Hot Bubblegum by SoapyMayhem
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By the time I made it back to the Mini, I was in desperate need of a change of panties. Edward's kisses had left me soaked and aching for another release.
The problem was, after experiencing the touch of his expert hands, his sinful mouth, and that thick cock, I wasn't sure I'd ever be satisfied with anything less ever again.
I was ruined.
No one else could ever compare.
The moment I rushed into my apartment, my clothes became a pile on the floor as I rushed to my bedroom. Thoughts of Edward ran through my head, making pulse with desire. I couldn't stop thinking about the way he looked going down on me, the expression on his face as he came with his cock in my mouth, or when he asked me to dance that first night.
I knew I'd never be able to sleep if I didn't get myself off.
Knowing my fingers just wouldn't cut it, I grabbed my special toy from its new home in the top drawer of my bedside table.
I found myself wet and ready as I teased my entrance while thinking of Edward's hands and lips and made myself whimper and come, imagining it was his hard cock pushing into me with unrestrained need.
It was nothing compared to the kind of release Edward could give me, but it would have to suffice.
Feeling achy and frustrated, I slipped on my robe and went into the kitchen for a snack.
The apartment felt too empty, and though it was better than being back with Renee and Phil, I still felt a wave of loneliness.
Just as my thoughts started to take a pathetic turn, I heard my iPhone buzz with a new notification.
Eagerly, I snatched it up, glancing at the screen.
My heart stuttered in my chest when I saw there was a message from Edward.
Does it make me a pussy if I miss you already? - E.M.C.
Oh my God - cue more heart stuttering.
As fast as my small fingers could sweep over my touchscreen keyboard, I tapped out a giddy response.
Nah. Just pussy whipped... - B
and then another because I couldn't not reciprocate his sweet admission.
BTW - I miss you too - B
Oh yeah? How much?- E.M.C.
I loved his teasing. I wondered if he might like a little himself.
Enough to make myself come thinking about you - B
I could hardly believe I'd had the guts to send him that.
Fuck... text me your address - E.M.C.
Shit... as much as I wanted to take him up on that offer, I knew it wasn't what he really wanted.
I suppose I could be the strong one this time.
I'll see you tomorrow, Darlin' - B