We make it to the queen-sized bed and then in our frenzy I worry about this being Slade’s parents’ home.
“Babe, I’ll buy him a new bed.” Edge knows what I’m thinking. Maybe I’d hesitated when we landed gently on the bed. It’s all I needed to hear I’m too desperate for Edge to be inside me. “Slip that denim jacket off and hike up your pretty dress and straddle me. Don’t wanna hurt you by being on top.” He’s always checking to make sure I’m okay, and I love how attentive he is already.
My converse and socks are yanked off, the wig is next, and then I'm straddling Edge, my dress bunched up over my growing tummy.
“Pull yourself up; I need a better look.” He’s staring at my bare belly in awe. I do as he says and pull my dress even higher. “I’ve missed so much.” Then his hands touch me, molding to my new curves. He leans forward and tenderly kisses my belly twice. “I want the two of you to put your teeny, tiny fifteen-week old fingers in your ears because mommy is gonna be making some noise shortly.” He kisses my belly again, lingering longer this time.
My heart does a little flip.
I’m surprised he hasn’t mentioned the lacy panties I have on when he breaks the tender moment by slapping my ass cheeks and unzips his designer jeans, shucking those layers to the ground all in one tug.
His hand slides back over my mostly bare bottom, and he arches an eyebrow. "Bare cheeks?" he murmurs, only now noticing my Victoria's Secret lace black appliqué cheeky panty.
Edge leans forward and looks around the back of me and sucks in a breath. “Babe, you been wearing those without me around?” He grins.
"You made me want to touch myself at night when I wore the lacy underwear you bought me with that voucher." I'm a temptress, unable to feel the slightest bit of embarrassment for my bold comments.
“Fuuck,” he groans. “I’ve been missing a floor show?”
"Phoenix and the girls even took me to an adult shop, and we bought some things." Edge sucks in a sharp breath. I won't tell him Tucker had a field day with that outing.
“Woman… I’m about to tear this pair down the sides so I can get my cock inside you,” he growls.
“Hurry…” I say breathily. I think I’m going to have an orgasm just straddling him.
He tears the sheer fabric on the sides, tugging the pieces away, and then I raise myself, find the head of his thick erection with my fingers and rub the pre-cum around the tip.
"Shit, Whisper, if you keep doing that I'll come," he almost moans the words. Instead, I guide him inside me, unable to hold back the noises slipping past my lips of how good he feels moving past my entrance.
"That's it, babe. You're in control; you get to set the pace."
I swing my hips slowly, seductively, rotating them in circles as I rise again and then sink down onto his rock-hard erection.
"Fuck, you feel good." His fingers are digging into my bum. I've been dreaming about this moment.
I repeat the same movements, slowly, lazily sliding back down until I'm impaled flesh to flesh. We both release noises of unabashed pleasure that speak volumes about how long it’s been since we could be together like this.
"That's it, Whisper, do what feels good for you, but this is only gonna break the drought we've endured, later we can make love for as long as you like." I want to be loved all night.
“I need to go slow. I don’t want this to be over too quickly,” I confess.
"Babe, it's gonna be over quickly, trust me. If you need me to pump inside you I can, but I'm afraid I'll hurt you, so move that tight little ass of yours and give us the orgasm we've both been craving, because I'm gonna go off pretty fast no matter how slow you go."
I cup Edge’s bearded face, running my thumb across his bottom lip as I start to find a rhythm. His tongue slides out, sucking my thumb into his mouth, causing both of us to moan. He slides his thumb over my clit, pressing down in circles until I’m sucking his thumb in and out of my mouth like it’s his cock as I continue thrusting up and down on his dick until I’m seconds away from coming. He applies more pressure when he knows I’m there; he’s torturing my clit coaxing me to peak. My hands fist his black T-shirt, my hips thrusting as fast as I can move them until I can no longer look Edge in the eyes. My head drops back, and I cry out at the same time he grunts his release, and there’s nothing but pleasure coursing through our veins as we soak each other with our orgasms.
I flop down on his chest my head turned so I can listen to his pounding heartbeat while my breathing calms.
He’s still inside me, and he’s still hard, which only makes me greedy for more.
I’m desperate to try new things. Things I only dreamed of doing with Edge.
His fingers lazily draw squiggles over my exposed back where my dress has flipped up. I pick up on the fact he hasn’t noticed my tattoo yet.
“Babe, what’s going through that pretty head of yours?”
I tilt my chin up so I can make eye contact. “I need more,” I plead. I know what I want, but am too afraid to ask.
“Tell me,” he orders.
I can’t, so I show him. I sit up and draw his hand around to my bottom.
Edge roars like a caveman, tearing his jacket and shirt off.
"Arms!" I hold them in the air, and my dress is tugged off, leaving me in only the diamond necklace Edge gave me and my sexy little black bra with the lace detail on the back and my full baby bump on display.
He whistles low, licking his lips. “That can stay on.” Edge cups each breast, rubbing a thumb over the hardened nipple, he’s distracted for only a moment. “They’re larger.” He smiles and then wraps a hand around the back of my neck. “Jesus, babe, anything you want, don’t be afraid to use words. You want me to anal fuck you, I’m there,” he says pleased with my bold request. “You wouldn’t happen to have any lube from that shopping trip of yours?” I shake my head. I wasn’t expecting to see him on our birthdays. “We’ll make do,” he adds as though he has the solution worked out.
He cups me under my armpits and lifts me up and down again, releasing his wet cock which now stands proudly erect between my legs. He slips two fingers into my pussy while I move to accommodate him, drawing out a contented sigh from me as he coats his fingers in our mutual orgasms pumping them slowly. "Whisper… Christ, you're so sweet and wild," he murmurs.
His steel-gray eyes darken as they hold me captive. I could lose myself in this man who can make me feel so desired and so sexy.
“If you keep doing that… I’m going to have another orgasm,” I pant from arousal, and I’m a little breathless from my uterus pushing against my diaphragm, but I don’t want to let Edge know that.
His fingers slide out of me, and he's pulling me forward covering my mouth with his, tonguing my lips apart until he can invade my mouth just as he uses those two fingers to slip around the back and soak the area I want him to be. My muscles contract in anticipation of the invasion from behind.
“Babe, don’t fight it, just try to relax and I promise you it will feel good.”
I wrap my hands around his neck, kissing him, just as one finger slides in me and then he gently pushes his second finger in beside it, opening me wider.
I gasp at the strange sensation that is both pleasure and pain, the fine line between both I'm currently walking.
“You okay? Want me to stop?”
"No." To prove my point, I sit upright and push back onto his fingers on a deep throaty moan while undoing my bra and tearing it from my body. My plump breasts jiggle free; the nipples are pebbled; my breasts swelled with need.
And now all I have on are his six diamonds.
“So fucking sexy,” he murmurs, sliding a finger into his mouth to wet it and then flicking my hardened nipple until I cry out. He cups my breast massaging it then pinches my nipple making me hiss in surprise at the pleasure it gives me.
My body shifts to allow him the freedom to pump his fingers and I can rock my hips. I’m about to burst with all the different kinds of sensations assaulting my body at once.
It's becoming unbearable in a good way. My head lolls to the side. My eyes droop closed as the fine line I am walking crosses into a pleasure I didn't know could exist.
“Oh… Edge…” I pant. The sensation in that part of my body is alien but at the same time overwhelming in a good way.
“That’s it, just relax and let it feel good.” His hips start to pulse as though he can’t stay their movement, his wet cock rubbing erotically against my clit. I wrap my fingers around him and start pumping it in my hand.
“Jesus…babe…fuck…let go I want to come in you from behind,” he rasps, barely holding on.
“Edge… Oh…I’m going to come…” I’m really breathless, and about to climax, everything feels too much. Edge hasn’t stopped thrusting his cock between my legs. The friction it adds makes me want to explode.
“Give me your mouth, now!” he rasps out.
Our mouths slip and slide all over each other as we frantically claim what is ours—a love that runs deep.
I try hard to hold off my orgasm, but it breaks through on a cry which gets smothered by Edge’s mouth as I feel his cum shooting all over my baby bump.
He picks up the pace, continuing to thrust his hard erection against my wet lips, while his fingers fuck me from behind. Holy shit! I can’t get enough of this man. This feeling is pure; undiluted ecstasy Edge is feeding my body.
I raise my hips up and slip away from his fingers, throwing my leg over his body unable to wait any longer to feel his cock inside me from behind. I’m now facing the opposite direction to what I was.
I want to taste him first.
I hear him slam his head down on the bed when my lips connect with his salty head, and my nipples rest on his abs. Instinct has me swirling my tongue over it, lapping up the residue from the both of us. I get a little more daring and wrap my lips around tight and bob my head up and down several times before licking my way around the shaft.
“Whis…per…” he growls my name slow and deep. “That feels fucking good, babe, but you need to stop sucking me off. I can come three times, but that’s my limit. I want to blow inside you this time.”
He tugs my hips down plastering my drenched lips to his face. He latches onto my dripping pussy, sucking on my clit. My body jerks as though trying to escape the onslaught. He holds me in place, licking and tonguing me until I can barely stay up on my knees, they’re shaking that badly. My nails have to dig into his thighs for support. I’ve stopped going down on him because another orgasm starts to shred its way through me while Edge grunts his approval and laps up every drop.
I’ve barely got time to catch my breath, and he moves quickly, but carefully, changing our positions.
The music gets louder…wait is that Thunder by Imagine Dragons?
I'm on all fours; my knees spread wide, then I'm down on my elbows, my back bowed, allowing my ass to point up. "Fuck, babe…" He bites my ass gently. "Best view ever." And then he hesitates. I know he's seen the large detailed butterfly tattooed over my scars, which now also covers the word PET that was carved into my skin. "Love it, will talk about that later, but for now…"
He runs his tongue slowly around my rim, and then he thrusts his cock into my pussy, lubricating his erection. "Are you ready?"
“Yes!” I hiss impatiently. “Edge…please…”
I gasp out loud with the pressure of being stretched from behind.
“You all right?” He sucks my earlobe as he waits for my answer, letting me adjust to his size in such a tight area.
“Oh…yes….” I breathe out, trying to relax my muscles at this more substantial invasion. I can’t even care I sound like some kinky sex addict.
“Hold on to the pillow, darlin’, because you’re gonna need it.”
I reach out, my fingertips grasping a corner and tug it down towards my face.
“They better dial that music up because I’m about to make you scream the house down.”
Edge starts moving.
I grip that pillow tight.
And I bite down on my lip.