http://www.fanfiction.net/s/7271653/1/A_Taste_of_Honey
Twilight - Rated: M - English - Romance/Drama - Edward & Bella
When I first saw a banner for this fic on Tumblr, it hadn't even been posted yet and already I was putting Soapy on author alert so I could get it ASAP. Why? The name, my friends. That title made my girlie bits tingle and I had get more! I mean, come ON, the name alone got me hot and bothered, the story is bound to make to dry hump the computer chair as well, right?Ohhhhhh Yeah Baby! But, I'm getting ahead of myself, lets start form the beginning...
So, you have Edward, ex-Senator who gave up his D/s lifestyle for that of a vanilla existence, in order to pursue politics. Ah, but he's past those days now and ready to get back into the scene.
Around this time, he is required to offer a scholarship to a very talented 18 year old artist at her graduation ceremony. Take a fucking guess who that ends up being?
Now take a guess what happens next...no, wait, don't guess, here's a taste:
As the crowd broke out into applause, I searched the student section for Isabella – coming up short. Realizing that, alphabetically, she would have been seated near the back section, I turned my gaze. A bit of movement finally caught my eye, and what I saw caused my cock to stir a bit.So what does our Eddie do? Horny lil' fuck decides to hire the virginal Bella to stay at his home and paint his office over the course of the summer. Nice! But can he seduce the young B and get her accept his lifestyle and be his Submissive as well?
She was tall - not overly so, though it was hard to judge at my current distance. I assumed she was 5'7" or 5'8", but quite petite, as she was practically swallowed whole by her robes. What caught my eye and stiffened my cock was her demeanor.
She was shy, no doubt – the way her head bowed forward caused her thick mahogany locks to create a curtain around her face as she slowly approached the stage.
I struggled to get my cock under control – silently thanking God that the podium hid the massive tent in my slacks that only seemed to worsen as the girl came closer and closer.
With, trepidation, she walked up the steps – the angle finally giving me a glimpse of her face. Thick dark lashes fanned against her cheeks as her eyes stayed locked on the ground, while her bottom lip, held firmly between her teeth, was causing some serious lust to rage in my body. Fuck.
I picked up on her embarrassment right away at the sight of her blushing cherry cheeks- she looked so shy.
She was finally in front of me when I was assaulted by her scent, and Jesus Christ, did she smell fucking innocent and sweet. She was honey, warm peaches, and all-girl – heaven and fucking hell. I stifled a groan and pressed my cock against the podium to relieve a little of the tension.
In an effort to not reach out and touch, I her gripped the edge of the wooden stand with the hand that wasn't holding her certificate. This was neither the time nor the place, and the last thing I wanted to do was frighten this poor girl with my insatiable needs, much less in front of an audience that no doubt contained her family.
I handed her the certificate before prying my hand from the podium to offer it to her in congratulations.
"Fine work, Miss Swan. It truly is an honor," I spoke firmly, happy that I was successful in hiding the lust in my voice.
Her small hand slid into mine. It felt so soft, warm, and just fucking perfect.
"Thank you, sir," she whispered before looking up at me from under her lashes.
Oh Fuck… I'm dead.
Again, take a guess where this might be heading? Ok, fine, one more taste, but then that's it! Don't be greedy! Here's the moment when things start to take a turn for the naughtier:
"Isabella, what… are you doing?" Edward asked darkly.I know, I keep cockblocking you, but if it gets you to run to read, I'm not going to apologize! Trust me, it'll be worth it! Then you can get caught up to the latest update and read lines like this:
The anger and confusion were clear in his husky voice. I had no idea what to think. Was he pissed? Was he going to be embarrassed and kick me out because of what I heard? Before I could even contemplate facing him, I took a deep cleansing breath.
Slowly, cautiously I turned.
Oh God. He… only a towel… beautiful chest and oh man… his abs… just glistening with sweat… dark eyes… sniffing the air…
His eyes narrowed at me before they widened, and then his mouth turned up in a knowing smirk.
Jesus Christ, he could… he… smelled me… what I'd been doing.
God… of course he could. Even I could still smell the sweet, musky scent my illicit activity left behind.
"I asked you a question, Isabella," Edward reminded sternly.
"I… umm" I squeaked before biting my lip. Edward took a step closer. Unable to meet his eyes, I looked down, only to be met with the sight of a growing bulge pressed against his towel.
"Ugh," I moaned, feeling aroused at the sight of his erection.
"Isabella, I won't ask again," he growled, obviously becoming irritated by my lack of response.
"Umm… I was just… I couldn't sleep… Sir… and sometimes, I paint at night. I wanted to paint, Sir," I rambled, sounding anxious.
"You came to paint, and then you heard something - am I correct?" he asked, softening his tone.
"Yes, Sir," I agreed, practically whimpering. He stepped forward, closing the distance between us and gently grasped my chin in his hand, forcing my gaze to meet his.
"And what did you hear, baby?" he whispered seductively, making me shiver with renewed desire.
Baby – Oh God, he called me that when he was… "Masturbating."
"Wanting to feel the silkiness of her panties against my cock, I rubbed the pierced head against the crack of her ass, moaning as the pre-cum left a wet trail on the light fabric."
God I love this fic!
Now, while making the blinkie, I had this whole other thing in my head. It was too busy, to much information. I tried to add everything about the fic, but it was too big of a file. Plus, it didn't flow well. Eventually, I just gave up and decided to edit it down to the porn only. Maybe less was more...
That did the trick! Apparently, the porn part was so delish, it didn't need anything else. I think the visual of the honey alone might get the readers to come...and then cum... >:)
After all, the title of this story alone was also what got me to read.
Let's see if this visual will do the same...
Enjoy!
(Copy the codes and use them anywhere you fucking want! For instruction on how to add these to your site, blog, thread or Tumblr, click HERE)
UBB (Thread) Code:
HTML (Blogs & Tumblr) Code:
UBB (Thread) Code:
HTML (Blogs & Tumblr) Code:
heheheh. It was the same for me as well seeing it on tumblr and then waiting for it to start posting. Been reading since the first chp and it has been great. Love the blinkie! rawrrrr
ReplyDeleteThanks for pimping this fic, Rose. I've been on board since the beginning - so delicious, I can practically taste the honey - and I think its gonna get lemony - soon!
ReplyDeletexx