Seeing Stars

Connor

We had not torn our eyes off each other until Edward's breathing had returned back to normal. He made no effort to cover himself or clean himself up either as he propped himself up on his elbows. I constantly didn't know whether to be fixated on how dark his eyes were or the fact he was still incredibly hard.

It just didn't seem possible for someone to look that… angry and needy. All the stories I heard about him were true. Seeing it with my own eyes made me wonder how any of the people he slept with were ever able to walk again. They should have been wheelchair bound because even though I was huge. Edward, much to my disappointment, took the cup.

"Do you mind passing me the box of tissues?" He broke the spell we were under as he nudged his head to the box resting on the desk in the room.