She was back to making her noises of pleasure. Most men could care less about the woman's  pleasure but not<em>her</em>Edward.<em> Her</em>Edward that sounded odd and right all at the same time. She had never imagined this in her life. It really was magic. He could tell by just the way she moved, the tenseness he was making her body as his fingers and mouth explored her sex. She was nearing another release , her hands digging in all the more before she tumbled over the edge, a sharp cry escaping her as she flooded his mouth with her juices.<br/><br/>When he began teasing her rose bud with another hand, the one that was teasing her rear she stiffened slightly tossing her head side to  side. "Edward... I've... never done anything there before." She would let him though... she knew that. She didn't know why she trusted him so much but she did. She knew he wouldn't hurt her. It was like they were meant to be and it made no sense to her. She had seen him before but the other waitresses always seemed to try and serve him before she ever had a chance. She had been drawn to him since the first time she had seen him. Now they had finally met and heaven has officially been reached by it.