A Date with Edward Colston
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Many thanks to the anon commenters who suggested I write a quick one-shot featuring an alternate-reality Edward in the modern era, separate from my other fics.
You’re an undercover journalist trying to expose human rights abuses. For a while now, yourself and some fellow activists have been researching the Royal African Company, a London-based corporation that’s heavily involved in eco-technology. The RAC has lithium mines in the Democratic Republic of the Congo and Ghana. There are rumours that the RAC is using child slaves in its mines, despite preaching its ethical credentials.
One of the major RAC shareholders is a man called Edward Colston. A somewhat mysterious figure who keeps a low profile. He doesn’t use social media and you can’t seem to find any dirt on him. Like you, he was born in Bristol, but spends most of his time in London. He’s in his late-forties; a real silver fox. He’s tall, handsome and single. Imagine your luck when he crosses your path one day when you’re visiting the RAC’s head office, supposedly enquiring about jobs. Not going to lie, you’re instantly attracted to him, but you keep telling yourself you have important work to do. Before you know what is happening, you’ve secured a date with Edward. He proves more charismatic than you ever imagined…
At his plush apartment overlooking London’s Docklands, he tells you of how he grew up in Bristol and how charity work is a big part of his life. Despite your best efforts, getting him to reveal anything that may be of use to you, proves futile. He’s a clever one, is Edward. He knows not to give too much away.
“Growing Ankara bayan escort up in a comfortable middle-class family like I did, you take everything for granted. It was only when I started travelling that I became aware of the injustice in the world. I am just one man. But I like to think I’ve done my bit. I’m proud to have founded the Dolphin Foodbank in Bristol.”
You’ve been admiring the artwork in his apartment. He’s got expensive tastes, that’s for sure. There’s a David Hockney hanging over the fireplace. He’s got several ornaments of dolphins, too.
“They’re my favourite animals,” he tells you. “Such beautiful and intelligent creatures.”
He’s an animal lover. Well that makes him even more appealing, right? Then he takes you by surprise.
“I’m so pleased we met, Y/N,” Edward whispers, as he pours you a glass of red wine. “It’s been a while since I was lucky to enough to meet someone who shares the same interests. My work tends to dominate…”
You’re losing control of the situation. This wasn’t supposed to happen, but holy shit, this man is gorgeous.
“Y/N, what are you doing?” You tell yourself. “This guy represents everything you hate about Western capitalism. He’s no better than the imperialists of yesteryear, exploiting Africa and the New World.”
All the same, his charms prove irresistible.
Edward kisses you, slowly forcing you over until you fall back, this incredible feeling of his lips on yours. His head drops to your breasts as his hands expertly seek out your darkest place. You feel a surge of electricity as his tongue Escort bayan Ankara ravishes your nipples, his hand under your skirt, sliding your panties aside. His fingers delving in and out of you, your climax on the teetering brink of oblivion as the electricity shocks your nerves and your vaginal muscles clench around his index while his thumb nudges your clit slowly.
“Edward!” You cry out.
You see him smile as you reach orgasm. It’s the most powerful one you have ever experienced. Damn, if this man isn’t skilled with his fingers.
With one arm under yours, he half-lifts you from the leather Chesterfield settee until you are lying against his body.
With that you straddle him as you sit down on his lap, facing him and wrapping your arms around his neck. You can’t stop yourself and immediately reach for a kiss and your hips begin to grind slowly. Edward’s startled a little by your gestures but can’t resist.
“Y/N,” he murmurs, kissing your earlobe.
His hands start feeling down your back and they squeeze your arse. You kiss his jawline and whisper something rude in his ear. He chuckles.
“Vixen…”
You feel him thrust up against you as he groans and you can feel how hard he is.
His hands started unbuttoning your blouse as your fingers begin to unfasten his trousers. Your kisses get more passionate and hungry. You pull away for a moment and unfasten your bra, your breasts springing forth. Edward’s hands begin to caress them, squeezing them, running his palms up and down, feeling them flop as his thumbs rub your nipples. You breathe Bayan escort Ankara heavily, but stay quiet and suck on your lower lip to mute your desire to moan. It only turns him on further.
You free Edward’s large cock from his underwear and start teasing the head by sliding it up and down your tingling clit. He grabs his shaft and slides it inside, thrusting himself up into you. The sensations spark pleasure all through your body. You start riding him slow and choppy, feeling him deep inside you, feeling shocks of pleasure with each thrust. God, he’s huge, but you’re wetter than you’ve ever been. He feels so amazing and hot inside you. He fucks you hard. You’ve never been fucked like this before. This is better than anything you’ve ever experienced in your life! You start going faster and faster, unable to stop the momentum, the high getting higher and sweeter. His face shows total animalistic lust and want.
“Ahhhh!” you groan. You’ve completely lost it.
There’s no stopping the rush of your second orgasm. The sensations fill your body as your face flushes. You open your eyes and gaze into Edward’s dark brown ones. He can feel you climaxing and the amazing amount of wetness dripping from you. You’re squirting all over the place. He closes his eyes as he climaxes too and fills you with his cum.
Slowly, he withdraws his cock. You’re breathless.
“Are you alright, Y/N?” He gently asks, and you nod. You need a few moments to come to your senses.
“Y-yes, Edward,” you gasp. You’re overwhelmed.
Edward stands up. “I expect to read your newest column where you cheerfully explain that Edward Colston was the greatest fuck of your life,” he says with a smug smile. “Anything less and I may have to sue for libel.”
You come to your senses. “What?”
“I can smell a journalist from a mile away. Especially an inexperienced one. But, no matter. Shall we continue where we left off?”
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