The door to their room
slammed shut. The wood fibers quaked
under the pressure but held together.
In
one swift swipe of her hand, Carlisle was naked and standing at attention
before her. Her outfit disappeared just
as quickly.
Bella fell to her knees
to take his cock deep into her throat.
She swallowed repeatedly causing her muscles to stroke him over and
over. Her passion and desire took over.
“Oh God.” He moaned,
looking down at his glorious mate as she sucked on his cock.
It was one of his
greatest pleasures, but it was also one of his weaknesses as well. Bella fondled his balls and let her middle
finger trace over his tight hole.
“Ahhhh!” he groaned in
pleasure as he poured his essence down Bella’s eager throat.
Bella released him and
smiled at the blissful expression that danced on his lips. He pulled her up into his arms and kissed her
hard on the mouth; the taste of his cum still lingering on her tongue. He pulled away leaving her breathless.
“My turn,” he growled.
And before she could
protest, they were in the sunroom; her back against the cool glass. Carlisle hiked her up so that her legs rested
on his shoulders and he dove into the nectar dripping from her swollen lips.
Bella was concerned that any of the others
could wander by outside and see them, but that thought along with all others
melted away with the swirling of Carlisle’s magnificent tongue.
Her climax was building at
break-neck speed when he was gone, and then she was bent forward so her hands
slapped against the glass. He entered
her hot center in one swift motion as they moaned in pleasure.
{Tee hee hee. Yep, it was Carlisle all along.}
Peace and
love,
Nickey
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