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WARNING: This story is rated M because it contains mature content that is not appropriate for minor viewers.
"Bella..." He sighed. He slowly brushed his lips back and fourth across my throat. As his face moved toward mine I turned to meet him there, pressing my lips to his. His hands suddenly grabbed my face, pulling me to him. There was a new sense of urgency in the way his lips moved with mine. He kept kissing me until I had to pull away, gasping for air. As I tired to catch my breath his lips moved to my throat, kissing down across my collarbone and back up to my jaw. My fingers untangled from his hair and slid down to his shirt. I unfastened the buttons quickly and my fingers slowly traced the icy contours of his perfect chest. I pulled his mouth back to mine and he seemed just as eager as I was. Slowly he laid me down onto the bed, resting my head on a pillow as he continued to kiss me in earnest. I suddenly felt hot as his icy skin pressed lightly against mine. I broke away to catch my breath and he again moved his lips to my throat. Slowly, I reached up and slid his shirt from his shoulders. I got it down to his biceps and then it was gone, laying on the floor next to the bed. I never even felt his lips leave my skin. Suddenly he was sitting up, keeling, one of my legs on either side of him. I blushed at the thought. His breathing was just as ragged as mine. He looked down at me and his eyes were full of a new emotion I couldn't quite grasp; almost hungry. He slowly moved his hands to the top button of my blouse. He hesitated for a moment and then unbuttoned it. I held my breath. No way could this be happening. He then dipped down and pressed his cool lips to my collarbone, fingers still freeing the buttons of my shirt. I was frozen. I had to remind myself to breathe. I shivered in pleasure when I felt the sides of my shirt fall open and his lips gently kiss around my navel. He continued to slowly kiss up my stomach to my throat, my jaw and continue up until he paused at the corner of my mouth.
"Breathe Bella." He murmured. I could hear a smile in his voice. I hadn't realized I was holding my breath.
I took a deep breath and then his lips were on mine again. My arms locked around his neck and my fingers twisted in his hair. I strained him closer to me, shivering when his marble skin touched mine. Fire coursed through my veins as his hands curved down my arms taking my shirt with them.
My head was spinning, so full of the sweetness of his breath. I was gasping for air as he reluctantly pulled his lips slightly away from mine. His breathing was ragged and he whispered my name and lightly kissed me for a second before pulling himself into a kneeling position again.
Again he looked me over as we both tried to calm our erratic breathing. After a moment his hands were on my face, and he slowly moved them down my body. "You are so… beautiful." He breathed. "No, so much more than beautiful." I flushed at his words but I could not move my eyes from his face. "I love you." His hands slid to my jeans, un-zipping them. Slowly he moved his hands down my legs, taking my jeans off as he went, pausing now and again to plant a kiss on my thigh or calf. My breath hitched in my throat as I heard them fall to the floor. He paused again, looking at me. I couldn't believe my face could have flushed more but it did. His fingers brushed my face. "I love when you do that." He murmured his lips suddenly at my ear. His hands trailed down my body, leaving fire in their wake. He moved his lips to mine as his fingers reached the top of my underwear. I froze and so did he. He looked into my eyes, beseeching. I exhaled and brought his mouth back to mine hoping he would understand my unspoken words. He did. Slowly his fingers ventured below the elastic.
His icy fingers rubbed me gently as his lips fused to mine. Then slowly I felt one finger slip inside. I moaned against his lips at the sensation. He froze, afraid he had gone too far, pulling away from my lips breathing hard. I put my hand on his face and looked into his worried eyes. "Don't…" I whispered. "Please don't stop." He hesitated for another moment, then crushed his lips to mine again, as he slowly moved his finger in and out of me. I gasped at the pleasure of his touch as he continued. Soon he added another finger and I forgot to breathe. His fingers worked and pleasure soon overtook me. I couldn't think, I couldn't see, I couldn't breathe. All I could do was feel. Feel his fingers moving in me, feel his lips on my skin and his cool breath caress me. I realized I was thrusting my hips into his fingers. "Edward." I moaned. "Hmm..?" he sighed against my neck. "I… I… OH!!" I moaned out. My body trembled as it found release, pleasure beyond anything I ever felt blinding my senses. I buried my head in his shoulder, moaning and trying to catch my breath. When I finally did I realized he had removed his fingers and he was planting gentle kisses on my shoulder.
"Edward." I finally managed to stutter.
"Yes love?" He whispered between kisses.
"That was… was.." I was at a loss for words.
"Yes?" He prompted a smile etched in his voice.
"Amazing." I whispered.
"Mmmm." He chuckled as he continued to kiss up my neck.
"Edward?" I asked… as I felt the red creep to my face.
"Hmmm?" He replied, his face still buried in the crook of my neck, planting kisses.
"Do you want… I mean.. do you think that you are able? I mean…." I sighed, and my face flushed to deep crimson.
"Yes love?" I didn't respond. He stopped kissing and brought his face to look at me. "You're blushing?" he asked, surprised, brushing his fingers across my cheek. "What is it?"
I couldn't bring myself to answer. Maybe I didn't need to... with words. I unlocked my arms from around his neck and trailed my hands down his chest slowly. "Mmm." He groaned at my touch. I rested my hands at his waist, and then slowly moved to the button of his jeans and undid it. His body tensed immediately and I froze.