What Really Went Down on Isle Esme Part One
This is for my Twilight Scrubby-Fresh buddy, Stephanie. Well enjoy.
His touch was shockingly cool compared to the warmth of the water in which we were bathed. The sand underwater was also warm and suddenly it was done as he lifted me up to him.
His golden eyes seemed to shine brighter in the dim light of the moon. Still tense, he took a few breaths. They fanned over me soft, cold and delicious.
"Bella, I've never…" he closed his eyes; "I don't know… if I…"
I had never seen him so, vulnerable.
"Edward, we'll just do… what feels right."
His breath came closer as did his lips. His lips on mine were magic. I couldn't concentrate on anything else while his lips pressed. Then, cool and moist, his tongue slipped through our parted lips. I heard a deep growl coming from him.
His cold left hand stayed beneath my chin as his right began to wander. He traced tickling patterns down my left arm. Even though the night was warm and humid, I shivered.
His lips strayed. They moved up my cheek his breath cooling his planned path. He stopped at my ear.
"Bella," he moaned. It was soft and passionate and almost animal.
His right hand began moving down again. He stopped at my hip, where he began to massage the skin there with his thumbs. His left hand traveled down to my lower back. It was shockingly cold there.
"Let's go inside."
I had no idea how he could even think. Quickly he cradled me into his arms. In the moonlight he looked like a god.
My Adonis. I thought. And I couldn't keep my hands off of him. His muscles moved in the light. I leaned forward and pressed my lips to his neck. That lean column which smelled so good.
I'm not entirely sure but I think he began to move faster. Then next thing I saw was the mosquito netting draping over us. I was already lying in the large white bed.
"Bella, you must stop me if I…" he just looked me in the eyes.
I reached my right hand to his face.
"It's going to be okay."
He placed his arms to the side of my face and leaned down. His lips brushed mine and we began where we had left off out on the beach. His hands found themselves at my hips again. He was already so familiar with my body.
He positioned himself between my legs. I felt myself tremble. It was so much. I felt love, excitement, nervousness and arousal all at once. And I know he felt it too. I saw it in his eyes, even the predatory glint there that pushed all my emotions to the limit.
"Are you ready?" he breathed.
I nodded once.
His entrance was smooth and slow, but his kisses were passionate. Although he was as cold as ice, I felt like I was burning on fire. I couldn't get enough of him. I held my self closer to him, tighter. He reciprocated my actions.
I could barely even feel him though. All my attention was centered elsewhere. I felt like I was looking for something. I had no idea what it would be like,but with each of our synchronized motions, I felt it coming closer. My heart was racing. Closer. Edward continued to kiss me. Closer. But his eyes were open. There was something I had never seen before. Closer. It was so dark. It looked like lust and hunger. I thought he was going to bite me. Almost there. He moved to the left so quickly. I saw him push his face into the pillow there. Closer. Here.
And then it took over me. It was a blinding pleasure and all I could remember was Edward. He kissed my face and my neck saying quietly, "Bella, my Bella."