Author's Note: Sorry for the lack of updates, been busy this week! I'm still so amazed you guys are all enjoying my writing though, thank you so much for the reviews!
Edward caught up with me at the bathroom door, wrapping his arms around my waist from behind and kissing my bare shoulder. I turned on the water and his hands were all over my body as we waited for the water to heat up. He stroked the sides of my hips, then brought his hands up to cup my breasts, and I smiled when I felt him pressing into the small of my back, he was obviously enjoying himself.
"Easy tiger," I giggled as he licked my neck and kissed my earlobe.
"I just can't help myself," he whispered, "you're irresistible." I stepped into the shower and sighed as the hot water hit my body, it felt wonderful on my slightly sore muscles. I turned around and pulled Edward towards me so he was also under the spray, and almost passed out at the sight of him, he looked incredible. My eyes followed the water as it flowed across every inch of his body, down his chest, across his perfectly sculpted abs and down to his now very prominent erection. I pressed my body against his, suddenly needing to be as close as possible to him, and wrapped my arms around his neck. He pushed me up against the cool tile wall of the shower and kissed me deeply, our tongues entwining together. He grabbed either side of my hips and lifted me up slightly so I didn't need to stand on my tip toes, and I felt a twinge of soreness between my legs.
"Edward..." I said so quietly that a human wouldn't have heard me over the sound of the shower, "I can't... I mean... I don't know if I can do it again yet." My face flushed deep red, I wanted him so badly but I was still a little sore from our activities over the last 12 hours.
"That's ok love," he replied, "I can wait." I dropped my eyes down between us and then looked back at him.
"Really?" He didn't look like he could wait.
"Bella," he placed a soft kiss on my lips, "I waited eighty years for last night, I think I can wait a few hours before I ravish you again." He smiled at me, and my heart nearly burst with love all over again. He put me back down on the floor and reached for the bottle of shampoo I kept in his bathroom, popping the top open and pouring some into his hand. I looked at him, puzzled, and he just carried on smiling as he raised his hands to my hair, massaging the shampoo through the strands.
"Mmmmmm......" I couldn't help but moan as his fingers massaged my scalp, it was so relaxing. He pushed me backwards slightly and rinsed the shampoo away, and then picked up my vanilla scented shower gel. He turned me around and began to spread the shower gel over my body, his hands sliding up and down my back the same way they had done on the bed earlier. Except it felt even more amazing with the soapy lather, his hands moved firmly yet gently down each leg, then back up my body to massage my shoulders. It was so intimate, the steam and the water surrounding us as he tenderly washed every part of my body. I turned around to face him again, filled with the sudden urge to kiss him, so I reached up and pulled his face down to meet mine. We kissed for what seemed like forever, I didn't ever want to pull away from him, but the water started to run cold. Edward stepped out of the shower and grabbed a huge fluffy pale blue towel from the counter and wrapped it around me, lifting me up and putting me down on the bathroom floor. I gazed up at him as he rubbed the towel gently against my skin, reaching a hand up to brush his wet hair away from his forehead.
"I love you," I whispered, "always."
"I love you too," he replied, "forever."
A little while later we were both dressed and in the kitchen, Edward was making me pancakes and I was perched on the counter next to him. I'd protested that I was perfectly capable of making my own breakfast, but he insisted, who was I to argue? He was much faster than me anyway, in no time at all he handed me a plate holding a stack of fluffy pancakes covered in syrup. I tore into them, suddenly ravenous, and he laughed softly.
"Hungry are we?" he said with a crooked smile.
"I think I worked up an appetite," I grinned back, stuffing more food into my mouth. Once I'd finished, I jumped down from the counter and put my plate into the sink.
"There you go, the human has been fed, can we go now?" I said impatiently. He didn't reply, just took my hand and led me out of the house. He picked up a backpack from next to the front door, just smiling when I raised an eyebrow at what he was up to. In no time at all we arrived at our meadow, one of my favourite places in the world. It was very secluded, far away from the hiking trails, and it felt like our own private hiding place, where no one could hurt us and, more importantly, no one could disturb us. I had been right for once, it was an unusually sunny day, and the flowers were all in bloom, making the meadow look even more inviting. Edward put me and the backpack down the soft grass, reaching inside the bag and producing a large green blanket, which he spread out on the ground. I sat down and stretched my legs out, removing my socks and shoes and enjoying the feel of the warm sun on my skin. He pulled his long sleeved t-shirt over his head and dropped it next to the backpack, and my breath caught in my throat. I'd never seen him in sunlight this bright, he really was achingly beautiful, the light bouncing of his skin in a million directions. He sat down next to me on the blanket and took my hand in his, stroking his fingers gently over my knuckles.
"Bella," he said quietly, "can I ask you something?"
"Anything." I replied without hesitation, I could see it in his face that something was bothering him. He took a deep breath.
"Are you ok with us... I mean, with everything we've been doing?" My eyes widened, I couldn't believe he was worried I hadn't enjoyed what we had shared.
"Edward," I said, trying to keep my voice level, "I am more than ok, there's nothing I've wanted more than what we've been doing." He opened his mouth to speak but I stopped him, pressing one finger against his lips.
"I know you were terrified of hurting me, but you didn't, you did exactly the opposite. I've never felt anything like what you feel like inside me, you make me feel so good I forget my name, and it just makes me love you even more. I know you won't hurt me, I think on some level you can't, you care about me too much. So please, don't worry, I love you more than words can say, and I'm yours, for as long as you want me." He didn't speak, but replied by pulling me into his lap and kissing me passionately until I was gasping for breath. As I tried to compose myself, he held my face in his hands and looked deep into my eyes.
"I will always want you," he said in a low voice, and I could hear the lust underneath his words, "You are the most exquisite creature in the entire world, your body and your heart are more beautiful than you will ever realise." He kissed me again, more gently this time, and traced the outline of my lips with his tongue. The combination of his words and the feel of him caressing my lips made me feel lightheaded, and butterflies were fluttering in my stomach. Was it possible to love someone this much? I moved so that I was straddling his lap and wrapped my legs around his waist, resting my arms on his shoulders. He placed his hands on my hips, pulling me close to him, and nuzzled his nose into my neck, inhaling deeply.
"Does it really not bother you any more?" I asked, referring to the scent of my blood that had once driven him crazy.
"Not like it used to," he replied, his lips against my skin, "Now your scent just makes me want to devour you in a completely different way..." My stomach did the now familiar flip flop and I felt my skin blush. I felt his cool tongue tracing a path across my neck, moving down the v-neck of the shirt I was wearing and dipping into my cleavage. I gasped and tangled my fingers in his hair, pressing him closer to me, and I could feel centre starting to throb. I moved so that I was on my knees, still straddling him, lifting my body up closer to him. His hands moved to the buttons of the shirt, unbuttoning them one by one, and his tongue caressed every inch of skin that was revealed. He felt amazing, the coolness was a delicious contrast to the warmth of the sun. I shrugged out of the shirt, letting it fall to the blanket, and smiled down at him. I really must have done something wonderful in a former life to deserve this gorgeous man who was half naked between my legs, gazing up at me with so much love and adoration in his eyes.
I enjoyed the view for a few moments, my eyes roaming across Edward's bare chest, before pushing his shoulders down so that he was on his back and moving to lie on top of him. I held myself up on my arms so that I could look into his eyes, and watched his reaction as I ground my hips against the bulge in his pants. His eyes widened and he gasped, I still couldn't get over the fact that I had this power over him. His hands moved across my back and unfastened my bra, and I sat up slightly to remove it from my body. He took the opportunity to roll me over so that I was the one lying on the blanket, and settled in between my legs, pressing himself against me intimately.
"Do you like feeling that Bella?" He said against my lips in between kisses, "Do you like feeling what you do to me?"
"Yes," I gasped out, wrapping my legs around his hips to try and pull him closer to me.
"You're so beautiful," he purred, "Just the thought of you makes me so hard..." I whimpered at his words, feeling myself growing wetter by the minute, I wanted him so badly. He moved down my body, running his hands over my breasts and across my stomach, stopping to unbutton my jeans and slide them down my legs. I suddenly felt very exposed, lying out in the open in just my underwear, but no one would find us here, we were the only people that knew this meadow even existed. His hands slid up my thighs, stopping to rest on my hips, and his tongue traced a path across the top of my underwear. I was writhing underneath him, absolutely desperate to feel him where I needed him most. It had been almost impossible to deny him in the shower earlier, there was no way I was letting him get away now. I looked down at him, his head was between my thighs, his hands holding me down onto the blanket as I tried to buck my hips up towards him. His eyes met mine and he very gently took the elastic waistband of my underwear between his teeth and pulled the fabric away from my body, sliding it down my legs to join my jeans on the blanket next to us. I was amazed at his control, he didn't damage the delicate fabric with his teeth, and it cemented my trust in him, he would never hurt me.
He was so close to me that I could feel his cool breath on my centre, I was so wet for him now. I cried out as he ran his tongue across me, my hands grabbing the blanket on either side of my body, my body twisting underneath him. Something about the setting made it even more incredible, the sun beating down on my naked skin, the scent of the flowers that surrounded us, it was like all of my senses were heightened to the pleasure that was shooting through me. Just when I thought it couldn't feel any more delicious, he slid two fingers deep inside my warm wetness, and I couldn't stop myself calling out his name. He caressed me expertly for what seemed like hours, bringing me so close to the brink of my orgasm and then slowing down, letting my body calm down before building up all over again. I had no idea where he learnt how to do that, but I wasn't complaining. All the while, his mouth was on me, teasing and kissing and licking while his fingers worked inside me. My body was so hot now, my skin was flushed and there was a light sheen of sweat all over me. His fingers curled inside me, pressing against the spot deep inside me that never failed to make me explode, but just as I was about to fall over the edge, he removed his fingers and his lips from me.
I moaned in frustration, but before I pull myself together enough to open my mouth and ask him what the heck he was doing, his body was on mine and he slid inside me in one deep thrust. The feel of him stretching me pushed me to the limit, my orgasm hit me and I gasped underneath him, my eyes wide as he stared down at me, watching me intently. Wave after wave of pleasure crashed over me as my walls rippled around him, the feeling of him inside me, cool and impossibly hard, only intensified the sensations. Eventually I stopped writhing under him and my body began to still, but before I could gather my thoughts he began to move, and it started all over again. He was holding himself on his forearms, careful not to press his weight into me, but I could still feel his icy skin all the way down my body and it was a welcome relief from the flush of my orgasm. He moved in and out of me frustratingly slowly, but it wasn't enough, I wanted more.
"Edward..." I moaned, "Faster... please..." For once he gave in to me, suddenly speeding up his movements as he captured my lips in a fiery kiss. That was more like it. I wrapped me legs up around his waist, pressing my heels into the back of his thighs which seemed to spur him on. He moved his lips to my ear, kissing and licking the skin just behind it.
"God Bella," he whispered, "So good... so warm..." He continued to whisper broken sentences in my ear, his words turned me on so much, stoking the fire in the pit of my stomach and making me even wetter for him. I have no idea how long we lay there, making love on the blanket as the sun shone down on us, but eventually I felt the tension building to a climax inside me, and I wanted him to go over the edge with me this time.
"Edward," I gasped, "I'm going to.... please... come with me." I ran my hands down the grab his behind, pressing him into me, wanting him to feel as amazing as I did. It was like I'd given him the green light, he let go and pushed himself all the way inside me, filling me like never before, and ground his pelvis against mine. We both cried out as the pleasure became too much and we came together, grasping at each other's bodies and moaning each other's names. His fingers tangled with mine and he lifted my hands above my head, burying his face in my neck as his other hand grasped at my hips, lifting me up so he could push even deeper inside me. After a few minutes our bodies calmed and I lay back down on the blanket, absolutely exhausted. He kissed my lips gently.
"I love you Bella," he said, and I could feel him smile against my lips.
"Mmmmm...." I moaned in satisfaction, "You're not so bad yourself." I giggled as he growled softly. He lay down next to me, pulling the blanket across our bodies, and wrapped his arm around my shoulders, tucking me into his embrace. I sighed softly, feeling incredibly relaxed, when my stomach growled loudly. I giggled again and his my face in his shoulder, embarrassed at my very human interruption.
"Sorry," I murmured, "Think I worked up an appetite again!" He grinned at me and reached into the backpack that I had forgotten about completely, producing a bag containing a sandwich and a bag of chips.
"I figured you might." He looked so pleased with himself and I leant over and kissed him on the lips.
"You're the best."
