The drive was unreal. The tension was so thick I could smell it… taste it.
I tried to make small talk with Edward but he was uncharacteristically distant and reluctant to chat. He shifted around like he was impatient and agitated, which was again something very odd for Edward. I was used to him being anxious for things but never to the point of aggravation.
Finally we arrived. The drive was supposed to be six hours but with my newfound vampire driving skills, we made it in three.
Edward immediately recognized it, naturally, and looked at me with such love and adoration I nearly cried. I probably would have if I still had the ability.
Before I even turned off the car, Edward was opening my door and whisking me into the trees. He seemed euphoric as he ran and I allowed myself my first real smile in hours. Edward didn't appear to be upset; he seemed to be very happy, actually.
We said nothing as he ran. Finally, we reached our destination and he gently, as though I were still human, placed me down on the ground.
"We haven't been to the meadow in a long time," he said softly, walking around and taking in the surroundings. "It hasn't changed."
I sat down on the blanket I brought and sprawled out, watching him with fascination as he inspected some flowers. His long, white fingers brushed through the tall grass and he finally looked back at me.
"You look so happy," I whispered.
He grinned and rapidly sat in front of me. "Is it any wonder?"
"I love you," I said seriously, inching closer to him and pressing our chests together. "Happy birthday," I whispered against his ear. "Happy birthday, my only love."
I felt him shudder against me and I hid my smile against his neck.
We sat like that for a long time, letting the bright sun warm our cold flesh and the gentle breeze play across our skin, carrying delightful smells.
He pulled back suddenly and cupped my face in his hand. "I apologize if you thought I was cross before. I was just so... surprised, for lack of a better word. I knew something was going on but I never dreamed…"
He trailed off and kissed me deeply, gently touching my tongue with his. We kissed like that for what felt like hours and yet, when he pulled away, it felt too soon.
With a big grin, he rested back onto his folded hands. "I could stay like this all day and all night."
I laid next to him and snuggled in under his arm. "And so we shall."
"Bella, whatever possessed you to do this? It's been so long since we've been here… I wondered if you had forgotten."
I lifted my head so I could meet his searching eyes. "Of course I would remember it here! I wanted to come here so badly it hurt. I wanted to celebrate the day you were born, Edward. It's one of the most important days to me ever."
Something crossed his face but he smoothed it out into a gentle and playful smile. "What's the most important?"
I ran my hand down his chest and stomach and smirked. "It's a tie." I continued to run my hand up and down the same path, rejoicing in the shudders and quiet purrs of satisfaction coming from him.
"Well?" he prompted, nearly breathless. I laughed at the obvious tone of frustration in his voice.
"Hmmm... it's either our wedding day or the day I woke up from you changing me."
He lifted one hand from behind his hand and stroked my face. "Is it a coincidence that those two days happen to be monumental moments in our sex life?"
I giggled into his chest. "Maybe, maybe not."
Chuckling, he placed his chin on my head. "You're still a vixen after all this time."
"Would you have me any other way?" I murmured, feeling so relaxed I thought I could almost sleep.
"No," he said firmly, suddenly pulling me up to his face. "I would never change a single thing about you."
I would have smiled had his eyes not been so incredibly intense. His stare stirred up that familiar pressure in the pit of my stomach and the knowledge that it was only for me excited me to no end. It was so erotic.
"Edward…" I breathed out, intending to say something, anything, but moaned instead.
Apparently that was all he was waiting for.
His mouth was suddenly on me, hot with passionate kisses. His tongue thrust into my mouth and claimed it as though he never had before. Gently but intently he pushed me down against the blanket and pressed down on top of me.
"Can I have my present now?" he asked me seductively, bending down to lick up my collarbone.
"Your present is home," I mumbled back smartly.
He laughed softly and looked back up at my eyes. "You have what I want."
"And what," I breathed, lifting my hips to his, "would that be?"
He moaned and shut his eyes at the touch of my body to his arousal. I sighed at the contact, relishing the feel of his familiar body on mine. His eyes snapped open, now coal black. I was going to say something about them but then he kissed me again, frantically, and I was immediately reduced to a vampire puddle.
He pulled back from my lips, earning a very dissatisfied groan from me. Instead of chuckling or even smiling as he normally would have, he captured my gaze and slowly but determinately ran his hand down from my neck to the swell of my breasts and then to my erect nipple. With a deep inhale, he shut his eyes and dragged his hand to where my heart once beat.
"You have this," he whispered.
I moaned, his touch literally unraveling me. His eyes slowly opened again; now he looked somewhat drunk. I could never get enough of Edward looking this way. After years of dealing with his unbelievable restraint, I relished in watching him lose some of his firm control. With undeniable lust in his eyes, his hand continued to run down my side and down to my hip. He stroked me and kissed my throat softly. I was about to die with pleasure.
Before I knew what happened, his hand touched where it was needed so desperately.
"And this," he hissed with want.
I let out a guttural moan, for once not caring if it was embarrassing.
"Yes, Bella!" he cried. "I love that sound." He licked my breast through the fabric of my dress and nuzzled his face into it. "Since it's my birthday," he purred into my flesh, making me gasp once again, "I demand to hear it over and over again. Can you do that for me, Bella?"
I nodded, past words at this point. I still couldn't believe Edward could still turn me into incoherent mush. I was a vampire for goodness sake!
And yet he was Edward Cullen. It wasn't any wonder that vampires weren't immune to him, either.
My thoughts were interrupted when I heard a distinct tearing sound and felt a rapid flow of air against my body. I looked up and caught Edward's mischievous grin. Slowly, I peered down and caught sight of my now mostly naked body.
"Here, Edward?" I questioned in surprise.
"We never made love here. That's almost a sin," he mumbled against my chest.
Again he kissed my breast, now with no fabric between his skilled tongue and my aching body. He licked my nipple fervently, turning me into a convulsive mess.
"Edward!" I whimpered, squirming beneath his incessant tongue. "I can't take it anymore, please."
He stopped his torture but said nothing. I thought he was going to move away and finally make love to me but the jerk went back to his work.
"Seriously, Edward, I'm going to die!"
He laughed against my breast, sending me into convulsions once again. "You can't die, Bella. You can go crazy, perhaps, but you can't die."
"Well you're driving me crazy, Edward!"
And then my delicious husband shocked me beyond all words. Before I could smack him against the head for teasing me so much, he was naked against my body.
"Good," he grunted as he rammed into me, filling me completely. I gasped, the air catching in my tightened throat. I made a strangling noise at the rush of pleasure. "God, Bella," he moaned, tucking his head into my neck, "every time it just gets better."
He increased his speed to a reasonable pace, driving me insane but still making me want to beg him to go faster.
"Every day when we go through the motions of life, I envision different ways to make love to you." I blinked at him through my strings of moans, marveling at his ability to speak at a time like this. I realized with a start that he was talking dirty to me. Edward never, ever did this. I should take him to the meadow more often.
"Do you know, Bella, that most of my thoughts are fantasies of you beneath me?"
I groaned. The pleasure was too much. Many times I'd prayed to God that Edward would start talking dirty. I didn't realize how overwhelming this would be.
His breaths started coming out as quick pants and I grinned as I realized he was losing even more control. I loved it when he started becoming affected.
"I will never get over how tight you are, Bella."
Whoa.
"Edward!" I cried, shutting my eyes. I couldn't look into his eyes anymore.
"Open your eyes, Bella, please." His words came out in a desperate rush.
My eyes fluttered open; I was unable to deny him anything.
"Faster," I begged, lifting my hips up to match his increasing pace. "Don't stop."
"How could I ever stop, Bella? I never want to stop. I want to be inside of you forever."
"Oh!" I whined. "Please, Edward!"
"'Please' what, Bella?" he grunted, thrusting inside of me harder than ever before. My mouth fell open at the power behind it. My head could not wrap itself around this new version of Edward.
"What do you want, Bella? What do you need?"
I could tell by his smoldering eyes and his groans that he was close. I was chasing that high, too- the high only Edward could give me. It was driving me crazy that I was right at the tip of insane, euphoric pleasure and I couldn't fall.
"Make me come, Edward, I need it!"
He froze inside of me and I shut my eyes in embarrassment. We never spoke to each other this way. Sure, he had tried it out slightly today but, as I had when I was a human, I took it too far.
I felt his hand on the side of my face now but I couldn't bear to look at him. I was humiliated and disgusted with myself.
"Look at me," he ordered, his voice firm. I flinched at the sound; he was angry. "Look at me, Bella. Look at me right now."
Sighing, I opened my eyes again and nearly gasped at the sight. If it was possible, Edward's eyes were even darker than before.
"If you dare let yourself feel embarrassed over that, I will punish you. That was, without a doubt, the sexiest thing I've ever heard. And I would like nothing more than to grant your wish."
With that, he was moving inside of me again with a fervent passion. I had never seen him look so intent, so focused during sex before. It appeared that he was hell bent on bringing my climax along.
"Edward," I panted, "you don't have… you don't have t-to… worry about me. This is about… you. I want you to… orgasm."
He smiled at me. "You can say come, Bella. I find that very appealing."
"Oh," I whispered, his speed now causing my eyes to cross.
"And Bella… I will come. When you… ugh, Bella!... When you come, I'm going to come. So… so impossibly hard."
My eyes widened. Holy cow! Did Edward Anthony Cullen, my Edward Anthony Cullen, really just say that?
He chuckled and groaned, letting himself fall on top of my body completely so that he could press his lips to my ear.
"Do you honestly… think I don't think things like that? I do… all the time, Bella. Does it shock you?"
"Yes," I groaned. "I think about it all the time, too."
His length hardened even more inside of me and I knew it was only a matter of time.
His hand made its way down my body again until it flicked against my sensitive skin.
"Oh, my God," I cried out. "Oh, my… Edward, Edward, Edward!"
He leaned back again to look me in the eye. "I love you, Bella. Come for me. Come for me, my love." Then he kissed me deeply.
I don't know if it was because we'd been having such intense sex for what felt like forever or if it was because I loved him so much or if Edward saying the word "come" in any capacity was just that sexy, but I came at that exact instant. I came with a vengeance. It was, hands down, the best orgasm of my life.
I howled out, sounding less human than I ever had. I was even tighter against Edward now, and I rejoiced in hearing him curse and cry out to me.
"Edward," I moaned against his ear. "Do you have any idea how good you just made me feel?"
"Fuck," he muttered under his breath. Somehow, he managed to pump into me even faster.
"That's right, sweetheart, keep going. I need you desperately. I want you to come so badly."
"Oh, Bella," he sobbed out. It was adorable.
"Yes, Edward, yes! Come for me, too, Edward. I need you to."
And just as it had worked for me, it worked for Edward. His cock was at its hardest as it pumped and released his fluids inside. He came for what felt like forever and it was true bliss. I never wanted him to stop. The feeling set off my release again which seemed to excite him further. His weight on me was inexplicably fantastic; I loved the feel of his tightened muscles against my flesh. There was nothing like that weight of a lover on top of you during such an intimate act.
"Bella," he whispered adoringly against my lips. "Will I ever get enough of you?"
"I hope not," I purred contentedly, "because I certainly won't ever get enough of you."
"That was the best yet, my love. Will you now consider this to be one of your most important days ever?"
I smirked. "Maybe. It all depends."
His gorgeous eyebrow arched and his trademark smile appeared. "On?"
"If we can do it again."
His head bent back and he let out a deep laugh. He kissed me again and rubbed his hands along the curves of my body.
"Oh, Bella," he said huskily, "I think that can be arranged."
Meooooooow, that was my first lemon! I was so scared to write that, wahhhh. I hope you enjoyed. I'm thinking one more chapter so Bella can give Edward her present : )
