Author: Rebecca.
Title: Show her Reality (or Shower reality depending on how you want to see it. :) )
Category: AU. No vampires. Edward and Bella. Mention of Jacob and Bella, but nothing graphic.
Rating : M
Disclaimer: See first part.
AN: Hey,
Here is the second part, just freshly edited.
Thanks to those who reviewed and those who put it on 'story alert' or even 'favorite story'! :)
Here comes the lemon! ;) Hope you enjoy!
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Heart beating a crazy tempo, blood pounding in his ears and jaw hitting the floor, Edward stood there shell-shocked, desperately trying to remember how to breathe, what he was supposed to do for that, if he was supposed to do anything of course. Shouldn't that come naturally? Shouldn't he just open his mouth and feel his lungs filling with air? He didn't know a thing anymore.
It couldn't be. She just couldn't be here, he had to be dreaming because clearly something like this could only ever happen in one of those crazy dreams he often had about Bella, him, and what could happen between them if he ever found himself in such a situation with her.
God, what was he saying? He had never even 'dared' dream about something like this because honestly he knew all too well that it was completely impossible, so why would he waste his time just thinking about it then?
What were the odds that he would end up in a shower stall, with Bella Swan gloriously naked, and himself half nude as well, huh?
And yet here she was! More beautiful than he had ever seen her. If she was a sight to behold when she was dressed, god, there was still no comparison with what she looked like when she was not. Nothing could have prepared him for the vision she was, and if it weren't for the wall behind him supporting his back, he was sure he would have toppled over and fallen flat on his ass from the shock.
She was just perfection personified. Yeah, perfect from head to toes, he thought as he observed her moves and saw her step under the water without really waiting for it to be warm enough.
His gaze drifted down from the luxuriant mass of long hair she was now wetting, to the roundness of her bottom, and all the way down her slender legs to her ankles and feet, and he knew Emmett was right after all. He definitely did drool when he saw her!
His eyes caught something when she brought her hair up briefly and he smiled when he saw the small tattoo on her back. He would have been surprised if he hadn't already known she wanted to get one for having heard her talking about it with Alice once, but still, he had never really thought she would actually go through with it, or even less that he would get to see it one day. He liked it though, the dark color of the tribal design contrasting perfectly with the whiteness of her skin and being rightly placed on the small of her back.
His brain must have fried when she entered, he concluded, because otherwise it would have tried to make him understand that what he was doing was wrong, that he had no right to invade her privacy like he currently was, but for the life of him, he couldn't take his eyes off of her even if he wanted. And who would believe him if he said he did, huh? No one, right? No need to lie then.
The only thing he wanted at that instant actually, beside the obvious of course, but he would rather not let his thoughts drift to that right now if he didn't want to embarrass himself, was to drink her in. Fill his mind with as much details as he could so he would remember this moment, remember her and what she could look like and have enough to last him a lifetime, so sure he was that such an opportunity would never present itself ever again.
In a million years from then, he wanted to remember every freckle that adorned her back. Close his eyes and see every delicious curve that complimented her body so well. Smell the air and recognize that so particular scent that invaded it every time she was around, and tell himself, 'man, I was there and I saw her'!
Reason ordered him to get out of there before she discovered his presence of course, but he just couldn't move. Which wasn't necessarily a bad thing, his inability to move a muscle being probably the only thing that stopped him from running to her and just taking her right there and then, because honestly that was the only thing he was still able to think about.
More than anything he wanted to run his hands all over her body and discover if her skin was as soft as it had always looked to him, the very brief sample he had had months ago when he had touched her at the drive-in not having been enough. He wanted to plunder her mouth, taste every crevice of it, mate and duel with her tongue and savor every second of it. But above all he wanted to lose himself in her and finally know if his dreams and fantasies held the comparison to the reality. Even if he might not survive it if they did.
If it weren't already hard enough as it was, it got only worse when she reached for her shampoo and the room soon filled with that strawberry scent that made him lose his mind, invoking the same reaction it always did. At that point it was only because he was still squatting down and somehow holding onto it, that he hadn't sent his towel flying through space already. Without using his hands of course, if you got the drift.
For interminable minutes, his eyes feasted upon her, observing as she washed that hair he loved so much, and when he saw some foam run down her spine all the way to the crack of her ass, he swore he would lick up soap if that meant getting his tongue anywhere near her and finally touching her. It was simply becoming unbearable not announcing his presence and going to her when that was the only thing he had in mind, and when she arched back once more to get most of the shampoo off her hair, he had to dig his nails into his palms to stop himself from surging forward. She was just so gorgeous. So incredibly beautiful it almost hurt to look at her.
He was slowly getting used to the amazing and breathtaking view nonetheless, his heart was gradually going back to its normal rate, but even with that, it still hit him like a ton of bricks when she turned around to better rinse her hair and he was presented with her front at last.
If he had found it difficult to breathe before, now it was downright an impossibility and he found himself very near the hyperventilation stage.
His mind didn't even register the fact that it was only because she was keeping her eyes close for now as she arched under the spray that she hadn't noticed him yet, all he could concentrate on were those magnificent breasts that seemed to be staring directly at him.
For being friend with one Emmett McCarthy and having watched many porns with him, willing or not, he had seen his share of breasts before this day, but never in his life had he contemplated anything more beautiful than hers. They weren't large, or big like those of most of the actresses in Emmett's movies, but he didn't doubt they would fit just wonderfully into his hands, and that was the most important.
They were just as perfect to him as the rest of her, he pondered as his eyes traveled down to her narrow waist, and this time he gasped in surprise when he noticed another tattoo, a small Chinese writing undecipherable to him, near her hipbone and placed discreetly under the line of the barely there tan she had probably gotten last summer. And it was then that Edward realized that there were many, many things he still obviously didn't know about Bella Swan, because she had surely never struck him as a tattoo person, and probably even less as one who would sunbathe topless, he considered as he remarked that he hadn't seen any mark on her chest.
That was soon forgotten for the moment, however, when his vision settled on the small and neatly trimmed triangle of dark curls at the apex of her thighs. And when he said small, that was still highly exaggerated actually, because it was the tinniest thing it could be, and the sight simply drove him insane with lust. Insane to the point he was more and more convinced that he was only a second away from doing something very stupid.
He was almost grateful then when she turned the other way once more, and after having applied what he supposed was some hair conditioner, she started to untangle her dark locks. Not that the sight of her back was any safer, really, if he thought about it, but it helped some nevertheless to resist the urge he felt to just go and bury himself so deep inside of her it would take both of their breaths away.
Yet as he should have predicted, the reprieve didn't last long unfortunately and soon, she was facing him again. More than from the sight, he was surprised then to hear her mutter something under her breath and though he didn't understand what she said, he couldn't miss the fact that she seemed quite pissed in fact.
He should have noticed that before, he realized, since the way she had stomped in there, the way she had scrubbed her hair like she meant to pull it out of their roots, her whole demeanor actually had screamed as much. He had just been too busy marveling at her to focus much on that before.
He was paying attention now though, and he really didn't like to think that anything could upset her or worry her. No, he didn't like it one bit. Bella shouldn't have to worry about a thing, and if he could, he would make sure of that. Only whatever he planned to do for that would have to wait apparently since he was once more distracted in his musing.
Obviously still unaware that she was having an audience, Bella started to lather up her body, with her front yet to him and her eyes still closed and Edward seriously thought he was only a breath away from the apoplexy fit now.
Her hands wandered up to her breasts and at that instant he wished they could be his so he could discover just how they would feel under his own touch, but then any thought left his brain when he saw her kneading the flesh, right in front of his bulging eyes. Her nipples turned hard under her own ministrations, poking like little erasers, begging for what Edward was sure could only be his attention and he just knew now that he would just burst from the inside out if he didn't do something and fast.
He was actually considering beating a quick but discreet retreat before it would be too late and he would in fact do something he might regret afterwards and that could ruin everything, but he was barely up that he stumbled backwards and found himself plastered to the wall again.
If seeing her massaging her soft mounds had put a strain to his self-control, her next action very well threatened to make him pop a vein and end up his existence just there. With incredible slowness, one of her hands glided down her flat abdomen while the other one kept caressing her swollen breast and disappeared between her thighs, leaving little doubt to what she could be doing or exactly what she was stroking now.
God, never in his life had he seen anything more sexy and erotic than Bella Swan caressing herself, eyes closed and mouth parted in silent pleasure, and never, for the rest of it, would he forget the sight. For a very brief instant, he even wondered how she would react if he just suddenly forgot about what was right and what was wrong and just crawled up to her and started to lap at her like he so wanted to.
But then, he heard it and his world stopped spinning around. A moan so soft yet so real, it sent all the blood rushing down to his groin, and he couldn't do a thing to prevent what happened next or to control his instinctive reaction.
"Oh, fuck!" he groaned out loud, the words escaping his lips before he could stop them, but then instantly froze when she finally opened her eyes and spotted him only a few feet from her.
He heard her gasp, saw the shocked expression on her face, but still he didn't budge. She had heard him. She had freaking heard him, and she looked ready to bolt out of there. Why in the hell had he chosen that moment to open his big frigging mouth?
But what did she expect really? She had just moaned his name for crying out loud. She had been touching herself, and she had moaned, his, name! How did she want him to keep quiet after that? Did she really believe him to be able to still have any coherent thought or do anything but gape and lose control?
Trying to determine how she was going to react now, he caught the look of horror on her face and really didn't know how to take it. Was she just horrified she had been caught? Or was it because he had been the one to catch her?
He could perfectly relate to that, after all how would he have reacted himself if she had entered a few minutes later and caught him thinking about her and pleasuring himself, like he had been planning to. He would have been as shocked as she clearly was, but he surely didn't want her to be scared of him or anything remotely close.
"C-Cullen?… what… ooh, god… what are y-you doing here?" she squeaked out, her eyes wild, completely startled to see him there when he had nothing to do in this place. And even less all 'naked' but for that strange necklace that never seemed to leave his neck and a simple towel wrapped loosely around his waist. And was that?… oh, goodness… it was!
His mouth opened and closed soundlessly, but beside that he wasn't doing a thing and there would have been no way for her to say if he was affected by this situation or not, if it weren't for the huge tent on his towel.
Gee, did he plan to go camping soon? Because surely he could provide shelter for half the cheerleading squad under that thing… Oh-kay, now that was absolutely not what or how she meant it, and it was definitely a bad time to have that kind of thoughts.
What the fuck was wrong with her anyway? And how in the world could she be even just thinking about licking about every droplet of water that still clung to his body -no matter how freaking hot it could be- in such a moment when the only thing she should be doing was to run for cover or at least get out of the place as fast as she could?
As she realized the craziness of her thoughts, she followed his gaze and looked down to herself and when she caught sight of her nakedness, she yelped before desperately grabbing for her towel, cursing herself when she realized that she had still been standing there, in front of him, in all her freaking nudity and giving him a free peep show like she didn't even mind he was getting an eyeful.
Of course as it was her chance the one she managed to reach for was the one she used to dry off her hair so barely covered anything and what was worse, was soaked in no time since her feet seemed to be glued to the floor and she was still under the jets, but it was always better than nothing at all, wasn't it? She didn't even bother to wrap it around her, just holding it before her so he wouldn't see anything anymore, but that would have to do for now.
"S-Stay where you are… oh, my… oh, m-my goood…" she shrieked once more when Edward still didn't talk but looked like he was going to take a step towards her.
In reaction, she backed down herself but almost immediately stepped aside with a sharp cry when her naked back connected with the hot pipe behind her. And then, ultimately, instinct took over and she did the only thing she could. She yelled, the piercing sound being enough to finally pull Edward out of his torpor and prompt him into action.
The last thing he needed was to have anyone hearing her and coming running to see what was happening. He didn't know how he would explain then what he was doing in the girls' locker room, in the showers no less, half-naked, and with what he was sure was a hard on the size of Minnesota. They would probably think that he was some kind of pervert waiting for an opportunity to catch some girl and get some action, or something like that.
Before Bella could scream again so, Edward was on her, a hand on her mouth, stopping any other bloody cry she could have emitted, and she found herself unable to do anything but look at him with big frightened eyes.
No matter how irrational it could be since deep down she knew she had no reason to be scared of him, she couldn't control her emotions at that instant. Even less when she realized with sudden clarity that considering his state of dress, or lack of actually, he had been there all along, probably showering here himself before her entrance, and therefore had witnessed everything she could have done. Of all the people who could have caught her in such an embarrassing situation, why, oh, why, did it have to be precisely him? The last person in the world who should have learned just how crazy about him she was! At least not like this.
"Shh… don't scream… please!" Edward asked of her, hoping it wasn't already too late, but Bella was past that phase already.
She couldn't breathe, not because he was stopping her but because she had lost the ability, and maybe even the will, the instant she had seen him and they had locked eyes. And she couldn't scream either even if her life depended on it. Now the only thing she wanted was for the floor to open up and swallow her whole so she could just disappear and pretend that this was not happening at all. Edward Cullen had caught her caressing herself, intimately, and moaning his freaking name. What would he think of her now? What would he say? And how the hell was she supposed to ever look at him again, see him every day at school, after that? She could as well die right now because she would never survive the shame.
No matter how hard she tried to control herself, tears of humiliation rolled down her cheeks and it was enough to make Edward realize that he had scared her even more than what he could have thought.
"Shh… shh… it's okay… I'm not gonna hurt you… I-I could never hurt you, Bella!" he whispered reassuringly after having withdrawn his hand, sure that that was the reason for her tears.
Of course he could understand her reaction, after all what did she know about him? Or what he planned to do? But just the thought that she could really be afraid of him and that she could think he could hurt her in any way, was more than he could take. Didn't she know he would rather die before letting anything happen to her or causing her any harm?
"God, I-I never meant to make you cry!… I'm sorry!" he told her when she didn't stop and then winced in what looked like pain at the sight of her in such a state because of him. His forehead touching hers now, he then cupped her face lovingly and brushed the tears away, all the while cursing himself for having put them there in the first place. "Don't cry, please!"
Seeing her big doe eyes filled with tears now made him realize that nothing had changed since that first time he had seen her crying so long ago because Sam Uley had pushed her and made her fall when they were only 5th graders, he still couldn't bear to see her cry or hurt in any way. That day it had taken Jasper and another classmate already to stop him from going and kicking that idiot's ass, or actually being beaten himself since the guy had been stronger and taller than he was at that time, but now he would gladly kick his own ass himself if he could and no one would be able to stop him.
Bella looked at him dumbfounded and still unable to utter a single word, she just nodded mutely. It wasn't that she didn't want to stop crying, she just couldn't. Swallowing hard, she tried to fill her starving lungs with air, but the more she tried the less she could breathe. If she kept this on, she might very well pass out, she had no doubt about that, but she didn't think that keeling over in his arms would be the best way to make an impression on Edward.
Far from it, moreover since given her reaction to his presence here, he was probably already thinking that she was a nervous wreck, and how could he not? She was so close to hysterics it wouldn't take much more to make her lose it completely, no matter how gentle he was or how much he was obviously trying to help her.
Right now, she was essentially caught between being completely horrified by what was happening to her and wishing she could just close her eyes and be transported to a safer place where she wouldn't have just humiliated herself, and wanting to stay just where she was and savor the incredible feeling that filled her when Edward Cullen touched her.
It felt so surreal to her, it was actually hard to conceive that all this was really occurring. Which brought up a very valid question now that she thought of it.
"A-Are you really here?… I mean… are you… real?" she wondered out loud after a while, suddenly sure that somehow she was still caught up in one of her many fantasies.
Otherwise how could it be explained that he was actually here just in front of her? How could she explain that he was touching her, breathing the same air she did, and looking at her like she meant the world to him and he would just cry himself if she didn't stop.
His fingers skimmed her skin as he breathed a soft 'as real as they come' and she closed her eyes at the gentle caress. She relished in it, marveling at how tender and comforting his touch could be, but instead of calming her down like she was sure it was supposed to, his actions only made her silent tears roll faster. It was so hard for her to not cry actually when he was caressing her in a way no one had before, but like she had always wanted him to. She had not even really thought that they could one day be close enough for that, it had to be normal then if the only thing she could feel was being submerged by emotion. Almost like she was drowning in a sea of tenderness she had not been prepared for.
Edward tried to catch every single tear with the pads of his thumbs and when that proved not to be enough, he softly kissed her eyelids then followed the path of one of them, not even really aware of what he was doing. His lips grazed her cheek, tasting the salty texture, then her jaw line just as tenderly, and ended their journey on her neck where a lone tear died.
"What… what a-are you doing?" Bella demanded as she felt him nibbling at her skin, her voice quivering and her eyes still obstinately closed, sure that he would just vanish and stop touching her if she opened them.
"Thought that was obvious!" Edward answered like it was the most natural thing in the world. And in a way it was to him.
How many times had he touched her, kissed her like this before, even if it had only been in his imagination? How many times had he loved her thoroughly? In his head, he already knew every inch of her skin, every luscious curve, what she liked and what she didn't, and he was more than ready now to make every one of those thoughts, every knowledge he believed he had of her, a reality.
"Why!?… y-you don't even like me…" she croaked out, her head spinning every time his mouth brushed her face.
His kisses were nothing but soft whispers against her skin but they sparked a fire inside of her she never suspected could exist. He was simply driving her crazy, making her lose her grip on reality, there was no denying it, but when she realized just how desperate she sounded, reason briefly took over once more and she was quick to add, "And I-I don't like you either…" she denied the evidence in a whisper, though she knew there would be no way he wouldn't see through her lies.
He would know how much she craved his touch, how much she wanted him to continue, and he would realize how much the thought that he was doing this only as a mean to calm her down, without any feelings behind the gesture hurt her, and that thought scared her out of her mind. She couldn't afford to appear vulnerable in front of him, not if it was to be rejected afterwards.
Edward just looked at her then, silent for a short moment and just taking her in, seeing how the emotions in her eyes contradicted her words, and he knew he wouldn't be able to stop himself even if he was paid for it. Besides, if he still had any reservation, he remembered all too well that she had been moaning his name not so long ago and they all vanished with that thought.
"I beg to differ!" he stated simply, tenderly tracing her bottom lip with his thumb and then, ever so gently, closed the distance between them.
The air crackled around them, their breaths mingled briefly and the next second his lips grazed hers in a feathery kiss that had Bella wondering if he had really touched her, even when she consciously knew he was. Once, twice he repeated the tender gesture until he just kept kissing her ever so softly, like he was slowly trying to seduce her, and gripping on her towel for dear life, she wasn't able to do a thing but surrender to the gentle assault.
It was a slow process till Bella felt secure enough to do so, but gradually she started to respond back as well, her lips becoming more pliant and more demanding under his, and everything started to become more real: Edward Cullen was kissing her. And what a kisser he was, she thought as he caught her bottom lip between his and pulled lightly at it, making her moan in answer. Again and again, he kept attacking her gently but determinedly and when the tip of his tongue eventually caressed her lips and parted them for the sweet exploration of her mouth, she knew the world had fallen off its axis… and she was falling right along with it.
Edward nearly groaned himself when she granted him access so easily and he finally felt her own tongue stroking his softly. He felt dizzy and invigorated at the same time, like he could collapse one minute, and conquer the world the next one. All because of the power of her kisses and the way she made him feel. It was crazy, he realized that, but he couldn't bring himself do a thing against it. He didn't even know where he meant to take this, all he knew for sure was that he needed to be close to her. He needed to hold her. To kiss her. To love her. Forever if he could.
"God, I'm sorry!" he breathed out raggedly when he managed to momentarily tear his lips off hers, his tone almost shameful even if he couldn't say he really regretted anything he had done so far.
"Sorry for what?" Bella asked as she licked her lips, still somewhat surprised to be able to taste him on them.
She couldn't even understand herself what was happening here, or between them, but she wasn't about to complain for all that, even if she knew she should probably question her own sanity at that moment. This was just so insane, but the worst part was that she didn't want to do anything to stop the madness. Quite the contrary, she didn't even want to talk, even when she knew they should, the only thing she still wanted was for him to kiss her again. And again. And again.
"I can't stop!" Edward answered in a grunt when he saw her pink tongue darting out between those soft lips he was already completely addicted to, and after cradling her face between his hands once more, captured them in a searing kiss that made both of them go weak in the knees.
Feeling herself so close to sinking to the floor, Bella finally loosened her grip on her towel and wrapped her arms around his neck, sighing in pleasure when she felt his hands angling her head to deepen the kiss, his tongue invading her mouth again, and his towel-covered hardness rubbing against her.
In her haste -and need- to get closer to him she didn't even realize that her own towel was slowly falling off and exposing more and more of her body, but Edward could hardly feel anything else. He was all too aware that the only thing separating their upper bodies now was the thin but wet cotton material, and it took all he had for him to not just rip it off her and grant himself another look at her stunning body.
"The things you do to me, Bella Swan!" he whispered huskily near her ear, unable to hide the truth, or just how much she could affect him, even if he fought with himself to not lose it completely just yet.
Bella clung to him at his words, tightening her hold around his neck and consequently pressing her body harder against his, which only made Edward want to ravish her again. Her fingers winded through his wet hair as his finally descended down her back, running all along her spine, and he knew there was no way for him to resist the longing any longer. Her skin was so soft under his touch, he needed more, he needed all of her.
"Let me see you, Bella." he asked so softly then, Bella truly believed she had just imagined the words, but when he added a heartfelt 'please' afterwards, she knew she wasn't going crazy.
It felt kind of stupid, he knew, since he had already seen her, but that had been without her consent and because he had just been there and had been unable to look at anything but her, but now he wanted her to want this as much as he did. He knew all too well that if he just as much as took a single step back he would see all of her, but he needed the decision to be hers. More than anything, he wanted her to be okay with this and with what, and where, her accord could possibly lead them to. No matter how much he could want to see her, want her, he would never pressure her or force the issue if that wasn't what she did want, too, ultimately.
Hesitating for a brief instant, Bella pondered the wisdom of doing what he asked, since after all she wasn't naïve enough to really believe that Edward would stop at just looking at her once, or if, she agreed, but despite her own insecurities, she knew there wasn't really any choice to be made here, or any doubt to have. His earlier reaction was still fresh in her mind, and whatever he could feel for her, if he did feel anything, she couldn't doubt that he truly wanted her. She could feel the evident proof of how much he did pressing into her stomach and that was enough to give her the boost of confidence she needed and make up her mind.
Very slowly she unhooked her arms from around his broad shoulders and let her hands trail down his chest as at the same time she pulled apart and took a step back and as it was expected, the towel fell to the floor, completely revealing her nudity to his hungry gaze.
She felt a little embarrassed at first of course, no matter what she told herself, but when she heard his muttered curse and saw him literally devouring her with his eyes, she threw shyness out the window and just accepted the feeling.
"You don't know how many times I have fantasized about this… about you…" after minutes just spent observing her wordlessly, Edward breathed out hoarsely, his eyes suggestively trailing up and down her body, aroused to the point of pain.
"You have?… Me?" Bella stuttered incredulously, barely resisting the urge she felt to just pinch herself to make sure she wasn't just hearing and seeing things.
Sure she had gotten that he obviously found her attractive, but she had not yet reached the point where she believed it wasn't something new for him, or just due to the fact that he was seeing her naked and reacting like any guy his age would in such a situation.
"About how you could look like…" he continued, his voice getting huskier with each word he expelled and sending shivers down her spine, but it was when he finally touched her again that Bella thought she would literally combust.
"Oh, my…" she moaned as his hands grabbed her hips gently and caressed her skin ever so softly.
His fingers stroked her hipbone before making their way up her ribcage and the only thing she was still able to think about was, is it possible to have an orgasm just because of such a simple stimulation? She had to wonder because honestly, he had barely touched her at all and she was really not far from it.
"How you could feel…" he trailed off, the innocent kiss he left on her temple contradicting the way he reached out and kneaded her breasts at the very same time.
"You… ooh…" she whimpered helplessly when his thumbs traced teasing circles around her erected nipples, and bit her lip nearly to the blood at the sensation.
"Yes!" Edward cut her off chuckling, wondering if she would question everything he would tell her, but then almost immediately grew serious again. "… but you are even more beautiful than anything I could have conjured up…" he whispered reverently, still awed by the beauty she was.
Bella swallowed up audibly at the words, not even able to thank him for them, because even with her mind furiously working at processing everything he said, she just couldn't believe it. Edward Cullen thought she was beautiful. How crazy was that? Not only that, but he was caressing her in a way that made her toes curl and had obviously been dreaming about this as much as she had herself. Alice had actually even caught her fantasizing about a situation like this once, but never in her wildest dreams had she imagined that she would live it up one day.
"I can't get enough of you… this is insane… I-I just can't!" Edward growled, pulling her to him until there was not a millimeter of space between them, and then backed her to the wall. Just before he caught her mouth in another mind blowing kiss, speaking of the passion that consumed him whole at that instant.
Bella cried out when her now fevered body came into contact with the cool tiles, but it was nothing yet compared to the sound that tore from her throat when she felt Edward's naked skin embrace hers for the very first time. It felt so warm against hers despite the moistness, so good, she wanted nothing more than to taste every inch of it, even if right now she couldn't since her lips were presently otherwise occupied.
Her hands were everywhere instead, in his hair, running up and down his arms or his back, gripping at his shoulders, while his mouth applied a constant but not so gentle pressure on hers and all but devoured her. She didn't mind at all however and couldn't get enough of him, no more than he obviously could and consequently, only when the need for air became too urgent did they break apart.
Not for long though. The instant Edward left her lips, he went in search of more skin to taste and discover and as she nibbled at his shoulder, he attacked the tender skin of her neck, nipping, sucking, licking, until Bella's self-control was reduced to ashes and she couldn't take it anymore.
No matter how enjoyable this was, she needed even more and she knew she wouldn't be able to contain herself any longer. Of their own volition her hands slid down his sides and when she reached the hem of his towel, she pulled on it, taking Edward by surprise when in one quick motion she got rid of the only barrier still separating their heated bodies and kicked it out of the way when it touched the floor.
Despite her sudden boldness however, she didn't dare look down yet but just like Edward did, she hissed when his even more obvious hardness touched her own naked flesh at last. Her fingers skimmed his skin then, getting closer to his throbbing member but for some strange reason she couldn't bring herself to close the final distance, no matter how much she wanted to.
"Bella?" Edward expelled half in a moan, half in question, waiting for her to do something, anything, but not let him suffer that way any longer.
Her hands momentarily frozen on his hips, her head resting against his shoulder, Bella murmured a soft hesitant 'yes', but when Edward lifted her chin to look at her and she caught the look of distress in his eyes, she knew she couldn't postpone the moment anymore. Nor did she want to.
"C-Can I touch you?" she demanded softly, almost shyly, and Edward found himself growing harder at the innocent question if that was still possible.
Could she touch him? Hell yeah, that was the only thing he could still think about, but how long she would be able to touch him without him creaming all over her hand, that was another story altogether.
"P-Please!" was all that could pass his lips at that moment, but even as he indirectly agreed, he wasn't really expecting to finally feel her hand on him so soon.
"Bella!" he cried out when he felt her hot palm closing around him, and closed his eyes at the delicious sensation.
Shocked by how he felt under her exploring fingers, Bella eventually gazed down and she couldn't suppress a soft moan of her own when she eventually got her first real look of Edward's throbbing sex.
"Wow!" she gasped, her eyes wide at the sight.
She had expected him to be well-endowed of course, considering what she had been able to discern and feel earlier, but this, was even more impressive than anything she had been able to conjure up in her mind.
"W-Wow?" Edward parroted, his own eyes trailing down to where she was looking herself and briefly admiring how her fingers moved up and down his manhood in a very slow way.
"Uh… y-you're… huge… I… y-yeah… wow!" she stammered, unable to tear her eyes off the pulsating flesh or stop in her movements.
She was actually as surprised by its amazing girth and length as she was by how soft yet hard it felt in her hands, but she definitely liked the feeling.
"And that's g-good or…" Edward trailed off uncertainly, not sure yet if she was satisfied with what she was seeing or not, but her next statement was enough to dispel any lingering doubt he could have had.
"I'm sure it's gonna be!" Bella blurted out before she could stop herself, and then blushed furiously when her eyes shot up to Edward's face and she realized what she had just said.
With a low rumble that didn't leave any doubt about how much her words turned him on, Edward crushed his lips to hers once more as he pulled her flush to his body, and then kissed her so passionately Bella thought she would end up seeing stars from the explosive effusion.
His hands cradled her against him and when they reached the small of her back and drifted to her bottom, she willingly wrapped her legs around his waist and mewed breathlessly when the move caused his erection to settle between her thighs and brush against her dripping center.
Trapping her against the wall, Edward let one of his hands trace the soft curves of her body until it reached its destination, and he sucked in a breath in excitation when he found the dampness between her legs.
"Oh, B-Bella!" he groaned when his fingers discovered what his manhood had already felt before and he realized just how wet she truly was.
Very slowly then, he pushed one digit inside her tight passage, and when Bella cried out and pulled him down for another fiery kiss, he started to pump it in and out of her.
"Do you want this as much as I want it, Swan?" he gasped as he bit her lip lightly and tug on it like he meant to literally eat her alive.
"Yes!" Bella yelped in answer but then all but pouted in clear disappointment when he withdrew his hand and instead of keeping kissing her, reached blindly behind him for God only knew what.
"Wait… let me just… " he mumbled, his hand trying to find the tap without letting completely go of her or really moving at all.
"We're gonna freeze in here if you do that!" Bella stated when she saw him turning off the water, even if honestly she didn't really care if she froze on that spot or not, as long as he stayed with her and didn't stop what he was doing to her.
"Don't worry, I'll keep you warm!" Edward promised before he pressed his lips as well as his body to hers, and then slipped his tongue into her mouth to halt any other protest she could have made.
Still, before Bella could really get into the kiss again, he surprised her by sweeping her into his strong arms, and took a step to the side with the obvious intention to lay her on the small shelf that though hardly ever used, was supposed to serve for the soaps and shampoos.
"Edward? What are you doing?… this… it won't hold up…" she exclaimed almost desperately, needing him to touch her again or do whatever it was he had in mind, but sure that the narrow thing would never support her weight.
"It will have to… 'cause there is no way I'll go another second without tasting you!" Edward declared stubbornly, refusing to give up now that he was that close to realizing another one of his recurrent fantasies.
Bella felt her insides quiver with desire as what he said, what he wanted, registered in her brain, but no matter how eager and impatient she was to feel him do just that, she knew it wouldn't work. There was no way she would be able to stay there and not break the thing in two, and the events proved her right when no sooner was she on it that she felt it give up under her.
"Damn!" Edward cursed the instant he saw the shelf sag under her weight and he realized that she had been right. Not only would it probably not hold up, but chances were that she wouldn't be very comfortable anyway.
"Okay… j-just hold on here, baby," he told her when he understood he would have to find something else, and therefore lay her on the low wall behind her instead, sure that they wouldn't have much problem with this. Besides, that way he was practically at face level with her core and that was what he needed.
"You're gonna like this!" he promised with a lopsided smirk once he had her positioned exactly where he wanted her.
Or so he hoped. After all so far he had only ever done that in his dreams, so there was absolutely no guarantee he would be able to do this right.
Obeying him, Bella gripped the metallic bar that adorned the top of the wall, but even with his warning and the way she grabbed for support, she couldn't help but arch up the instant his mouth descended on her, the only reason she didn't actually fall off the wall being because Edward was quick to react.
"Relax, sweetheart!" Edward admonished gently, but couldn't have stopped the thrill her reaction caused him.
Oh, yes, he was going to like this, too. He just had to smell her desire to know that much. Her scent was simply intoxicating, going directly to his head, and he wondered how he was still able to contain himself and not dive just right into her sweetness.
Relax, huh? How in the world was she supposed to relax when she was legs spread just in front of him and only a mere brush of his lips on her was enough to drive her wild and threatened to make her come apart already. She just couldn't, and yet if that was what it took to feel his lips on her, there again, what else could she do?
God, this was really becoming all too much. And the things that were running through her head right at that moment were so out of character, they surprised even herself. She never even thought that she would ever be able to not feel completely self-conscious at being so exposed to him, but the heated stares he sent her every time he looked up at her dispelled any insecurities she could have had. That and the fact that she was sure she would die if he didn't touch her soon. Or maybe she would die if he did touch her, she wasn't sure anymore what could be worse in fact. But in any case, what the heck was he doing?
"Edward, please!" she whimpered helplessly when instead of going back to where he had been not a minute ago he chose to tease her some more, and it took all of her willpower to not grab his hair and bring him just where she needed him the most.
With a slowness that should be forbidden or at least severely punished, he started nibbling at her inner thigh, gradually approaching to her tingling center yes, but Bella could tell he was taking his time on purpose and she wanted to curse at him for being so cruel to her.
The closer he came, the more she moaned his name of course, but no matter how many times she called him, he kept on with his snail pace until Bella had no choice but to resort to pleading.
"What do you want, sweetheart?" Edward asked hoarsely as he nipped at the juncture of her thigh but still didn't touch her burning center.
"You know wh-what!" Bella stuttered, wondering if he would put her out of her misery at last or just keep torturing her till she would just die there in agony.
"Do you want me to do… this?" Edward continued, and when Bella was already resigning herself to her fate, he licked her slit very slowly, all but moaning himself when he finally tasted her on his tongue.
"Hmm, baby… you taste so sweet!" he purred between teasing flicks and loving kisses, but didn't give her time to comment. Not that she would have been able to say anything anyway.
The first real taste of her made him want to go for more and after having waited as long as it was humanly possible, he gave her exactly what they both wanted.
Heady with desire, he traced the contours of her soft mound before plunging his tongue inside of her and going as far as he could, nearly spilling his seed against the wall himself when Bella instinctively gripped his hair and as best as she could in her position started to ride his face.
God, he just couldn't get enough of her scent, of her taste, and even less of her groans of pleasure. The way she moaned his name in that deep satiny voice every time his lips caressed her, every time his tongue explored and went past her entrance made him wish he could attach his mouth to her forever and never, ever let go.
Slowing down a little to savor the feeling as long as he could, he pulled apart slightly and growled when he really took the time to look at what had been so willingly offered to him. His eyes feasted upon the beautiful sight she presented, her legs still spread, her lips red and puffy, but it was that little bundle of nerves, poking out of its sheath and now swollen from the constant stimulation that had been inflicted on it even before this, that really made his mouth water and his mind go wild.
Laving her slit once more, he then let his tongue twirl teasingly around her clit, applying just enough pressure to bring her intense pleasure but not hurt the receptive nub. Over and over he kept nibbling at it, sucking on it, delighted when Bella started chanting his name in the most erotic way. She had probably one of the most beautiful voices he had ever heard, and he was all too glad to hear it put to use in such occasion.
Sensing her close now, he ran a finger down her slit and after having teased her a short while, inserted it inside her depths, repeating the same slow motions he had used not so long ago, even if it had only been briefly.
He wasn't so hesitant now and soon Bella felt herself exploding into a million of tiny pieces, the indescribable pleasure rippling through her reaching his paroxysm when at the same time he pumped one long finger into her core, he sucked on her clit harder. Holding onto the wall almost desperately then, she kept trembling as she tried to ride her orgasm to the end and her legs tightened around Edward's shoulders when she finally felt her insides contract in pure bliss.
As she climaxed in his arms, Edward continued licking at her, collecting her tasty juices like he was trying to get drunk on her sweet nectar, until it became almost painful for her to have him still laving at her now very sensitive flesh. Like he understood what was happening to her, Edward then blew warm puffs of air along her slit, and after having flicked her clit one last time, kissed his way up to her hipbone, his tongue moving leisurely up the line of her tan before reaching her tattoo, and then he just kept tracing the symbol lovingly until she seemed to be calmed down enough.
"Does it mean anything special?" he inquired in a low voice after a moment, but not stopping in what he was doing for all that.
"What?" Bella sighed almost dreamingly, not sure of what he was talking about. She wasn't sure about a thing anymore anyway.
"Your tattoo… what does it mean?" he clarified when he realized she was still somewhere else and didn't get his meaning.
"C-Craving to be loved… or something like that… I-I never really knew…" she replied still somewhat dazed and clearly distracted by the way his tongue and hands kept wreaking havoc on her body.
"Is that so?" he demanded absentmindedly while his lips attacked her ribcage now.
"What?" she uttered, not making the connection between what she had just told him and what he was asking her now.
Admittedly she had lost the ability to have any coherent thought a long time ago, probably the instant she had had her first taste of his lips, so it didn't even really surprised her she wasn't able to comprehend everything that he said.
"Is that something you really need?" he whispered softly though he barely stopped in the exploration of her body.
Slowly he let her slide down against him, all the while trailing hot kisses on her skin, until he was presented with her perfect rounded breasts and proceeded to give them the attention they deserved.
"'Cause I'd be more than glad to help you… if you let me…" he proposed only just a second before he decided to suit the action to the words and showed her exactly what kind of help he was willing to offer.
Now pinned between his hard body and the wall, Bella could do nothing else but moan and writhe when his tongue flicked her nipples, first one, then the other, making the already distended peaks stand to attention. Pleased by her response, Edward closed his mouth around one before suckling lightly on it, like a newborn would when offered the nourishment they needed.
On and on he went from one to the other, giving the same complete and caring consideration to each of them, and only stopped when Bella forced his head up, kissing him so passionately then he was sure she would end up bruising his lips. Yet even if he was kind of shocked by the force of that kiss, he couldn't express how much feeling her sucking his tongue between her lips so avidly turned him on right at that instant. Just like her next words did.
"Edward… I need you, now!" she pleaded shamelessly when she let go of him long enough to speak, rubbing her soaked core against his length at the same time. At this stage, she was almost sure she would spontaneously self-combust if she didn't feel him inside of her and soon.
"You sure, Bella?" Edward asked nonetheless, voice trembling in what could only be anticipation.
Or maybe it was apprehension, he didn't even know himself. The only thing he was still sure of was that he wanted her more than he had ever wanted anything else in his life before, but he was also all too aware that if they crossed that line, there would not only be no turning back but it would change everything between them.
There was also the fact that he couldn't help but think that their first time should have been somewhere else, somewhere more romantic, even if as long as it was with Bella he didn't really care where it was. He just hoped she didn't either, and so it was with bated breath that he waited for her reply.
"I am if y-you are!" Bella answered hesitantly, knowing there was nothing she wanted more at that instant than for him to claim her and make her his, but she didn't want him to have any second thoughts or regrets afterwards.
"Oh, baby… don't ask me to make any decision where you're concerned… I can't even think straight when you're around! Now definitely not more than ever!" Edward said truthfully, leaving the choice into her hands since as far as he was concerned, she was the one calling the shots. He didn't want to pressure her into doing anything she wasn't really ready for, so if she asked him to stop, he would, no matter how hard that would be.
He didn't have to wait much for her answer however, contrary to what he could have thought, his own sentence actually ending up in a moan when Bella caught the sensitive lobe of his ear between her teeth. Right, and now how was he supposed to keep acting like a gentleman if she made it nearly impossible for him to resist her, huh?
"Then why don't we just stop talking and act on instincts instead?" Bella suggested huskily then, licking his ear outer shell now that she felt more confident than ever after such a confession.
Truth be told, she knew her mind had been made up long before that, she just needed confirmation that he wanted her as much as she did him. As long as that was the case, nothing else mattered to her, and they would deal with the consequences later. When she would be sated enough to think clearly again.
"We could do that… y-yeah!" Edward croaked out as he 'instinctively' took his painfully hard member and teased her entrance with its head.
His eyes nearly crossed the moment he parted her moist folds and he had to wonder by which miracle he was still able to hold on. If it felt this good already, he would probably explode the second he would feel her warm walls surrounding him completely. Oh, man, he was so going to humiliate himself.
Trying to delay what he was sure was inevitable, he barely entered her at all, easing himself only an inch into her, and then pulling out again just as quickly, though it took all of his willpower to do only that. He actually managed to repeat the action a few times, until Bella couldn't take it anymore and nearly begged him for more.
"E-Edward … please… I-I want you so much!" she all but whined, probably only a second from impaling herself on him if he didn't take her already.
"I know the feeling, b-believe me!" Edward barely got out before he complied with her request and finally sunk into her silky depths.
In one single thrust he was in to the hilt, groaning so loudly he was sure the entire town had heard him, and Bella hissed right along with him even if at that instant he couldn't tell if it was in pleasure or in pain.
Seeking her face almost immediately, he found her with her eyes closed, biting at her lip, and for a fleeting second he wondered if he had really hurt her. After all even if she had been with Jacob before -jeez, that thought alone at that precise moment was almost enough to make him lose his erection- he had seen him in the showers many times and not to be boastful, but there was no saying they weren't playing in the same league.
"You okay?" Edward asked concerned when he saw a tear leaking out of the corner of her eye. Tear that he immediately wiped away tenderly.
It was honestly taking supernatural strength to not move at all when all he wanted right now was to pound into her body until she would be crying his name in ecstasy, but he would stop breathing even if he had to and just wait on her to tell him she was alright for as long as he would have to, if he had hurt her in any way.
"Y-Yeah!" Bella replied almost too quickly, having surely not expected it to still sting so much considering she wasn't, at least 'technically', a virgin anymore. And boy was she suddenly glad she wasn't and did no longer have any barrier to break, otherwise he would have probably torn her apart.
"You sure?" Edward insisted gently, tucking loose strands of hair behind her ears, clearly not convinced even if he could see she was trying her best to smile at him.
It made him wonder just how many times she had done this with Jacob, no matter what the bastard had insinuated, because if he had indeed not felt any obstruction when entering her, she was obviously not used to this yet. He didn't know what was worse though, thinking that they had done it countless number of times, or that Jacob could have just taken her virginity and once he had had what he had wanted, had finally not cared anymore and sought out another prey almost right away.
"Yes, just… just give me a second." Bella told him, sure that it wouldn't take her much longer to get used to him being inside of her.
The slight pain she had felt initially was definitely ebbing and she would lie if she said she wasn't happy for it. The new feeling replacing it was undeniably too pleasant to be marred by anything else.
"Anything you want, sweetheart!" Edward whispered, doing his best to help her adjust to him.
If he couldn't move his lower body yet, it didn't mean he couldn't find another way to make her feel good in the meantime and show her just how unbelievable this was to him as well. Lovingly so, he kissed her face, starting with her forehead, her eyelids, gradually descending to her button nose, her cheeks, until finally his mouth came to rest on hers, showing her with his lips and his tongue what he so wanted to do to her body. And all the while, his hands caressed her gently, running down the small of her back, her perfect behind, her thighs, everywhere he could touch her without compromising their position.
Relaxing in his loving arms, Bella started to react under the tender assault and soon she was rolling her hips ever so slowly, giving him the go ahead to continue what they had started. With as much slowness, Edward matched her sensuous moves and before long he was thrusting in and out of her, relishing in how hot and wet she felt around him. Even with the foretaste he had had when he had entered her for the very first time a few minutes ago, nothing could have prepared him for the onslaught of sensations that assailed him when he finally pounded into her body in earnest.
"You… y-you're inside me…" Bella gasped and whimpered almost in disbelief, the feel of him moving inside of her body being simply overwhelming. Nothing had ever felt this good. This right. This perfect. She could barely breathe from the sheer pleasure.
"I am, love!" Edward concurred through gritted teeth, the feeling obviously being just as incredible to him as it seemed to be to her. Only at that moment he was absolutely convinced there would be no freaking way he would be able to last long. It was simply humanly impossible. Not with the way she made him feel and not when he had been waiting for this instant almost half of his life.
"You're so tight, baby… s-so warm… " he panted breathlessly as he pumped in and out of her steadily, pulling almost completely out before thrusting forward and sheathing himself into her as deep as he could go. "So fucking wet!" he hissed into her hair when he realized it could definitely not be water anymore he was feeling running down to his crotch.
None of them really knew how long he kept sliding in and out of her tightness, or how long their slick and hot bodies ground and danced in tune from then on, the only thing they were still aware of was how good it felt and how perfectly in sync they could be.
None of them cared either if what they were doing made little sense and would be frowned upon considering they had never even really had a real conversation to this day, not more than they cared if they were caught and the whole world learnt about them. Their hearts and souls sang the same tune and knew this was right, and that was the only voice they could listen to.
It was better than right actually, it was everything Edward had always imagined and so much more. It was like finally reaching home after having wandered alone for so long and he knew he would never be able to let go of her after this.
Even if she didn't express it with words, Bella was feeling the exact same way. She felt like she had never been really alive until she had finally discovered what it felt to have Edward inside of her. It was the most amazing feeling ever and she surely hoped it would never stop. She just couldn't get enough of him, enough of his touch, of the feel of him, finding him just as intoxicating and addictive as he surely found her, and though she was unsure of herself at first and let him set their rhythm, she soon was matching his thrusts, her hips clashing into his as she used his shoulders for the leverage she needed.
Edward was simply going out of his mind now, the overpowering desire and passion he felt for her streaming through him like liquid fire through his veins. His nails dug into the tender flesh of her bottom, most certainly hurting her, just like hers were on his shoulder blades but neither of them was lucid enough to mind. They were simply on sensory overload, fighting to keep some semblance of control, and at the same time unable to do much more than letting their bodies take over and lead them where they both wanted to go.
There was no stopping them anymore, Bella realized as one of her hands drifted down his arm and encountered his own. Fingers intertwined now, they kissed hungrily, their tongues mimicking the frenzied movements of their lower bodies, their mouths devouring and exploring, until it seemed they were just trying to crawl into each other's skins and become one at last.
The constant pressure on each other's hand spoke of the pleasure they both felt better than any words could at that moment, and would surely leave its mark, but neither Bella nor Edward did notice. Nothing mattered but each other and what they were both seeking for.
Yet eventually, when she felt restrained in her movements by the way Edward kept pinning her into the wall with each hard stroke, Bella desperately tried to free herself, needing something more, even if she couldn't tell herself what it was. Until their joined hands came into contact with exactly what could help her and she knew what to do.
"Ho-Hold me, E-Edward!" she whimpered, unable to control the shaking in her voice, or her sigh of relief when he wrapped an arm securely around her, still unaware of what she planned to do.
If he had, he most likely would have thought about it twice before complying so quickly, because when Bella finally caught the metallic bar above them and started to gyrate her hips while she forced him to stay completely inside of her, he knew he would die.
The way he groaned then would have scared Bella if she hadn't been supremely pleased by the guttural sounds he emitted, and she inwardly thanked her mom for having made her go to gym classes. Edward Cullen looked like an animal in rut and it was all because of her. Good God how much she loved that thought.
As she undulated against him and he held her tightly around her waist to aid her motions, Edward couldn't help but literally drool. If that position could have been ridiculous on anyone else, seeing Bella so out of control and working so energetically to take them both over the edge, was the sexiest and most fucking arousing thing he had ever seen.
Like it had a mind of his own then, one of his hands traveled all the way to her chest, and after having caressed her breast gently, he tugged on a nipple and smiled when Bella mewed in reaction. Loving those little breathy sounds she made more than anything, he then couldn't stop himself from trying to elicit more of them and it was with obvious eagerness that he descended on one pert nub.
His tongue twirled and flicked it, hoping to make Bella lose complete control, but when he bit gently onto it and her already tight passage constricted around his thick shaft as an aftereffect, he was the one to feel his world collapse.
"Oh, god… Bella… I-I should… I should p-pull out… I-I can't…" he cried out through clenched jaws then, knowing that he was now only a few more strokes from losing it completely.
Yet even as he spoke the words, he kept plunging into her body almost desperately even when the little common sense he still had left ordered him to comply immediately.
He had honestly not given it any second thoughts before, so eager he had been to finally be inside of her, but now even through the fog that still clouded his brain, he realized the risks they were taking. If he was sure the chances of contracting any disease were inexistent, Jacob being at least clever enough to never have unprotected sex from what he knew, he could always get her pregnant and as much as the thought of Bella carrying his babies filled him with incommensurable joy, this was definitely not the best moment to start on the family he so wanted with her.
Only she wasn't sharing his view apparently and after having let go of the bar, she downright stopped him from pulling out of her by clamping her legs around him in a vice grip.
"W-What? No… no, no, no!" Bella all but screamed when he voiced his intentions, wondering what the heck he could be thinking.
She would not let him withdraw now, not when she was so close. No freaking way. She could feel it… she just needed… she… yeah, that…
"Bella, baby… I'm ready… to… oh, fuck…" Edward grunted helplessly, his actions contradicting his words completely, as he thrust harder into her instead of slowing down like he should. "… blow!"
It was almost as if he couldn't even control what he was doing anymore. His mind told him one thing, but his body wanted, needed something entirely different. Now guess who was winning?
And of course the fact that he could feel Bella's vaginal walls tightening around him surely didn't help the matter in any way. It looked like he could just go and start picking up names for that baby already, because there would be no way he would be out before it wouldn't be already too late.
"Oh… no, it's… ooh, Edward… it's okay… I-I'm on the pill…" Bella managed to breath out once she got what had him worried, though how he understood anything she was saying between her moans, his groans and the frantic slapping of flesh together was a real wonder to him.
He didn't need to hear more however to finally let completely go of the little control he still had on his body and with greater urgency, he drove inside of her like he thought that would be the last thing he would be doing here on Earth.
The throaty and almost incessant moans Bella emitted then in response to his pounding spurred him on and for a moment he forgot that his thighs were starting to hurt from the exertion, the only thing he wanted being to finally cross that point of no return people talk about. With her.
Her nails racked his back, her teeth nibbled at his skin, almost hurting him at times, but he couldn't feel any of it. In and out he went, his moves growing more frenetic and urgent the more she voiced her appreciation.
Knowing that he was reaching his breaking point, he caressed her hip before easing his fingers between their joined bodies and stroked the bundle of nerves at the apex of her thighs in small tight circles, making Bella cry out in pleasure and hiss his name in near supplication.
"Let it go, baby… I'm right here… I-I've got you!" he coaxed her urgently, his hands gripping her hips tightly as his lips crashed on hers and kissed the daylights out of her.
Moaning louder than he thought was possible, Bella shook almost violently in his arms when her core contracted around him, and driving him deeper than he had ever been before, she imprisoned him there, the trembling convulsions of her sex urging his own release. With a long serrated groan, he jerked a couple more times and emptied himself inside her satiny walls, the feeling leaving him nothing short of breathless.
Panting and sweating, they both clung to each other for a long moment, silent and just exchanging sweet tender caresses that helped them calm down, and this time when Edward looked up to her, he knew the tears he could see brimming her eyes weren't bad ones anymore. He felt the exact same way and he would probably cry himself if he didn't think that wasn't exactly the best way to show he was now a man.
"Fuck!" he growled eventually when he was coherent enough again to utter a word.
Talk about things getting intense. He had surely not thought his first time would be that insane and passionate, but he had actually never thought it would take place in a shower either, so that was probably not saying much. Not that he wanted to complain or anything of course, but man, if it already got so out of hands now, what would it be after years of practice with her. She most likely would be the end of him.
"My thought exactly!" Bella panted just as out of breath, her fingers threading through the hair at the nape of Edward's neck and only serving to prolong the amazing sensation. If given the choice, he would gladly stay in that position for the rest of his life.
"You okay?" he couldn't help but ask as their eyes eventually met, even if by the way she had been moaning his name in absolute pleasure a few minutes ago, he more or less already knew she was.
"Yes… never been better!" Bella answered truthfully before kissing his lips softly in reassurance.
The kiss was way more gentle now, softer, but it still managed to turn her inside to mush. It was just the way he kissed her, whether it was passionately or not, it was always so special, she just couldn't get enough of him.
"You're so beautiful!" Edward murmured between sweet kisses, still somewhat unable to completely grasp on the fact that he had just made love to such breathtaking creature and that the light flush that still covered her cheeks was his doing.
He was still even inside of her, he realized, the knowledge being enough to give him goosebumps all over again.
"I guess we could use another shower now…" he considered after a moment, eventually pulling out of her but not without almost whimpering at the loss of her warmth.
He was glad though to see that Bella was apparently feeling the same way as she almost immediately tightened her legs and arms around him and held him in a strong hug while she just nodded in response. She rested her head against his shoulder and only when he turned the tap on again and stepped under the stream with her still plastered to him, did she find the strength to talk again.
"Are you not going to put me down?" she wondered out loud, arching into him while he held her so that the water could wet her hair completely. She could only imagine how disheveled she had looked till a minute ago even if Edward apparently hadn't seemed to mind the 'ravished look' on her.
"Nope, didn't plan to… I kind of like having you in my arms, Bella Swan!" he admitted hoarsely when he saw her combing her fingers through her now damped hair while water streamed down her chest. She weighed nothing in his arms anyway, but he loved the feeling too much to let her go and wanted to savor the moment as long as he could.
His eyes still strained on her, he wondered if she even realized just how arousing that gesture could be to him, moreover when she was completely naked in his arms and there was absolutely no possibility for him to miss the way her breasts bounced slightly when she did so. It was taking all he had inside to not just lash again onto the taut rosy nipples that were pointing straight at him.
Ignoring the effect her not so innocent movements were having on him, Bella reached out for her body gel, but was almost instantly stopped by Edward when he realized what she planned to do.
"Let me!" he demanded, taking the bottle out of her hand and squeezing a generous amount of liquid into his own when she wrapped both her arms around his neck again.
Considering how long he had been daydreaming of soaping her body up ever since he had seen her entering earlier, he was certainly not going to let her take care of that alone. Nope, this was definitely a job for him, he thought, turning around so she wouldn't be directly under the spray anymore, and he smiled sweetly at her when she didn't fight him on that but just nodded in response and lovingly smoothed his hair back so it wouldn't fall into his eyes.
"Hold on!" he advised gently, knowing that there wouldn't be any wall to support her anymore this time and he would be needing both his hands to do what he wanted to.
Very slowly he started to lather up her skin, beginning at her feet, smirking when Bella moaned at the unexpected contact, and then leisurely ascended up her calves, paying particular attention to the crook of her knees, zone that was definitely more sensitive than what he could have imagined if he judged by the little mewling sounds that escaped Bella's lips when he concentrated his efforts just there.
"You like this?" he asked for the form, almost chuckling out loud when Bella loosened the grip she had on him just enough to pine him with a 'what do you think?' look.
She didn't like it, she loved it. She never would have thought such light touch there could bring her so much pleasure or turn her on so much, but that was definitely something she would have to remember for further exploitation. Maybe it would be different if her skin wasn't wet? She sure would have to find out.
She didn't have time to answer Edward with words though, as he just chose the moment she opened her mouth to speak to run his fingers up her thighs, stopping only mere inches from her femininity and for endless minute, tortured her there.
"Edward!" Bella cried out frustrated after a while when his fingers kept teasing the juncture of her thighs, then her bottom, but never really went further. Just like before.
God, how could she still need his touch so much, just there, after what they had just done? You would think that she would be satisfied for the time being, but no. She needed more, she needed him and she knew all too well there would be no way for her to not ask him to take her again if she didn't take matters into hands and diverted her attention for a moment.
Not that she really minded what he was doing, but she could definitely enjoy some sweet torture of her own now.
"My turn!" she exclaimed when his little teasing game became too much, and after having smeared some gel into her hands herself, she mimicked Edward's actions.
Since she was still in his arms, she couldn't very well start at his legs, but it didn't stop her from making the experience just as sensual. With a sexy mischievous smile that had Edward growling in anticipation and what could only be desire, she reached behind her for Edward's hands that were now almost nervously gripping her bottom, and intertwined their fingers together only a few seconds, before she caressed his hands, then moved up his strong arms, marveling at the feel of his rippled muscles under her fingers. Enjoying the way his breathing became shallower the more she touched him, she didn't stop until she reached his shoulders and kneaded the flesh there, until she felt Edward stirring to life against her and decided it was time to move to the next stage.
"Put me down!" she purred into his ear, and couldn't help but giggle when she heard his sharp intake of breath when he helped her glide down his body as slowly as he could, but consequently trapped his once more growing hardness between their wet bodies. At least momentarily.
"Turn around!" Bella commanded once she was on her feet and forced him to move so she was the one partially under the jets of water this time.
Quickly stopping any pretense that she really meant to wash his body, she trailed her fingers down his torso before following that same path with her mouth, but when Edward tried to reach out to her and pull her even closer to him, she immediately slapped his wandering hands, making a tsking warning sound that had him pouting in what Bella thought was the cutest way.
"No touching!" she scolded him, biting lightly on one hard nipple, before licking the sting away right afterwards.
"Bella, baby!" Edward whined like a little boy who wasn't having his way, but Bella refused to show any mercy. He had wanted to play, he would soon understand that two could play that game.
Trying her hardest to not cave at his puppy dog face, Bella dropped to her knees and Edward felt his nearly giving out under him at seeing just how close her face was to his throbbing member now.
If he just moved a little forward, even just a few inches, he could touch its tip to her lips and finally discover what it felt to have her caressing him in the most intimate way, but if Bella knew what he was thinking about and what he wanted she didn't act like it.
Instead she ran her hands down his legs, working with the little soap that was still covering his body and had run down his sides, and pretended that she didn't realize just how aroused he was.
Yeah, as if. It was the only thing she could see, the only thing she could think about. It was kind of hard not to notice when it was all too evident he was ready to explode with or without her help, but she planned to make him suffer a little more. Just like he had made her suffer before.
Neglecting the part where he ached the most, Bella reached for the bottle she had dropped before and poured more soap into her hands. Unhurriedly, she stroked his calves like he had done to her not long ago, and then just as slowly made her way up his muscled thighs, doing her best to not smile and give anything away when she noticed Edward unconsciously moving closer to her.
She knew she was being mean, but she loved the sensation of power that filled her when she saw how he was reacting to her and to her only touch. It was almost overwhelming to know that she had wanted this man so much and for so long and now that she had him exactly where she had always dreamed of having him, he wanted her just as much if not more.
At the same time she reached behind him to cup his firm ass, she started dropping little butterfly kisses on Edward's hip and felt her own excitation increasing when he gasped her name breathlessly and held onto her shoulders for support.
Taking her sweet time, she slowly trailed her hands to his front and down his hipbone, until Edward cupped her face as gently as he could considering his state and pleaded with her to touch him already.
Hooded brown pools meeting emerald in a sizzling gaze burning with passion, she licked her lips provocatively and smiled devilishly but never broke eye contact with him. She wanted to see the expression on his face when she would finally give him what he needed.
And man if he needed it. It was actually only because he didn't want to shock her with his roughness that Edward resisted the urge to just grab her and force himself on her, but there was no saying just how hard not doing so was. The worse was that he could clearly see that Bella knew what she was doing to him, or how much she enjoyed seeing him squirm in front of her, her impish smile said as much.
She was loving this, she wanted to get back at him for his own teasing, and she was definitely succeeding. At this point it only took for her to moisten her lips to nearly send him over the edge considering he was literally dying to feel them on him, to feel her tongue tracing his shaft, and it was little wonder so if his eyes all but rolled to the back of his head when her wet hand finally closed around his aching erection.
Her name passed his lips in a low growl, almost covered by Bella's own throaty moan when she saw the pleasure etching on his face. At that moment, she didn't think there was anything more beautiful than Edward Cullen blissfully aroused. His bottom lip was caught between his teeth, his fingers were threading restlessly through her hair, but it was his eyes that revealed the more: desire, passion, and lust swirled into their depths, darkening the usual emerald hue she loved so much to the point they almost looked black from where she stood. And she had just started to stroke him, how would he react when she would finally do what she so wanted to at that moment?
Unable to wait any longer to find out, she tentatively darted out her tongue, barely running it over the head of Edward's hard sex, but it was enough for her to feel him shaking under her hands. She kept caressing him slowly, still amazed at how big he could feel into her tiny hand, and at the same time proceeded to kiss and lick every inch her fingers and palm couldn't cover.
Edward couldn't tear his eyes off her even if his life depended on it, the feeling of her tongue on him combined with the visual doing incredible things to him. It was definitely different from being inside of her, but just as intense and amazingly pleasurable to him. Her touch was uncertain, he could tell, but it didn't take anything to the effect it had on him. It was actually indescribable, having Bella Swan on her knees, licking him from root to tip like she couldn't get enough of his taste. He knew the feeling all too well, he could have probably eaten her out himself until she would have had no choice but to beg him to stop. Which didn't bode well for him if she was as persistent as he could be.
Bella for her part didn't think so far, the only thing she wanted was to have more of that salty taste she had been granted with a second ago, and she knew she wouldn't be able to stop until she would be rewarded with exactly what she needed.
More daring now, she sucked him lightly, taking only a little of him between her lips for now though, just long enough to get used to the feeling. It felt warm under her tongue, but just as soft as he had felt under her fingers the very first time she had touched him.
"Bella, s-sweetness… m-maybe you shouldn't do… this… oh, god…" Edward groaned when she started sucking on him more greedily, sure that he wouldn't be able to take much more of this.
She was simply driving him insane and never mind the fact that he had just climaxed barely minutes ago, it wouldn't be long before he would explode again. He wasn't sure she would like that though, but if she didn't stop right now there would be no way he could control himself. This was all too much, better than any fantasy he could have had, he thought as his fingers caressed her cheeks and then pulled her hair back, so nothing could obstruct his view. No matter how real it felt, he sure still had a hard time believing that Bella was really going down on him.
Partially encouraged by his moans, Bella moved her hand faster when she felt Edward thrusting his hips forward, involuntarily forcing her to take more of him into her mouth, and she gladly let him, enjoying the fact that she affected him enough for him to let himself go almost completely. She didn't think he realized what he was doing, and truth be told she had never done this before herself, never wanted to do this to anyone but him, but by the way he grunted above her, she obviously made up in enthusiasm for what she lacked in practice and experience.
Concentrating on bringing him the release she knew he needed, she bobbed her head up and down along his shaft, taking the way Edward gripped a handful of hair tightly into his hand for the sign she needed to know he was very close to the end.
She didn't see him cocking his head to the side however, watching mesmerized as his member disappeared into the hot crevice of her mouth, or how he closed his eyes in delight when her teeth grazed his length briefly. She was acting on pure instinct there, not sure of what she was doing herself, but as long as he seemed to appreciate that was all that mattered to her.
"Bella … Bella… you should… baby, s-stop!" Edward rasped out desperately, clenching his teeth and his fists at his sides now in a vain effort to not cry out at the tremendous pleasure that coursed through his veins at that instant, but to no avail.
God, his own hand had never felt this good. No, no matter how trained it could be, it didn't even come close to what Bella could make him feel with just a brush of her own fingers, a touch of her lips, a flick of her velvety tongue. He was so close. So very close.
Yet, if she heard him, Bella didn't seem to care about his obvious distress and he groaned once more when she eventually cupped his sacs and added even more pressure to her hungry sucking motions.
Having enduring all he could, he roared helplessly, and before he could warn her again, he felt himself erupting into her hot mouth, surprised when Bella actually didn't seem to mind like he had assumed and instead swallowed all she could until he had nothing left to give.
Giving him time to catch his breath, Bella kept kissing his flesh then until the last tremors in his body subsided and Edward was grateful for the short moment of reprieve. His skin felt like it was tingling everywhere and he knew he wasn't far from just going to the floor with her himself.
Looking down at her, he smiled when he saw her cupping water into her hands and then rinse away whatever evidence was still left of what she had just done, her hands soothing his flaccid flesh now feeling as good as they had felt when she was exciting it.
God, how much he loved this woman.
"Come here!" he called out to her when he couldn't take being so far from her anymore, and in one quick motion she was up and in his arms again.
He held her tightly for a short moment, loving how she fitted so perfectly against him, and then scooped her up gently and cradled her lovingly in his arms, smiling once more when she instinctively wrapped her legs around him.
As he brushed some wet strands off her face and kissed her softly, he tasted himself on her lips, but contrary to what he could have believed the thought of what he had just done didn't disgust him in any way. He actually liked kissing her too much to even bother with what was after all an insignificant detail compared to all the rest.
"Do you want me to wash your hair?" he demanded in an uncertain voice when they pulled apart, not wanting her to realize just how obsessed he was with it.
It was really a shame it was all wet though, and he would probably not have the opportunity to run his fingers through its amazing length and discover if it was just as soft as he had always imagined it when it was dry, at least not right now.
"No, it's okay… I already did it!" she replied, the wicked smile on her lips telling him that she knew he had already known about that since he had been there and seen her do so then. "Maybe next time!" she promised teasingly, briefly wondering afterwards if there wasn't more to what he had asked than what she understood. He just seemed too disappointed to be honest.
Smiling back, he nodded a quick okay, but couldn't help but thread his fingers through the dark locks all the way down to the small of her back nonetheless. The now tepid water pounded their bodies but none of them seemed to mind the now colder temperature. They were just content to feel one another's warmth, relishing on how good it felt to be able to hold each other.
"So… uh… who is the lucky guy who… you know…before… " Edward asked as casually as he could after a while, still rubbing her back like what he had just said wasn't of great importance to him.
He didn't know why he was imposing this kind of torture on himself because he surely didn't want to hear her confirm that Jacob Black had been her first or just how extraordinary he had been, but for some weird reason he needed to ask. Maybe because some wild part of him hoped she would see through his insecurities and tell him that whoever it had been he could never compare to him or what she had felt while being with him, but there it was, he would probably not be able to let it go if he didn't have a clear answer.
"I know?" Bella cocked an eyebrow and stared at him with a blank expression that didn't reveal much of what she could be thinking.
"Yeah… you know…" Edward shrugged uneasily, wanting her to understand without him having to utter the words, but either she really didn't see what he meant, or she just wanted to hear him say them. "Oh c'mon Bella, don't make me say it, please." he whined and grimaced when he realized that she was obviously not playing him.
"You mean…" she trailed off when her mind registered exactly what he was trying to say.
Of course he would want to know. The weird thing was probably that he hadn't asked before that. He was a guy after all, and guys usually wanted to know this kind of things, no matter how much they tried to play it off and act like they didn't care.
"Yeah!" he expelled in a long but relieved breath, glad that he wouldn't have to tell her anything like 'who's the fucking asshole whot got you first, 'cause he deserves to die!'
"No one!" she stated before realizing by Edward's frowning face that it didn't make much sense to him. "I mean, you… I-I never did… before… I… I mean I-I was a… " she stammered trying to get the words out, but Edward didn't give her the opportunity to finish on her own.
"A what?" he urged her on, because clearly she couldn't be saying what he thought she was saying. Granted he was not experienced himself but he would have noticed if she were what he was thinking she was, wouldn't he? He couldn't be that clueless about women!
"A virgin not an hour ago…" she revealed, briefly wondering why he looked so surprised. Then again considering she had gone out with Jacob and he had the reputation to have bedded almost every girl he had been seen with, it would be no wonder then if Edward truly believed that she had been one of them, too, moreover since he had probably noticed that she hadn't been completely 'intact' anymore.
If he only knew. But it wasn't like she could really just come out and tell him 'hey I just meant to play a little with myself but got somewhat carried away and the next thing I knew, bam I had no hymen left for you to break anymore. Hope you don't mind'. That would definitely not do, would it?
"Y-You were?" he asked completely bewildered, even if her innocent and sincere expression was enough to prove him she was indeed telling him the truth. He didn't have time to rejoice over the fact though, since his mind was already working frantically at finding an explanation to what he had felt. Or rather not. "… but how… I mean… I didn't… you didn't… there was no… I-I… oh, god…"
"You're cute when you stutter, you know!" Bella teased him playfully, not really seeing where the big deal was. She had more expected him to be overjoyed with the news actually, not near a panic attack. Why did guys always have to be so weird, huh?
"Bella … I'm serious, god… I'm so sorry!" he all but cried out, thinking that this was definitely not the best time to joke.
What kind of idiot was he to not have noticed before? And why in the hell had he believed any fucking word that came out of Jacob Black's mouth? No wonder she had seemed to be in great pain when he had entered her. He definitively should have known better and figured out a long time ago that he had to be lying and that Bella wasn't the type of girls who would cave so easily, not with someone like Jacob, even if what had just happened could belie his thoughts.
He just hoped that he wasn't reading too much into this now then, and that it was only because it had been 'him' that she had let this occur. He wanted this to be different for her, special and not to have happened only because he had been at the right place, at the right time, though he honestly doubted that Bella would have gone so far with him if she had not really wanted him, even before that. He surely also hoped that meant that she at least felt a little something for him. That wasn't too much to demand, was it?
"S-Sorry? what for?" Bella almost immediately sobered up and questioned nervously as she eventually grew concerned by his strange reaction.
Did it change anything that she had been a virgin? Did it make him regret what had happened? It didn't make any sense to her but apparently it was affecting Edward more than she would have thought possible.
Oh, god. What if he was panicking because realizing that she had never done this before made it harder for him to let her down easily now? Maybe he hadn't cared before because he had thought this wouldn't be her first time and therefore he wouldn't be taking anything he wouldn't be able to give back once it would be over. Maybe then he could have faced himself knowing that they had both enjoyed a good time together but it wouldn't really have any repercussions if he meant this to only be a one time occurrence. Of course learning that he had 'deflowered' her now would change everything if that had been his intention.
No, god, she couldn't think like that. This was Edward she was talking about and Edward was nothing like all those other guys who would have no qualms acting that way and taking advantage of her. No matter how little she still knew about him, she was sure he wouldn't do something so horrible to her. Or would he?
"I… I didn't know… I thought… I-I should… I don't know… I should have been gentler… I-I shouldn't have…" he stammered self-deprecatingly, eventually admitting what was really bothering him, which managed to ease some of Bella's fears, at least for the time being.
He was a moron and he would only have himself to blame if she thought so as well now, Edward berated himself angrily. He shouldn't have concluded anything, he should have just 'asked' beforehand to be sure. After all if he considered himself mature enough to have sex, he should have been as well to verify this type of things. If he had known, he would have been way more careful and he would have certainly not taken her the way he had, against a wall, like they had done that a million times already and she was used to such aggressiveness. If he already felt bad before due to the circumstances of their first sexual experience together, now he could say he was feeling like shit after realizing that this had actually been her very first time at all.
Unable to look at her so guilty he was feeling, he tried to hide his face into the crook of her neck, cursing himself for his thoughtlessness, but Bella wouldn't have any of it.
What did he think he was doing? Did he hear her complaining about anything? She didn't think so, and she wouldn't change a thing even if she was given the choice. No matter how long she would live, she would always remember her first time as one of the most sensual, erotic and pleasurable experiences she could have hoped for. What more did he want? And how many girls could say so, huh?
Not every girl wanted their first time to be in a bed with soft music in the background and whatever else, she knew that had never necessarily been her ideal scenario anyway or the way she had pictured it and at least, unlike many others, she couldn't say that hers had not been original, so he had nothing to be sorry for. That and the fact that considering how much she had enjoyed this time, she honestly couldn't wait for the next one.
And they said it only got better with practice, if that were true, she might very well not survive their next encounter. If he wanted them to have a next time of course, he hadn't hinted anything about that yet, but she would rather not go down that road and think about that again. No, right now what she needed was to concentrate on him and convince Edward that she absolutely didn't regret what they had just done.
"Shh… Hey, it was perfect, Edward…" she stopped him in his almost inaudible muttering and after pulling slightly apart, or at least as much as she could in their position, she gently lifted his chin so he could see the truth of her words on her face. "You were perfect!"
"A-Are you sure?… 'cause I could ha-… I… m-maybe… " he demanded still only half-convinced, and this time Bella didn't have any other choice but to silence him with a kiss. At least she hoped that if nothing else could, this would do the trick.
"I wouldn't have wanted it any different way!" she assured him truthfully once they came up for air, just in case the rest had not been enough yet, and she was pleased when she saw the crease that had been marring his forehead slowly disappearing.
Gradually she felt him relaxing again, then he kissed her again and she knew that he had finally understood that it didn't matter where or how they had done it as long as it had been together and they had both enjoyed it.
"Okay… " he whispered at last, but Bella could see that he still had some questions and she wasn't surprised when he voiced them aloud. "… but how is it possible that you didn't… y-you know…" he stammered uncomfortably, almost immediately wondering why he even asked.
The most important to him was of course to know that no one had touched her like he had before today, and more particularly not Jacob. But maybe he could learn a thing or two about women, even if of course the knowledge wouldn't really serve him now since he absolutely didn't plan to be with anyone but Bella and it was already too late in her case to put the information to use.
If it had been anyone but him, Bella would have rather died before even thinking about revealing what she was about to share with him, but strangely at that moment, with Edward, she didn't feel any embarrassment or any shame. Maybe because she sensed that he really wanted to know, needed it even, and if it was important to him, she didn't mind answering his question. She just hoped he wouldn't be too shocked once he would know the truth or think less of her. After all she was pretty sure that he saw her as this sweet and innocent girl -and usually she was, unless she was thinking of him- but this could probably change that image he had of her.
"Well, I have toys Mr. Cullen … and a lot of imagination…" she replied, a certain amount of mischief dancing in her eyes, but despite her teasing, she had been more expecting him to smile back at her than to see him gawk at her with a dumbfounded expression on his beautiful face. Even if that didn't last long.
As soon as the implications of what she was saying downed on him, his eyes grew darker and she could have sworn he would break her in two with the way his grip tightened around her. He looked ready to ravish her again, right then right there, and Bella couldn't help thinking that only for that, she would have to thank Alice once more for that 18th birthday present she had gotten her a few months ago. And to say that she had thought about disowning her when she had unwrapped the gift, how stupid was that? Only to see this look on Edward 's face, she was glad Alice had thought offering her dildo was a good idea, even if she had almost originally sworn she would never use it.
"But if you want me to tell you a little secret… you were my first…" she continued huskily then paused just to be sure her next words would have the effect she had been going for, "… both times!" she finished in a breathy murmur, delighted in the groan he emitted, though she couldn't tell if it was because of what she had just told him, or because she couldn't help rubbing herself against him at that same moment. Any way, it didn't take Edward long to react but never in her wildest dreams could she have fathomed what his own next words would be or the impact they would have on her.
"God, is it too soon to tell you that I love you?" Edward growled hoarsely in response when he pictured her pleasuring herself with thoughts of him clouding her senses, and realized only too late what he had just said.
Maybe it indeed was, too soon that is. Maybe she didn't want to hear about it and he had just ruined everything between them. Who said he loved a girl after only having been with her an hour anyway? she would probably not believe him or think he was going crazy. Yet he had never been surer of anything in his life. He loved her, more than anything or anyone else in this world and now she finally knew it. Only considering her reaction he couldn't be sure she had been ready to hear it.
During the few seconds it took Bella to answer him, Edward could swear his heart had just stopped beating and he cursed himself once more for being stupid and not thinking before speaking. It got only worse when after seeing Bella's eyes grow wide in what he could only guess was shock, she then bit her lip uncertainly and he couldn't help thinking that this couldn't be a good sign. He knew she usually only did that when she was extremely nervous, and the last thing he wanted was for her to feel uneasy, or scared, or anything that could come close to that.
Damn, what had he done? Give the guy a prize folks because he was surely winning them all.
She was hallucinating. She had to, Bella thought because clearly she couldn't have heard him right. Edward hadn't just said he loved her, had he? And if he had, was he serious, or was it just something that had escaped his lips just like that, without him even realizing it or what was worse meaning it?
Not certain of what she was supposed to think, she blinked at him, once, twice, mouth agape, a million thoughts running through her mind at that instant, but no matter how much the prospect paralyzed her, she knew there was only one way to know for sure.
"I-If you mean it… n-no…" Bella stuttered after a moment of hesitation and then lowered her head shyly, feeling self-conscious but most of all terrified he would suddenly tell her that he was only kidding or anything like that. She didn't think she could bear hearing him retract the words now that he had spoken them.
"I do… I-I've been in love with you for so long, Bella… I was just too scared and… and too coward to come to you… you don't know how much I regret it though…" cupping her face gently, he stumbled over the words himself of course, but nothing could have stopped him from telling her how he felt at that point.
Not when it became clear to him that she wasn't repulsed by the idea and even less rejecting it or anything alike, but just caught completely off guard. He could work with that. What he couldn't deal with though was if she told him she didn't want to have anything to do with him or that she didn't give a damn about what he could feel for her.
"E-Edward … I… " she choked out, having a hard time fighting back the tears that blurred her vision.
God, this was really happening. He was really telling her that he loved her, wasn't he? Honestly if it had been anyone else but him, she would have probably not believe such an avowal, not when they were just starting what was still an undefined relationship, and she would have even wondered if there weren't hidden motives behind such beautiful words, but the way he looked at her, the way he had touched her ever since she had discovered him there earlier, spoke of a tenderness and a love that couldn't be feigned.
No, every single word he told her had to be true, she couldn't doubt it, but how she was supposed to react after that she didn't know. What was she supposed to tell him? Or rather how was she supposed to make him understand that she felt the exact same way when no sound seemed to be able to get past the huge lump that cloaked her throat.
"It's okay… you don't have to say it back… I mean… I underst-…" Edward rushed on when her voice cracked, not wanting her to feel forced to answer anything to his own declaration. He hadn't told her for any other reason than because after having waited so long for this moment, he felt he would just explode if he didn't get it out of his chest.
He didn't care if she loved him back right now or not, as long as she wanted to give him, them a chance, with time he would prove her that he was worthy of her love. He would love enough for both of them, he knew he could, and therefore living with just the hope that she could some day reciprocate his feelings would be all he needed and more than enough.
"No… no, it's not…" she shook her head frantically when she understood he had mistaken her inability to talk for a lack of feelings on her part, and after swallowing audibly she tried again. " I-I love you, too, Edward … I love y-you so much!" she declared fervently, before kissing his lips desperately and then wrapping her arms around his neck and hugging him as tightly as she could.
"I love you!" Edward repeated just as emotionally, all the while holding her for dear life, the feel of her so close to him bringing him the strength he needed to not break down himself.
He had imagined a thousand times how it would feel to be loved by Bella, to hear the words coming out of her mouth, but nothing could have prepared him for the whirlwind of emotions that washed over him the instant they did. And by the way she was clinging to him or the way she trembled perceptively in his arms, she had to be feeling just the same.
It was almost too much, something that was so surreal he was just about considering questioning the veracity of the moment but when he felt her trailing her lips down his throat, he all but forgot everything about that or what he had been thinking. She was there. She was in his arms, and she said she loved him, let it be a dream if that was all it was, he just didn't want to wake up ever again then.
Even if she might actually not give him the choice, the way she sucked at the pulse of his neck and undulated against him being probably more than enough to wake up even the dead.
Her tongue teased his jaw line mercilessly until Edward had no other choice but to stop her if he wanted to say what he had wanted to tell her when she had confessed having been a virgin herself until him. He just hoped she would be as elated about the news as he had been himself once the initial shock had worn off.
"Baby… " he stilled her hips and started hesitantly, waiting for her to look at him to pursue, but the words got caught in his throat the second he met her trustful eyes. "You… uh… I… "
"Yeah?… tell me…" sucking his lip between her own, she coaxed him gently, that smile of hers he loved so much giving him the confidence he could have needed to continue.
"Y-You were my f-first, too… " he plunged on but couldn't stop himself from blushing to the roots of his hair even as he did so.
Of course he didn't mind telling her the truth but he couldn't help wondering what she would think now when she would understand that he had not known what he was doing himself or if he was only doing it right.
"R-Really?" she stammered somewhat in awe and nibbling at her bottom lip in what Edward thought was the sexiest way possible, but just as she asked the question, she could clearly see the answer in his eyes and she couldn't express how much that thought pleased her.
She had of course wondered before that even if she had not dared hope too much considering how assured he had seemed all along, but knowing he had been a virgin himself only made the experience even more incredibly special to her.
Then again, if she really thought about it, the chances he was as inexperienced as she was herself had been greater than the opposite if you considered that she had never really seen him with a girl before, but still, there was so much she didn't know about him that before this instant she couldn't have been sure of anything.
"It's always been you, Bella… I could never be with anyone else!" Edward confessed in a soft whisper, hoping he could make her understand just how important she had always been to him. She was the only woman he had ever loved, and if she wanted him, he had no doubt that she would be the last.
Tears prickled Bella's eyelids once more as she saw him looking at her with his heart in his eyes and she had to gulp for air several times to be sure that she wouldn't just break down and cry at his sweet admission, but boy how hard it was to not to. She didn't think that had been what he had been aiming for though, and she definitely didn't want him to mistake her reaction again.
In an effort to ease the sudden tension that filled the air so, and probably take off some of the seriousness as well, she tried to joke mildly, but it failed when her own words came out way hoarser than what she had wanted them to.
"C-Can I be your second, too?" she asked and nearly cringed when she heard her voice cracking by the end of her sentence. However, how could anyone blame her? This man she loved beyond any rational thought had just admitted to her that he had never wanted anyone but her, she was entitled to get emotional and go to pieces, wasn't she?
"And my third… my fourth… my forever…" Edward caressed her face and whispered against her lips, punctuating each statement with a tender kiss, each sweet syllable sounding like a promise he hoped Bella knew he intended to keep. There would never be another her. She was the one and only for him.
Unable to resist any longer, she kissed him back only more eagerly maybe, showing him with her acts just how much that meant to her. It not only thrilled her beyond measure, it also gave her hope for a future with him. She couldn't believe he would be so loving, and admit such things if he didn't see their relationship going in the same direction as she did herself. They were meant to be. Whether they voiced it out loud just yet or not, they both knew it and that was all that seemed to matter.
Assured in how strong what they felt for each other could be, she kissed him with all she had inside, barely giving him any opportunity to breathe properly, until Edward thought he would have to pry her lips off his if he didn't want to pass out from the lack of air. That was actually the last thing he wanted to do, but things were heating up so fast again, there was only one way he could see them ending.
"M-Maybe we should… get out of here f-first…" he suggested between kisses and groans, knowing he would be forced to take her right there, right then again if they didn't.
Balancing her between himself and the wall once more when she nodded, he quickly turned off the water, grabbed for the only towel that was miraculously not soaked yet, and proceeded to dry her off.
"Hold on to me tight, sweetheart!" he commanded softly, the gentleness of his tone matching the tenderness with which he took care of her, making sure he blotted most of the water off her hair, and then as best as he could, dried her skin as well.
"Hurry!" she ordered back, sure that she wouldn't be able to wait much longer for him to finish.
She didn't care if they made a mess of the place, or if she caught a cold after that, she wanted him, again, with a passion that scared even herself, and the sexy chuckle he emitted in response to her obvious impatience certainly didn't help in any way to quench the fire that burned her to her very core.
"Thank you!" she whispered in a seductive purr when he was done, running her tongue along his bottom lip in what Edward could only guess was her very own way to show him her gratitude.
"Y-You're welcome!" he groaned back as she skillfully managed to position her dripping center at the tip of his engorged member.
Not needing anymore encouragement, he surged forward, embedding himself inside her warm depths in one deep thrust, though this time he did his best to keep some kind of control and eased himself into her more gently than he had before.
His hands immediately cupped her behind to support her and it was almost blindly that he stepped out of the shower stall, not caring for a second about the trail of water he left behind them.
His lips slanted over hers, capturing every blissful moan that would have escaped them had he given her the opportunity to let them go. Pleasure rippled through her in a tidal wave with each of his movement, and she couldn't do much more than hold on to him the best she could and enjoy the ride.
Edward didn't even know where he had meant to take them, but they actually didn't make it farther than the locker room middle bench, where Bella proceeded to drive him completely insane and showed him just how flexible she truly was.
His mouth never leaving hers, his tongue enjoying the sweet, sensual dance it had started with hers, he straddled the bench, Bella still on top of him, with the clear intention to have her riding him until they would be both reduced to a mass of quivering flesh, but Bella changed his plans when with him still deeply sheathed inside of her, she lay completely on her back, throwing him for a loop.
They both gasped at the new position, and Edward actually thought he would just die at the sight of her completely stretched in front of him, her still damp hair fanning around her, her breasts high and her nipples hard.
Slowly his gaze drifted to where their bodies connected in the most intimate way, and he growled like an animal when he saw his hard member disappearing in and out of her tight moistened walls. Her legs were wrapped tightly around his middle, and with much gentleness he pushed on her bended knees, spreading them wider than he had ever thought any woman could go, but all the while his eyes remained strained on his shaft, glistening with her juices, mesmerized by the way he stretched her center and how she swallowed him whole.
He had never considered himself much of a voyeur until then, but he would lie if he said that he didn't like what he was seeing, how much that turned him on, or how seeing her moving that way was driving him nuts. They were beautiful together, no matter what they did, there was no doubt in his mind. Even if right now, he didn't even need to do a thing per say, she was doing all the job for them, rolling her hips, rocking languidly against him, taking him so slow but thoroughly, it was a wonder he hadn't lost it already.
His hands moved up her shapely legs till they cradled her hips to give her the little support he could still provide to help her moves, but as far as he was concerned, she was doing fine all by herself.
His eyes were automatically drawn to her face, flushed with desire, when she moaned his name, her voice pleading, and the way she looked back at him then was nearly his undoing.
Her lips swollen and a dark red color now, proof that she had been thoroughly kissed, called him repeatedly, and when her fingers caressed and entwined with his once more before pulling him down to her, he was unable to not give her exactly what she asked for.
Willingly he went and was soon lying completely on top of her, picking up where she had left and plunging in and out of her again like he had done so many times already.
Skin to skin, fingers still enlaced above her head, he kissed her ravenously mimicking the sensuous moves of her grinding pelvis, slowing and picking up pace according to Bella's sighs and pleas.
He loved the fact that she could be so vocal and even more that he was the one putting her in such a state. She was so responsive to him, it made him want to never leave this place, to never leave her insides, no matter how unrealistic that could be.
It was already a miracle he was able to go on with the way she made him feel, but there was no way he would let go without taking her with him. He had never been one to be selfish, he would certainly not start today and even less with her. Not when he knew just how insanely beautiful she could be when she fell completely apart into his arms, and certainly not when bringing her to ecstasy was enough to satisfy him as well. He guessed that was what came with being crazily in love with someone, but even if that was not the case, Bella certainly deserved the best he could offer her.
Without stopping in his pounding, one hand grabbed both of hers, not minding in the least when she nearly crushed his fingers in reaction to what he supposed was an intense wave of pleasure seizing her, while he let the other one trail down her body, taking his time to knead her supple breast briefly, before skimming down her side and her thigh, until he reached the crook of her knee and ever so gently hooked his arm under it. Lifting her leg up, he groaned when it opened her up even more and allowed him to sink even deeper into her, and Bella cried out just along with him at the feeling.
"E-Edward … I… Edward…" she sobbed incoherently, writhing in bliss under him and finally letting go of his hand before she could really hurt him.
She nearly died though when Edward took that opportunity to position her other leg just the same way he had the first, bending them to the point her knees nearly touched her breasts, and after griping the edges of the bench for help, rammed into her faster and harder than he had ever before.
"I know… I-I know, b-baby!" was the only thing he was still able to say as he felt her walls grip him tightly and clamp around him, just as her nails dug into his ass and made him involuntarily press her harder into the hard bench.
Bella was past caring about that at this point though, the only thing she wanted was for him to never stop, to never let go of her. The things he made her feel were beyond words. The only thing still clear in her mind was that when he kissed her, it felt like everything was right in the world. When he held her she was sure that nothing could happen to her, and when he made love to her, she felt like the most special and precious girl on Earth.
A girl who right now was feeling feverish, as if her insides were boiling from the passion unfurling in her, and Edward was the only one to be able to tame that fire. The more he cherished her body, the more she wanted, and the more she pleaded with him to continue.
Until the pleasure that consumed her became so intense that she had no other choice but to let it go, and in a loud wail that had Edward quivering in response himself, she felt herself falling over the edge, her spasming walls bringing him the release he had so desperately been seeking for as well.
For the longest time afterwards, satiated but trembling, they stayed almost unmoving, just relishing on the feel of each other's arms, and took their time to cool their bodies down and bring their labored breaths back to normal. Through it all, Bella ran her fingers down Edward's back in a calming manner, while Edward played with her hair and nuzzled her neck with his nose affectionately, until he eventually kissed his way up to her lips and looked at her again.
"I love you so much, Isabella!" Edward murmured out of the blue but just as lovingly as ever, his fingers smoothing her hair back with such tenderness he nearly made her cry again.
Instead of losing it though, she smiled at him in the most endearing way and his heart skipped a beat as he was hit once more with just how beautiful she truly was. To her, it felt weird hearing him calling her Isabella when everyone always called her Bella, but she loved how her full name sounded on his lips. In a way it was as if, after having loved the girl, he was acknowledging the woman as well, and she loved how that made her feel.
Unable to help himself Edward kissed her tenderly, brushing his lips repeatedly on hers in a sweet caress that had soon both of them begging for more. It wasn't long before Bella's tongue sought his desperately and Edward was all too eager to give her exactly what she wanted. And more.
"Oh, my… you've got to be kidding me!" Bella pulled apart and laughed when she felt Edward twitch inside of her. Once more.
She couldn't even comprehend how that was humanly possible or how he could think about going at it again when she had barely felt him deflating at all. Talk about having stamina, he would end up killing her if he kept that up. But well, it wasn't as if she really minded anyway, and she could certainly not think of a better way to go.
"I'm sorry!" Edward mumbled, resting his face against her shoulder, and though Bella could hear the slightest shame in his tone, she couldn't miss the amusement either.
He couldn't help it if she drove him crazy and his body naturally reacted to her closeness, to her touch, to her kisses. He was just grateful he was still young and didn't have any problem 'lifting it up' yet, otherwise he wouldn't be able to finish what he started. Ah, the joys of still being a healthy young man.
"I'm not… you feel so good inside of me!" Bella murmured into his ear, caressing his back soothingly and even if she knew he couldn't see it, she smiled wickedly when she felt him pulse inside of her in response to her statement.
"You feel so good around me!" his answer matched the seductive tone of her own words, and ever so slowly he started to roll his hips, barely moving at all really but enough to create a delicious friction that sent pleasure coursing through both of their systems.
"Love me again, baby!" she purred, pulling him to her and spreading her legs wider to better accommodate him. Of course she knew she could sound wanton and insatiable but she couldn't bring herself to care: they had months, maybe years to make up for, they should as well start right now.
"Slow?" Edward asked softly, his lips almost immediately attaching themselves to her collarbone and burning hot kisses into her skin.
"Very slow… I want to savor and remember every second of it…" Bella confirmed in a long moan when Edward trailed his tongue down to her left breast and then gently tugged on one of the hardened nipples that had been poking into his chest until then.
Before long, grunts and sighs filled the room again, mixed with the sound of their heavy breathing and the meeting of warm naked flesh as for the third time they surrendered to the passion and love they had always felt but had never dared unleash before that day. At times Edward actually buried himself so deep inside of her, Bella truly believed he would end up touching her heart, but not once did he really pick up his pace. Like he had implicitly promised, he loved her gently, slowly, his lips and hands wreaking an endless havoc on her body at the same time, and for a blissful moment she stopped acknowledging anything else existed but Edward Cullen and the way he made her feel. In his arms, she forgot about the rest of the universe. Where they were and who was outside.
At least until they were interrupted by the janitor's shocked gasp.
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TBC…
The last part should be up this weekend. In the meantime, let me know if you want more and if you liked this one!
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