Chapters 19-21
Sexy times...
Oh God, he's ready.
But am I ready?
Did I shave my legs this morning?
What a stupid thing to be worried about, but I want this to be perfect.
I try to put my own insecurities out of my mind as I grab the box of brand new condoms from inside the nightstand and toss them on the bed.
I should really go on birth control, but I didn't want to jinx things.
I focus on Edward and push my own insecurities away, because he seems just as spacey as I am.
He needs reassurance that he's the one and only one I want.
I can understand that.
I won't lie and say I'm not absolutely thrilled that I'm Edward's first.
The power that comes from knowing I'm the only girl he's ever kissed is overwhelming.
But so is the responsibility of bringing him into this world of sex and love.
He needs me to reassure him.
My moans and wriggling encourage him as he explores my breasts through my bra.
I'm not quite ready to take it off yet, my boobs look so much better all strapped up than they do floating free.
I wish my panties were something sexier, but the way his eyes linger on the gray cotton makes me feel like I'm wearing silk and lace.
The first time I feel his body above mine is something I will never forget.
His strength and the width of his shoulders makes me feel small and delicate.
I can't help but laugh silently as he fumbles with the clasp of my bra, but when he slips the supportive fabric away from my body, all amusement is gone.
His kindness and sensitivity is overwhelming as he gently cups my breasts, bringing his lips down to worship them.
My love for him is fathomless.
I'd seen him bare before.
In the shower.
I'd seen his cock.
But for some reason it looked bigger now.
The thick, long shaft arching up toward his belly.
The tip, already shiny from the pre-come that had slipped free.
I couldn't wait to feel it inside me.
Sitting astride him, I knew he was close to the edge, but I just had to feel that hard ridge of flesh against my pussy.
But one little glide was all it took for him.
I knew he was embarrassed, but I also knew I had never seen anything as sexy as Edward Cullen's o face.
"Are you ready for round two?"
His hands are gentle as he flips me over and I love that there is laughter in our bed.
Lips and teeth explore me and I should be worried about what he thinks of my nether regions after seeing nothing but porn pussy for years, but I can't.
All I can do is feel.
But it's not enough.
His lips and teeth and tongue are too gentle.
I need him inside.
Condom in my hand, I tap into my sex ed banana/condom experience and slide it on him.
He is much bigger than that banana.
His entire body trembles as he grabs my leg.
"Do it, Edward. Make me yours," I whisper, knowing he needs a little push.
And then, as if he had been doing it for years, he slides inside.
My back arches, instinctually trying to get away from the overwhelming pressure.
Fuck, he's big.
The joy and laughter we share only adds to the intimacy.
I didn't expect to come.
But he's adamant.
His fingers apply just the right amount of pressure and the way he feels filling me is perfect.
I can't even be embarrassed by the sounds coming out of my mouth as I orgasm.
It feels so good.
But holding him close as he comes inside me…
That felt even better.
*()*()*
The morning after was something out of a dream.
His sweetness is so refreshing.
I know it's not smart to tempt the fates, but I just had my period.
I'm sure it will be safe.
And I need to feel him inside me without that protective barrier.
As I grind myself down on him, searching for completion, what pushes me over the edge is the thought of carrying his child.
And as I feel him explode inside me, I may have said a prayer that it happens sooner rather than later.
So even way back then, Bella wanted Fattyward's baby.
More coming soon.
