Edward's returning
"Hey, Edward," I whispered, as he came through the door to our home. It was still hard to wrap my head around the fact that this was our home, and not anybody else's. I instantly froze at the feelings emanating from him.
"Edward?" I asked. He suddenly took me in his arms with a sweet groan. I moaned when our lips met. Edward had gone with Jasper, Carlisle, and Emmett on their yearly all boys hunting trip while the rest of the girls all stayed home. They had been gone for 3 weeks, and we had all missed them terribly. I wanted desperately to make love to Edward. Right now.
"Let's go to our room," Edward whispered reverently. I nodded happily and he led us back into the room. Even though we didn't need it, a frothy white canopied bed stood in the middle of the room; certain memories from Isle Esme still there.
Edward immediately laid me down onto the bed and our lips met once again. I let my cold tongue trace the seem of his lips and suddenly I heard the very distinct sound of clothes and material ripping under our hands. I laughed when I saw Edward trying very carefully not to rip away the nice clothing that Alice constantly bought for me. "It's okay." I said, ripping it away myself.
Our relationship with sex wasn't quite like Rosalie's and Emmett's; far from it, actually. We made love every night, not every waking moment of the day. My brother and sister were known for their untimely attraction for each other. I was glad Rosalie was taking care of Renesme tonight; I didn't want her sleep to be disturbed.
Edward groaned when my breasts spilled from the lacy bra and into his hands. He kneaded them roughly, still kissing my lips. Then he proceeded to run his tongue down my neck and his other hand disappeared beneath the waist band of my jeans. "Oh Edward," I sighed, when his fingers found my dripping wet core.
"God, Bella, are you always this wet for me?" he whispered against my throat.
I laughed and pulled him beneath me. "I wanted to try something different," I told him. I ripped away the rest of his clothing and I spread my legs on top of his stomach, rubbing my juices against him. Edward threw back his head in bliss, and I watched the pleasure rush across his face.
Then, removing my under wear, I lowered myself onto Edward's waiting lance. I cried out when he impaled me to the hilt. Edward ground his hips against me, striving for the deepest penetration. Edward curved his hand around my neck lovingly, holding me still while he thrust his hips up inside me. I yelled his name when we both crested to a major climax and he called out as we clung together.
I collapsed down next to him, panting. "Whoa," he whispered. "I should go hunting more often."