Empty Handed
Chapter 1
BPOV
I couldn't imagine a more perfect ending to a more beautiful day.
The night sky was clear and ebony as I lay in Edwards arms under a blanket of of gorgeous stars. In the near distance, waves struck the sandy shore rhythmically, bringing us a tranquility and peace. The ambiance surrounding us was pristine and full of a passion that could have burned the surrounding palms to the ground.
I wouldn't have noticed.
Edwards fingered the thin string of my bikini against my back, toying with the knot that held the garment together. His fingers ghosted and soothed over my skin. The energy surging between his fingers sent an electric current shooting up and down my spine like nothing else on this earth. Every nerve ending in my body felt squeezed under the pressure of his soft, tantalizing hands.
I could feel his love in my soul, sinking deep into the pit of my being and burring itself deeply within me.
I was completely consumed by him. So much so, that with out him, I wasn't sure if I felt alive. Didn't know if I knew what it meant to really live.
It was a horrifying sort of peace. Like that calm before a store that would tear you apart.
It had frightened me when we were younger; our devotion to one another was instant and unavoidable. Despite my best efforts to stay away from him, that electric tug wouldn't allow it.
We were drawn to each other from the start, like the electrons of an atom; we were bound by some strange electromagnetic force.
You couldn't cut us apart, we were indivisible.
I nuzzled my face into his bare chest, littering the sun kissed skin I found there with hungry wet kisses that I hoped left little to his imagination.
The taste of him when straight to my head, sweet candy flavored skin, musky with the heady scent of Edward's masculinity. He was like a narcotic, take me up high and burn me down.
I flicked my tongue over his hardened peak, just under and then over the puckered pink flesh. It made him shiver and quake and when I closed my mouth over his sensitive bud, I could feel his gasp of surprise in the sensation. This was new, but we were fluent in this language and our love morphed into a flow of new ways of expression. I knew he was more reserved, but I was ready to show him that we could feel so much more. I needed him to see that I wasn't as fragile as his mind seemed to convolute.
With a smile I sucked away the taste of salt water left over from our midnight swim. Tearing a surprising yet soft moan from his lips, I smiled at my accomplishment.
Feeling a little adventurous, I swirled my tongue over him again. This time sucking hard, I nipped my teeth against him and pulled the taut flesh with me as I slowly moved my head away. A startled sharp breath escaped his lip as he gripped me to him, digging his fingers into the soft skin of my curved back.
"Baby," he moaned with appreciation.
"Mm…" I hummed, continuing my relentless torture and unwilling to break this magic spell.
His fingers loosened and continued the gentle exploration, taunting and teasing me. I loved the way his body coiled under my hands. Even after all our years together, it thrilled me to feel him. Always so responsive and eager Edward was easily putty in my willing hands.
With each pass of my tongue he grew restless and more wanton, shifting his body just so. I knew him so well it was hard sometime to understand where he ended and where I began. The shift of his hips only lead me to one conclusion. His mission was to bring his cock closer to the prize.
The question was, which prize?
I wanted to giggle at his imprudent discretion, willing me to lower further down the length of his body. His hips rocked forward, trusting his obvious hardening length toward my waiting mouth with careful precision. Even in asking for oral sex, he was a gentleman to the core.
Never forceful, but gently suggestive and polite non-the-less. It was almost laughable. Like sucking cock was polite.
"What baby?" I asked with sickeningly sweet innocents, batting my eyelashes up at him like the sweet girl we both knew me to be. "Do you want something?" he grunted at my coy question and thrust his hips in coupled response.
The lopsided smile on his face only made me clench in all the right places.
Eyes never leaving the movements of my mouth, I worked the flat of my tongue over his toned chest, drawing it over and down the center. When I reached his navel, I dipped inside, nipping at the rim of flesh. He groaned audibly, a deep sound coming from the back of his throat that made me grin.
I continued peppering soft kisses and fevered nips over his eager flesh. The feeling of his abdominal muscles tensing under my lips sent a surge of power through me.
Doubling my efforts, I trailed the sharp of my teeth down his happy trail. Placing a soft tempting kiss right above the waist of his board shorts as I trailed the tips of my fingers along his sides.
With insane control, I ghosted my hands against his abdomen and I teased him with my mouth using hot, moist breath and tiny nips that I knew drove him mad with want and desire.
The delicious sounds he made only spurred me on as I continued to work him up into frenzy.
We equally loved every second of it too, of that I was positive.
I repositioned myself to lie between his legs, causing the swell of my breasts to press against him just the right way. I could feel his hard cock pressed into my cleavage, our skin only separated by the thin boundary of his board shorts and my top. I was naughty, but we were vacationing and I was liquored up just right. Edward knew what a lightweight I was, so he couldn't deny not knowing what he'd gotten himself into.
Eyes were hooded and dark as he stared over his own body, focusing on my position between his parted thighs, sharp dark irises that beckoned me like prey.
"Let's head inside," he jerked his hips forward, rocking his barrier covered cock between my tits.
"Mm…" I moaned, shifting and rubbing myself roughly over him. "It's a beautiful night, let's just stay right here under the stars..." I trailed off as my eyes flashed up to the glorious heavens that sparkled above us.
Our island getaway had been a long time coming and I fully intended getting every bit of our time here together.
"The view is just as beautiful from our bungalow, love…." He frowned as his eyes scanned my body, his fingertips reaching out to push the hair from my eyes tenderly. "It's starting to get chilly out here too." In response, his fingers twitched at my hip and curled over my cheek. His touch trailing warmth over my dampened skin, still cool from the water and gentle breeze coming in off of the swell break on the shore.
"All right," I agreed after thinking a moment. I didn't need him to be adventurous or spontaneously become a voyeur for a little vacation nookie. I didn't need all that crap anyway. Edward, naked, and in the small confines of our private bungalow were just as appealing to me. In fact, the more I pondered the idea the more I liked it. Besides, his body and the sounds he would make were for me to see and hear and although we were pretty secluded, we weren't totally alone here.
However, my downtrodden reply didn't go unnoticed.
"What's that face for?" he pouted back with a curious sparkle in his eyes.
"Nothing," I sulked, but tried to brush it off. I didn't want to ruin the evening over something so silly.
Pushing myself up, I leaned back to rest on my haunches as I brushed the gritty sand stuck to my thighs and belly. I shivered as a cool breeze hit me square in the shoulders. I brushed it off by shaking it out and getting to my feet. Brushing grit and sand off of my chilly skin, I couldn't help but gaze out of the distance.
Distracted, I tipped my head back to stare up at the sparkling night sky, taken away by the beauty. I never wanted to leave this perfect, beautiful island resort. This week had been the best of my life and that was really saying something, considering how wonderful life had been for me since Edward had come into it.
He was right though, it was starting to get chilly. It's just that, I couldn't have cared less. We were here together on our forth day on this private sandy slice of heaven and I felt sensory overload.
Edward had rented us the honeymoon bungalow despite our current title. I objected at first over the obvious extra expense, but I couldn't have been more accepting of the idea now. No one was around on this side of the island and for that I was thankful.
The Southern Cross Club resort on Little Cayman was exclusive. Another plus to this all inclusive resort had been the limited number of people inhabiting it. Twelve beachfront cottages lined the nine hundred foot beach and out of the twelve, only three were inhabited so far.
I'd felt like we were on a deserted island the first day. It wasn't hard to notice how seldom the other couples came out of their suites. It had me wondering if we were doing something wrong in soaking up the suns warm rays those first few hours after check it. It wasn't long before we'd found our own groove and lost ourselves in one another. Now, three days in I understood why they hadn't come up for air. I was struggling to find a reason to surface myself.
The honeymoon beach bungalow was located on the eastern edge of Little Cayman, granting us absolute privacy and total seclusion. The bungalow itself was a spacious, open concept floor plan. The layout complete with a king size bed and billowing mosquito net curtains that fluttered in the sliest breeze.
Our private verandah that over looked the South Hole Sound and uninhabited Owen Island provided us with breathtaking views during our meals. Just this morning after breakfast, Edward and I enjoyed a relaxing nap nestled in each others arms on the plush daybed overlooking the beautiful views of the ocean and wildlife that surrounded us.
The fact that he'd woken me mid-day with his skillful tongue didn't hurt either. If this place wasn't our own little slice of paradise, then I didn't know what was. I could die here happily and without a single complaint.
Thinking about this morning only fueled my naughty thoughts. Suddenly filled with a desperate need, I wanted him to take me.
Here, now, on this very beach. At this very moment.
I wanted to writhe above him under these stars. I needed to feel the contrast of the cool breeze caressing my overheated skin as I sank onto his hardened cock and rocked our hips together. I wanted to hear the waves crashing on the shore as we carried each other through a blissful climax. Just the thought of that sort of PDA had warmth creeping in my belly.
"What, baby?" he whispered. I hadn't even noticed him stand to join me.
Capturing a lock of my hair that floated in the breeze, he gently tucked it behind my ear and leaned in to place a soft kiss at the corner of my mouth in the same move.
"It's nothing," I replied. "…we can go in if you're ready."
"Uh-uh." His tongue clicked. "You aren't getting off that easily, you should know better than that by now." He chuckled, arching an eyebrow at me in challenge. "Won't you tell me?"
I smiled shy and locked into his eyes as he drew my hand up to his mouth. Wrapping his lips around my center knuckle, he placed a gentle sweet kiss before I felt his tongue glide over the skin. I gasped, as he sucked gently sending shock waves through the bone before pulling away.
"Keep that up, and I will be getting off." I quipped with a stupid smirk, surprised by my brave dirty talk.
"Oh yeah?" he drawled, a twinkle in his eyes as he leaned forward to capture my lips with his.
With a kiss that started out innocent, we fell in to something that slowly grew more wanton by the second. I shifted, easily wrapping my arms around his neck and pushing up on my toes to bring us closer. Edward responded by groaning into my mouth and pulling me closer. As I continued to assault him with my tongue, his hands wrapped securely around my waist. Knowing I was safe in his arms, I did something unexpected and daring and roughly pushed against his chest.
My sudden movement throwing us off balance had us falling toward the sand with ease. Bracing us for impact against the soft sand, Edward held me steady. Seaming unsurprised by my unexpeted attack, Edward let me have my way and only broke our kiss for a moment with his happy smile. Landing over him just right was a stroke of luck I didn't know I was capable of having and boy did I use it to my advantage.
Taking the unprecedented opportunity, I wasted no time in brushing my bathing suit covered sex into his growing length.
This time, it was my turn to groan. No hesitation, I answered his plea him with another roll of my hips before I pressed down roughly and sank my teeth into his lower lip.
"Jesus," he moaned out, grabbing my hips and repeating the action with even more force. "What's gotten in to you tonight?"
"I'm hoping it'll be you." I said breathlessly, a little nervous laugh escaping my lips at my bold admission.
His only response was an unintelligible growl that sounded something like Fuck.
Going with it, I smiled and answered with a giggle. "That's the idea love. I'm ready whenever you are."
His hands were instantly in my hair, tugging the strands between his fingers with a new urgency. I moaned happily, excited to get my most desired wish at the moment.
When he started to gather me closer to him, making a motion to stand, I stopped him.
"No," I pleaded trying not to feel deflated. "I want it now. Right here." I gasped out the plea. "Please?" I wasn't above begging for something that felt so right it was making me insane.
Feeling like our little spell was starting to break, I pulled back to look at his face and smiled softly at what I saw there. His eyes were dark and hooded and the loudest sound was his heavy panting. All of my senses were so trained on him that I couldn't even hear the waves lapping the shore or the thud of my own heart. Edward captivated me in every way someone could be. It was a terrifying high that we'd always shared.
When he didn't speak after a few seconds, I tried to gauge his expression and immediately noticed the apprehension coloring his face. "No one is around," I reasoned quickly, fearing I was already losing an impossible battle. "…please?"
At his growing silence, I suddenly felt the cold creep of shame. Without conscious thought, my teeth sank into my lower lip as my eyes slipped to my lap, looking for a spot that was anywhere by his face. I was suddenly washed over with embarrassment.
God, I was such a fool.
When he sighed and pulled me in close to his chest he press his lips to my hair and I breathed out, almost in exasperation. Feeling foolish for having even asked in the first place, I felt the burn of tears at the corners of my eyes and bit into my lip harder to keep them at bay
. I had a feeling he wouldn't go for it, but it didn't hurt to ask right?I shouldn't feel upset, it wasn't a big deal. Right?
I thought and huffed out suddenly, frustrated and angry.
No! I had nothing to be ashamed of and there was no one around. When would we ever have an opportunity like this again? Everything was so right. I was impossible to even consider passing up this opportunity.
I could make him see reason, right? If anything he could hear me out.
Before I could start to plead my case, Edward sighed out softly. Not wanting him to say what I thought he must have been thinking, I opened my mouth to protest at the same time I felt his fingers trail up my spine feather light. Gasping at the unbelievable sensation I hardly noticed his finders stopping at the knot of my bikini top.
"Okay," he whispered into my hair, just before he tugged the fabric slowly and releasing the knot. In one motion he pulled the small top over my head and tossed it away on the sand like it wasn't the only article of fabric that separated my naked chest from the world.
Elation filled my body and soul. Forcing my eyes to look up to him, I whimpered as his hands roughly traveled up and down my back, one pulling me close and crushing our bare chests together, the other wrapped tightly in the hair at the base of my scalp. He angled my face to his, causing his mouth to work mine with the most advantage.
Our eyes open, my face full of elation that mirrored his own happiness.
"Silly girl." He cooed against my lips with a smile before diving back into our searing kiss.
Trembling and whimpering under his hands, I rolled my hips into his for friction. The main goal was relief of the growing ache between my legs.
While his left hand remained buried in my hair, his right maneuvered down my waist to the knot on my hip, he hesitated - teasing me for a moment I think, before twisting the string around his fingers. He gave a tiny tug, but didn't release the knot.
"Please," I begged, panting and grinding myself onto his erection like a wanton mess of need. Apparently I wasn't above begging, but I'd already covered that. I'd beg for Edward's glorious cock morning, noon, and night without hesitance or complaint. . "I just want to bury you inside of me," I whimpered, "…please Edward."
A deep primal growl reverberated from his chest and suddenly, both of his hands were on my hips. With roughness I didn't think he possessed, he tore the bikini bottoms from me and tossed the ruined material away.
I gasped sharply, shocked from both his actions and the cool breeze that caressed my now soaking, heated core.
"You okay?" he asked absently, pulling from my mouth for only a moment, before diving back into the kiss.
"Yes," I replied quickly, between the motion of his tongue. "...more.." His tongue dipped and swirled causing temporary motor function and memory loss. "….than okay."
"Good," I felt his smile against my mouth. "…because you asked for this and I don't think its asking too much for you to keep up here." He punctuated with a quick flex of his hips. "Mind you, I don't need you to carry conversation, but it's important that you pay attention. I wouldn't want you to miss a moment of this experience."
"I did as for it, didn't I? " I smiled back in agreement, arching my naked chest into him, begging for his mouth to hook lower and slide over the sensitive bud begging for his attention. "…actually, I begged for it." I lamented.
"Mm…" he groaned, conversation forgotten for the task at hand.
With roaming hands that pinched and caressing my body, I threw my head back and gave his lips perfect access to trail my throat with kisses that left me flushed with desire. Slowly, his head dipped down and littered my chest with hot breathy licks and nips, quickly driving me out of my mind and pushing my body to the edge.
It still amazed me that after all these years just his mouth could bring me to teetering at the very edge of an orgasm.
"Yes…" I hissed in appreciation when his mouth capture my sensitive nipple.
His fingers trailed down my belly and over my mound, reaching and teasing until they found the place I ached for him.
With a single, firm sweep of his fingers, he caressed my clit and plunged his long skilled fingers inside of me. The motion was so quick and unexpected that I came completely undone and without warning. My entire body shook as he worked his fingers inside at a maddening pace. The steady movements prolonging my orgasm as I rode the waves of pleasure.
"Yes!" I groaned loudly, uncaring of who was around to hear the noises I made for him. "Oh God, Edward…" I writhed, panting and satisfied, wiggling in his lap as he wrung the tension from my body.
"Was that what you were after?" He chuckled softly and kissed the corner of my jaw. "I love you, honey."
"I love you, too." I sighed happily, giggling a little myself at how intense and silly I'd come at him.
Edward always left me completely spent after coaxing an orgasm skillfully from my body. However, I wasn't totally sated and I wanted nothing more than to give him a mind shattering slice of heaven.
Trailing my fingers down his chest, I roughly caressed him and broke a moan from his throat. I loved how he moved and twitched under my hands. The feeling was so sensual and raw; I hoped I always had this effect on him.
Nudging his jaw with my mouth, I tilted his head back and sucked the sensitive flesh just under his ear into my mouth. My hands continued to roam, moving swiftly down his chest. When they were teasing him again just under the very edge of his swim trunks I knew by his reaction I had him right where I wanted him.
Wasting no time, I tugged the ties holding the offensive garment together and the fly fell open, taunting me to dip my hand inside and find my prize.
I wasn't disappointed either.
He stood at full attention, long, thick, and silky hard.
I wrapped my hand around his length at the base, wasting no time in making my first slow smooth stroke. His breath stuttered as I hummed in pleasure. When I pulled him from the confine of his uncomfortable shorts I could hear the audible sigh of relief.
"My poor baby, " I cooed. "Don't worry I'll make it feel so good those stars above us will pale in comparison."
A sharp breeze came in off the water and he gasped against me, twitching in my hand. I know, I told him with my movements.
He felt incredible in my hand, throbbing and firm. I could think of nothing other than ways to get him inside of me. The quicker, the better.
With my lips brushing his, I pumped him with one hand and held him firmly at the base with the other. After of few seconds of my ministrations, I felt him stiffen and knew I had him close.
Proud, I doubled my efforts to bring him closer to the edge he was dangerously close to teetering from. Nothing felt better than sinking down on him at just the right moment.
"Bella, don't move." He suddenly pleaded through gritted teeth and strained voice.
Taken aback by his request I leaned back slightly to arched an eyebrow in surprise at him. It was very unlikely for him to be that close to coming already. Even when we'd first started fooling around he wasn't what I'd heard of Rose and Alice refer to as "a two pump chump"
Nope, Edward was far from two pumps of an ending.
What I found though, were that his eyes were wide as saucers as he stared at something just over my shoulder. In that small moment, I was sure all of the color drained from my face in horror.
Apparently the beach wasn't as secluded as I deluded myself into thinking.
"Who is it," I whispered in mortification, too bashful to face the peeper watching our show.
"Don't move!" Edward hissed but remained as still as possible.
Seeing him fearful did something uneasy to my insides. Edward was my rock, he didn't show fear on his sleeve. He showed strength and determination. That was the brilliant and fearless doctor in him.
"Edward?" I whimpered. He was starting to scare the hell out of me.
"Bella, look at me." He whispered softly as I met his panicked eyes. The expression I found there didn't make me feel any better. "I want you to slowly wrap your arms around me and hold on tight. When I stand up, squeeze your legs around my hips and whatever you do, don't let go."
"What, why-" I started to whisper back.
That's when I heard it.
A soft hiss captured my attention and I whipped my head around to look where it had come from. Which would prove to be a big fucking mistake.
There, right between Edwards ankles, sat the biggest fucking Iguana I'd ever seen.
Its mouth was cracked open in a menacing grimace, tongue hanging out and looking completely crazed. I was startled by its close proximity, and the surprise caused me to literally leap further into Edward's lap in my surprised fear.
How had it managed to get so close to us without us noticing? I mean, my God were we that unobservant in the throws of passion?
My movement must have distressed the animal, because it suddenly charged at us.
"Holy shit," Edward practically screamed, scrambling backward with me in his lap. I wrapped my arms tightly around him and his hands grasped my ass and back as he leapt to his feet. "…hold onto me baby!" Edward shouted.
Quickly turning, he sprinted for our veranda like a man on a mission.
I screamed, practically climbing his body to stay safely attached to him. When Edward turned so I was facing the lizard I shrieked with fear at the sight of what was now thankfully behind us but not far enough away. The thing was charging after us faster than I would have thought possible.
"It's chasing us!" I screamed like an idiot. With a weird euphoria washing over me, I was suddenly unable to hold back the laughter bubbling up my throat, as Edward took the porch steps, two and three, at a time.
The two of us, well we must have been a sight. Me completely nude and wrapped around Edward as he made a mad dash for the porch, pants hung low around his waste impairing his natural speed as a giant lizard chased after us.
It was moments like this I wished someone was around with a video camera. I had always had award-winning moments of my own over the years, but this one probably would have made us grand prize winners on America's Funniest Home Videos.
Breaking through the doors of our suite, Edward tossed me onto the king sized bed; causing me to land with a bounce and a skid. Quickly, Edward whipped around and closed the glass French doors hastily with a loud crash. With a flick of his wrist, the lock was engaged.
As if the thing were capable of turning the knob...
With his back still to me, he breathed out deeply in relief.
Unable to hold back any longer, a peel of laughter erupted from my lips, shaking my belly painfully.
Slowly, Edward craned his neck, peeking over his shoulder at me. The expression on his face brought on another round of laughter from me. He smirked, turning to me and sauntering over to the bed, his face devious.
"Something funny, my love?" he asked straight faced.
"No," I answered with an unladylike snort.
"Yeah? You sure about that?" His face causing the laugh to quickly die in my throat. I sobered up quickly as he moved smoothly to the edge of the mattress and pushed the shorts off his hips with a newfound determination.
Completely unashamed, he displayed himself for me in all his fine toned and naked glory.
With rapt attention I watched him crawl over the edge of the bed, his muscles flexing and rippling with each move as he settled himself over me. My thighs grew damp as he hovered over me and settled between my thighs.
"That's the last time I let you talk me into sex on the beach." He murmured, his eyes alight with mischief. "I think we need to stick to indoor activities for the remainder of the trip."
"That sounds very tempting," I whispered back, breathless and smiling as I felt him hardening further against my thigh.
"What are we going to do with you?" he smiled, a warm chuckle escaping his lips as he dipped down and kissed me sweetly.
What indeed….
"First, that big damn bug this morning." Finger tips lightly caressed the gash below my left eye.
The little cut was a souvenir left behind by the kamikaze bug on our parasailing adventure this morning. It still throbbed a little, causing me to wince but it wasn't too bad. It was just tender.
"Does it still hurt?" Concern radiated from his voice as he probed the area gently with his fingers.
"No, it's just a little tender." I sighed and smiled happily at him. "It's a good thing I've got a bright, talented boyfriend who studying medicine to take care of me."
"Mm…" he placed a kiss lightly to my cut. "My poor baby," he crooned as he took my face more securely into his hands.
I hummed with relief as he continued to trail kisses delicately over my face. "You'll always be my number one patient." I felt his smile. "How lucky am I to have someone to practice on so often?"
I could stop the smile that spread across my face as I struck his chest with my palms in mock annoyance.
"Don't poke fun at me." I mockingly sulk.
"I'd never poke fun at you, love." Fingers playing with the wavy salt induced curls of my hair.
"Liar." I smirk a challenge.
"I'm serious!" He grins. "You're a little danger magnet, you know that? We're just lucky that big fucking lizard out there on the beach didn't take a chunk out of your fine, pert little ass of yours." He smirked and cocked his head to the side. "What other outrageously sized things do you think you can attract on our trip?"
A grin of absolute delight washed over my face, feeling daring and naughty I replied with a little smirk. "Well, I can think of at least one more." I whispered seductively, reaching between us to grasp his length firmly in my hand.
"I think you might be right," he answered cockily, smiling like a fool as his length hardened in my hand.
Suddenly, I felt His fingers at my wet entrance, stroking and petting in the most delicious way imaginable.
"A little full of your self, are we?" I grunted breathlessly, a shutter rocking through my nervous system as his hand moved quickly to position his cock at my entrance.
"Yes," he answered grittily a cocky smile gracing his mouth. "But I'd hoped that you'd be willing to take up that role." Without waiting for a response, with a sharp thrust of his hips he was quickly filling me in one stroke.
When his pubic bone bumped mine roughly I moaned loudly at the sensation, becoming overcome with pleasure and unable to hold back noises and unintelligible words that escaped my mouth.
With each move of his hips, I mimicked the conflicting movement. It wasn't long before we found a perfect rhythm of pushing and pulling. He filled me, over and over, hitting the back of my cervix with the sharp eager thrusts. I could feel my climax approaching fast, but I wanted to hold out for him.
He nibbled at my lips, breathlessly. I knew what he was trying to do and God, did I want him to do it.
Edward was the king of granting me multiples and we both knew I was close to the first of many tonight.
My breathing quickened, causing me to tremble in his arms as he rocked our bodies together.
"Yes…" I cried softly when he began stroking a new spot. "That feels so good…" my appreciation came out in a breathy, needful stuttering whimper.
"Oh fuck…" he growled in return, feeling my wetness increase as I began to tighten around him.
Tossing my head back in ecstasy, I moaned loudly. Arching my chest to him as he drove harder and faster into my wet heat changed the angle slightly causing him to gasp at the new position and pick up the pace.
When his face dipped down and captured my nipple between his teeth, nibbling and tugging the tight little bud between his lips I nearly came off the bed in delight.
My senses were in overdrive, and I wasn't sure how much longer I would last with him taking such perfect care of me. I was losing control…spiraling toward a shattering orgasm.
"Yes," he begged, feeling me so close to the nirvana he was sending me to. "…that's it."
Suddenly, his hand was reaching and It only took a fraction of a second for his thumb to find its destination. With practiced perfection, his digits rubbed against my clit roughly. Sensing what was coming, I acted fast. I wasn't ready for it to be over so quickly and I wanted to hold out a little longer for what I knew was bound to be the best orgasm I'd ever had thus far.
That was worth a little extra prolonging in my book.
Confusion colored his face as I grasping his shoulders and I flipped us roughly over. Quickly, I hovered over him and watched with satisfaction and fascination as his face registered the new sensations of our joined pleasure.
Fast thinking, I hooked my leg over his hip and I brought the other straight down to anchor my toes to the sole of his foot. The new position allowed me to control our movements and bring him impossibly deeper.
"Oh, fuck baby." He suddenly hissed as his beautiful green eyes rolled out of my view to the back of his skull.
Fuck yes. That's the reaction I wanted.
The elastic in my belly tightened, but I fought against the sensation, wanting to prolong this ecstasy for as long as possible.
Burying my face into his neck in an attempt to regain my control, I began our dance once again.
My hips snapped in time with his, and when I pulled him in deep before roughly backing him out his breath stuttered in my ear. While his hands went to my hip, working me on him, harder and faster with each pass his breathing picked up into glorious grunts and groans of appreciation.
"Ah…" I cried, continuing to writhe above him, continuing to fight off the impending end.
"Fucking hell Bella." He hissed at the wet slapping sounds from our connection.
Just then something within him became unhinged.
One moment he was letting me lead but suddenly the next he held me firmly and began thrusting his hips wildly into mine. While he held my hips in place he began drilling into me over and over. It was too much all at once and all too soon our cries grew louder and louder as we shouted in ecstasy.
The noises we made were quickly filling the space, drowning out the sounds of the nearby ocean and the surrounding world, as our bodies came together, over and over each pass more frenzied and rough than the last.
When the sensation became too much, bringing me dangerously too close, I quickly yanked myself away, changing the angle.
Frustration colored his face with a scowl and huff.
"What's wrong?" he groaned in disbelief, picking up his pace once more.
"Nothing." I gasped through another blast of quivering pleasure. "I'm not ready for this to be done yet."
Pinching my hips firmly between his hands so he could hit a special spot inside at this new angle, he picked up the pace. I whimpered and stiffened in his hands, tossing my head back and biting my lip in concentration when the tip of his cock easily found my g-spot.
"Edward." I cried out, finding that my release was coming hand and fast, whether I was ready or not.
Then, his next words started set off an orgasm that shattered its way through me like a complex spiderweb. Because while Edward's was capable of bringing me to an orgasm with his sweet words and gentle touches, nothing compared to dirty talking Edward. Nothing.
"That's right baby." He mumbled incoherently, totally lost in the connection of our love making. "Take my fucking cock." He demanded. "Do you like it hard and fast Bella? Unggg fuck yes, you do! Don't you!" He growled out without letting me answer. "You love my big cock fucking your soaking pussy."
"Fuck! Edward!" I screamed through my orgasm as my body seized up. I rode out wave after wave of unimaginable pleasure.
Scary thing was, I'd practically blacked out over sensory overload and you'dve thought after a performance like that one, Edward wouldn't have been far behind me. Turns out the boy had been scheming. Biding his time with all sorts of dirty little plans.
"Mmm..." He hummed softly as he kissed my fluttering exhausted lids. "It's always nice when you soak my cock."
Slightly coming to, I give him my best side eye. "What's gotten in to you tonight?" I mumble as he rocks our bodies together softly. " Did you sneak oysters or something?"
I feel more than see his grin. "You complainin' that I'm insatiable?"
"Never."
"Didn't think so."
When I feel his hand at my bottom softly caressing I'm practically lulled into a coma and purring like a kitten.
"That was incredible though, yeah?"
"I'd say so." He drops kisses at my cheeks, neck and collarbone. "But there's a lot to be said about taking ones time too. Don't you think?"
"You know I love how thorough you can be."
"I thought so and I don't think I'm done with you just yet."
It's peaceful, this connection is magnified by our joined hips and I recognize that I've never felt more whole, more complete when I share moments like these with Edward. I have no idea what I'd do if he wasn't in my life and I know deep in my bones that this man is the one I was meant to live my life with. It's terrifying and exhilarating, and although I'm not sad, I don't know why I suddenly get the urge to cry.
"So perfect." Edward murmurs against my neck as he continues his slow deep thrusts. "Feels so good."
When I feel him run his hands down my sides I know what he wants. Lifting up, I grant him access to slip his hands under my bottom. When my hips are cupped at a new angle I feel him hit that sweet spot again, only this time the pressure stacking up is a slow build and a deep burn. I can feel ever delicious inch of him sinking deep and its the sweetest torture. I can tell he's close and I want to make it feel so good for him.
"I love you." I whisper into his damp hair.
"Yes" He groans a single word agreement and I can't help how my head flops back into the mattress as his mouth works at my pulse point.
It isn't long before I'm tipping over the edge, our connection suddenly slicker and my euphoria at an high. A groan with a mixture of relief and protest escapes his lips as his hips pick up the pace. With a hand at my hip, he gently guides me into the perfect position. With every thrust of his hips I feel him tensing for his climax and I get lost. When it finally hits him I can feel his entire body vibrate with the rush of it.
"Oh Bella." Like a whispered curse from his lips, he grunts and groans above me before seizing up and riding out his own pleasure before collapsing on top of me.
Shuttering and weak, he places lazy kisses everywhere his mouth will reach without having to move his head. The gentle scrape of his five o'clock shadow makes me squirm. When I feel his responding smile at my neck I giggle.
"This is it for me." He promises, gathering my tightly. "You've got me for life whether you want me around or not."
"I'll always want you." I promise him, a little breathless at his admission but giddy and so in love.
Quiet for a moment, we bask in the afterglow. Feeling his breath come and go and the steady beat of his heart against my skin brings a dosing calm. I'm almost asleep when I hear him speak softly.
"I love you." Turning his head he rest his face over my breast, hot and sweaty from our activities but he's careless of our current slickened state. Without thought he lays a gentle kiss with the quirk of his mouth to the soft flesh closest to his lips.
Content, my fingers play soothingly in his dampened hair as we came down from our high. It was the happiest I'd ever felt. Together for four years and this was still everything I wanted and needed. I hoped we could hold on to these feelings forever.
"I love you, too." Smiling, I pressed a soft kiss into his hair.
The electricity between us thrummed like the sweetest of lullabies. It wasn't long before exhaustion quickly took over as the sensation that had awakened our flesh slowly slipped away. Blissfully content, I shifted until I was wrapped in him arms and cradled against him. It wasn't long before we fell into a peaceful rest and I drifted in a place where I felt loved and safe.
Unbeknown to me that wouldn't be lasting much longer.
This story might'a been somewhat familiar to some of you. It's a rework of a story thats been near and dear to me and in the works for what feels like forever. It's been posted and taken down, I've been rubbed raw and MIA. I'm happy and excited to get back into writing, to get back to all of you. Now here it is shinny and newly named. I'm proud to announce that I'm able to give you a posting schedule because this is a finished story, one that I couldn't be more happy to have under my belt.
So if you're willing, and you enjoy heartache and angst then join me for the ride every Tuesday.
Much love to betasmith for reworking, reworking, and reworking this piece.
Music - When you were mine - Lady Antebellum
Thank you to everyone who begged, badgered, and pushed me to complete this story and repost it. Your kind words of encouragement and support have meant the world. xo