Forty Five Nights

Well after I saw Eclipse for the fourth time, I had an idea. B and E had six weeks until the wedding, and I wondered if Bella could break down his resistance, and show him a good time. So I just cooked up what it would be like for them to wait for the wedding. Not sure how many chapters it's going to be, but it's going to get lemon-i-er as it goes on. .

Longing

Edward ran through the forest a single goal on his mind; to see Bella. He longed to see her beautiful face, feel her warm supple body wrapped in his cold stone arms. His frozen heart skipped as he thought of her intoxicating scent, as he dreamed of burying his nose in her strawberry scented cascading hair. He would bathe in her essence, welcoming the burn in his throat, just to be near her.

It had only been two days since he had seen his fiancé, a necessary hunting trip, but he felt like he had been away from her for weeks. The yearning he felt was all powerful. Since she had agreed to be his wife he could think of nothing else. Their compromise meant they would be joined in matrimony in a little less than 6 weeks, forty-five days. Bella's transformation would come soon after. He had bargained a legal marriage for her immortality. To Edward, it didn't seem like a fair exchange. He got to keep her forever, but she would leave her life behind, sacrifice everything to be with him.

Their other compromise was becoming more and more difficult for Edward to uphold every day that passed. His body was betraying him at every turn. Though they had promised to wait until after the marriage, night after night of holding Bella in his arms had Edward's will weakening to the point of unbearable frustration. He knew what Bella wanted, and he wanted it too. Night after night she twisted and writhed in her sleep, sometimes breathing his name in what could only be described as a moan. Some nights she would hold tight to him, wrapping herself around him as she rubbed against him. He knew this was not done purposefully. Her need for him was only human, but her actions made him crazier with each passing night.

So it was in this state of longing and desire that Edward entered the periphery of Bella's back yard. He listened for Charlie's thoughts, checking to see his state of consciousness. There were no coherent thoughts. Charlie was sleeping.

He could hear his love's heart beating; hear as she flipped the pages of a book. She was waiting up for him. His heart soared as he catapulted his body up to her bedroom window. When Bella saw him, her face lit up in an exquisite smile.

In less time than it would take a human to perceive her smile, Bella ran at Edward and threw herself into his outstretched arms. He held tightly to her, or as tightly as he knew she was able to handle. He could feel all the love she felt flow through her. Though he thought he scarcely deserved it, he relished it. He buried his face in her flowing chestnut hair just as he had dreamed of moments earlier.

As he felt the warmth of her body though her clothes, he realized once again that this stunningly beautiful creature was his. She was his most precious gift in all the world. After years of roaming in the world aimlessly, she was his sole purpose for living. Her happiness was more important than any other consideration. He didn't want to bombard her with the enormity of his feelings. He was afraid it was too much for her mortal brain to comprehend, so he chuckled at her impulsive display of affection.

"What's this all about?"

"I love you, I love you, I love you!" Bella gushed.

Edward was surprised. "What has gotten into you?"

Bella could feel the tears welling in her eyes. "I just missed you."

"Oh, my sweet Bella, every moment without you feels like a lifetime for me."

Bella led him back to her bed, where he tucked her under the covers. But it was a warm night, too warm for the blankets. She asked Edward to get under the blanket with her to keep her cool, and he gladly obliged. He would take any chance he could to be nearer to her, to feel her warm body against his own cool stone contours.

For a long time Bella just laid her head on Edward's chest and felt the completeness she always felt when he was near her. Eventually, Edward realized that she was not sleeping.

"What are you thinking, Bella?"

"I'm just happy and I'm afraid. What if something ruins this?"

"Oh Love." Edward soothed as he kissed the top of her head. "Nothing is going to ruin this. This is just the beginning of our happily ever after."

"What if I don't deserve a happily ever after? What if I don't deserve you?"

Edward pulled her up so he could look into her eyes. "You deserve happiness, Bella. I am just glad you have chosen me to share that happiness."

Edward leaned in and gently kissed her. His cool lips sent jolts of electricity through her. She parted her lips and darted her tongue out, running it over his bottom lip, practically begging for entrance. Edward wanted it as much as she did, and he parted his lips, flicking his tongue over hers and into her mouth. It was euphoria. They had never shared a kiss like this, though Bella had longed to from the moment they had met.

Soon they were both breathless and broke the kiss, Bella panting for air. She stared into Edward's eyes. They shown in the light from her clock radio, and the look in them was something she had never seen. Before she had a chance to figure out this new intensity, Edward had pulled her lips back to his and was kissing her again.

Bella's hands threaded into his hair feeling the silky strands and the power of his kiss. His hands circled her waist, pulling her closer to him, while his tongue danced with hers. Bella had never felt so alive, so aware of every part of Edward. She wanted to touch every one of those parts. When she was breathless again, Edward moved his kisses to her throat.

"More!" She gasped. "More!"

Bella's heart was pounding, her blood burning in her veins. Her breath was coming out in moans as Edward worked his lips down her throat over her sternum to the tops of her breasts that peaked out from her tank top. Each inch of skin he licked and touched tingled under his lips and hands.

Edward could feel his carefully cultivated control slipping. Her words of desire and the sounds that came from Bella, the way her body moved beneath him, the taste of her skin was overwhelming. He had never wanted her more than he did this moment. He was making her moan. He was making her writhe. She was his in every way, and his chest filled with pride and love. But desire was the most pressing of his emotions.

His hands slowly worked their way under her tank top, gently tickling the flesh of her back and sides. He had never gone this far before. Bella was just waiting for him to realize that, and stop. She couldn't stand it if he stopped now.

"Bella, you're so soft, so warm." He whispered as he nuzzled his face into her hair. "God, I can't get close enough."

Bella reached down and placed her hand over his hand that rested on the skin of her waist. She moved it up until he was cupping her breast. She moaned as he gently manipulated her supple flesh. Then she reached for the hem of her top, and pulled it over her head. Edward gazed at his hand as he molded and teased her breast. He looked into her eyes.

"You're so beautiful." He cooed as he leaned into her lips for another scorching kiss. "I love you, so."

He continued to caress first one breast and then the other. Instinct was taking over and he wanted to taste her. He gently ran his finger over her nipples, feeling them harden beneath his hands.

"Edward." Bella breathlessly whispered. "Put your mouth on me."

Edward thought she was the sexiest being he had ever encountered. She held such a dangerous power over him, and she didn't even realize it. In the pit of his stomach, butterflies flew wildly and his penis throbbed with need for her. How far was he going to take this? Did he have the power to stop it?

"Oh, Bella."

He let his tongue taste one of her breasts while his hand ran over the other one. She tasted like heaven, like a hint of what her blood tasted like, mixed with strawberries. He licked and sucked at one breast, and then the other, all the while listening to Bella's sounds, determining what she liked best.

A thrill shot through Bella as his tongue ran over her sensitive peaks. It was better than anything she had ever imagined. She held his head to her chest, her mind getting hazy as all the blood rushed from her head to the parts of her body he stimulated.

She could feel the heat and wetness that flooded between her legs. She had never wanted anything as much as she wanted Edward. But, he had said he wanted them to wait. Could this really be happening?

Suddenly it wasn't happening any more and Edward was gone. There was a quick rapping on her door, and Charlie peeked his head inside. Luckily Edward had managed to pull the covers over her before he hid from Charlie.

"Bells, you okay. I heard noises. Bad dream?"

Bella blushed crimson, glad that Charlie could not see her in the faint light. "I'm okay, Dad. Just a dream; I'm fine."

"OK, as long as you're sure." Charlie ducked out and closed her door behind him.

Edward could hear him as he walked to his own room and returned to bed, but he wasn't asleep yet. He held his finger to his lips to indicate that Bella should remain quiet. "I love you." He whispered too low for her to hear.

Edward climbed back in bed with her, this time staying on the outside of the covers. He was afraid he would lose control again, and was actually thankful for Charlie's interruption. He had come so close to compromising Bella's virtue without a second thought. He nuzzled his face into her hair as they waited for Charlie to fall asleep.

Bella didn't hide her disappointment at the new sleeping situation. She knew it was too good to be true. But she smiled quietly. He was so close to dropping his silly restrictions on their physical relationship, and she had 44 more nights to show him what he was missing. She laid her head on his chest as usual, and drifted off to sleep.

TBC