"They? Shouldn't that be up to you?"
"Yes, it should've. That's why it still lingers in my heart. I didn't care that the father wouldn't be there. He was a nice guy. It was just unplanned. We were partying all the time and got stupid. It was probably for the best. But I really thought about it for a while—having a child, a family, the white picket fence and stuff."
"Well you're still young, dear. There's still time."
"I guess. Everyone said the same kind of things ... some other time, some other place, but you're a mother and you know what goes through your head. I just ... I don't know."
"You just wonder what if..."
With a smile, Ami looked at Edward's mother. She understood. “You want to go shopping with me later this afternoon? I have to pick up some things at the market for dinner. Feeding those two guys is a chore, especially after them being out all day."
"I don't know. I wanted to come here and kinda hide out. I went out with Edward and got in a bar fight last night."
"And you call that hiding out?” Ellen laughed.
"I don't stay inside real well."
Ellen waved her hand to Ami. “Oh, don't worry so much. Most people around here are small town folks and wouldn't expect someone like you to be out and about."
Ami shrugged and then smiled. “All right. It would be nice to get away."
Ellen got up from the table. “Well I'd better get going. I know you probably need a little time. I'll come by in a few hours."
"Thanks for coming by,” Ami said as she got up too. “It feels good to talk to someone and not worry about it showing up in the tabloids."
Ellen grinned. “Actually I should thank you."
"Okay, but why?"
"Well last night Edward's father was so frisky after seeing you in the shower that ... well, you know. I haven't seen ol’ Fred like that since he got his Viagra prescription.” Ellen turned three shades of red and giggled out the door.
The night air filled Edward's room reminding him of the emptiness in his life. Ami was a real woman, just like anybody else. Except she had a voice from heaven, a body sculpted from God's hand and eyes that made his heart melt and his cock hard. She was a beautiful person, and he was starting to become deeply in “like” with her.
Feelings he thought long lost were warming his heart again. She had wanted to stay in the living room by the fire tonight. He wanted her but respected her. His mind was right, but his body was outright pissed off at him.
"Edward? Are you awake?"
He heard a soft voice speak just above a whisper as his door slowly opened.
"Yeah, I'm awake. I can't sleep.” He looked to see Ami walk into his room in a long oversized T-shirt with glow-in-the-dark words that read, “The voices in my head say you are fucking nuts!"
She didn't say anything as she moved toward him, just smiled when she reached the foot of his bed and brushed her hand across the top of the bedspread as she walked around to the side.
"Do you mind if I sleep with you tonight?” Her voice was soft and subtle. “Please, I want to."
Edward pulled back the comforter and sheets and held out his hand to bring her into his bed. It was awkward and yet so right for her to be there. She quietly climbed in next to Edward, and he almost screamed. Her ice-cold feet pressed against his legs as she snuggled against him.
He pondered the age-old question of why a woman's feet could be that fucking cold when every other part of her was so warm.
They lay spooned in a cuddling embrace, their bodies fitting together like they were molded at the same time. Edward tried to remain calm, but he breathed in the fragrance of her hair. She smelled wonderful. Her skin was smooth and soft to his touch. Everything about her made him long for more.
She rolled over to face him and for a moment they just gazed into each other's eyes.
"Edward? Last night was just so wild and crazy. I don't want to appear like the media says I am. I just needed to feel like a woman. To be lusted after and wanted. You make me feel that way, and to be honest, I like it a lot."
"Ami, I don't know what's happening with us. You make me happy. I'm just not sure..."
She interrupted him by putting a finger over his lips. “I don't know how much longer we'll have together, Edward. You show me what I could have. Let's not waste time thinking about it.” She pulled his face to her and kissed him. He pushed Ami onto her back. She lay quietly, watching him, and Edward admired the beauty beside him. Her eyes were glistening in the dim light of the bedroom. The only light came from the full moon shining through a window. He tugged the T-shirt up her body and she lifted up, releasing the weight holding it down and letting him pull it free.
Edward rubbed his hands over her pale skin, massaging the textures of her body. As he stroked her curves, he heard her moan in pleasure. His gaze followed his descending hands as they touched her abdomen. Her pelvis arched up when his hand got closer to her pubis. Edward bit his lip when looking down between her legs. His hunger for Ami was undeniable.
Her form was silhouetted in the dim shine but her nipples were erect, as if begging for attention. He smiled and ran his fingers over her breasts, just brushing against her nipples. Ami began to giggle, and he figured his soft touch was tickling her. He lowered his lips to her chest and let his tongue flick over the tip of her nipple. With a growl he sucked her nipple into his mouth.
Ami's body rose gently as she gasped. Her chest rose and a quiet moan left her body. Edward pulled upward, letting her nipple pop free from his lips. He repeated the sensual act on her other nipple not wanting to be unfair to the perfect set of breasts before him. Sitting up, he smiled and looked down on Ami's nude body.
He leaned forward and kissed her partly opened mouth. Pulling back he spoke softly, “I've been wanting to taste you for a long time. Now it's time to satisfy one urge."
He scooted down on the bed, and Ami parted her legs in anticipation. With a deep breath he took in the fragrance of her wet pussy. The sight of her made his cock twitch, knowing it would soon be buried deep within this heavenly spot.
His mouth warmed her pussy as he kissed the wet opening. When his tongue spread her pussy open, a moan escaped from deep within her. Edward wanted to give her all the pleasure that she could handle. So many took from her that he wanted her to freely take what he could give her.
She began to pant with each lick of his tongue. Her legs lifted her sex to his mouth, begging him for more and he obliged. His appetite for her was insatiable. Over and over he sucked and lapped the sweetness from within her.
Her clit throbbed beneath his tongue as he flicked the tip across it.
She writhed in ecstasy. “Oh, Edward, don't stop. Please don't stop..."
"It's been so long. Too long. Mmmm, you are making me ... Oh God.” Ami's hands reached for the back of Edward's head, her fingers tugging at his thick hair.
Her body began to jerk and thrash about with Edward's tongue flicking against her clit. Ami was beside herself with pleasure. Everything he did inched her toward the peak. His hands caressed her ass, his tongue digging for its treasure. All the while he was humming along to some unknown music. The constant hum that vibrated through Ami's pussy and up her spine.
Her breathing quickened to tiny panting gasps. Her heart pounded and with a final sigh her body flexed. Like a cat stretching, she reached for anything to stop her fall, the moment of ecstasy flowing around her as she shook uncontrollably and came.
Edward continued to lick and suck on her pussy, making her squirm and twitch. “Stop it, Edward, it tickles.” She tried to put her legs together, but Edward kept his hands on her inner thighs and started humming again.
"Mmm, I don't know if I want to stop. I haven't eaten pussy in so long, and I may never see it again. It's like eating really good Mexican food. Extra spicy, super hot and after you have it once you want to savor the taste over and over again.” With a growl he buried his face in her pussy again.
The tickling subsided and Ami sti
ll felt aroused, wet and in need of some serious screwing. She wanted the emptiness inside her to be filled by her man. “You know, Edward,” she spoke softly. “There's something else you can do down there that is very satisfying."
Edward popped his head, looking at Ami over the length of her body.
"Come up here.” She smiled at his mangled hair and goofy grin.
His cock was hard and slid along her thigh. Her pussy ached to feel him inside. Resting down on her, his weight took her breath away. They looked into each other's eyes.
Edward rolled onto his back. He reached over to a small end table beside the bed and she heard him rummaging through a drawer. She figured he was digging for his stash of condoms.
Ami's saliva dripped along the base of Edwards cock as she took him as deep into her mouth as possible. The swollen head pressed the back of her throat causing her to gag. Her lips clung tight around him as she pulled up, the ridge of the head stopping her and she sucked back down on him. Edward's moaning signaled she was doing something very right.
Her fingers caressed over his legs and up to his balls. She toyed and fondled him with her mouth holding his cock. She was beginning to understand Edward's food analogy and his savoring comments. She loved the control and the feel of the situation, loved giving such pleasure to someone.
"I'm not going to be able to hold off much longer if you keep this up.” Edward groaned.
Ami let him free but stroked him with her hand. “Oh you'll be keeping things up all night if I have my way with you.” She then lowered her mouth back onto him.
Her hand squeezed along the base of his cock, milking him as her mouth sucked him in and out. She noticed him tensing and relaxing below her. She began to quicken her movements and reached one hand up to drag over his chest. Her nails dug into his skin. She was getting so aroused by this. She rubbed over his tight nipples, and he moaned as she pulled at one.
She felt him arch up, pushing himself into her mouth, and she envisioned him pushing his cock into her soaked pussy.
With a grunt and a gasp he erupted into her mouth. Ami felt the hot seed from his loins coating her throat but didn't want to stop. She wanted to satisfy him just as he had done to her. Over and over he spewed the lava from within him. She kept sucking him down and eventually he began to snicker.
"Now I understand what you meant by tickling."
Ami plopped back on the bed. She wiped her lips and rested alongside Edward. This was a comfortable place for them. Both relaxed, both satisfied and both tired.
"Make love to me, Edward—make love to me.” She didn't want a simple fuck. They had spent a little time together. Long enough to get to know each other. She was growing closer to him and wanted to connect on a different level.
Sometimes nights of passion are just that. Expressions of affection through acts of sexual desire. Ami hadn't felt whole for a long time. What they have may or may not be love, but the mutual feelings and obvious connection drew her closer than she'd been to a man in a long time. The night went on forever as they explored each other and shared an experience they knew they would both cherish.
Ami held onto the headboard, moaning, her body jarring as Edward pounded into her from behind. The sounds emanating from her were a mix of ecstasy and pleasure.
Edward grasped her hips and pushed deep. His pelvis slammed against her ass making a slapping sound in the quiet room. Her breasts swayed with the movement of their bodies as over and over Edward hammered into her.
Ami licked her finger, reached between her legs and stroked her clit. It was swollen and sensitive. The fury of their passion made her oblivious to everything around them. She was on the verge of climax and wanting to freeze this moment of passion in time.
"Oh, Edward, oh, I'm coming, I'm coming."
She shuddered as she let go, the spasms of her pussy caressing Edward's cock buried within her. He continued plunging into her and threw his head back, groaning loudly. With a powerful thrust he froze—Ami could feel his cock throbbing and knew he was letting go too.
The crescendo of their sexual symphony burst. A night of perfect harmony ending with a magnificent finale.
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Chapter Six
Edward staggered down the small hallway, clasping his balls in his hand and yawning. Pausing by the mirror hanging on the wall he blinked, “What a night.” He mumbled to himself. His hair resembled trees after a windstorm. He was not a pretty sight. He stared at the coffee machine, waiting for it to make coffee by itself.
"Fuck, I need to make coffee. I must have slept a whole thirty minutes last night.” He grabbed the coffee from the cupboard above the sink, scooped in some fresh grounds and added water to the container.
"Man I hope I didn't screw up last night.” He snickered. “Well I did screw in a lot of ways.” As he stood there laughing he grabbed his balls again. “Ouch, I feel like I may have pulled a groin muscle or something."
For the next few minutes he continued to talk to himself as he made the caffeine-cure for tiredness, doing what men do regularly. Like someone other than their penis is listening.
"Who are you talking to?” Ami walked into the kitchen wearing one of Edward's oversized T-shirts and nothing underneath. She reached under the back of it revealing her bare ass while scratching her lower back.
"Can I have a cock—I mean a cup?” Obviously not functioning mentally yet either, Ami sat at the table and yawned.
"I think you had that last night,” Edward said with an evil grin.
"Typical man. Yes I did. And—to stroke that male ego—it was wonderful.” She paused. “Now give me some fucking coffee."
He placed a steaming cup of liquid wake-up in front of her. Ami took a few sips along with a deep cleansing breath.
"I just want to be honest here, Edward. It's not like me to stay with a man after ... well, after a night."
"I understand. You probably have men throwing themselves at you all the time."
"Yeah, but I don't fuck them. I haven't been with a man in almost a year. The last guy was one of our road crew. We were together for two years. Contrary to what the media says, I'm sooo not a rock-goddess-heartbreaking-slut. That's why Ben left. He couldn't handle everything he heard and read. It's a goddamn hard life, you know, when everyone wants a piece of you. It gets to the point where nobody is real anymore."
"Ami ... listen to me. I don't want anything from you. Yes, it's really a fantasy come true that I met someone I've spent hours thinking about. Hours in dimly lit bathrooms with a magazine in one hand and something else in the other, but there are no ulterior motives for me. Last night? That was real. It was fucking incredible and it was real. I have to realize that it was just two people being together in a wonderful way and not read anything else into it. Whatever happens, happens."
She looked up from her coffee and into his eyes. He was being honest with her, and she could see it. “Okay. So now what?"
He smiled and wiggled his eyebrows. “You wanna take a bath?"
She grinned back. “Sure, but brush your teeth first. Your breath smells like a dead skunk."
The water had cooled and Ami reached her foot forward, turning the small knob to add some hot water to the bath. She let her toes plug the nozzle as the water spilled out.
"Quit doing that—you'll make a mess.” Edward reached around her in the tub.
With her foot, she shut the faucet off after the water got warmer.
"You're rather gifted with those feet of yours."
"Well, I have other parts that are pretty limber too."
"Uh yeah, I've noticed."
The water caressed their skin, and Ami leaned back into Edward. This felt right to her. No pressure to do anything. In the back of her head she knew this calm would end, but for now she would soak it up.
Ami grinned as Edward's soapy hands washed her in all the right places. His fingers just happened to stay on her breasts for a longer time than on other places. “I'm pretty sure my nip
ples are clean now, Edward."
"You can never be too sure."
"I can also tell that something else is in the water now. It feels like the Loch Ness monster maybe.” She reached her hand back and grasped the monster.
"I think you found him."
"Mmm, maybe he'd like to go back to his cave?” Ami turned in the water, facing him.
"You trying to screw me to death?"
"Oh, okay, then I'll stop.” She turned away in a huff.
Edward laughed. “I didn't say I minded. If I had a choice on a way to go, you know what line I'd be in. The long ass line with every other man."
She turned around and faced him again. They kissed as their bodies slid against each other in the water, and she lay on top of him. The water was getting warmer from the heat rising between them. Their kisses went from romantic pecks to lip-locking infernos of passion. Small splashes of water fell to the floor as their bodies moved in the tub.
"Mmm.” Ami smiled and straddled Edward in the small tub. Her breasts swept over the leftover bubbles in the water. With a growl she grabbed his cock and began to stroke it with her palm.
"My God, you look and feel incredible."
They began kissing again, Edward's hands washing water up her back and over her hot skin. All Ami could think of was the pleasure she felt holding Edward in the water. She was encased in this watery cocoon, stroking Edward with more vigor and passion. The water splashed out of the tub to the floor as waves began to sway back and forth with her motions.
Edward groaned and closed his eyes. His head fell back onto the towel resting behind it like a pillow. “Oh fuck."
Ami let go and slid over him in the water. His hands grasped her breasts ever so gently, squeezing them every time she lowered down onto his rigid cock. The water washed up Edward's chest then splashed between them. He reached his hand down her back grabbing her ass.
Ami looked down and took Edward's face in her hands. Her emotions and feelings were overwhelming. All she could think of was how good this man made her feel.
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