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Never Forgotten
Chapter 2
Unashamed
BPOV
"So you got accepted to all the schools you had applied to?" I asked as I brushed a stray hair out of his eyes. We had been lying on his bed after the shower he gave me for almost three hours now just talking and catching up on mundane things.
After the shower he carried me into the bedroom and we both got dressed and climbed under the warm covers of his bed. I think he had his other bed from home duplicated because this was just as big and soft as that one. It was quite comical though that he had this huge bed yet we were as close to each other as we could get. He was lying on his back with one arm draped around my waist and the other curled behind his head as he stared at the ceiling. I was on my side half lying on him with my left leg in between both of his under the blankets and my arm draped across him stomach and my face was even with his to look into the green emerald eyes I had missed so much.
"Yeah. I went to Harvard for a few years but everything was always about being my father's legacy and I just wanted to make my own path. My mother came to school here but she wasn't premed so it wasn't a big deal." He shrugged.
"Seems reasonable." I stated. I pecked his lips for the hundredth time today. I felt like I needed the reassurance and he happily obliged sometimes stealing a few kisses of his own.
"Why did you decide to come here?"
"Running away I guess." I admitted. I knew he would know what I meant by that.
"Seems reasonable." He used my words back on me. He smirked and kissed my forehead again. His reassurance.
"I have a little brother now." I told him excitedly. That was the one light in the past three years.
"Really?" he said while running his hands through my now dried hair.
"Yeah, my mom and Phil had a little boy about two years ago. I don't think he was planned but she won't admit it. His name is Blake." I wiggled out of his arms.
"Where are you going?" he asked with a hint of hurt in his eyes and a put on his full lips.
"I have a picture in my bag. Hold on." I called back to him. I got to his living room and spotted my back by the door. It was nighttime now and the only light was from the small lamp on his side table. I flipped the switch to see well and looked through my bag setting some of my notes and things on his coffee table. I finally found the picture and turned to go to his room and he was right where I left him. I handed off the picture and he smiled.
"Cute kid." He said as he looked at the picture of my dark blonde haired brother with hazel eyes like my mother. "If you hadn't told me that he was I never would have guessed." I nodded.
"Yeah, I look so much like Charlie." He nodded and something flickered in his eyes and then was quickly gone. I looked over and saw that it was only about 6:30 and I hadn't eaten since this morning. And I got an idea that made me smile. It was something we never had the privilege of doing in Forks. Here, no one could touch us.
"What? You look happy." He brushed his fingertips over the smile on my lips.
"Edward, how would you feel about going out on an official date?" I snuggled closer to him and closed my eyes awaiting his answer.
"Why Isabella, are you asking little old me out on a date?" He kissed my forehead. "No." he said. My eyes shot open and the rejection was immediate. "I will not allow you to ask me out on a date." Then the confusion set in.
"Huh?" was my brilliant award winning response.
"Bella," he said while taking my face in his hands. "I want you to be my girlfriend." He said with determination. "We are going to do this right this time around. And that means I ask you out. Bella, will you go out on a date with me?" he asked sincerely and sealed it with a chaste kiss. It got a bit fuzzy after he said girlfriend though.
"Huh?" yet another brain mishap.
"Bella?" he asked. I shook my head and looked into his eyes.
"Sorry, yes to all counts." I smiled. He gave me that amazing smile that I was learning to be just for me.
"All counts?" He quirked up one of his eyebrows, and a sly smile was on his face. He knew what I meant he just wanted me to say it out loud. I rolled my eyes and kissed him.
"I would love to go out on a date with you as your girlfriend." I sighed, like it was the most horrible thing in the world to happen. He knew I was kidding, and brought his hand to his heart.
"Don't sound so excited my Bella. If it isn't what you want then we can……" He couldn't finish because I attacked his lips with mine to shut him up. When he moaned into my mouth I felt my lips pull into a smile. He took control of the kiss quickly and rolled us over so he was hovering over me. I love the controlling side of him. The take initiative Edward was very sexy. He took one of his hands from my hair to my, or his, shirt and pulled it up. I stopped him and he pulled away and looked into my eyes. He seemed to have some hurt and rejection in his own eyes this time.
"Feed me Seymour." I smiled and patted my stomach that chose to growl. He smiled and rolled off me.
"I know a good diner down the street if that's what you want. Or if you want something more special I bet I could arrange it."
"Diner sounds good. Not as, how should I put this, intimidating." He laughed at me.
"Still my Bella." He whispered shaking his head going over to the dresser to get some clothes. "I'll go get your stuff out of the dryer." He said to me as he made his way out of the room. I, yet again squeal like a little girl, at the idea of a date with him. I was glad I wore something presentable today. It was just a pair of boot cut hipsters and a green and gray striped long sleeved v-neck sweater. It was comfy but I didn't look like a hobo. (link for clothes on profile.)
He came back into the room carrying my clothes and tossed them on the foot of the bed. I got up and took my clothes off while he did the same. It was odd to be like this. Like a real couple. It was like a preview of if we lived together. I smiled at the thought of waking up every morning to the angel face of Edward. His sleeping form was always so peaceful. His eyes shut and lips parted with a slight snore coming from him. It was a melody I loved to hear.
"What are you smiling about?" he came up to me and wrapped his arms around my waist.
"Nothing." I smiled.
"Well, if it takes nothing to get that beautiful smile on your face than my job will be very easy." He smiled and leaned to kiss my neck. I laughed. It was true all he had to do was be there and nothing else mattered. He pulled away from me to put on his shirt and shoes. When he turned his back to me was the first time I noticed a tattoo on his shoulder blade. In elegant script with barbed wire twined in it was written-
To love and win is the best thing,
to love and lose is the next best.
I walked up behind him and traced it with my fingers and he shivered under my touch.
"I got that a couple of years ago. I didn't want to forget." He laughed dryly. "I thought BELLA in big letters might be too conspicuous. So I got the next best thing." He shrugged his shoulders. I leaned up and kissed it.
"William Makepeace Thackeray. It's a great quote. One I know very well, too well." He turned to me and hugged me close. We started to sway to the unheard music around us. It was a small gesture between us. It was of love and acceptance. I felt whole, and complete here in his arms. Nothing could touch us here. No one could touch us. Only the fact was that we had a lot to deal with, but for now we would revel in the freedom of being together.
Unashamed.
He hugged me tighter and then released me to put on his clothes. I ran my fingers on his back again and it was like all the pain and fear of him never loving me enough just disappeared. He did love me as much as I loved him. It was clear now that I would never be strong enough to let him go again. He shrugged on his pale blue polo and his black converse. I loved the simplicity of Edward was still beautiful. He never had to try for me. And I never had to with him. We just were. It was great.
"Ready?" He said with an outstretched hand.
"For anything." I responded with a smile and took his hand.
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We got to the diner that was within walking distance of his building and the raining had thankfully stopped so that it was a feeling in the air. It smelled like rain and it was the first time I welcomed the smell that reminded me of my home of Forks. We walked hand in hand not worried of being caught or a scandal erupting. It was so simple yet spoke volumes.
People take advantage of simple gestures like this. A kiss on the hand, leading your loved one by the small of their back, holding hands, stealing chaste kisses, PDA in general was never something we could accomplish. It was always weird. Even when we had our group dates in Port Angeles those years ago we had to be cautious. But not now. Even when we were seated in our booth I had expected him to sit across from me but he just sat down on the bench right beside me.
And of course the waitress still flirted shamelessly with my Adonis of a boyfriend.
Boyfriend
She didn't care that he never looked at her and was kissing my neck half the time she was taking our order. The way he was always running his fingers through my hair. I was glad he did that the whole time it was drying. It was strange how it dried perfectly with him doing that. I looked over to him as we were eating and gave him a quick kiss on the cheek. He smiled at me and went back to his food. And he was always touching me. Like I was going to disappear. I did the same.
"What do you plan on doing with your masters?" he asked in between bites.
"I want to teach again, but at a college level. Maybe teach at a community college somewhere and eventually get my doctorate. I'm also working on a novel." He looked up at me then.
"Really? That's great." He hesitated for a second to contemplate something. "Can I read it?" He asked cautiously. I bit my bottom lip thinking it over. The book was basically an outline of our relationship. Loosely but he, of all people, would see the similarities.
"How about we wait until I'm finished. Then you can read it." He nodded not wanting to push me. "So….." I trailed off not knowing how to word my question.
"Spit it out love." He said playfully.
"Well, I know I have no right to ask this and I think I already know the answer but…." I looked down not meeting his eyes. He pulled my chin up with his finger.
"No one. I went on two dates, but that was set up by friends and always ended with me missing you more. That was all." He said knowing my question. He looked at me to recount my history.
"No one. I just couldn't." I whispered. He smiled and kissed my forehead.
"Good, I'm a naturally selfish person and this makes me feel much better." I chuckled at him.
"Me too." I went back to eating and we ate in silence for a little while until a new question popped into my head. "How's Esme?"
"She's good. She misses you." He said sadly. I just nodded because of the lump in my throat for my other mother of sorts.
"Ready to go." I asked after he set the money on the table. We left and walked around for a little while just talking and laughing.
"So what happened to your high school buddies?"
"Clay is on scholarship at Duke. Seth is working for his dad being "groomed" to take over the family garage. Noah met a girl soon after school ended and they got married and have three kids already." He shook his head at that. "And Riley is at UCLA on a scholarship as well."
"Wow, that's great. Do you keep in touch?" He nodded.
"Yeah, emails, sometime phone calls. I'm actually godfather to Noah's oldest." He pulled out his wallet and showed me a picture of a boy who was the spitting image of his father and two little girls that looked like twins.
"How cute." And then I did the last thing expected. "Don Corleone." I said in a gruff voice and scratched my chin. He burst out laughing and doubled over. He had to sit on a bench for a little while to get his laughs under control.
"When did you become such a movie buff?" he said through laughs.
"What do you mean?" I asked through my own giggles at his display.
"Well, first Little Shop of Horrors and now The Godfather, it seems you have become quite the little movie fanatic." He stated.
"I spent a lot of time at home alone with cable." I shrugged. "My favorite books anymore just seemed to be taunting me with happy endings, so I just started to watch T.V. and movies were always on. End of story." He looked serious again.
"We will have to talk out things eventually, huh?" he said sadly.
"It seems." I said and grabbed his hand and smiled at him to show it was in the past. It was true though. We would need to share even our darkest moments so we could full leave them behind us. But for now we would be together and just be happy. I looked around us and we were now in front of his building. I didn't want the night to be over and he seemed to be thinking the same thing.
"Since it's Friday and no school tomorrow how about you stay with me. Only if you want." I nodded my head enthusiastically and he just laughed.
"We might need to go to my place though. I need a change of clothes."
"Okay." He took my hand again and led me to his car. We made the 30 minute trek over t my place and it reminded me of something.
"So, how much do you hate not being able to speed in the city streets of New York?" I laughed.
"Torture, but better than being pulled over by your dad every other day." I laughed harder.
"True." I said as we stepped in front of my building. I lived in a studio apartment and it wasn't as fancy as Edward's but it was livable. I felt a bit ashamed of my place compared to his but he didn't seem put out at all. We walked up the stairs and I unlocked my door. "Mi Casa!" I cheered. He looked around a bit while I gathered my things I had a little corner where my kitchen was with a small table to eat at. The bathroom was the only room closed off. Everything else was an open space. I had a bed in to corner and the couch was on the opposite side with the T.V. facing both my bed and the couch so I could see wherever I was. It was small, but I made it my own.
"Nice." He said in a sincere tone. He walked around to look at my things and I realized to late about my hobby that I took up that might put him off. I turned quickly and he was already studying them. He was looking at one of my drawings. I took up the art after my mother bought me the 6-week classes to help with the "issues" I was having. The art class did everything from sculptures to paintings to drawings. It was a nice outlet for things. But I always seemed to have the same subject.
Edward.
"What is this?" he said pointing to my drawing of one of his beautiful emerald eyes. It was only one and it was the focal point. If you didn't know him perfectly than you wouldn't know it was him. I walked over to him and my wall of art.
"You." I said quietly. "Your eyes. I didn't want to forget. So I drew them and painted them." He looked at me and his eyes glistened with sadness. We stared at one another for a little while and then he kissed me softly. After a few seconds he whispered against my lips with eyes closed.
"I'm never leaving you again." Then he kissed me hungrier this time. It was a long passionate kiss that somehow led to me instinctively leading him back towards the bed. He fell back when his knees buckled and I fell with him.
He pushed me off of him and stood while I lie still wondering what was happening next. I gasped as he pulled his shirt over his head to reveal his perfect chest to me. He was looking me in the eyes the entire time grinning at all my reactions to his body. After he was left only in his boxers he held out his hands to me. He pulled me up and held my face in his hands.
"This is what I have dreamed of for so long." He said quietly as if he spoke any louder I would somehow break. I moan into his mouth as he kissed me. He took his hands from my face running them down me shoulders and arms to my hips. He broke the kiss to lift my shirt off. He caressed my back while we kissed again with so much passion it left me dizzy. He sat me down on the bed and proceeded to take off my shoes and socks slowly. He kissed my feet and every toe. I would be freaked out but this is Edward and that just made it sexy. He took off my jeans next and I lifted m hips to help him pull them off. I was left in only my bra and boy shorts. He looked over my body and leaned down to kiss me. Edward got on his knees to be level with me while I was on the bed. He took his hand around to my back while the other caressed my right breast. I broke the kiss when I threw my head back and moaned loudly. He unclasped my bra and it fell loose and he took his hand that was caressing me and put it under my bra to take hold of my nipple. He finally took it completely off and began to suckle on my left breast while still pinching my other taut nipple. It was a pleasurable pain.
"I haven't felt like this in so long." I said which turned in a moan as he brought his hand to my now soaked panties over my clit. The cloth added a delicious friction.
"So wet for me, love." He stated.
"Only you." I gasped as he took one finger and put it beneath the fabric and stroked my naked wet folds and I fell onto my back on the bed. Edward hooked his fingers into my boy shorts and brought them down. I was now completely naked ready for anything he would do to me. He took my legs and kissed all the way back up to my inner thigh. His nose came in contact with my throbbing bundle of nerves and he inhaled deeply.
"You smell so good, my Bella. Better than how I remembered." Then he went to work on me. My legs that were over his shoulders now wrapped themselves around his head to bring him even closer to my need. He worked me with his tongue and I was gripping the sheets for dear life. I cried out and moaned his name while his tongue did so many things to me. I gasped when he put a finger in me.
"Edward!" I cried out. He continued to pump me and added another finger than another. It was not long after that that I came. And I came hard. I saw the blinding white light behind my eyelids. I was panting and gasping trying to bring my self back to reality. He unwrapped my legs from around his head and they fell tiredly over the side of my bed.
"I love when you scream my name," he said in a deep husky voice dripping of sex. I composed myself enough to reach out and bring his lips to mine. I could taste myself on him and it was a delicious mixture of the two of us. He lay down completely on top of me and I felt his own need against my thigh. I pushed him over to lie on his back and he looked up at me with a wonderful combination of lust and love, but mostly love.
"It's my turn to taste." I purred and he groaned his head falling back onto the mattress. I ran my hands down his marvelous chest and to his defined abs. He seemed to have a slight tan to his normal pale complexion, which made him look even more tempting. I could see his erection through his boxers and gave him a little smile before pulling them off him. He was even more than I remembered. He was so perfect, and mine. I took the little bead of pre cum and smoothed it over to stroke him. He moaned and bucked his hips into my hand.
"Fuck Bella!" He grunted when I squeezed a bit like I remembered he liked it. I took him into my mouth and hummed against him. His taste was so very Edward. There was nothing like it. He was panting as I swallowed when he hit the back of my throat. The feeling of my throat constricting around him was something he loved. I took my hand and wrapped it around what I couldn't fit into my mouth. I bobbed my head up and down while humming for the vibrations. He was close and I could tell. He began to moan louder and curse a bit. The cursing was definitely turning me on. He was never one to really get to vocal, but the things he was saying would make a sailor blush. I could feel the moisture running down my thigh. Since he was so close I took my other hand and began to stroke his balls. It wasn't long after that he,
"I'm coming! Fuck!" he screamed. I just hummed again and he exploded into my mouth. I drank every last Edward drop greedily. He took me and pulled me up to assault my mouth. When he was done I leaned over to whisper in his ear.
"I love when you swear. I makes me even more wet for you." He rolled us over again so he was above me. He looked into my eyes asking for permission and I simply nodded and stroked his cheek. And just like that he was inside me. He stilled his movements to help me adjust to his size but I could see the strain on his face. I rocked my hips to signal to move again and he did. He would thrust and I would meet it with the same fervor. It was the feeling of warmth of finally finding my home again. When we were connected this way nothing could touch us. If this was the last act I would ever have on this earth I would surely die happy. He was close and so was I.
"I'm so close baby." He was grunting and groaning trying to hold back to wait for me. I wanted to watch him come so I took his face in my hands and looked into his eyes.
"Come Edward." And he did. He face was so amazing. His head was thrown back a little the strain on his neck showing all the veins and muscles. His eyes were closed tightly and his mouth parted in a slight 'o'. Feeling his hot seed fill me brought me to the edge and I climaxed soon after him. He rolled over with our still connected bodies and I was now lying on top of him. The last thing I remember before sleep overtook me was a velvet voice.
"I love you my beautiful Bella."
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REVIEW!!
Okay, so how'd did you like the lemon. I made it more mature and slower than the others from TMTY. I liked the idea of Edward being a bit more confident with sex. He is no longer the awkward teenager, but the amazing lover. And Bella likes it.
Did you guys like the idea of Edward's tattoo and Bella's artistic flair coming out to help them each remember the other.
I might have some appearances of the friends I mentioned of Edward's. Most likely Clay, but I'm not sure yet.
I don't know when I will be able to get out the next chapter. I am going to work on Fast and Hard to get that out this week so it might not be until this weekend. Sorry!
I have an awesome story suggestion though. If you haven't heard of WinndSinger's The Red Line you need to check it out. It's heartbreaking but awesome at the same time.
With love to all,
courthale
