Twilight Fanfiction

Shower

EPOV

Bella hopped up from my lap. " I need another human minute," she told me. I nodded reluctantly, loathe, as always, to let her out of my sight. She grabbed her bathroom bag and pajamas, then skipped down the hall for her nightly shower.

My vampire hearing was acute, and I could hear every tiny noise in the house, including those coming from the bathroom. Usually I could distract myself by listening to Charlie's thoughts, or the television, but Charlie wasn't here tonight. He'd gone on an overnight fishing trip with some friends from the station. Bella and I were completely alone.

I tortured myself by listening to her. The small pop of her buttons, the rasp of a zipper, the swish and plop of clothes being taken off and dropped to the floor. I shifted uncomfortably in the rocking chair, perfectly able to imagine her standing in the tiny bathroom in nothing but her bra and panties. I shifted again.

I heard the water turn on, and a moment later the rattle of the shower curtain as Bella stepped into the tub. I heard her soft moan as the hot water hit her naked body.

My precious self-control wavered.

I heard her sigh, a long, drawn out "mmm" of pleasure.

And snapped.

In less than a heartbeat I was standing outside the bathroom door. I wanted her. She had made it clear that she wanted me. I couldn't wait anymore.

Quietly, I eased the door open. I could see the outline of her body through the shower curtain.

"Bella," I said softly.

She yelped. "Edward?" her voice wavered slightly.

I stepped into the bathroom and closed the door. " I was wondering if I could join you."

There was a long moment of silence, then Bella's face appeared around the edge of the curtain. " In the shower?" she asked.



I smiled at her and nodded. She was silent for a moment before a shy smile srept across her face. " Alright," she said softly.

I discarded my clothes quickly, thinking about how much I wanted this, how much I wanted her. Beyond the call of her blood there was a never ending ache for her centered around my lifeless heart. It was a constant feeling, throbbing through my body like a heartbeat. That thought made me smile. Bella had taken my heart, and in doing so had, in a way, given it back it's beat.

I stepped into the tub slowly, trying to retain some caution through my eagerness. Bella had her back to me, her arms wrapped around her torso. Her long chocolate colored hair was sleek and wet, flowing down her back to the sweet curve of her hips. My gaze traveled lower, delighting in what I saw.

Silently I placed my hands on her hips, gently turning her to face me. I couldn't contain my low growl of pleasure at seeing her beautiful body for the first time. None of my imaginings had come close to her perfection. Her pale skin was lightly flushed and slick with water. Her breasts were high and firm, her nipples a delicate rose color. I allowed my gaze to continue, over her stomach, down to the thatch of dark curls between her legs.

As badly as I wanted to touch, it was she who reached out first. Tentativly she cupped my cheek, then slowly traced her finger down my chest, my stomach, and lower. I jolted when her small hand wrapped tentativly around my erection. She immediately jerked away.

" It's alright," I soothed her, cupping her face in my palm, " you surprised me, that's all."

She smiled at me a bit impishly " I think we're quit on surprises for the night." She said.

" Not quite," I murmured, leaning down to capture her lips with mine.

Bella wrapped her arms around my neck and threw herself into the kiss with an enthusiasm I usually tried to discourage. Instead I pulled her to me so that we were pressed against each other, her breasts flattened against my chest, my erection cradled against her stomach.

I reached down to put my hands on the backs of her thighs. Slowly, I lifted her so our faces were level. " Do you want this?" I asked. There was no way she could mistake my meaning.

In answer she wrapped her legs around my waist and crushed her mouth to mine. "Yes," she murmured against my lips, rocking her hips forward slightly.

At the feel of her, hot and wet, rubbing against me, I very nearly lost all control. I wanted nothing more than to pin her against the shower wall and plunge inside her heat.

With my last shred of sanity I reached behind her to turn off the water. Before she could ask me what I was doing I had carried her to her bedroom. Gently, I set her on her feet.

"Edward?" I could hear the question on her voice.



" Wait here, " I told her. I dashed back to the bathroom to retrieve her towel. I was back I her bedroom in less than the blink of an eye.

I only smiled when she looked questioningly at me. Moving behind her I used the towel to slowly dry her hair, her back, her firm bottom. Turning her gently I dabbed water from her face, then her shoulders and arms. Gently I dried her breasts, allowing my fingertips to caress the soft mounds, to tease her pretty nipples into hard, tight buds. I sank to my knees and wiped the water from her belly and legs. Then, dropping the towel, I placed a soft kiss on her stomach.

" Edward?" she asked shakily as I used my lips and tongue to trail down her stomach.

"Yes love?" I murmured against her skin.

" My legs are going to collapse," she told me.

In one quick movement I stood, scooped her up and laid her on the bed. "Better?" I chuckled. She nodded.

I stood looking down at her for a moment, then carefully joined her on the bed. I shifted so that my body hovered over hers, holding myself so that while all of our bodies touched, she would feel none of my weight.

I bent my head to take her lips, losing myself in the sheer joy of kissing her. I felt her legs part under me, a nearly irrestable invitation.

"Patience, love," I said, my voice coming out as a low growl. I shifted, trailing kisses down her jaw to her neck, across her shoulders. I paid careful attention to each breast, enjoying her quick gasps as I flicked my tongue over her nipples.

Slowly I trailed my fingers down her stomach, following the path they made with my mouth. Finally I got where I wanted to be. Gently I traced a finger on the sensitive skin where leg met center. She shivered. Leaning forward slightly I flicked my tongue out, tasting her.

"Oh!" Bella gasped. I glanced up to see her shocked expression. Grinning wickedly I bent to go to work on her with my mouth.

She tasted sweeter than honey. I stayed there, drinking her in, delighting in her gasps and moans, relishing the way her body shivered and shook.

Eventually I felt her hands fist in my hair, tugging slightly. Somewhat reluctantly, I looked up.

" Edward, please…" she said, her voice breathless and shaking.

I cocked an eyebrow at her. I knew what she wanted, but I wanted to hear her say it. " Please what?" I teased.



Bella looked me straight in the eye. "Make love to me," she said, as firmly as her breathless voice would allow.

In a flash I was hovering over her again. She blinked up at me, a bit startled by my speed, then grinned and wrapped her legs around my waist. Reaching between us I postioned myself at her entrance, then slowly, slowly sank inside her.

Oh God. She was hot and wet and oh, so tight. It took every ounce of my shredded self-control not to plunge madly.

I rocked my hips, moving inside her, careful to stop at the barrier of her womanhood. I did not want to hurt her, but I knew it was inevitable.

"I'm sorry love," I whispered, bending my head to kiss her. Then I rocked firmly forward, past her barrier, until I was buried to the hilt inside her.

Bella cried out, and I froze. Looking down at her face I saw her eyes squeezed shut, a single tear tracking down her cheek.

I could not bear to hurt her. I shifted slightly, preparing to withdraw from her. Somehow, she realized my intentions. I felt her hands grip my hips, and her eyes opened.

"No," she whispered, " it's bearable, wait a moment."

I smiled at her words, the echo of mine from that heady day when we first realized our love for one another. It seemed appropriate that she would use them now.

After a few moments I saw her smile. Tentativly, she moved her hips. I groaned. "Bella, love, I don't want to hurt you."

"You won't," she said, before pulling my head down and kissing me passionatly.

Still, I went as slowly as I could. Not only to avoid causing her pain, but also to prolong this moment that we had waited so long for.

The sensation of her surrounding me, like hot, wet silk, the knowledge that I was the only one who would ever know her body this intimatly, was immeasurably arousing. I had to be careful, to maintain control, but I could not imagine a way that the pleasure could be greater.

Bella moaned and began moving under me. Suddenly, I felt her tighten around me, convulsing as she came. Her orgasm triggered my own, and I collapsed on top of her, both of us breathing heavily.

I moved to the side, bringing with me so we faced one another. She looked sleepy, rumbled and satisfied. I reached up a hand to brush the hair from her cheek. She smiled at me. " That was…mmm, so wonderful," she murmured.

"Yes," I whispered.



" The things you did, I never…" she trailed off, and her eyes popped open as she frowned. " I didn't get to do anything to you," she complained.

I chuckled. She had just provided me with unspeakable, mind-blowing pleasure, and she was worried about what she didn't get to do before? Only my Bella.

"Next time love," I whispered, kissing her gently," next time."