More smut! Shwig! I hope every enjoys it. I personally like this chapter quite a bit. Plus the songs that I close to go along with is are amazing. Which makes it all the better. I don't know if I'll be able to write tomorrow, I have senior pictures to take, so I'll be plenty busy enough tomorrow.
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A few days passed. We were too busy to repeat the previous sexual exchange. Instead our private time before I fell asleep was filled with a heated, frustrated moment that neither of us could help. We weren't alone to begin with. Charlie slept just down the hall.
I woke to lightening out my window; it was the only light in the sky. Edward wasn't with me. This had happened before, he just ran to the house for a change of clothes and a shower. The clock read that it was only three in the morning. I sighed and watched the storm rage on silently; it was purely a lightening storm. My eyes were about to shut when Edward appeared at my window smiling brightly. His teeth were as white as the lightening in the sky around him.
He climbed in as I sat up. "You're supposed to be sleeping." Edward whispered, pulling me back down to the pillows, his arms tucking blankets around me.
"The storm woke me up." I let my fingers touch his cheek and I smiled.
I had already closed my eyes before he spoke again. "Well now that you're awake, we can go." He said happily.
"Edward, I'm not going anywhere in the storm." I kept my eyes closed.
"Bella, nothing will hit us, and it's the perfect time to leave. Charlie got called in." Edward had already released his hold on my figure and was now looking around for a bag of mine.
"You're going to have to carry me like this." I mumbled, "I'm not changing or moving, it's still three in the morning for me you know. And where are we going?"
"Home. Where else?" He asked meeting my eyes in a question.
"Why though?" There was a slight groan in my voice as my sleepiness washed over me.
He was next to me, his hand tightly on my hip. I felt the want in his breath. "Everyone is going to be out doing things today."
"Like what?" I breathed shakily.
"Can't say, it's a surprise." Edward said in a reserved tone. He removed himself from my side and began to open my drawers.
"What do you want to wear today?" He asked, not putting his hands in my clothes until I gave him permission.
"If we're going to be alone all day then nothing at all." I whispered hungrily. He laughed and began to look for something anyways.
My sleep had almost continued when I heard the zipping of the bag and Edward's arms around me. "Don't worry about holding on, I've got you." He said into my ear. I wasn't worried; I was never worried with Edward.
Before I could realize what was really going on, Edward was sliding me under the covers of our bed. I found enough energy to speak and he crawled in next to me, spooning me. "If I'm just going to sleep and no one will be here anyways, then what's the point of bringing me here now?" I wasn't upset, just curious.
"I like knowing that you're in my room. I feel less vulnerable, like you're safer." Light kisses started on the bare flesh of my neck. I couldn't wait until morning when I had enough energy to react properly.
"Me too…" I said dreamily.
New smells filled my nose as I found the light that was shining above my eyelids. I opened them. The door was swung wide open and I heard sizzling and clanking coming from the kitchen downstairs.
I followed the smells like Gretel looking for her candy cabin. "Edward?" I called, too loudly. The sound rebounded against the high ceilings.
"Kitchen." He called shortly but sweetly. I liked this.
As I entered my eyes widened and I gasped, the kitchen was in utter devastation. Cook books, cooking utensils, batter, eggs, milk, and orange juice. Everything was out of place and a mess.
"So I have cooked in fifty-three years." Edward said nonchalantly, he back turned to me, facing the stove.
"You don't say?" I started cleaning up the spills when a hand caught mine.
"Why don't you just sit over there?" He laughed. "At first I wasn't sure, but I really want to finish this." I looked at him, unsure for once. "I don't want you lifting a finger, Bella. Just do and sit and watch. Those are your only duties."
I didn't say a thing, but laughed a little. In ten minutes flat there was a gorgeous looking meal sitting in front of me. The messes were worth it, and he cleaned it all up faster than I ever would have.
"How is it?" He asked anxiously.
To be honest the eggs were much too salty and the sausage much too spicy, but I smiled anyways. All of those things were trivial little imperfections, and I loved them. "It's lovely, thank you very much."
He grinned and sat next to me, watching me with intensity as I ate slowly. "How long have you been working on this?" I asked after I looked at the clock, it was only seven in the morning.
"After the fourth try I thought I was just going to put some cereal in a bowl and let you have at it, but I decided to give it one more try." He watched me put some more eggs into my mouth.
"So since I fell asleep?" I asked.
"Yeah, about a few minutes after that." He said nodding.
I laughed into my chocolate milk. He looked at me questioningly. "I love you." I finally said, setting my drink down on the table.
Edward kissed my cheek "Good." He said, getting up from the table.
I hadn't noticed I had finished, but he sure had. The meal wasn't large, and I wasn't full my any means, just satisfied. I followed him out of the kitchen, slowly beginning to understand why my meal was so light.
Edward led us to the stairs and stopped, waving a hand across him. "After you." He said politely, almost mockingly.
My head tilted in mocked politeness back at him, "Thank you."
I felt eyes searing into my backside all the way up until we reached his room. Edward closed the door behind him and looked at me, lust in his eyes now. He crossed the room to where I was standing and wrapped his arms around me. His eyes dove into mine before he spoke. "I want you to wear that blue nightgown." Edward's lips moved with perfection, his hands sliding up and down my back.
"I don't have it with me."
"You do." He said quickly, and smiled. "I packed it for you."
I grinned back wickedly. "Okay." I said girlishly. His arms released me and I crossed to where my backpack was lying on the floor. I was about to turn into the bathroom when he blocked my entrance.
"Are you sure you can handle me changing in front of you?" I asked.
Edward just stared at me with hungry eyes, he didn't nod or speak, he simply stared. I turned around and said "Okay," again. I set the bag on the bed and looked into it. My gown was right on top. I snatched it out of the bag and turned on my heel to face him. He hadn't moved an inch.
I met his eyes and took off the shirt and bra I was wearing, letting them fall to the floor in a pool of fabric. Biting on my bottom lip I stared at him and I realized that I was unintentionally teasing him. He looked like he was about to fall apart just by looking at me.
I pulled tightly on the drawstrings of my sweats, letting them slide down my legs. Silently thanking myself for shaving and wearing cute underwear, I quickly slid on my nightgown, feeling a little self-conscious at how much of my body I was showing, he was still fully clothed. It wasn't fair.
"You're so…" he spoke breathlessly, sizing me up. "… bewitching."
I moved into his arms and was welcomed there. Looking into Edward's eyes I noticed that the hunger wasn't so prominent now. They were filled with love, but not the kind that you can just say out loud. It was the kind that no matter how big your thesaurus the words would never really sum it up accurately. I simply said, "I know…" letting my breath carry the words to him, and he smiled.
We finally kissed, Edward hummed into my lips, backing us up safely to the bed. Once the back of my knees hit the edge of the bed, I turned us around and pushed him into a sitting position. He sat down gracefully, perplexed as he looked at me. I reached for the hem of his shirt, understanding creeping into his eyes now. "It's just not fair." I kissed into his lips once the shirt was off.
Not knowing where the bravery came from, I straddled him, sitting in his lap. He just stared into my eyes. I began at his throat, kissing him, tasting his sweet skin. "What kind of creature have I turned you into?"
"You better start being nice, Edward." I whispered into him. My breath was hot and he shivered when it reached him.
I slid from his lap and kneeled before him, stopping my kisses. My hands studied his chest, loving him with my touch. Although he wasn't flexing, I could feel his abs through his thin skin, I loved that he wasn't beefy with muscles then.
My dainty fingers unbuttoned his jeans and slipped them off of him. His closed eyes shot open, not expecting it. "Bella." He said warningly.
"If I'm showing leg, so are you." I said just as strongly.
I didn't wait for him to give in and instead let my hands travel over his thighs. There were only sprinkled with hair that matched the color on his head, and I was glad. I wanted to go further and taste him in my mouth but I knew he wasn't ready, and I accepted that and let my patience help me stand up again.
Our lips met passionately and his arms wrapped around me, swinging me under his lively corpse. I moaned when his hands reached my breasts, kneading them through my silk gown. My mouth opened with the sound and it was clear he nearly lost it then. His hands released me long enough for me to open my eyes and he stared back, unsure now.
"Don't you dare stop now." I hissed.
Things continued and soon his flesh was pressing into my hips again. Edward slowly slid my straps down to reveal my breasts, my nipples standing hard. This time he didn't hesitate and began licking my peaks, taking them into his mouth and sucking on them.
I was moaning noisily now, the fire between my legs hot and wet. "Edward…" I breathed; he released my nipple and kissed me allowing me to reach for his member that was between us. We didn't have to go slow now; I quickly grabbed him and began to please him, feeling him twitch in my hand with excitement. Edward was the one moaning now, except his were coupled with growls.
His piece started to throb in my grasp and I made a snap decision. I moved quickly before he could gain enough sense to stop me. I slid his boxers down further than they already were and met his cock with my eyes before letting my tongue lick the tip of him. "Bel-ohgod." His want overpowered his caution. Edward inhaled deeply and groaned with his exhalation. I heard my name louder on his lips now and one of his hands gripped the back of my head, tangling it in my hair.
I sucked him all into my mouth now, pulling hard on him with my lips and my tongue. I massaged the tiny part of him at his base that wasn't in my mouth and I drew him in and out of my mouth. Edward's breathing became hard and irrationally. I let him hit the back of my throat several times before him came. His cool liquid pooled in my mouth and I swallowed it, licking his cock with the tip of my tongue as I slowly slid him out of my mouth.
I moved up to him and fixed my nightgown back over my breasts. Our eyes were level now. He looked at me with adoration, "Bella Swan you are …-"
"Amazing?" I asked grinning.
"I was going for crazy, but that too." He smiled and began to trace his lips along my jaw line and I closed my eyes. "Mmm…" he hummed, "That felt wonderful… thank you."
"You're welcome, Edward." I whispered. His fingers traced the straps of my nightgown.
"Why'd you put this back on?" He asked, looking into my eyes now.
I shrugged, "Are we not done?"
He smiled and shook his head. Edward cold fingers moved from my straps to graze my breasts, but the didn't stop there. His hand grabbed at my thigh and he whispered into my ear, "You're so soft… warm." He breathed.
With one arm wrapped around my body and the other lightly touching my skin on my thigh, Edward raised my gown over my hips, showing my white strapy panties. He watched my lower body, letting his fingers do the talking. When they met at the center his eyes snapped up to mine, making me hum in approval. "Edwa-"
The click of the bedroom door being opened pushed away all feelings of passion. "Hey, Edward?" One of the blankets on the bed crack as it was quickly draped over our exposed flesh. "Woah…" Emmett stared wide-eyed at us and I instantly turned crimson and looked away so I could only see him out of my peripheral vision. I looked at Edward for a second and he sat frozen, not knowing how to react.
Emmett turned on his heel and paused before slapping his hands on is legs, "What was that Esme?" He yelled at the ghost call for assistance. He quickly shut the door behind him.
The moment lasted only about ten seconds total, but the embarrassment felt like a lifetime. I was glad that Edward was quick enough to cover us but still humiliated. "Oh my god." I whispered out of shame.
"Don't worry he didn't see anything." Edward assured me, but our eyes were too mortified to look into the others.
I whipped the thin sheet off of me; Edward still lay under it, rubbing his eyes with his thumb and forefinger. He looked at me perplexed as I grabbed a pair of jeans that were hidden in the backpack and quickly shimmied into them, not bothering to remove my gown. "What-" he started, but I interrupted him in question.
"How come you didn't hear his thoughts?" I yelled in a whisper, angry now, hoping Emmett's vampire ears would just ignore the sound.
Edward's face matched my anger and he whipped the blanket off himself as I did, "I'm sorry, I was just a little distracted!" He met my irritated whisper. He pulled his jeans on and I clasped my bra to my form.
"It's never seemed to stop you before!"
"When have we ever done this before?" Edward's hands waved empty at the room.
"You're just making excuses, I know you heard him!" Our angry whispers began to sound like constant hissing.
"Excuses?" He asked, "It's Emmett! He thinks very little!"
"Is that another excuse I hear?" I slammed my shirt down on me and realized it was backwards.
"I was wanting to please you a bit, I wouldn't have been distracted if I didn't care!" He pushed on his shirt as I set mine right and we stood eyeing each other with anger that was inspired by discomfiture. "I had already came, there's your proof! If I wasn't distracted I wouldn't have cared."
I began to walk toward the bathroom but he caught my hand and pulled me into him. I crashed into his chest and let my angry and shamed tears fall, raining on his shirt. His tight arms hugged me.
"I'm sorry." He whispered.
"Me too." I hiccupped.
"It's the embarrassment talking." He convinced us both. Our hushed whispers hissed though the room as though they were still echoing off the walls. Edward pushed me away to hold me at arms length. "We have to go down there."
"No." I said firmly as soon as the words had left his lips. "I won't."
"Bella, we have to."
"We really don't though." I said shaking my head.
His eyes stared into me, convincingly. "Bella, we're going to face this together. You can't just leave me to deal with them. I'm one person. I need you with me." I stared at him, understanding. I wouldn't want him to leave me alone with Charlie if it had been reversed. "Please." He begged.
I rolled my eyes. "Give me a minute." I huffed and I stumbled into the bathroom, shutting the door behind me a little too hard. I looked in the mirror and breathed, trying to compose myself. I was not ready to talk about this with other guys. It would have been bearable if it were Alice or Rosalie, even Esme would do. But Emmett? Hell no. And how many of them were down there? I didn't know if I could stand all of their eyes on me in disapproval. Knowing that Edward was feeling the same way, I pulled myself together, knowing that I had to go with him. There was no backing out of this situation. "Crap..." I sighed.
Sweet tunes:
Sing-Sing - Come, Sing Me A Song (for when Bella wakes up)
Ingrid Michcaelson - Morning Lullabies (for when Edward cooks breakfast and Bella eats. yum yum!)
Joshua Radin - The One You Know (for when Edward and Bella do some McDirty.)
Snap! - Power (for when Emmet catches Edward and Bella. wOoT for 90's dance music!)
The Shins - Caring is Creepy (after Emmet walks out of Edward's room)