A/N…I didn't count, but I wonder how many of you asked me…when are those two going to realize…LOL…I love you all for it.
Ok…so the storm rages on…see you at the bottom…
CHAPTER 4
EPOV
"That's fine, Em," I heard Bella say from the kitchen. I came out of my room dressed for the day, smelling coffee. "We'll see you in the morning. You have your key, just come on in. How's Alice holding up?" Bella asked into the phone, handing me a coffee cup. She was standing in front of the stove making breakfast. She clearly wasn't upset about our kiss anymore.
She snickered, shaking her head. I leaned against the counter, waiting to see how my sister was. "Yes, Alice," she smiled, "it's heading this way. Relax, listen to my brothers, it's going to be fine." She giggled, shaking her head. "Well, Jasper does try to encourage large intakes of alcohol during these things, just wait. You'll forget all about the storm." I snorted, shaking my head. "Edward's fine, he's right here. Want to talk to him? Ok, I'll tell him."
She put her hand over the phone and said, "Alice said for you to call Esme and Carlisle. They want to hear from you."
"Oh hell," I groaned, "I forgot. Ok, not a problem."
"Ok, he said he would. Hi, Rose…No!" She gasped, laughing. "Shut it, I mean it." I smiled at the cackle of laughter coming through the phone. "Paybacks are a bitch, Rose…drop it, I'm not kidding. Ok, see you tomorrow."
She hung up the phone, tossing it on the counter. "Stupid woman," she mumbled.
"What did she do?" I asked, stealing a piece of bacon from the plate.
She smacked my hand away, saying, "Just wait, it's almost done. And nothing, you don't even want to know the evil workings of Rosalie's mind."
"Hmm," I mused. "You're probably right, but tell me anyway," I laughed.
Bella sighed, a slight smile on her face, and shook her head. "Apparently, your sister and my brothers sat up late last night, telling stories about us. So, you know the one they told her?" She asked me, rolling her eyes. I shook my head, thinking there were so many that there was no way to tell. "The rainy football game."
I snickered, remembering it well. "Oh yeah, Eric Yorkie." I chuckled at her growl. "That was one of the biggest fights I ever had and Emmett and Jasper weren't there. They were playing in the game."
"Shut it," she laughed. She handed me a plate, picked up hers and we walked to the table. "What a night that was!" She snorted.
"What was that? Junior year?" I asked, smiling. She nodded. "This is really good, Bella," I said, taking a few bites of omelet. "So, what did Rose say?"
"Oh well, she found it absolutely hysterical that just as you pulled Eric from me, not thirty minutes later was I in a fight with Jennifer Taylor. I've never been so muddy." I laughed. "So, her question was if we played in the mud last night." She sighed, shaking her head. "I told you…she's evil." I laughed, causing her to chuckle with me.
"I remember my mother not letting us in the house without hosing us off," I snickered.
"I still think that was cruel punishment for both of us for fighting," she smiled, pointing her fork at me. "That was fucking cold water."
"Knowing my mother, yes," I snorted. "Speaking of, let me call her." I set my fork down, pulling my phone out of my pocket. She answered instantly, "Hey, Mom."
"Edward? Are you ok?" She sounded frantic.
"Yes, fine, we moved inland, it won't be so bad."
"No, that's not what I meant. Lauren called looking for you. Did you lose your job, Edward?" She asked.
"Yes," I sighed in embarrassment. "What tale did Lauren spin you?" I asked, seeing Bella's head snap up.
"She said you threw her out and her dad fired you, is that true?"
"Yes, after she cheated on me. Don't worry, Mom, it'll be fine," I sighed, my head falling back.
"Well, at least tell me you saw Bella," she pleaded.
"Yeah, Mom, Bella's right here," I smiled, watching as Bella's face lit up. "You want to say hi?"
"Yes, of course," she laughed and I handed Bella my phone.
"Esme!" Bella squealed. As always, my mother and Bella talked ninety miles an hour just like my sister. It was something they had always done. I could barely keep up with the conversation. "No, Esme, I promise, they're both safe. No, I missed you too. I will tell Emmett and Jasper, I swear. No, Renee is still the same, but thank Carlisle for trying. I will…here's Edward." She handed me back the phone and wiped a tear away.
"Edward?"
"Yeah, Mom, I'm here," I sighed, keeping my eye on Bella. Her eyes were focused on her food.
"You guys take care of each other. I'm glad you are back in each other's lives. You're good for each other," she sniffled. "I always hoped that you two would…well, anyway, call when this thing is over so I know you're safe."
"Ok, Mom, tell Dad hello," I hung up, pocketing my phone again.
"Carlisle tried to help Renee," Bella's voice sounded small. "He called in a bunch of favors, trying to get her into a rehab, but she disappeared for four months when she found out what I was up to."
"Sorry, love," I whispered.
Her focus was still her food. Without looking up, she said, "When she finally called me, she was high, telling me that she hated me and that I was trying to sell her into slavery. She was paranoid high. Before the conversation was over, she was begging me for money."
"Why do you do it, Bella? Why do you care?" I asked, angry with her mother for the torture she put her daughter through.
"She's all I have left, all the blood family I have left," she said, her breath hitching. I understood that. Charlie was gone as well as her grandmother. I stood up and knelt by her chair.
"You don't need to be blood related to be family and you know it. Look at Emmett and Jasper," I whispered, taking her hands. "They love you and they aren't blood."
"I know," she sighed. "But I'm responsible for her. She didn't start drugs until I was born. Me, Edward. She hated me from the moment I took my first breath, but I can't leave her to the wolves. She's still my mother."
"That's not true," I whispered, squeezing her hand. "She may have told you that, but Charlie told us that she had always had a drinking problem, Bella. I wish you wouldn't let the bad things in. It's the good things that make you incredible."
"It's easier to believe the bad shit," she sniffled.
"Yeah, that's what Rose said," I smiled as her face locked with mine. "If I have one goal now in my life, it's to make sure you see yourself the way we do…the way I do."
She snorted and I wiped her tears away, tucking her hair back. "Good luck," she whispered.
"Hmm," I smirked, raising an eyebrow. "Is that a challenge?"
"Eat your breakfast, Edward," she snickered, shaking her head. "We have work to do today."
"Yes, ma'am," I smiled, sitting back down.
We spent most of the day getting the yard and house ready for the storm. We picked up branches and anything loose in the yard. She showed me how to tape the windows, telling me if something hits them with the tape on them, the glass won't shatter everywhere.
By the time we came back in the house, we were sweaty and filthy. "Pizza or Chinese?" She asked, looking up at me. "Cooking is out," she laughed.
"I don't care, I'm starving," I breathed, sitting down at the dining room table.
"Pizza, it is…at least that can be eaten cold if the power goes out. I'll get enough for the boys for tomorrow. They still eat that shit for breakfast."
"Don't knock cold pizza for breakfast. It'll put hair on your chest," I chuckled.
"Yeah, and that's exactly my goal in life," she giggled and I laughed with her. "Go shower and meet back in the living room. We'll couch picnic."
"'Kay," I groaned, pulling myself up from the table. I went and showered off the day, feeling much better when I walked back into the living room.
We settled in front of the television after Bella's shower, laughing at stupid shows and pigging out on pizza. It was the best time I had had in a long time. It reminded me of all the times we would hang out just being us.
My phone beeped a text message from Lauren.
L: I miss you, please call me.
I snorted and deleted it. Bella looked up at me, asking, "Lauren?"
"Yeah," I sighed.
"She wants you back," she stated, smiling up at me.
"How do you know?" I asked, my mouth hanging open.
"Only the desperate call their boyfriend's mothers, Edward," she snickered. "What are you going to do?"
"Nothing," I growled. "I don't want her back. We were poison together."
"Well, tell her," she smiled, picking my phone up off my lap and handing it to me.
"You don't know her, she'll beg and plead. It's quite sad, actually."
"If you get stuck, I'll help you," she winked. I chuckled, shaking my head. "Look, you have your goal in life and I now have mine. One day, I'll teach you how to deal with all these women. If you don't want them, you have to tell them."
I looked at her for a moment, thinking the reason I didn't want anyone was because the one I wanted had always been there. Right there. She was the reason I asked for help, because I wanted her to mean the things she said to push everyone away from me.
"Ok, here goes nothing," I groaned, dialing Lauren.
She didn't even say hello. "Oh Edward, I'm so sorry. I was an idiot," she wailed.
"Lauren, we need to talk," I said, trying to stay firm.
"I miss you so much. I'll do anything to get you back. Daddy says you can have your job back and everything, please come home."
"No, Lauren, I don't think so," I sighed, pinching the bridge of my nose. "We aren't good together, really. You know that. It's time to move on."
"No, Edward, please," she sobbed, "it'll never happen again. I swear."
My head fell back to the back of the couch and I groaned. Bella tapped my leg, waving me on. When I didn't, she mouthed, "Help?" I nodded vigorously.
She crawled up in my lap, her mouth by my ear. "Mmm, Eddie," she moaned huskily, "come back to bed," taking my earlobe in her mouth. Part of me wanted to laugh, the other part wanted me to throw the phone and kiss Bella. Hard. My breath hitched as she ran her tongue over my ear. "I'm not through with you yet, baby." I smiled when Lauren's shriek came over the phone.
"Who the fuck is that?" She yelled. Bella had to bury her face in my shoulder to hide her laugh.
"It doesn't matter, Lauren," I smiled, "we're through."
"Please come home, Edward," she begged.
Bella's face was close to mine, listening in. Her smile was stunning, her eyes full of mischief. I looked in her eyes, my lips close to hers. "I am home, Lauren. I'm not coming back to Chicago."
Bella gasped, her mouth hanging open. "What?" She mouthed. We heard Lauren screeching on the phone, but I ended the call. "What are you doing, Edward?" Bella asked, her voice barely above a whisper.
"I'm making a change."
She sat back, looking at me like I had three heads. "Are you sure?"
"Yes, positive. I like it here."
"Yeah, but…"
"Look. I've made some really stupid decisions in my life. My relationship with Lauren is a prime example of that. But, with this one I feel no trepidation. None," I picked up her hand, tracing her palm. "Are you saying I'm not welcome?" I asked, smiling.
"No! No, I just…Edward, this is a huge step." Her eyes flickered with something I didn't recognize.
"I'm happy here," I said softly. "I didn't realize how miserable I was in Chicago until I came here with Alice. I kept to myself, my personal assistant was terrified of me, my love life…well, you see how that went…" I snorted, shaking my head. "I get here and I feel good." I wanted to say that it was her that made me feel this way, but I wasn't sure how she would take it.
"That's…God, Edward," she smiled, "that's the best news I've heard in a really long time. Now, if Jasper proposes to Alice, you'll both be here!" She laughed, leaning in to kiss my cheek. "I'd have my whole family back."
I nodded, snickering at her excitement. "Good, because it's you that has to help me find a place to live…and a job…and cook for me…" She snorted, smacking my arm.
"Sure, whatever," she laughed. "I'll help you."
We found an older movie and settled into it comfortably. Eventually, she stretched out, laying her head on my chest, her back to the couch and I wrapped an arm around her. Charlie joined us, snuggling in beside her on my stomach. I fell asleep feeling more content than I had in years.
BPOV
They sounded like a herd of elephants coming through the door. "Shh, Alice," Rose whispered. "They are probably asleep."
"Not anymore," Edward snickered and yawned. He stretched under me, causing Charlie to scamper off.
"Holy shit!" Jasper gasped, holding his chest. "I didn't see you guys there."
"What the hell? Why is everyone stopped at the door?" Emmett growled from outside.
I started laughing and Edward joined me. "God, you people could wake the dead." I snorted and sat up. "Why the hell are you here at four a.m.?"
"I couldn't take it anymore," Alice whined, running and jumping on the couch. She squished between Edward and me, hugging us close.
"Ok, Ali," he smiled, kissing her head.
"You can't tell her no," Rose laughed, rolling her eyes.
"No shit!" We all said, laughing together.
"Ha ha, fuck you all very much," she pouted, folding her arms across her chest.
I couldn't resist her. "Oh, we love you, pixie. Shut up and take it." I wrapped my arms around her. "You're safe now with numbers…obviously." She leaned into me, putting her feet on her brother, who was laughing at us.
"Place looks good, Bells," Emmett said, walking around. "And everything is done back home. So, let's drink!"
My brothers heated up pizza and made drinks. We sat around with the TV on mute, keeping an eye on the storm. It was good that they had left early. The weather was coming faster now, the winds picking up.
I sipped my beer looking at my family. They truly were my real family. My heart just about did back flips when Edward had told his ex that he was staying. Just having him and Alice back for this short of time was heaven.
"Are we crashing or staying up?" Jasper asked, looking around.
"Does it matter?" Emmett countered, laughing and tipping his beer back. "We are stuck here for a few days, time will cease to exist." We all chuckled, raising our drinks to him.
About an hour and a half later, we were all loud and pretty close to our happy place. "Let's play 'Truth'!" Emmett boomed, pulling a bottle of Jack Daniels out of his bag and a handful of shot glasses.
"What the hell is that?" Edward asked, chuckling.
"'Truth' is a drinking game. Someone asks a question and everyone has to answer truthfully…duh!" Rose hiccupped. "If you don't want to answer or your answer is proven false, then you have to take a shot."
"Oh, Jesus," I breathed, rolling my eyes.
"Sweet!" Emmett beamed, pouring a few shots. "I'll go first, we'll go around the room." Edward and I were still on the couch, Jasper had pulled Alice down on the floor into his lap and Emmett and Rose were cuddled on the loveseat. "Who was your first kiss?" He asked, smiling.
"Danny Fullman." Rose answered. "I was thirteen," she sighed, smiling.
"Jasper," Alice snickered and we all rolled our eyes when he said, "Alice."
"Becky Patrick," Edward sighed, "I was ten, she was twelve." He rolled his eyes as we busted out laughing.
I debated on taking the shot, but Alice stared me down, raising her eyebrow. "Fine, Alice," I sighed. "Edward was." I closed my eyes at the explosion in the room.
"What?" He gasped. "When?"
"That party at Mike's house, remember? Seven Minutes in Heaven?" I groaned, shaking my head. "Eight grade, I think."
"Oh yeah," he smirked. "I didn't know…"
"Yeah, well…just forget it," I laughed. "Next question is Rose's." I could still feel Edward's stare on me, but I chose to ignore it.
"Favorite childhood memory," Rose smiled.
"Summer," Alice giggled. "Every summer. Did we even sleep?" She asked, looking around.
"I don't think so," I laughed.
"Cookouts with Charlie," Jasper sighed. We all nodded and smiled.
"The fair," I smiled. "Going every time it came around. Which reminds me, Edward wants to go to Busch Gardens."
"Sweet!" Emmett and Jasper laughed, bumping fists. I looked at Edward and raised an eyebrow and he chuckled.
"Camping," Edward smiled. "Talk about never sleeping." I snickered and nodded.
"Charlie giving us a car…even though we had to share it," Emmett smiled. "That rocked, the freedom."
"My turn," Alice giggled, "Worst lie you ever told."
"Let me see your ID, you don't look twenty one," Jasper laughed and we all joined him.
"Of course, that car makes you look sexy," Rose snickered.
"I told Charlie one time that I hadn't been drinking and driving," Emmett shook his head. "I hated it."
"He knew, bro," Jasper sighed, "sorry, dude." Emmett nodded, looking down.
"I lied to my boss about dating his daughter," Edward laughed.
All eyes fell on me. Biting my lip, I picked up the shot and downed it. I winced at the bite, but slammed the glass back down. I wasn't telling my lie. "Not a chance," I mumbled. The worse lie I told was telling Edward I didn't love him, didn't want him. It was a lie then and it was a lie now. I wasn't talking about it.
"Oh, first shot down," Jasper smiled, but it didn't reach his eyes. He knew, but he would never say anything. "Next question…what do you find sexy in the opposite sex?"
"Humor," Rose smiled over at Emmett.
"Sexy is when they don't think they are sexy," Edward smirked.
"True," Jasper snickered.
"Strong will," Emmett smiled.
Alice laughed. "That little v thing at men's hips. God, that's just hot!" She giggled as Jasper tickled her.
Rose and I laughed and nodded. "Yeah, true. Um…the right words in the right tone of voice. My question, right?" They all nodded. "Ok…" I mused. Knowing I wouldn't have to answer, I smiled. "Who was your first…the first first?"
We all rolled our eyes when Jasper and Alice said each other.
"Amber Foley," Emmett boomed.
"Oh for fuck's sake," I growled, "not you too!"
"She was such a skank," Alice sneered, shaking her head.
"Bella was my first," Edward said, not looking up from his hands.
"No," I gasped, shaking my head. "That's not true," I breathed.
"Dude, your rep started way before that," Jasper laughed. "Way before the summer we graduated."
"Come on, Eddie," Emmett smiled, but stopped. "Holy shit, you're not lying."
"No, I'm not," he shook his head. "My reputation had a life of its own."
The wind chose that moment to pick up, the rain spattering against the windows. The air rushed out of my lungs and I took a deep draw on the beer in my hands. My hands were shaking.
"Eddie, your question," Emmett urged, trying to break the silence.
"Name the scariest movie for you," he asked, but I knew his eyes were on me.
"The Shining," Emmett shivered. "All work and no play…ugh, scary shit, dude."
"Saw," Rose grimaced. "That shit was disgusting."
"Seven," Jasper growled. "I can't imagine the seven deadly sins, much less see people killed by them…Gluttony was disturbing." He shuddered and Alice rubbed his arm.
"Carrie," I frowned. "Her mother was fucking evil." I was pulling the label off my beer, dropping inside the empty bottle.
"It," Alice groaned.
"Still?" Emmett laughed. "They all float down here," he growled in a nasty voice.
"Shut it!" Alice squealed, putting her hands over her ears. "It's not fucking funny. Clowns are the devil, I swear!"
"You'll float too," Edward and Emmett laughed.
"Jesus, did you guys torture her with that movie or something?" Rose snickered.
"Yes," Alice growled. "I hate fucking clowns."
"I'm going to bed," I snapped, standing. I needed to be alone. I didn't know why it was bothering me that I was Edward's first. I had always assumed he was much more experienced than me by the time we had gotten together. I couldn't fault him for lying, God knows, but my head, my heart was hurting.
I was walking through the dining room when a bright flash went off outside and the power went out. I couldn't see where I was going and slammed my baby toe into one of the dining chairs. "Ow, fuck!" I cried, tears rolling down my face. I sat down, holding my foot.
"Bella?" I heard cries from the living room. Instantly, I was surrounded by candles and flashlights.
"What happened?" Alice asked, kneeling down to me.
"My toe," I sobbed. I wasn't crying about my toe, but there wasn't anything I could do to stop it.
"Come on," Edward crooned, picking me up. He carried me to my room and set me gently on the bed. He lit candles and picked up a flashlight. "Let me see it." He picked up my foot, holding the light over it. My tears continued to flow and I couldn't look at him. "I don't think it's broken, Bella."
I shrugged, jerking my foot from him and tucking up underneath me. The wind howled outside and something crashed against the side of the house. I jumped, wrapping my arms around my knees.
"Bells," I heard from the doorway. "We're all going to bed, we'll see you in a few hours," Jasper said quietly, closing my door. I heard whispers and doors closing, but Edward sat down in front of me.
"You aren't crying about your toe," he frowned, taking my hand.
"Let it go," I sniffled. "It doesn't matter."
"Yes, it does. You're mad, because I didn't tell you…that you found out this way," he sighed.
"I have no right to be mad, Edward." I wiped my face, sniffling again. "Shocked, yes…mad, no."
"What shocks you?" He asked, almost sounding angry.
"You got really pissed that day, thinking I would lose my virginity to some random guy, so I'm a little surprised that you would…well, with me. Why?" I asked, tucking my hair back.
"Quid Pro Quo, Bella," he frowned, "I'll answer that if you will answer something for me. What's that lie you wouldn't tell out there?" He pointed to the door.
"No," I shook my head. "Not a chance. I can't. You…just…no."
"Tell me and I will tell you why you were my first," he pleaded, grabbing my shoulders and bringing his face close to mine.
"You'll hate me," I whispered, looking away from his perfect face.
"It'll never happen," he countered quickly. "Say it, please."
"My lie…the biggest lie I ever told?" I whispered. "It was telling you I didn't love you." The air rushed out of me and the tears started falling. "I did it so you wouldn't waste your life with me. I wasn't worth giving everything up for. My lie killed me, it still kills me. I'm so sorry." My tears blurred my vision.
"Oh God, Bella," he groaned, putting his forehead to mine. "What is it about yourself that you hate so much? You were my first, because I wanted you to be. I had always wanted you to be. I thought I was dreaming that day, love."
"But, all those girls," I whispered, looking at him.
"Nothing, Bella," he growled, "they all meant nothing. I wasn't even comfortable around them…any of them. You should know, you had to save me from them on a daily basis." He smiled sweetly. "I was only ever comfortable around you. Don't you get it? Don't you understand how special you are?"
I shook my head. "I'm not."
"You are," he growled. "You're smart and…oh my God, sweet. You do things for people without question. You're funny and quick. You're so fucking sexy and incredibly beautiful…and I can't stay away from you anymore. I missed you. I loved you then and I love you now. I can't fight it, Bella, please."
My breath hitched, a whimper caught in my throat. I looked away from him. I felt naked, every emotion that I had hidden was on the surface. My wall was crumbling and I started to shake. "Edward," I whispered, "I'm so sorry." He backed away from me slightly, his eyes showing his pain. "I'm sorry I lied. I could never not love you…I think I've loved you my whole life…"
His hands moved from my shoulder to my face. "I'm going to kiss you and we aren't going to stop this time," he smiled slightly. Low light from the candles shadowed his face, making his eyes look black. I reached up, cupping his face and feeling the slight scruff on his skin. All I could do was nod, my ability to speak had flown out the window into the storm.
His lips touched mine softly and pulled back, only to do it again. Our breathing was shallow as our eyes searched each other's faces. I leaned forward, putting a hand on his shoulder, touching his lips with mine again and slipping my other hand into his hair. I sat up on my knees, feeling his hands on my waist and pulling me closer to him. God, I wanted more. I needed more.
With one last look in his eyes, I turned my head, taking his bottom lip as he took my top. I whimpered when his tongue traced along my mouth and we both moaned as our tongues met. My eyes rolled back when our tongues swirled together.
His hands were everywhere, caressing my back, my waist, my bottom. I leaned into him more, deepening the kiss. His taste, his smell, the feel of him touching me was not enough. "More, baby," I whispered against his lips. "I need to feel you."
He pulled back, his hands snaking under my shirt and he swiftly removed it and my bra. I reached down to the bottom of his shirt and tugged it up, tossing it away. Our lips crashed again as our hands moved over each other, rememorizing what we had forgotten and learning what had changed in our time apart.
Edward slowly pushed me back, laying me down and hovering over me. His lips never left mine. He lowered himself between my legs, planting his elbows on each side of my head to keep his weight off of me, but I could feel everything. I could feel his arousal through our shorts and his skin on mine was blazing hot.
My hands traveled down his shoulders, digging into the muscles of his back and stopping just above the waistband of his shorts. Edward was all muscle now, no longer the lean boy, but all toned man.
I tangled my legs with his, causing him to buck his hips into me. I broke from his mouth with a gasp. "Jesus," I breathed, unable to stop my own hips from rising up to meet him. The friction was delicious as we both moaned.
He backed away to the side, kissing down my neck, his tongue laving along my shoulder and collarbone. When his thumb brushed my nipple, my back arched into him. He pulled back completely. He cupped both of my breasts, saying, "Jesus, Bella, you are exquisite." I moaned at his touch.
He bent down, placing a sweet, open mouthed kiss at the swell of my breast, only to trail his tongue down to encircle my nipple. His other hand palmed my other breast, raising the nipple to a painful point under his hand. He did the same to the other side.
I was writhing under him, my body craving more and more. No one could do this to me. I had been with a few men after Edward, but none of them could bring me to this point. He had owned me since our first time that summer.
His hands slid down my sides to the waist of my shorts. He looked up at me for permission he didn't need. I was far too gone to have stopped him anyway. I nodded, lifting my hips as he pulled them down and off of me. His breath caught and he stared unabashedly at me. "Edward," I groaned, "stare later, please."
His half smile was beautiful. "Sorry, love, I couldn't help it," he whispered, bending down to kiss my stomach just below my bellybutton. "You're so perfect," he groaned against my skin. My head flew back to the pillow when I felt his tongue on my thigh, trailing closer to where I needed him the most.
When he lifted my leg over his shoulder and his tongue finally slid through my heated center, my whole body raised off the bed. "Fuck, don't stop," I cried out. His moan into me sent vibrations through my whole body. I bucked again against my will.
He licked and sucked at my skin, slipping two fingers into me. He laved his tongue flat over my clit at the same time he curled his fingers and I shattered around him. "Oh, fuck," I gasped, fisting the sheets. Placing one last kiss to my thigh, he crawled up my body as I shivered under him.
"Cold?" He asked, kissing my neck. I shook my head no as I rolled him over.
"My turn," I smiled, using his words from the night in the bar. I straddled his waist, running my hands up his glorious torso. I bent to kiss him, relishing the feel of his skin against mine again. I kissed down the side of his jaw, rubbing my nose along his scruff. "I like that," I smiled against his skin. His laugh came out in a huff.
I kissed and licked down the center of his chest, taking in his taste. When I got to the waist of his shorts, I couldn't stop myself from dragging my tongue up the v of his abdomen and he groaned. I unbuttoned his shorts, pulling them down and tossing them aside. I almost cried at the site before me. Edward in black boxer briefs, laying in my bed. It felt like a dream.
I slid my palms up his thighs to grasp the top of his underwear. I removed them slowly, hearing Edward growl, "Bella, stop teasing, please."
"Sorry, baby," I smiled, wrapping my hand around his very prominent erection. "I couldn't help it." I ran my thumb over his tip, spreading his juices around. I bent down, taking him in my mouth.
"Oh my God, Bella," he gasped, gripping the sheets. "Fuck, that feels so good," he moaned, his head flying back. I hummed against him, causing him to twitch in my mouth. I licked around him, lightly dragging my teeth up and down. I gripped him at his base and pumped at the same time, loving the sounds that were coming from him. "I'm close, love," he breathed. With one more long, sucking lick, he came. "Fuck, baby," he cried, his hips rising up. I swallowed quickly, tasting his salty sweetness.
"I'm so not done with you yet," he growled, dragging me up his body. His lips crashed into mine and I whimpered at the passion that I could feel coming from him. He rolled us again, trapping me under him and I wrapped my legs around him. He broke from my mouth, pressing his forehead to mine. "I love you, Bella," he smiled so sweetly, "I really do. I don't think I ever stopped."
"Me either," I breathed, cupping his face. He kissed me again, both of us moaning. I couldn't get enough of his skin. I couldn't touch him enough. It was like I was making sure he was really there. As we kissed, I ran my hands up his chest to his shoulders, gripping him to me. With my palms flat, I reveled in the smoothness of his back all the way to his ass. My breath caught at the feel of every muscle, every dip.
We broke away with a gasp for air, but our lips never left skin. I left open mouthed kisses down his neck, lightly nipping at his collarbone with my teeth. Edward was swirling his tongue down my neck. "God, I forgot how good your skin feels against mine," he whispered, running his hands up and down my sides.
With a hand lifting my hip slightly, he groaned as he entered me slowly. "Oh God," I gasped, my eyes rolling back at the feel of him. He was bigger than he was before and definitely bigger than I had ever been with. His kisses seared my neck as he thrust into me over and over. My hips rose to meet him and soon we were both covered in a sheen of sweat. We were gasps and grunts, lips and tongues.
The feel of being together after this length of time was sensory overload. The comfort, the feel of Edward was exactly the same. There was never any nerves with the two of us. But, the swivel of his hips, the grip of his hands that was all new and my breath would catch each time he did it. "Edward," I moaned almost in frustration, thrusting my hips up with his. I couldn't get enough of him.
"I know, baby," he breathed, "you feel like a dream." I nodded, knowing he understood.
"Jesus," I growled as he sat back on his knees, lifting my hips and plunging into me. His grip was firm on my bottom, his muscles rolled with every thrust. He slipped his thumb over my nub and I cried out, gripping the sheets. "Fuck," I breathed just looking at him as he applied just the right pressure to me. "Holy hell," my eyes clenched shut as I came around him.
Edward didn't stop, but hovered back over me, kissing me until I couldn't breathe. He took my hands, linking our fingers and planting them above my head. I squeezed his hands, remembering our first time. I groaned at the tightening of my stomach again as he swiveled his hips. He was hitting me perfectly. "Come for me one more time, love," he breathed, pressing his head against mine. "Let it go…for me," he whispered.
His velvet voice did it. Crashing around him, I called his name like a prayer. With a few more thrusts, Edward came, saying, "Oh fuck, Bella."
He let go of my hands, sliding out of me. He yanked the covers up around us and pulled my back to his chest, holding me tightly. I felt his kisses on my head, neck and shoulders.
I had just realized that the storm was still raging outside. The wind was whistling through the trees and the rain splattered against the house. It was comforting and yet a little scary. The sun had risen already, but you could barely tell it from the clouds outside.
"You ok, love?" He whispered, kissing my shoulder.
"Yeah," I nodded, bringing his hand up to kiss it. "Are you really moving here?" I whispered, not wanting my insecurity to ruin things, but unable to stop from asking.
"I just got you back," he smiled against my neck. "Yes, of course I am."
"Good," I smiled, "then, I think I've found you a place to live. The rent's cheap and the food's pretty good."
He chuckled behind me, burying his face in my hair. "Are you sure, baby?"
"I just got you back," I mimicked him, causing another chuckle. "Do you think I want you away from me?"
"Not if you are feeling the same way I am, love," he smiled into my shoulder.
I just nodded and sighed, closing my eyes in happiness for the first time in years. I fell asleep to the sound of Edward's steady breathing and soothing heartbeat, his arms securely wrapped around me.
A/N…I know…this will be a fifty/fifty split…some will think it's too soon…the rest of you will think it's about damn time…LOL
Much thanks to Brits23 for her untouchable beta skills…Love you…
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