Twilight Fan Fiction / Twilight Fan Fiction ❯ There Is Love ❯ Chapter 4

He purred deeply, the sound rumbling in his chest as he slowly pressed in and out of me, holding my hips tightly as my ankles twisted around his shoulders, trying to bring myself closer.

Without warning, he paused and grabbed my body, sliding smoothly out with a soft grunt, and rearranged me into a more intimate shape. My forearms were pushed to the faux fur blanket beneath us, my knees bent below me, rump high in the air. I threw my head over my shoulder to look back at him, panting, and could see him admiring my body quietly. I blushed and adverted my eyes, and before I knew what was happening, I gasped as I felt his hands grasping my thighs with gentle strength, parting them even more, as his nose pressed up against the back of my womanhood, tongue lapping at my clit and collecting some of my wetness on it. I gasped, shuddering with pleasure, but at the same time, craving his body more than anything else. "Please…" I whimpered. His tongue paused.

"Please what?"

"Please…fuck me…" I mewed softly, cheeks burning.

"I can't hear you…" He murmured. A smile was in his voice. He gave me a painfully slow lick.

"Please fuck me!" I moaned.

"Again, louder, sweetie." His lips grazed my clit.

"Please fuck me!" I cried out, begging beneath him, squirming.

His only answer was a soft chuckle as he grabbed my rump, parting my cheeks as he slipped back into me, the swollen head preceding the rest of his length. He thrust in deeply, causing me to groan loudly, fingernails digging hard into the blanket beneath me. I could hear his soft, growling pants as he took me - the time he spent playing with me for that brief moment he was making up - and my body cried out for his.

"God, you're tight…" He growled, leaning his body over mine momentarily to nip at my ear and breathe on the nape of my exposed neck. I gasped quietly and moaned again, loudly, mewling his name. At the breathy sound of his name, his nails dug into my hips and he thrust a little deeper, groaning and panting into my ear, his teeth brushing the back of my neck. I turned my head slightly to look at him, and could see his eye, darkened with lust, staring half-lidded back at me.

He grunted my name in a soft, breathy voice, giving me a kiss on the back and slipping back into his more upright position. I moaned his name as he thrust into me deeply, again and again, my inner walls contracting hard around his thick member as I shuddered, nearing a second orgasm. He hissed softly, watching my reactions.

I bit down on my lower lip, hard, and then released it as I gasped again, body shivering, my muscles tightly coiled as if to spring. I could feel him slowing his thrusts slightly, instead bringing his hips up to my rump and pressing in deeply, staying there for a moment, before pulling back and doing it again, letting me feel all of him, deep and intimate, as I neared my peak. On one of the times he did his, I hissed loudly and pressed my body up to his, swiveling my hips a bit and dancing on his member as my pleasure spilled over. He froze for me, grabbing my hips and impaling himself deeply with a grunt.