Sex Tips & Star Trek by TKegl

Official Description:

*Cherry Exchange WINNER* Edward’s a popular radio sex therapist, and Bella’s not only his producer but also his best friend and fellow Star Trek lover. Neither knows the other’s a virgin, but a business trip to New York could be the time for surprising revelations. When it comes to love, ‘Resistance is futile.’

Word Count: 11,266

I am in love with pretty much absolutely everything TKegl writes, and combined with my sick obsession with Star Trek, it was a no-brainer that I would jump on this one-shot as soon as I got the chance.

Right from the start, it’s epic awesome:

Edward rocked back in his chair, pulling the microphone to his lips. “”A man loves to give his woman pleasure. To bring her to climax is the greatest accomplishment we can feel. It’s primal, really…like marking you as ours.”

I swallowed thickly and shifted in my seat. It always got to me when Edward got all caveman.

You and me both, Bella.

Edward is a radio-show sex therapist and Bella is his producer and assistant. They have to go out of town for Edward to make a few appearances and do some publicity and secretly plan to go to a Star Trek convention. I did a *fistpump* when I read this part:

Edward was my best friend. He was brilliant, funny, gorgeous, and shared my opinion that Jean Luc Picard was the best captain the Enterprise ever had.

Was it any wonder I was hopelessly in love with him?

Edward and Bella work together and are best friends. They almost gave in a few years ago:

He slouched on the far side of the couch, his knees spread wide and his head lolled back. His green eyes were hooded and his hair a riotous mess of bronze and brown. He took a sip of his wine and licked his lips, leaving them wet and full. I swallowed thickly, my eyes trailing down his chin, shadowed by a slight scruff…to the movement of his Adam’s apple as he swallowed…to the peek of chest I got between the edges of his collar…to the slight rise and fall of his breathing under the thin cotton of his shirt.

Edward cleared his throat, and my eyes snapped up quickly, only to find that he’d caught me ogling. He sat up slowly, setting his wine glass on the coffee table as he scooted closer to me.

I couldn’t look away.

Our knees bumped as he reached out tentatively to stroke a thumb across my bottom lip. His eyes followed the movement and my lips parted unconsciously, my breathing shallow and my head swimming, both from the wine…and from Edward.

He didn’t say a word, but his eyes met mine again, glazed and dark. He leaned in, pulling my chin forward slightly, pausing within a breath of my mouth.

I could vaguely hear the Next Generation theme music coming from the TV as Edward finally pressed his lips to mine. The room got hot. My skin got damp. Before I’d entirely realized what was happening, there was groaning and touching and grinding and I was straddling Edward on the couch, ripping at his shirt.

I love the way that TKegl writes. The way she describes everything and brings us into the moment. Bella notices that something feels different and asks him about it, but he tells her he’s just got a lot on his mind. It’s Alice that finally gives Bella a push in the right direction, prompting Bella to talk to him and tell him how she feels. They get ready to go to the Star Trek convention, and Bella chooses to dress like Counselor Troi because she knows that Edward had a crush on her.

I checked my watch, then picked up my Star Fleet pin, clipping it to my chest. Edward knocked as I walked out of the bathroom, and I took a deep breath before opening the door. I had to admit to a girlish feeling of satisfaction when his eyes widened and his mouth dropped open.

“Edward? What’s wrong?” I pretended to look at my dress as if wondering if I’d spilled something.

He coughed slightly. “Nothing,” he said finally, his eyes dipping to my neckline before snapping back up and shifting away uncomfortably. “You just look…really nice.”

They finally talk about what held them back all those years ago and what they want from their relationship and my rob, Fictionees, you need to just read it.

“I think our first time should be in a bed,” he said quietly, pressing his lips to mine once again softly. He carried me into the bedroom, setting me down gently before dropping to his knees between mine and cupping my face in his hands. He kissed me hungrily, his tongue and mine twisting erotically…all hesitance gone…all fear banished.

I reached out with trembling fingers tugging at the zipper on the back of Edward’s costume. I pulled it down, then peeled the jumpsuit off his shoulders, revealing inch by inch of his beautiful chest. When the top hung around his hips, Edward leaned in again, kissing me and reaching for my breasts.

Edward might have lacked “practical experience”, as he’d said, but it was obvious he was an expert in his field. He bent to my breast, trailing his tongue around my flushed skin before taking my aching nipple into his mouth, grazing his teeth along it gently.

“Oh my God!” I moaned, as he switched to my other breast, his hand taking up where his tongue had left off. He worshipped my body, kissing and sucking…taking me to a place of frenzied passion I’d only imagined when we’d been together before. And when he finally pressed a hand over the damp lace between my legs, I bucked against it in urgent longing.

“Shhhh…” Edward whispered as he bent to pull my panties down my legs slowly. “Just let me love you, Bella. Please… just let me love you.”

Unf. Who woulda thought that I’d be telling you to read a story that has two virgins finally giving in? It’s sweet. It’s geekalicious. It’s hot. Trust me on this one, you don’t want to miss out out Sex Tips & Star Trek. After all, Resistance is Futile.

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