This is my eleventh story in Edward's POV. I hope you like it.
Disclaimer: Why the heck would Stephanie Meyer write a foreplay scene in a cafeteria? Anyways, they are her characters, I just had some fun with them.
"Edward, can we stop by school? I forgot my notebook in my locker." Bella's beautiful voice rang through the air. I couldn't help but comply to this simple wish – to ay wish of hers. Seconds later we were parked in the school lot.
"I'll wait for you here," I said.
"Okay. Be right back," she responded as she got out.
Her locker wasn't too far, but it was out of view of the parking lot. Perhaps my later plans could be worked out here. This would certainly be different.
I stepped out and closed the door, looking around. My angel was nowhere in sight. When she came back and found the car empty, I figured she would go to the cafeteria to look first. It seemed logical, so I strolled in that direction.
I lied down on a table out in the open. Eyes closed, arms crossed, and breathing regular, I focused on the sounds of Bella's steps.
"Edward?" she called, clearly scared. I didn't respond – it would completely ruin my surprise. Minutes later, just as I expected, she turned the corner to face the cafeteria. However, much to my disappointment, she stopped in her tracks and watched me.
I briefly opened my right eye, the one she could not clearly see, and found the sun was occasionally revealed from behind the clouds. The wind also blew by periodically to ruffle my hair.
It was so relaxing to be in the presence of an angel. Her calming heartbeat occasionally skipped when the sunlight shone again. She just stood there, relaxed. Her mind was still silent to me, and I longed to know what she was thinking. Perhaps I was dazzling her as she claimed I did frequently. That thought brought a smile to my lips.
She must have noticed, for her beat sped up creating a musical piece to fill my ears. I jumped up and leapt at her in one swift movement. Careful not to make my movements hurt, I wrapped myself around her small body and took the impact of the hit on my back. Based on the sound ringing in my ears, she was initially surprised by quickly relaxed into my hold. I smiled at myself, knowing that she was happy and content with my actions.
She was simply too much to take in. The way the sun hit her skin, the way her chocolate eyes opened up with love and care, and the way her blush painted her cheeks with color. My hands tore at her shirt quickly, needing to put myself one layer of clothes closer. A second later, I had her jeans tossed away as well.
She moaned – a wonderful, thought claiming sound. Acting on the need that overtook my senses, I reached down to give her the pleasure she needed so much. Her body was ready for me – wet and warm. The smell was slightly different, but intoxicating all the same.
She blushed deeper at the touch and a new wave of need rushed through me. Continuing my circular pattern around her clit, I slid two fingers into her soft center. (A/N: LOL!! That sounds like a chocolate. Sorry, I'm not going back to fix it. It's the first thing that came to mind and I'm sticking with it.) She was so warm. And the soft sounds of need that escaped her barely parted lips echoed in my ears, telling me I was doing a good job of pleasing her needs.
My motions grew faster and frantic as her breaths became heavier. However, through all of this, a sliver of my consciousness continued to keep hold and remind me to be gentle. The hand that was not currently busy moved up to massage her soft breasts.
Her hands were tangled in my hair, pulling me ever closer to her soft, intriguing body. Continuing with her need to be closer, her back arched into my hand. I wanted to much to go faster, harder, but that tiny remain kept me from doing so. I couldn't risk hurting her.
Hmm. Edward's car is here. I wonder if Bella is with him. Angela's thoughts appeared in the back of my mind. I didn't want to stop, she would never forgive me.
Thankfully, her release came and she whimpered in the pleasure. Occasionally her body shuddered from the waves of bliss that took over. I couldn't let her enjoy for too long. Angela had already gotten her notebook and was coming to look for us.
"Bella, Bella! Hurry, get dressed," I whispered to her as loud as I dared. I looked around for her clothes and realized I had torn her shirt. "Here, take my shirt," I said, rushing to take it off.
She finally opened her eyes and I pushed my shirt along with her jeans into her body. She fumbled a bit as I went to collect her notebook.
"Come on, let's go," I said. I grabbed her arm and pulled her toward the parking lot. We couldn't let Angela suspect anything.
"Edward, what's wrong?" she whispered to me, fright laced in her voice. As we turned the corner, she blushed at the realization of what had me excited.
"Hey Bella!" Angela called. I knew she would be here. She looks so embarrassed though. I wonder what happened.
"Hello, Angela," I called back, cool and composed. Without missing a beat, Bella smiled and followed after me, anxious to get in the car.
A/N: Sorry for the long wait on this. I hope you like it.