This is my thirteenth story. I hope you like it.
Disclaimer: Why the heck would Stephanie Meyer write a foreplay scene in the meadow?... So it came close. All well.
A/N: The hinting in "The Cafeteria" is for my next story. Not this one. This one is for the fluff and love. I needed a break from my stupid and short plots.
"Good morning, love." I turned my head to find the most beautiful of creatures lying next to me with a smile on his face. "What would you like for breakfast?"
"Mmm… cereal, I guess."
"Okay," he said against my hair. "Go have your human minute."
He kissed me and unwrapped his arms from my body allowing me to get up. I didn't move immediately, not quite sure I wanted to leave. After a few seconds, his smile faded a bit and I took that as my cue.
As I brushed my teeth and hair and got dressed, I listened carefully for the noise of work that never came. As I walked down stairs I lost my footing on one of the middle steps. Before I could fall, two strong arms found my body and carried me into the kitchen.
"Sit. Eat." I did as commanded.
In between bites I asked, "What are we doing today?"
A previously disgusted but pleased Edward grinned wider at my question. "Charlie is out all day. I was thinking we would go to the meadow." His voice, musical as always left me stunned and I could only nod. "Done?" He pointed at my almost empty bowl to redirect my attention.
"Oh, yes." I stood up to clean, but Edward beat me to it. I sighed and began walking to the door. He finished and met me there seconds later.
"Shall we?" he inquired, opening the door. I smiled at him and walked out toward the car only to be met by another open door. He was very excited to be spending a day in the meadow.
He drove a bit faster than usual and hurried to park the car as well as help me out. Running was nauseating but we did make it there quickly.
The meadow was still as beautiful as before, even on such a cloudy day. I lay down in the grass. Such a gorgeous place with such a perfect person was more than should ever be allowed in a lifetime.
A soothingly cold body made its presence known next to me. One arm under my head supporting my neck, another wrapped around my waist, a leg twisting itself around mine, and a lovely face placing soft kisses along my cheek, neck, and chest. I tried to relax into the strong, protective hold but my heart and mind were racing at the sweet contact.
I was blisteringly aware of the almost constant touch in my more sensitive areas. His kisses danced ever closer to the tip of my breasts. His knee had parted my legs and was making gentle brushes at my heated core. I moaned in pleasure every time our bodies met. The sensation of it all made me ache for more. I writhed in anticipation.
"No!" Edward half growled into my shirt, his lips never leaving me. His hand tightened against my waist, pulling me closer in the process of trying to keep me still.
It was too late. The vibrations from the growl had run through my body – zeroing on my center. The pleasure from my orgasm was intense. I was shaking from it, despite Edward's firm grasp.
The enjoyment did not end yet. My taut nipples continued to be kissed, sucked, and nipped at through the layers of fabric covering them. The friction between my legs also continued – causing wave after wave further pleasure to wrack through my now tired body.
"Edward!" I screamed into the silent air of the forest as a jolt, stronger than all the others, came.
Finally the pleasant torture ended and Edward relaxed next to me. The bliss settled in quickly, allowing me to go numb and quiet. I allowed the overwhelming peacefulness to consume me. I would not be moving from this spot for a long time if I could help it.
Okay, sorry about all the crappy sentence structure. I used "but" and "and" a lot. I was writing in the car while trying to hold a conversation. I know that's no excuse for a poor editing job, but I'm tired today. Sorry, again.