding her, but I didn't say a word as I cleaned myself up and draped my towel back over me.

I was pretty sure I needed another fucking shower.

"Yeah?" Bella giggled.

"Did I say that out loud?" I laughed, shrugging a shoulder. "I think my brain to mouth control is off..."

She laughed again. "Temporarily disabled," she added.

"Exactly," I sighed, sinking down a bit in my bed but keeping the computer on my lap.

"I love you, babe," she sighed, and I smiled at just how happy she looked when she said it. Her sweet brown eyes sparkled with amusement over what we'd just done and with a love that warmed me from head to toe.

"I miss you," I countered with a shake of my head because yes, I missed the sex, but I missed holding her just as much, if not more. Like I would've done right then. I missed how she made me feel like a fucking giant of a hero and a slave to her all at the same time.

"Two and a half months, Edward," she reminded me, wearing a sweet, but sad smile.

"I know. We'll make it, sweet girl," I vowed. We had no choice, and the light at the end of the tunnel was utter bliss in my mind. I'd be out of the Army...and I'd have my girl. Permanently.

"I know," she said, shrugging a shoulder. "It won't be so bad when school starts back in a month. I'll at least be busy enough to not dwell on it. Plus, I have to start getting ready for you."

Grinning, I tilted my head at her. "Oh, yeah? Like how?"

"Well," she sighed dramatically, rolling her eyes, "I have old boyfriends' phone numbers to burn, I need to hide my porn collection, and there's a room that needs to be cleaned out because I think a piano is going in there..."

Laughing, I shook my head at her. "Sounds like a good plan, baby. Though, keep the porn," I whispered, winking when she giggled.

"Fine," she snickered, waving the hand that was back on my dog tags, sending a clinking sound straight to my heart.

"Two weeks is too long. I'm spoiled, Bella. I've missed your face," I murmured, soaking in every inch of its beauty while I could. I had no plans for the rest of the day, so I asked the one question that always gave me the sweet sound of her voice. "Tell me what I've missed..."



Canyaceme said...

Oh, I think I need a cigarette and I don't even smoke! :)

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