Chapter 7: A Glimpse Into The Future

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AN: Hey guys! I'm sorry this took so long. I keep saying that I'll try to update quicker but it never happens. I've been super busy and just couldn't find the time to write. On top of this I'm beta-ing one story and preparing for another. I'm excited but it's gonna be a lot of work, so please be patient. I wanna say thank you to everyone who has added me and this story to their favorites and alerts. I feel bad that I can't reply to each of you individually, but I just haven't had the time. I've seen them though and they made me extremely happy! Anywho, in this chapter we're gonna skip ahead. Not far, but just a fair warning. I hope this comes out alright. Review please! I might start making a rule, at least 10 reviews before I update...dun dun dun! We'll see how many reviews I get this time before I do that. Enjoy! And,...ONWARD!

2 MONTHS LATER

BPOV

It had been two months. Two glorious months. It felt like the time had flown. No amount of time with× Eliot would be enough. Every day was amazing.

As the days passed, Eliot and I had gotten closer. Emotionally and physically. He knew I hadn't been ready, so he let me lead. But I was ready now.

I had been so scared that he would turn into another Edward, but he was so far from it. I knew now. Knew he wouldn't leave me. After all this time, all the lingering glances, the tentative touches, I was finally ready.

Eliot and I had made it a priority to have Saturdays to ourselves. We would go to his house or apartment, which was just down the hall from Nate's. I was actually headed there now. We would eat dinner and watch a movie before we would just talk, about anything and everything, before we got tired and went to bed. We kept things simple. Neither of us felt the urge to do anything grand, so we didn't.

I walked in his apartment and went straight to the kitchen, where he always was. When I walked in I saw the most beautiful sight ever. Eliot chopping something, I was not willing to look away from him to see what it was, in a blue button down shirt with the sleeves rolled up to his elbows and dark blue jeans barefoot. The chopping motions made the muscles in his arms flex subtly, just enough to drive me crazy. His face was so focused, like he was performing a surgery, but that's how he was when he was cooking.

When he finished chopping whatever it was that he was chopping he went to put the knife in the sink. As he turned around and saw me he smiled hugely, and I couldn't help but return it. It would never cease to amaze me, how much he loved me.

We had exchanged those amazing words not quite a month ago. I had said it as a joke, as we were playing around just seconds prior, but he looked at me seriously and told me he loved me too. I had just stared at him for a minute, too shocked to say anything. As soon as I got my bearings, my hands shot up to take hold of his face and pull him down to kiss me. We had made out for a good five minutes when I finally pulled away, both for air and to speak. I looked him straight in the eyes as I repeated the words.

I was jolted out of my memory as Eliot grabbed me in a hug. I hugged him back as I inhaled the scent from his shirt. There was a hint of cologne, but the rest was just his natural scent. I couldn't get enough. We pulled away as a timer went off.

"Can I help you with anything?" I asked, already knowing the answer before he said anything.

"No, you can't. You can go in the living room and sit down until I'm done."

I sighed. God forbid I lift a finger in his presence. I walked into the living room and turned on the TV. I flicked through the channels until I found something that didn't look entirely boring. It was some vampire show...okay, maybe that was a bad idea. I kept flicking. I finally decided on South Park re-runs. It was mildly entertaining.

Eliot came and got me sometime later saying that dinner was done. It was chicken parmesan. My favorite. I had actually been craving it for a while, so I was pretty excited to dig in.

We made short conversation as we ate the meal from the Gods. And then we retreated into the bedroom for a movie. Friends With Benefits was the choice. We had both laughed our asses off. He had gotten a little jealous when I admitted that I like the view of Justin's chest. He was appeased when I told him I'd much rather look at his chest. It was true.

As it went off he turned everything off and looked at me as he got back in the bed.

"What do you wanna do now?" he asked.

Alright Bella. It's now or never. I leaned over and kissed him. He immediately kissed me back. We shifted so he was on top of me. I made a quick work of his shirt and threw it across the room. This was normal. He went shirtless many a time during our make out sessions. As my hands made my way down his firm chest and to his jeans, he stopped me.

He pulled away from the kiss. He looked at me seriously.

"Are you sure? We don't have to."

I nodded. "I'm ready, Eliot. I want this. More than anything."

He stared in my eyes, searching. Looking for any sign of doubt. When he saw none, he resumed kissing me. His hands went under the hem of my shirt, rubbing the newly exposed skin gently. He pulled the shirt over my head and his eyes roamed over me. For the first time, I didn't blush. I wasn't embarrassed. He made me feel beautiful and sexy.

His fingers went to the button of my jeans, peeling them off swiftly. As I kicked of my flats which had somehow stayed on, he stood up and took his jeans off too. It was my turn to ogle. He crawled back up to me and kissed me quickly but sweetly. He glanced at my face again, looking for doubt, again. Finding none, still, his hands went behind me as I arched my back to give him easier access to the clasp of my bra. He took it off quickly and tossed it somewhere.

"Beautiful." I heard him whisper as he leaned down to take my nipple in his mouth. I gasped. It felt amazing. He stayed there, licking and suckling as my hands were tangled in his hair keeping his head from moving. He lifted his head, switching to my other breast. My breath was becoming more labored by the second.

"Eliot. Please." I begged.

He looked up at me, smirking. "What Bella? What do you need?"

My hips thrusted up, looking for something. Anything to relieve the pressure. "You. Just you. Always you."

He smiled. "You already have me, Bella." he said, kissing his way down my stomach. He gently pulled down my underwear and I blushed. Sophie had asked me to go to the spa with her the day before yesterday. I didn't realize I was getting a bikini wax until I got there and she told the lady what we wanted. It hurt like a bitch.

Eliot seemed to like it. He used his fingers to gently spread my lower lips and I whimpered, impatient. He placed a kiss on my clit and I gasped. He licked the length of my slit before I felt his tongue slip inside me. My hands flew to his head as they tangled in his hair and pushed him closer to me.

"Oh, God!" I gasped, wanting him to never stop. He pulled away and replaced his tongue with a finger. I moaned. It felt amazing. After a minute he added another finger. Then another. Getting me ready I guessed. I didn't really care at the moment, as long as he kept doing what he was doing. He lowered his head again and started to lick my clit while fingering me. He took it in his mouth and sucked. I couldn't take it anymore.

"Eliot!" I screamed as the pressure that had been slowly building in the pit of my stomach finally exploded. He kept up his ministrations until I stopped shaking. He crawled back up to me and kissed me furiously.

"You have no idea how hot that was. Your taste, the way you looked when you came. I could stay down there forever."

I laughed weakly. "You're welcome to take up residence between my legs. I would have no problem with it."

He chuckled and kissed me again. As we kept kissing, I flipped us over, putting me above him. I kissed and licked my way down his chest, similar to the way he did to me earlier. As I reached his boxers, I looked up at him, unsure.

"I don't know how to do this. If I do something wrong..." I trailed off.

He chuckled. "I doubt you could do anything I wouldn't like. You don't have to do this, Bella."

"I want to." I said, pulling his boxers down. Holy. Fuck. He was huge! I'd never be able to fit that in my mouth, let alone down there. I gulped.

I reached out, tentatively, and touched him. He groaned. I looked up to judge if it was a good groan or a bad groan. His head was tilted back, eyes closed and mouth slightly open. I guess it was good then. I touched him again, this time wrapping my hand around him as far as I could. I started stroking him and he started groaning more. He was so soft, so warm.

EPOV

Hearing Bella say she was ready to make love to me was amazing. Tasting her was...there are no words. Watching her face as she came was breathtaking. Her back arched, her breasts in the air, eyes closed, screaming my name. I loved every moment of it. Her wanting to reciprocate...

Her hands felt incredible on me. Her touches were unsure, but just the fact that she was touching me made me crazy.

I felt her tongue touch the top of my head and lick the pre-cum off my tip. I groaned again and my hips thrusted up on their own accord. She finally got the courage to put me in her mouth and my hands immediately went to her hair. I gathered her hair in my hands, wanting to watch her.

She looked incredible. Her lips wrapped around me, moving up and down while her hands stroked what she couldn't fit. Her mouth was hot as she sucked her way down and grazed her teeth gently on me on her way back up.

"Fuck, Bella." I couldn't hold on long, she felt too good.

I guess hearing that put her into overdrive. She sucked harder and moved faster. One of her hands reached down and gently massaged my sack. She then went down as far as she could, taking most of me in her mouth.

"Shit!" I swore, trying to get her to move. "Bella, I'm gonna come." She paid no attention to my warning. "Fuck! Bella!" I grunted as I came in her mouth. She swallowed it all, surprising me.

I was still breathing deeply when she crawled back up to me. "Was that okay?" She asked, sounding kind of scared.

My eyes flashed open. "Was that okay? Bella, that was incredible."

She looked up at me through her eyelashes. "Really?"

I nodded. "Really."

I kissed her again. I could never get enough of her. Her mouth. Her body.

I rolled us so she was underneath me. I broke away from her. I had to make sure.

"Are you really ready for this, Bella? We don't have to go any further."

She nodded. "I'm sure, Eliot. I wouldn't've said it if I didn't mean it."

We were, again, locked in a passionate make out session.

BPOV

I felt him at my entrance and he pushed in very slowly. It was painful, I wasn't gonna lie. He wasn't exactly small, so he was stretching me pretty far. He stopped when he got to my barrier. He bent down and kissed my forehead. "This is gonna hurt, baby."

I nodded. He hesitated and pushed through quickly. A small cry escaped my mouth before I could stop it. A few tears fell down my face. He kissed them away, apologizing. He waited until the pain stopped. I moved my hips experimentally a minute later. There was a little pain, but there was more pleasure.

"I'm fine, Eliot. You can move now."

"Are you sure?"

I nodded.

He started moving slowly and I groaned. It felt so good. He saw that as a sign that I was really okay and started moving faster. I felt the familiar coil in my stomach tightening, waiting for it to be let loose. He leaned down and took a nipple in his mouth. I gasped. It was too much stimulation. He reached down and started rubbing my clit, and I knew I wouldn't last long.

"Eliot. Eliot, please!" I begged. I needed it. So bad.

"I can't read your mind, Bella. Do you want me to stop?"

I glared at him. "If you stop, I will seriously hurt you!" I wasn't lying. I would.

He chuckled. "What do you want? Faster?" he asked as he sped up.

"Ugh!" I couldn't take it. My back arched and my toes curled. It was too much. I was gonna start crying if I didn't come soon. "Yes! Faster, please Eliot, faster!"

He went faster, returning his hand to my clit. That was it for me. "Eliot!" I screamed as I came. My nails dug into his shoulders and I knew it would leave a mark, and probably hurt, but I didn't care. I felt his thrusts become slightly erratic as he got closer to coming, himself. "Fuck! Bella!" He groaned as he came, seconds after me.

We laid there, breathing heavily and sharing a few more kisses before we fell asleep, completely intertwined.

AN: Ummmmm...I had no intention of sitting down and writing some smut, it just kinda came out. I'm kinda worried about this. Pleeeeease review! Tell me how bad that sucked...no pun intended. I've never written a lemon before, well I guess that's obvious since this is one of my first stories and most of the people that read this, have read my other story too. I really need feedback for this one. It made me really nervous. I love you guys! Reviews are better than...absolutely nothing in this chapter. Lol Review anyway! Adios! Until next time, my loves!