The door thumped gently against the wall as Edward deftly opened it with one hand. The other arm, to my distaste, was occupied carrying me over the threshold of our hotel room.
"It's over now, you can relax," whispered Edward. I nodded silently as he set me on my feet. His sculpted lips pulled into my favorite crooked smile as he watched my posture visibly change. I smiled back and painstakingly removed the sati n high-heels Alice had forced me into.
Though I had tried to be as charming a hostess as I could during the ceremony and reception, I couldn't deceive Edward. I sighed as I sat on the bed, the toile of my dress crumpling beneath the pressure. Edward sat down next to me, cradling me into his arms. He kissed the top of my forehead, sending my heart fluttering and a shiver down my spine.
Edward chuckled; he was blissfully happy. "Even after all this time, you're still not used to me." He frowned as if deep in thought, "I will definitely have to change that." He smiled an impish grin that sent my heart into spasms of anticipation.
He laid back on the ample supply of pillows; taking me with him. I lay with my back pressed against him as his lips began to trace the familiar path of my jaw. I inhaled deeply at the scent of him so close. No, I could never get used to that. I wrapped my arms around him as he began kissing my neck. I tried to stay calm; I wanted this to be perfect, but I couldn't stop myself. My pulse raced and my breathing quickened.
As if Edward sensed my urgency (which he no doubt could from the stunts my heart was performing) he began tracing the veins in my neck as his lips moved to mine. My hands intertwined into his hair as they had the first time we kissed, and I pressed his face to mine. The perfect feel of his icy touch was too much for me. I dropped my hands to the buttons of his tuxedo jacket, clumsily unfastening them. I was still half surprised when Edward didn't resist. I knew I had fulfilled his conditions, but the reality of what we were doing hadn't sunk in yet. It was exactly as I had pictured, in my happy place with Edward, but this was real, much better than my imagination.
I gasped for air when Edward didn't stop, and his hands moved down my shoulders. I shivered as his hands made their way down the exposed median of my back. Without pause he effortlessly unfastened the single zipper of my dress. I had managed to remove his coat, but I was struggling with the smaller buttons of his shirt. Edward chuckled again and undid them himself before I even had a chance to blink. Suddenly my bare skin was pressed against his, and I became lost as I melted into him.