Our bodies are slick, perspiration providing lubrication as our chests press together. He kisses me hard, sucking wildly on my tongue as his teeth sting.
My cock is throbbing, the compression of our skin simply not enough. As I reach between us, Edward thrusts harder. Deeper. My hoarse voice murmurs, "Fuck…"
The movement of my hand is what I need, familiarity mixing with wholly foreign stimulation to arch my spine and make my heels dig into the mattress as my hips rise to meet his.
Euphoria spills over my chest as teeth mark my shoulder.
And then all is still.
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