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Reminder: This is the non-sex sex night--if you don't like the sexy times, this isn't for you.
This chapter is dedicated to Isabel, since this is her favorite chapter, and she's in love with Uncle E. :D I WOO-HOO for you woman. Seriously don't know what I'd do without you.
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P.S. Bella's ringtone is Sexy Love by Ne-Yo: http://www(dot)youtube(dot)com/watch?v=kVM7Xx1YcO0
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Would I ever fall asleep again?
I lay in bed, staring at the ever-mocking ceiling. Maybe if I tacked a picture of Bella up there, I could at least enjoy myself during my long and restless nights. I glanced at my phone once again, urging it to ring. I was waiting an eternity for it to bring me my baby on the other end of the line. I rubbed my stomach roughly, trying to make the incessant pain subside. I wondered if this was what a bleeding ulcer felt like. I needed to take care of Bella first, and then I'd seek medical attention.
It was a long and painful week, to say the least. I hadn't seen Bella since the day I had her in my bed. After tomorrow afternoon, I planned to make her a permanent fixture there. My stomach twisted in anticipation at the thought. I ended up spending more time than normal with Tanya this week. Basically, it sucked ass. It was difficult being away from Bella for so long. Well, difficult was the biggest understatement of the fucking century. The general idea was to feel out Tanya's level of sanity, and slowly make her realize that we were just not compatible as a couple. I talked a lot about how I didn't know where my life was going. I mentioned joining this music program abroad. I talked about getting out of Seattle and away from my family so I could find out who I really was. It was all bull shit of course. I knew exactly who I was, but if I made it more about me and less about her, it could potentially mean a smoother break up. She was okay for the most part, and to my surprise, she didn't even try to get on me. She did get pissy when I talked about leaving the country. But her eyes lit up when we talked about the idea of her moving to Baltimore to be near Kate. It was times like that where it made me wonder why the hell she clung to me the way she did. Overall Tanya seemed pretty even-tempered, but I still felt like something was "off." I just couldn't put my finger on what that something was. Needless to say, I missed Bella so fucking much it hurt. Especially after the intense and life-altering moment we shared at my parents last weekend. But I was doing this for us, and it was absolutely imperative to get Tanya out of the picture.
I talked to Bella earlier in the day, and her voice sent waves of relief throughout my body. I didn't realize how tense I actually was until I let her soothing tone wash over me. She said she missed me, and I pined for her. When she asked me to go out with her and Jake, I almost caved. But I was in the final leg of this operation, and I couldn't afford any weak spots, because it had to work.
I had a plan, and it was a fucking brilliant one if I do say so myself. I was driving Tanya to the airport. I would pull her to the side and break up with her in a very gentlemanly way. Then she would board her plane to Baltimore, off to stay with Kate for five days. Her sister would support her, ease her pain, and maybe make her realize the charade our relationship actually was. Finally things were going to work out for Bella and I. Finally.
I hadn't told Bella what I was up to for two reasons. One, I wanted to spare her any further heartache if this plan came back to bite me in the ass. And two, I wanted it to be a surprise.I wanted to arrive on her doorstep tomorrow a completely eligible man. My plan was well thought out. I would give her a bouquet of the most beautiful flowers I could find. I would confess to her just how passionately in love with her I was, wrapping her in my arms and bringing my mouth inches from hers. I would whisper that I broke up with Tanya, and beg her to be with me. Beg her to forgive me and love me. To never leave my side again. I would kiss her deeply and lovingly, and we would give into our need for each other. I'd scoop her up in my arms, carry her to her room, and prove to her just how much she meant to me. With my mouth and my hands and everything I had to offer. I'd finally be allowed to give her all of me. I felt my cock harden in my basketball shorts at the thoughts of what tomorrow could bring. Would bring.
"She makes the hairs on the back of my neck stand up, just one touch…."
I dove for my phone, laughing giddily as I heard Bella's ringtone. "Mmmm…there's my girl," I murmured, snuggling with my pillow as I anticipated the sound of her angelic voice.
"Hey gorgeous, whatcha wearing?"
Fuck me. This was going to be a painful conversation for my nether-regions, I could tell already. I asked her what had her all worked up (not that I was complaining) and she told me all about her night. Jake took her to the fucking strip club. I felt a pang of jealousy run through me, but eh. It was cool I guess; she needed some entertainment, after all. When she told me she wanted to get me in a thong, I was going to tell her she was out of her beautiful mind.
I rolled my eyes at myself. Like I would ever fucking deny her anything. "Bella, a month ago I would have said hell no, but now that I know better, it's obvious that your wish is my command."
"Pussy whipped and not even getting it," she breathed all sex-kitten like.
"Don't remind me," I replied gruffly. Like I need any further reminder that I wasn't getting the one thing my body was aching to have from her. "What are you wearing?" I asked softly. I was in the mood to play.
I palmed my erection forcefully after she told me what she had on. My girl didn't need to be dressed up to render me to speechless. Bella in pajamas easily brought me to my knees. I left my hand sitting on my cock, tempted to relieve a little more pressure. Note to self: Seek medical help for a possible bleeding ulcer, and permanent blood flow to the penis.
I had to see her. Fuck thinking with my head. It was time to let my heart and my dick make decisions for me. I asked her if she missed me. She answered with a raspy and sad "Horribly."
I begged her to let me come over, but even through her alcohol induced desires, she stood strong. She was so much stronger than me. I knew I had to bust out the big guns: my sweet and charming words. My voice was low and full of adoration as I spoke. "Just come to the door and let me kiss your forehead. And I'll only run my fingers through your hair one time. I'll just get lost in your big brown eyes for a minute, tops. And I promise to hold you and breathe in the scent of your neck for a second and then you can tell me to leave…."
She was quiet on the other end of the line, and I knew she was thinking about it. Hell, we didn't have to push the boundaries of our "friendship," even though I really fucking wanted to. I just needed to see her perfect face. I wanted her body heat on me, because I was always so cold without it. She was my only heat source. My sun, my light….my fucking warmth. I didn't want to be cold anymore.
"It's not a good idea baby," she whispered.
Damn, I loved it when she called me baby. She didn't do it often, but when she did….God help me.
She heaved a big sigh, and I listened closely as I heard her breathing quiver slightly. Oh hell no, she was not going to cry because of me any fucking more. "What's wrong Bella?"
Her crying intensified as she asked me through her tears to make her happy. I flipped over on my back and threw my arm over my eyes, bracing myself as the familiar crushing sensation washed over me. My body tensed as I listened to my Bella fall apart on the other end of the line. I closed my eyes tightly and winced; I literally could not handle her being sad anymore. My mind scrambled, trying to think of anything that might bring her some sort of happiness. "The song I played for you at my parents? I'm writing it for you. It's all about you baby. Every fiber of my god damned being is all about you. You are the center of my fucking world, do you realize that?"
She let out a sob, and I had no clue whether I made the situation better or worse. I started groveling, begging her to let me come to her. I needed to get over there and fix it. Now. I felt my body start to shake slightly, realizing just how long it had been since I'd seen the love of my life. I sat up abruptly, feeling like I was going to crawl out of my skin. I needed to see her—immediately. Try as I might, she continued to turn me down over and over again. I didn't know what else I could say to make her agree, but I wouldn't stand to be without her any longer. "Bella please let me make it better." I heard myself getting desperate with my pleas, but something had to work.
When she finally gave in, I jumped out of my bed like someone lit a fire under my ass. I threw my phone across the room in haste, not giving a shit where it landed. I ran to my dresser, pulling on the first shirt I could find. I rushed to the door, cramming my feet in my Nikes. I opened the door and started to run out it before I realized I had no keys. Where the fuck were my fucking keys!!?!?
"Shit!" I yelled to my empty living room. I turned on all the lights, my eyes desperately roaming over the room. I got on my knees in front of the couch, flipping all the cushions over the back of it violently. I opened and slammed doors in a frenzy. Finally my eyes landed on the hook where I always hang my keys. "Such a dumbass," I muttered to myself.
I rushed from my apartment, taking the stairs two at a time. Too much time had been wasted. Yeah, the plan was important for Bella and I, but how the hell could I think that being away from her for a week would even be an option? I climbed into my car and sped out of the parking lot. My mind was reeling. It wouldn't land on one single thought because I had so many in my head. I couldn't concentrate, couldn't breathe, couldn't even be until I was with Bella again. I felt something uncontrollable and almost feral take over me. It was completely different than anything I'd ever felt before. It was fire. It was animalistic. Everything was red, hot, need, want. Love. It was always love. But I just couldn't identify what was coming over me as I inched closer to Bella.I felt powerless and frantic for her. In that moment, I only existed to be whatever she wanted.
I turned onto Bella's street and tore down it like a bat out of hell. I began to tremble as I pulled into her driveway, because I just wasn't getting there fast enough. I turned the car off and tossed the keys onto the passenger seat. Hell, I don't even know if I shut the damn car door. My baby was standing in the door way of the house, and I needed her. I could of fucking cried, I needed her so badly.
We rushed towards each other like two crazed and desperate lovers; like the passionate and needy fools we were. Her soft cheek rubbed against my scruffy one as she jumped into my arms and held onto me for dear life. I moaned audibly as she wrapped her legs around my waist forcefully.
We pressed our bodies together tighter than I ever thought possible, but it still wasn't enough for me. Would it ever be enough? Would anything completely satisfy me until we ultimately consumed each other entirely? Because there wasn't an inch of space between our bodies, and I was dying for more.
I ran my hands up and down her back, her heat seeping into my skin. I pressed my nose into her neck, my eyes rolling back in my head as her sweet scent mixed in with a tinge of alcohol and tobacco. As I live and fucking breath, Bella Swan. I licked my lips, pressing them against her ear. I muttered the words that were so unbelievably true. So God damned true that it hurt. "This is where you were always meant to be, Bella."
I heard a soft whimper come from her throat. "Yes," she breathed. I wouldn't deny myself the flavor of her any longer. I ran my lips along the side of her neck slowly before I let my tongue snake out, tasting the girl of my dreams at long last. I dragged my open mouth down to her shoulder, sighing at the joy of finally starting the descent into our physical relationship. Whatever she wanted tonight, I would give to her. I didn't care about the repercussions, since they were of little consequence to me in the moment.
"I don't want to be on the porch anymore," she whispered, dragging her fingers delectably through my hair. My cock twitched as she pulled at the small hairs on the base of my neck. I pushed my forehead against hers. "Okay baby."
Here we go.
I was in no hurry as I carried her to the bedroom. I didn't know what would happen tonight, but I knew that I would savor it. Every moment with Bella was beyond significant to me, and I would do everything in my power to burn this into my memory.
How was I not going to kiss her on the lips?
I laid her gently down on the bed, kissing her temple softly. I would worship her tonight. She was everything to me, and she had my utmost devotion. My devotion, my heart, my life…it was all in her hands.
I threw my shoes off quickly and crawled in next to Bella. This was the third time I had laid in bed next to her. Each time, I envisioned what it would be like to climb in next to her every night, and it literally took my breath away. The thought of all that we could be for each other was almost too much to grasp.
I looked deeply into her big brown eyes, finally having a chance to properly take her in tonight. Her beauty was something to behold. She was soft and sweet, and everything a woman should be.
I tried to get my panting under control as she inched her body closer to mine. She wanted me. I could see it in her eyes. Sadly, I could see the apprehension as well.
"I don't know what to do," she breathed.
I let out a long breath, trying to get my shit in check. We couldn't give in, because she was too good of a person to do it. I wasn't, but I would be good for her. As good as we could be, anyway. I just needed her pressed against me again.
I placed my forehead against hers, inhaling the deep, sweet breaths that were coming from her pink lips. "Come here," I croaked.
She whimpered again. I closed my eyes and imagined the noise she would make when I entered her for the first time. I hoped that the whimper was involved. I sat up and pulled her on top of me and I moaned, barely resisting the urge to run my tongue along her plump lips. "I bet we fit so perfectly together," I said, my voice shaky and all over the place.
She wrapped her arms around my waist, pressing her hot center even further into my straining erection. I swallowed violently, fighting the urge to grind against her like a dry-humping teenaged boy. She ran her fingers back and forth over my hipbone, causing me to jerk into her slightly. "I wish we could find out," she murmured.
I assured her that we would. Through all the tension and the extreme hormones, I felt myself smiling shamelessly. It's just that the girl made me so damn happy. It was unfucking real, the things she made me feel.
My face fell in pleasure and my eyes closed tightly as she slid her teeth across my collarbone. A noise grumbled deep in my throat as I let the tingling sensation touch every inch of my body. I could have come right then and there.
I grabbed her thighs and slowly circled my hips against her, letting go of my restraint for one carefree moment. I was losing it. I felt it slipping from my reach with each movement of Bella's body. I ran my hands up and down her toned thighs, cursing the fabric of her pants. What I wouldn't give to feel the softness of her skin against my palms. Fuck it, I was going to make it happen. "I want to take these off of you. What do I do about that?"
My mouth hung open like an idiot as she gazed up at me through her lashes. Slowly, she lay back on my thighs, leaning back on her elbows. Her legs spread as they gripped my sides tightly, and my brain effectively turned to mush. She moved her legs back and forth, tempting me with everything I'd ever wanted. I groaned at the thought of all the pleasure we could bring each other. My poor dick was probably a deep shade of purple by now.
She was silently asking me to remove her clothing. Maybe she didn't want to be as good as I thought, but I had to make sure. "Bella, there's no going back after this."
"Jacob has seen me in my underwear before Edward, I just have boy shorts on underneath."
Yeah, you also had sex with Jacob too. Okay, okay. So I knew that didn't count. It was like eight years ago and Jake didn't know he liked dick yet, but still. Didn't it count as a technicality?
I grabbed her waistband, my hands twitching from the temptation of just ripping her pants off of her body. I could feel the lust seeping out of my pores, but I had to make sure this was what she wanted. I desired it more than anything, but this needed to be done the right way. "How drunk are you?"
"Drunk enough that I know I want this. Not so drunk that you should feel guilty about taking advantage." I held back my laughter, immediately recognizing the line from Friends. I'm sure she had no idea I would be familiar with it, but I had Ali for a sister. She would make me watch it all the damn time when I came over to visit. I knew more about Ross and Rachel than any straight man ever should. I took Bella's playfulness as I sign that all systems were go.
I took a nervous breath, and internally told myself to grow a pair. "And what is it that you want tonight love?"
I pulled her pajama pants slowly down her shapely legs, never taking my eyes away as each inch of skin was exposed to me. My breathing elevated and my fingertips tingled as I felt her silky skin against mine. My eyes raked over the light blue boy shorts she was wearing, and I wanted more. She abruptly climbed back into my lap, and the heat radiated from between her legs directly onto my cock. I needed to be inside her like my lungs needed fucking air. She started gliding her pussy up and down the length of me. Even though it was through clothing, the sensation of Bella on me was more gratifying than any intercourse I'd ever had. She mentioned something about release, although I could barely concentrate on her words when her body was consuming me in such a way.
I closed my eyes tightly and my mouth hung open as she worked her tight little body against mine. At this rate, she would send me into cardiac arrest at 27 years old. And it would be worth every fucking minute. As good as she felt against me, I was desperate to know where this night was headed. "And what exactly do you…ugh shit that feels good Bella…what do you suggest?"
She explained her rules, touching and kissing only what we're allowed. The fine line we were skating on was getting laughable, and I could care less. It would be difficult not to touch her the way I wanted, but she did say the word "release." Yeah, I was ready to release all right.
I locked eyes with Bella as she lowered her hands to the bottom of my shirt, lifting it slowly. I was entranced with her as she raised my shirt above my head and disposed of it. I ran my hands up and down her back as her fingers explored my bare chest. I hissed when she ran her thumbs over my nipples. I proved to her just how much I liked it as I grabbed her hips and ground myself into her. Her breath caught and she constricted her legs around me as I pulled her tighter against me.
She ran her fingers down to my stomach, kneading it with her palms before running her finger up and down the line of hair below my belly button. I let out a mangled moan, never wanting her to stop. When her finger dipped below my waist-band, I lost the ability to breathe.
She looked up at me, her eyes dark and incredibly sexy. Sweet little Bella was secretly a dirty girl, and I fucking loved it. "Let me see it," she purred.
If I hadn't lost the ability to breathe before, I probably would have hyperventilated in that moment. I wasn't worried about flashing her the goods. I was a big boy, and thought that she'd be pleasantly surprised. But having myself exposed, and her not touching me? There was only so much I could handle.
I felt her hands slide from the front of my body over to my sides, and froze as she sat back and pulled my shorts off. She giggled softly, probably at my stupid expression. Her laughter slowly faded as her eyes raked over my fabric covered hard-on. She licked her lips, her eyes glazing over and her fists tightening into balls. Touch me, I silently begged.
She gradually looked up into my eyes, and I was lost once more. Without breaking eye contact, she straddled my thigh, giving me room to release myself from my constricting boxers. Her warm center slid across my bare thigh, and I suppressed a groan as the wetness of her panties came into contact with my skin. I did that to her. My cock pulsed as I imagined what it would feel like to stroke her dripping pussy with my fingers. "You're so wet baby," I mumbled, closing my eyes tightly and trying to prevent this from ending quite so abruptly.
She linked our fingers together, pressing her soft lips against the back of my hand. "Now you know what you do to me," she whispered. As her eyes stayed locked with mine, I toyed with the elastic band of my boxers. It would feel good to not be so held down, and it was what my beautiful girl wanted. I'd do anything for her. I slowly released my cock, feeling it hit my stomach as it sprung from its confines. I closed my eyes, trying not to think about how close Bella was to my dick that was throbbing only for her. I finally looked at her, and was pleasantly surprised. She was staring at my lap. Like, completely eye fucking it. Her back was arched, her body unconsciously leaning towards me. Her nails were digging into my thigh forcefully, and truth be told, it felt fucking good. She looked at my cock for so long that I was starting to feel a bit uneasy. "I'm going to get self conscious if you keep staring at me like that."I kissed her forehead and chuckled, trying desperately to ignore the feeling of her shirt brushing against the head of my cock.
Bella told me I dickmatized her, and I cracked up laughing. Beautiful, funny, sweet, smart…I dare you to find one amazing quality that she didn't possess.
The lightheartedness lasted only a moment as the sexual tension set back in. She laid her head in the crook of my neck, and I kissed her forehead countless times. She told me again that we needed a release, and I couldn't fucking agree more. A million things ran through my mind. I needed to initiate this, but how? I didn't want to go too far, and I really didn't want to just start whacking it in front of her. Was that even what she wanted?
Before I could make a decision, my girl manned up. The room was silent except for our nervous breathing, and I didn't dare move as I watched her hand travel hesitantly towards mine. She lifted my hand and wrapped it around my shaft before tightening her grip around my fist.
Holy fucking shit.
I shut my brain down completely, just concentrating on what I was feeling. She moved my hand over me slowly, and a deep moan escaped my throat as I felt the blood pumping though me underneath my fingers. This wasn't any old wank session, not by a long shot. It was still good ol' rosy palm, but with Bella on top of me, it was like a whole new sensation. Words couldn't describe the pleasure that was coursing through my veins.
"Swirl your thumb over the top. That's what I would do," she said as her hot little tongue ran over the edge of my ear. The mixture of those words and her saliva? Damn. She was going to get thrown down and fucked senseless in no time if she kept that shit up.
I did what she said, spreading my pre cum around the head of my cock, helping my hand slide effortlessly along Eduardo. Yep, that's right….the big guy has a name.
I opened my eyes and said something, who the fuck knows what. We were connected in this simple act of passion, and I wondered if this was the moment to tell her how I really felt about her.
"If you could do anything to me right now, what would it be?" I watched the way her mouth moved and shifted as the words slipped from her lips.
Well, Bella. Ideally I'd like to fuck you so hard you'll be coming until next Tuesday.
Hmm, maybe I should opt for something more realistic. I asked for a taste. And she fucking gave it to me.
I whimpered (for the first time in my life, I'll have you know) as I saw her hand dip below her tiny blue underwear. When she moaned from her own touch, I grabbed her hip and pulled her closer. I sat forward, anticipating what was going to happen next. My cock pushed against her stomach, and it tickled in a nearly orgasmic way.
Her finger was shining from the wetness and was inching its way towards my mouth. I was squeezing my shaft tighter as I stroked myself, eager for the mixture of her taste and my pleasure to coincide.
A small smile played on her lips as she ran her finger back and forth over my mouth. I released my cock and scooped her finger up with my tongue, not being able to wait any longer. I moaned loudly around her finger as I let her delicious flavor assault my taste buds. She was sweet and salty and all fucking Bella. God, I just wanted to dive right in. I decided that after tomorrow, I would pick a day and devote it entirely to bringing her to climax with my mouth.
She made that little mewing noise in the back of her throat again as I swiveled my tongue around her finger, making sure I didn't miss one single drop of her juices. Her noises were going to fucking kill me, I swear to God. I groaned in resistance as she pulled her finger from my mouth, before laying my head on her shoulder. We didn't speak as she raked her fingers through my hair soothingly. It was my turn to satisfy her, but it needed to be the right moment.
When she broke the silence by telling me that Jake grabbed her ass, I needn't look any further. I grabbed her tight little ass in both hands, squeezing roughly as I pulled her right on top of my cock. I moaned as I felt her wetness rubbing on my very bare and very sensitive skin.
I was ready to give her all that she deserved. I kissed her face softly, avoiding the one thing I wanted, her lips. Trailing my hands along her arms, I linked her fingers with mine. She pulled them towards my cock again, even though that definitely wasn't what I had in mind. Oh well. God gave us two hands for a reason. She wrapped my hand around me and pumped me up and down once more. I focused on the sensation, almost losing my train of thought. Thankfully the memory of how she tasted on my tongue brought me back to the task at hand. I grabbed her free hand and ran it along her flat stomach. She squirmed against me when she realized where we were heading, and I thrusted my cock eagerly into our hands. Easy baby, I'm going to make you feel so fucking good.
I pulled her hand over her panties at a rate that was probably torturing her. She'd enjoy it more when I finally let her have it. I pushed her palm forcefully against her pussy and she cried out, her chin falling against her chest in pleasure. Even through her hand, I could feel the heat that was emanating from her. I wanted to feel that heat myself, not through her touches. I smiled, knowing that at this time tomorrow I'd know exactly how her soft folds felt against my fingers. And hopefully my cock.
"Oh Bella," I laughed almost to myself. "I am going to make you scream. You don't stand a chance." She really didn't. This was going to be the orgasm of her life if I had any choice in the matter.
I left her hand between her legs as I explored some territory of my own. I closed my eyes and sighed as she quickened our strokes on me. I ran my fingers along her abdomen, memorizing every inch. I wanted to go higher. I wanted to feel those perfect, soft breasts in my hand. I knew she wasn't wearing a bra, and the temptation was very nearly the end of me. I imagined what it would feel like to have her hard nipples pressed against my palms. Fuck. I wouldn't last much longer, so we needed to get the show on the road. I brought my hand back to hers, noticing she was rubbing herself minutely through her underwear. Little noises were escaping her lips, but I needed to hear what she sounded like when her fingers were inside of her. I was ready.
I looked up into the gorgeous eyes of the girl I would give my life for. "Together."
She nodded, her eyes shining up at me in adoration. Bella's face was an open book, and I could see that she loved me. I was sure of it, and I was such a fucking privileged bastard. She leaned forward, her soft mouth lovingly kissing my forehead. Her lips were so close to mine. I went in for the kill but she pulled her face away from mine before I even made contact. Maybe it was for the best.
I slipped our hands into her panties, and it was fucking hot in there, let me tell you. Hot and perfect. Wet and thick. Mine and hers. So fucking amazingly meant to be, that I couldn't even comprehend that shit. I pushed her hand tight against her opening, and she cried out my name in a high and breathy moan. I started jerking myself in an uneven rhythm, Bella's hand just going along for the ride. "Say my name again Bella," I breathed roughly.
Ugh man, she said it over and over again as I urged her finger to slip inside of her. My name escaped her lips fervently. Soft and loud. Quiet and forceful. Breathy and deep. Light and almost non-existent. I was sure I could get off from just listening to her say my name as she lost herself in the feeling of her finger pumping in and out of her.
My voice was trembling vehemently as I spoke. "Nice and slow, love. Start out nice and slow, in as far as you can."
Her eyes were closed tightly, and I decided she needed more. "Another," I said roughly. She plunged another finger inside of her as I rubbed her hand in encouragement. My eyes almost bulged out of my head as I touched the juices that seeped onto her knuckle. I ran my fingers over it quickly, working it into my skin as well as hers. It was hot and sticky, and all I could think about was how perfect it would feel all over my cock. Yeah, we needed more.
"Faster now Bella. Imagine it's me filling you up; you know I'd fuck you harder." I helped her along, pushing her hand into her body at a fast and wild pace. Things were getting sloppy and blurry. I couldn't think. Could only feel what was happening to us.
I felt her teeth clamp down on my jaw and the ache in my balls became more prominent. Close. So fucking close. When I felt her teeth on me, I increased our paces, slightly thrusting up to meet our hands that were gripped tightly around me. I opened my eyes a little to see that she was bouncing slightly on my lap as I drove my cock into the fist I formed with my hand. My eyes were immediately drawn to her tits, bouncing and begging to be massaged with my tongue. I was sick of imagining what they looked like. She saw me, now I was going to fucking see her.
Before I could ask for what I wanted, she asked for what she wanted first. That was perfectly fine with me, because her enjoyment was far more important to me than mine.
"Isn't it my turn for a taste?" she murmured, staring at my cock as we pumped it. She looked up at me and removed her hand from mine. A silent "fuck" escaped my lips as she caught a bead of sweat from my temple and licked it off of her finger.
I smiled at her, thinking I was pretty hot shit as I rubbed my pre cum all over my thumb and presented it to her. Have your way with me baby.
She dove right in, grabbing my wrist with both hands and plunging my thumb in her mouth. I watched through heavy eyes as she worked my thumb just like she would eventually work my cock. I resumed stroking myself, because Bella was fucking killing me with her oral skills. She removed my thumb with a pop, and I was going to explode if I didn't blow my load soon. She was sending me right over the proverbial edge.
I mumbled something about getting her hand in her fucking pants, but in all honestly, I had no idea what the hell I was saying anymore. Everything was getting fuzzy and intense. I just let myself be consumed by the love in Bella's eyes and the smell of sex that permeated the room. Our sex.
As if she wanted to pound the final nail into the coffin, she looked up at me through innocent eyes and pouted. "Help me."
Oh my fucking Lord.
I wasted no time, pushing her fingers back inside of her. Every part of my body froze as the side of my finger barely made contact with the delicate hairs on her soft skin. My breathing was getting ridiculous as I tried to hold off my impending release as long as possible.
She let go of my hand and affectionately brushed the hair from my eyes. Tell her you love her, I told myself. "You are so beautiful…and you are so mine."
So I punked out, she still seemed to like what I said. Her warm fingers drifted along my lips, and I wanted to lick her again. "I'm always yours Edward, no matter what."
I just hoped that was true.
We returned our focus back to our tender and swollen parts. They needed attending to, and I was more than fucking eager to oblige. Her hand never returned to mine as I stroked myself, and I thought of just the thing she could do with it. "Baby, can I see…." The words got caught in my throat as I felt her fingers sink deeper inside of her. Lucky for me, she knew exactly what I wanted. See? We were so damn connected, her and I.
Her hand slid agonizingly slow along her bare stomach, her tank top lifting further as she worked her hand higher. This is it, Cullen. Don't bust a nut. Yet.
Her pert breasts finally came into my view, and they were magnificent. Absolutely magnificent, just like the rest of her. Honestly, I was so fucking honored that she would even share this part of herself with me that it didn't leave room for much else. Until, that is, she started squeezing her nipples between her fingers. I watched her rolling them back and forth, my mouth gaping as I slowed my strokes. If I didn't, it would be over before she had the chance to join me. And we were fucking coming together tonight, one way or another. I told her exactly what I wanted, and I could tell by her response that she was just as close as I was.
"Guh…so good baby…I need you closer to me."
Yes.
I removed my hand from her, and pulled her roughly against me. I needed her as close as possible when we finally let ourselves go. I felt the back of her hand as she finger fucked herself furiously. Every time my fist went up my shaft, it pressed the head of my cock against her wrist. Feeling her bare skin against mine was making it nearly impossible for me to hang on.
She pushed tighter against me, and I knew she was trying to close that non-existent space that just wouldn't get the fuck out of our way.
"I don't think it will ever be close enough, Bella."
I don't really know what happened after that. I mean I do, I guess. I remember the look on her face just before she climaxed. I remember our bodies pushing even closer together the second before we started to unravel. I could hear the scream that escaped her lips as she froze and shuddered on top of me. And I felt…..Jesus Christ….did I feel the moment when I came more powerfully than I ever had before. I couldn't breathe, I couldn't move. I was absorbed by Bella. What we had just shared with each other, it was a fucking gift. There was no other way to describe it. Every day, every single day spent with her amplified my love for her more and more. My arms encircled her, my forehead resting on her chest. Our bodies were still arched and alert, not yet relaxing as the last remnants of our orgasm washed through us.
How could I ever thank her for giving me what she just did? For trusting me enough to let me have that piece of her? I loved her. I fucking loved her more than my life. More than this world. I just…….my God, I loved Bella Swan.
As I drifted back down from pure ecstasy, I realized I came all over the both of us. Well, I was a real fucking gentleman wasn't I? I apologized to her for doing it. I didn't even have her permission for Christ's sake!
She smiled her angelic Bella smile, and I knew it was okay. She even told me she wanted me to. I grabbed my t-shirt and cleaned us off gently. My heart was thumping out of my chest, and I held Bella closely against my body. I couldn't let her go now. I couldn't do anything without her from this moment on. Fuck the afternoon. In the morning, as soon as I could manage to pull myself away from my love, I was breaking up with…her. I didn't even want to think her name, since no other woman existed to me but Bella.
I ran my hands through Bella's hair, over her back, down her face. I kissed her hair repeatedly, worshipping my baby. My fucking everything. The most meaningful act of sex in my life, and I didn't even touch her. Just wait until I do. Tomorrow. I chuckled to myself joyously as Bella slept tranquilly on top of me. My life was going to reach a whole new level of happiness in a matter of hours. I couldn't be more ready for it.
I closed my eyes, inhaling the scent of my beautiful girl. I felt myself drifting off slowly, her name on my mind, and the taste of her on my lips. And do you know what happened next? I fell asleep. I finally fell asleep. And it was a peaceful and deep sleep, because it was filled with thoughts of nothing but Bella.
My Bella.
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So Edward thinks he's breaking up with Tanya the next day, but we all know that doesn't happen. Stay tuned to find out why. Next, we will journey along with Edward as he meets Charlie and gets a lovely tongue and tackle from Bella.
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