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September 13

You pick me up for dinner after I spend the day with my dad.

He looks at you in that "Don't fuck up my daughter" kind of way that only father's know how.

I laugh at him and reach up to kiss his cheek, his moustache brushing my cheek on the way. We are rarely affectionate, but he is sensitive today, so he hugs me close before releasing me to you.

We drive down to Port Angeles to an intimate Italian restaurant where I want to cut a bitch at the hostess stand for ogling you.

You don't notice because your eyes are only on me.

You make me feel so beautiful even though I think I'm plain.

But you, you are. Beautiful that is.

And mine. All mine. So you've told me, repeatedly.

We finish dinner and share dessert.

You move so that we are both sitting on the same side of the booth. Normally, I would scoff at couples that would do this, but right now, I love feeling you so close to me.

We are in our own world here, using the same fork to eat the mix of mascarpone cheese and coffee flavoured liquored goodness.

You pay the bill and are oblivious to all the blatant stares being cast in your direction. I am in heaven.

We reach your car and you hold me close, lightly pressing me against the passenger side door.

"Edward, thank you for tonight…" I start; shy now that you are so close to me, "It was ama-"

"Shhhhhhh…" you press your pointy and middle fingers to my lips and I stop breathing completely.

You look down at me; your dancing green eyes are boring into my chocolate brown ones so intensely, I know I will never tire of it; I will only want it more and for always.

"It's only the beginning for us, Bella. I promise to make each one better than the last."

And you kiss me.

It starts of slow and sweet, like it's our first, even though it's not quite our first, but it's still new and leaves me shivering. And quickly, it morphs into this crazy, needy, hot, unrelenting union.

You open the door and I dive into the backseat, thankful that its dark out and your windows are tinted. You quirk your brow at me and I giggle pulling you in with me.

"Tonight is all about you, my sweet girl…" you mumble into my mouth, halting our kisses, "I want to feel you quiver in my arms, come here…" you say, patting your lap so my back is to your front.

I feel your hard length against my ass and I can't help but grind down, earning a low, long growl from you.

I turn awkwardly to kiss you and your hands roam my body.

You moan when you cup my breasts in your hands, and then lightly pinch my nipples through the thin fabric of my top.

I am breathing so embarrassingly loud, but so are you.

Kissing, grinding, feeling, moaning.

It's all so good.

Then your hand finds the button of my pants and then the zipper goes down. You push them so they pool around my ankles and the naked skin of my legs feels your clothed ones.

My panties are soaking and I want to die because in a few seconds you will know how wet you make me…All – the – time.

I've dreamt of this so many times, it's surreal to me.

Your fingers on me right now are a million times better than I could ever conjure in my imagination.

Light scratch of my skin just above where I'm aching, soft brush of my clit, down to my lower lips where I am drenched with how much I want you.

"Oh fuck, ya. I love how you are so warm and wet for me, baby." Your voice is so hoarse with want, it only makes me wetter.

I'm so close already, I'm incoherent.

I feel you everywhere.

Your breath in my hair, your lips on my neck, your hand kneading my breast, your fingers knuckle deep inside.

You tease me, out and in. Gathering my arousal all around, finding all the secret places down there, coating it all with my wetness.

"Oh…ah…yesyesyesyes…" I sputter as your thumb rubs my clit and I feel it.

I know its coming now, it's like a tiny flame that wants to jump out and ignite in me.

I throw my head back and you sense that I'm going to scream so you remove your hand from my breast and cover my mouth.

My eyes roll so far back because if possible, this turns me on even more.

"So good, love, you are so beautiful. Cum for me, I want you to cum all over my fingers, baby."

Now instead of your hand covering my mouth, your fingers roam inside it.

You match your movements down there with the ones in my mouth.

Thrust, thrust, thrust.

And holy fucking hell the feeling is too much that I am sent right over the edge and beyond.

I cum like you tell me to, all over your fingers.

"I love you, Bella. Happy birthday, baby."

And it is...I am happy, right here with you.

Smutty present for my beta emtx3015 - this is why I kept mentioning your birthday week!

This is a short fic people - just some good old fashion dirrrrrrty. Happy birthday ET xoxoxoxo.

A hundred thank you's for bethroann for steppin' up - you are f*cktastic lady.

To Shemar loving Superstar for your prereading - thank you sister.