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Previously: My heart rate spikes with panic as my head throbs in pain.

What the fuck?

Chapter 9 - Ripe

EPOV

"Oh shit, Bella. Are you okay?" I ask frantically as I take a step back to give her some room.

God, I'm such an idiot.

I hadn't meant to hurt her. I just couldn't take it anymore. That sweet ass was torturing me all the way down the hallway.

I had to touch her again.

She furrows her eyebrows and rubs the back of her head where it hit the wall. "Yeah… I think so."

Her eyes don't show the panic they did a moment ago, so I reach out and pull her away from the wall a bit. My hand cradles the back of her head and I drop a kiss on the top as she brings her arms around my waist. "I'm so sorry. I think I got a little over zealous there."

"Just a little." Bella chuckles and looks up at me from under her thick lashes. My heart does something weird in my chest as she continues to look into my eyes. It's hard to describe, but it's almost like someone is squeezing it to see if it's ripe.

Whatever it is, I know it's not something I've ever felt before. And I know this gorgeous girl is doing it to me.

She's still got those deep eyes trained on mine, and they're pulling me in like a tractor beam.

I capture her lips again, finally. And when she threads her fingers through my hair once more, it's my undoing.

As our tongues tangle together, my hands graze down her sides and come to rest on her hips. Bella's teeth lightly scrape over my bottom lip, and my grip tightens, causing her to moan into my mouth and press her body further against mine.

We fit together perfectly.

Fuck, I need to feel more of her softness…more of her. My hands begin to travel up over her waist and torso, and when I cup her breasts and squeeze lightly, she whimpers.

"Too many clothes," she mumbles against my lips.

Her hands fly to the buttons on her sweater and it's gone in seconds. She's left in a little short-sleeved button down shirt that's molded to her body. Almost every one of her luscious curves is revealed to me.

"Beautiful," I breathe out.

I don't give her time to take anything else off as I press her up against the wall…a little more gently this time and attack her lips again.

We're lost in each other, and it's not clear if she climbed up my body or if I lifted her up. But her long legs are wrapped around my waist, and my painful erection is pressed right where it wants to be.

The friction is unbelievable as we grind against each other, and every little moan and whimper she emits goes straight to my cock.

I'm holding Bella against the wall with my hips, so my hands are free to move to her outer thighs. I slide them slowly over her soft skin until they reach the object of my obsession: that sweet, sweet ass.

Pulling her impossibly closer, I squeeze it like there's no tomorrow while rocking my hips against her.

Fucking fantastic.

"Oh, God…please," she cries as she rips her mouth from mine.

"What, Bella? What do you want? Please tell me. I don't want to mess this up," I plead in between kisses to her neck.

She pulls on my hair to maneuver my head so she can look me right in the eye – her own eyes on fire. Her skin is flushed beautifully. I couldn't tear my eyes away from her even if a nuclear bomb was dropped outside.

Her red, swollen lips part, and my breath catches as I anticipate her answer.

"Fuck me," she whispers.

That's my girl.

My lips crash against hers as her fingers fumble blindly with my belt buckle. She finally wrenches it free and goes for the button. After getting it undone, she yanks the sides so the zipper will part and shoves my pants and underwear down as best she can. I'm barely paying attention to the fact that they've pooled around my ankles as I alternate kissing her lips and jawline.

When I realize the only thing in my aching cock's way is her panties, I lock one arm low around her waist and bring my other hand down to shove them to the side.

"Oh, fuck yes," she moans.

I glide one finger over her slick flesh until I reach her entrance. There's no doubt in my mind that she's ready for me. Adding a second finger, I pump into her a few times for good measure before lining myself up and then moving my hand back to her ass.

"Hold on tight, baby," I murmur before driving into her with one quick thrust.

BPOV

My fingers tighten around the silky strands of his hair as I cry out at the blissful intrusion, my inner walls squeezing him automatically.

"Christ, Bella…fuck."

My only response is a breathy, shuddering moan.

Edward stays completely still for a moment, buried inside me. His forehead drops to my shoulder, and I scratch softly at the hairs on the back of his head. We both feel it - our connection is powerful.

After releasing a shaky breath, he pulls his hips back slowly, his cock dragging against me in the most delicious way; then he plunges back in, making me gasp out his name.

"Yes," he hisses.

He repeats the slow drag and hard slam a few more times, clearly reveling in the sounds I make for him. It feels so fucking good, but I need more. I tighten my legs around him, urging him on and hoping he'll give in and let loose. His tongue runs a hot trail up my neck to just behind my ear, sucking lightly there as he begins to set a steadier pace. My grip on him tightens even more as I whimper again. That spot behind my ear is apparently directly connected to my clit.

When he presses his forehead to mine, pinning me with those intense green eyes, the world tilts on its axis. It's never felt like this before. I would swear on everything holy that this man was made for me.

We continue to gaze at each other in awe as our hips connect over and over again, lips never quite touching but breathing in each other's pants and moans. I can see his hairline getting damp with sweat as he works my body like he's been doing it for years.

When I can't hold off my orgasm any longer, I shove my hips against his and push my heels into his ass to try to hold him there for a moment. Thankfully, he takes the hint. My entire body constricts around him, and my walls grip his cock like a vise. I can't help but bite down on his shoulder and dig my fingernails into his back as the pleasure radiates through me.

"Oh, God," he groans against my neck. "You feel so good, baby."

"You too…fuck," I whimper, barely coherent as he starts pumping into me again.

My legs are a little shaky now, but I hold on for dear life. I don't want to miss a single second of this.

"I'm not going to last much longer." He's breathless, and it's sexy as fuck.

"It's okay. You're gonna make me come again," I whisper in his ear, letting my lips graze it. I'm not just saying it. I can already feel it building again, my body still so sensitive from coming just moments ago.

"Fuck, yes," he grits out.

Soon after, Edward's thrusts become a little erratic. He slams up into me one final time and finds his release with a long drawn out groan.

I'm mesmerized by him as he comes. Eyes clenched shut and neck muscles straining... He's perfect.

My climax hits me as I watch him, and as we ride out every intense shudder together, I already know... He's ruined me for any other man.

He's all I'll ever want.

As his legs start to give out, my back slides down the wall. Edward takes a few steps to steady himself, but his pants are still around his ankles. He quickly loses his balance and falls backward, still holding onto me.

The floor gives a resounding thump when his head hits it, and we both start laughing hysterically.

"Now we'll both have concussions," I say after catching my breath a bit.

He looks up at me with the cutest little pout. I just want to kiss it, so I do.

Somehow he's still inside me, and I'm straddling his hips. As we kiss, the semi he was left with starts to come back to life.

Fuck. Me.

I pull back and look at his face after he thrusts up lightly, and he just smiles and waggles his eyebrows. This, of course, makes me laugh again.

"Oh, keep doing that. It feels awesome," he groans out, his smile replaced with a look of concentration as he grips my hips tighter.

"What? Laughing?"

"Yes."

I snort and kiss him again before getting up off the floor.

"Come back." He's pouting again.

So cute.

"I'll be back in two minutes…promise," I say as I grab my bag from the entryway and head toward the bathroom.

"I'm timing you!" I hear him shout just before the door closes, which makes me giggle.

There's nothing else in this world I want more right now than to be out there making love to him again, but damn. This coming inside me business is messy…and I have to pee.

I'm also still fully dressed, and I have on some sexy underwear that he needs to see properly.

Yeah, I came prepared.

I figured it was pretty unlikely that we'd be able to resist the temptation if all went well - especially being in a hotel room alone together. So I actually dragged my ass to Victoria's Secret and picked out some nice things, because pretty much all I had before were sensible cotton briefs and mismatched bras.

Of course now my panties are a little gross, so I dig through my bag and find a different lingerie set to put on so I'll look presentable.

Alice would be so proud.

When I open the bathroom door, I see Edward is now in the bed with the covers drawn up to his waist.

"Miss me?" I ask from the doorway, trying out my underused seductive voice. At least I hope I sound seductive; not like someone who smokes three packs a day.

"Always," he replies before patting the bed for me to join him.

Why am I suddenly nervous? He just fucked me up against a wall, for crying out loud.

This seems more real now for some reason. When we first came in, we were so caught up in the frenzy, it was almost automatic. Now, it feels more like a conscious decision – at least for me.

I take a deep breath, steady my nerves, and push myself away from the door. I'm staring into his eyes as I walk to the bed…which would be great if I wasn't such a klutz. But of course it's me, so I stub my toe on the night stand and start hopping around like an idiot.

"God Bless America, that hurt!" I sit on the edge of the bed to examine my pinky toe and hear Edward start cracking up behind me. He's laughing so hard, he has his face buried in the pillow.

"Shut up. It's not funny," I say as I start to laugh too. "Ass."

I grab the pillow closest to me and whack the back of his head with it, which makes him pop up in shock. He reaches up and takes it from me before I can bring it down again and tosses it to the floor. Then suddenly his warm hands are on the bare skin at my waist. It seems like he's going to pull me close to him, but he wiggles his fingers against me instead. I start almost convulsing, because I'm so ticklish it's ridiculous. I'm sure I made the mistake of telling him this at some point, and now he's testing the theory.

"Okay! Okay! I surrender!" I say while trying unsuccessfully to breathe between his attacks.

I'm quickly flipped to my back, and Edward's hovering over me. "Are you sure about that, Miss Swan?"

Oh, God.

When he says my name like that, it makes all my pink parts tingle. Words fail me, and all I can do is nod slowly.

He gives me that heart-stopping smirk before leaning down and placing lingering kisses all over my neck and collarbone.

"Mmmmm."

He chuckles lightly against my neck. "There's that sound I love."

Love.

That word falling from his lips makes my stomach do backflips.

That's when it hits me.

I'm in love with him.

Shit, I can't tell him that.

I'd see an Edward-shaped hole in the door about ten seconds later.

I mean, we've only been together in person for a few hours. But I just know… I feel it in my bones. The rush of emotion I feel just being able to touch his face and run my hands through his hair. The feelings I have for this gorgeous man are all-consuming. I've never felt this way before about anyone – least of all Mike, which further confirms that I didn't know anything about love back then.

"Bella?" Edward's soft voice brings me out of my thoughts.

"Hmm?"

"You look beautiful in this." He's running one long finger under my midnight blue satin bra strap. "But it needs to come off."

He doesn't have to tell me twice. I arch my back a bit and reach underneath me to unhook the bra. Now that it's loose, Edward slowly pulls it away from my body, which makes me squirm in anticipation.

After he tosses the bra onto a nearby chair, he just sits back and stares at me…well, my breasts.

Hmm, thought he was an ass man. Score one for the girls.

He's so fixated though, that I start to get self-conscious after a few moments and bring my arms up to cover myself.

"Please, don't."

"What is it?"

"Nothing. You're just perfect."

I melt at his words and relax as his hands caress my legs.

My eyes roam from his handsome face to the lean muscles of his beautiful shoulders and arms; then the hard planes of his chest and stomach until they land on…

Oh, my.

He's not covered up anymore. He's completely naked…and still hard.

Duh, Bella. Half naked girl usually equals erection.

He's sitting back on his heels, so I have the full view of him in all his glory.

Now I'll admit that penises in general are not attractive, but this boy…this man has the prettiest one I've ever seen.

It's standing straight up, pointing to his chin and curved slightly toward his stomach.

God, no wonder that felt so good.

It's not huge, which I can appreciate since I'm going to want to taste him at some point. But it's definitely big enough to fully satisfy me…clearly.

Like a moth to a flame, my hand reaches toward it. I have to sit up, which brings Edward out of his boob trance.

"What-" he starts to speak, but his words are cut off by a stuttered breath as my hand wraps around his cock.

Silk on steel.

I'm up on my knees in front of him, and I lean forward to kiss him. I suck and nibble on his lips while slowly stroking him. His hands quickly find my breasts, and he alternates between fondling them and lightly pinching my nipples.

His touch exhilarates me, and I'm gasping into his mouth.

As I speed up my ministrations a bit, I feel one of his hands come down and still me. I pull back and look at him with questioning eyes.

"I need to be inside you," he murmurs before crashing his lips back into mine and using his body to push me back down to the bed. He has to break away to slide my panties down my legs. This simple action turns me on so much that a loud moan escapes me, and my cheeks flush in embarrassment.

Luckily, Edward doesn't seem to notice. He just comes back to capture my lips again in a scorching kiss.

His weight on me is divine. He's all I can see, hear, feel. It's too much and not enough.

"God, Bella, you-" He doesn't finish his sentence before kissing me again. He's rolling my nipples between his long fingers, and I'm pretty much grinding against his leg that's between my thighs.

I feel him shift, and then he's right where I need him to be.

This time he takes his time pushing into me…savoring it.

We both let out a long moan as he sinks in to the hilt, and he buries his face in my neck.

As he begins the delicious push and pull, I feel his lips and tongue touch my neck lightly. I have one hand threaded through his hair, cradling the back of his head and the other splayed out on his back, feeling his muscles move underneath his skin as he moves within me.

It's not long before I feel the tightening low in my abdomen that's begging for release. Edward must be learning my body already, because he stills for a moment, and my orgasm crashes over me as I cry out.

"Yes, baby," he whispers as he begins to move again.

I just let out a soft whimper and kiss the side of his neck. There are no words.

He pulls his head back to look at my face, and I'm awestruck. He looks amazing with his glasses on but with them off I can really see those emerald eyes. Heavy lidded and gorgeous and full of some emotion I can't quite pinpoint…but my heart hopes it's love.

We've begun a slow, sensual dance, both pulling our hips back and languidly meeting in the middle – our bare chests smashed together. There's no rush, no frenzy...but the passion remains.

It's indescribable.

"God, how can this feel so good?" my muddled brain lets out.

"I don't know," he moans. "But it's fucking incredible."

I love you.

My second orgasm sneaks up on me. It's quiet but powerful, and I release with a long shuddering moan. After a few aftershocks, which Edward enjoys just as much as I do, he kisses my lips and lifts himself off me. I pout for a second until I see his intentions.

He sits back on his haunches and lines himself back up with my soaked entrance. Then he hooks my legs up over his forearms and thrusts back into me.

"Oh, fuck!" My head snaps back, and my eyes squeeze shut of their own accord.

The way his dick curves upward is making something heavenly happen inside me as his thrusts continue, deeper and deeper. And there's no stopping the screams coming out of me as his pace quickens.

He props my legs up on his chest with my ankles on either side of his head. As he leans forward, my calves slide across his shoulders, and he brings his hands down to latch onto my breasts. He's squeezing them so hard as he uses them for leverage to keep pumping into me, I'd think it would be painful. But it just sends even more sparks of pleasure rocketing through me.

"Oh God, Bella. Fuck, I'm-" My legs come down, and he collapses on top of me as he comes. The most intense orgasm I've ever had in my life rips through me, and I'm pretty sure I black out for a second or two...or ten.

When our movements cease, we're left in a sweaty mess of heaving breaths and soft kisses on each other's skin. And when he slips out of me, I feel the loss acutely and wish this night would never end.

Edward moves to the other side of the bed and lifts his arm up for me to scoot into his nook. As I snuggle in, I immediately decide this is my new favorite place to be.

He kisses the top of my head and breathes out, "That was…"

"I know."

My hand is resting on his chest, and I can feel his heart still racing. He brings his hand up to cover mine and squeezes lightly.

I smile against his skin, because I love that he can convey a thousand words with the simplest of actions. I feel like holding hands is one of the most underrated things in a relationship. It's one of the most basic ways you can connect to another person, but it speaks volumes.

"Bella?" He sounds worried.

I prop my chin up on his chest so I can see his face. "What is it?"

"I'm-" he starts. He closes his eyes and lets out a heavy breath, and I start to get nervous. Is this where he tells me this was all he wanted, and now it's over?

No, he's not Mike.

"I know you're going to think I'm crazy, but I have to tell you." Now his verdant eyes are looking into mine with a burning intensity.

I gulp. "What?"

"I think I'm in love with you."

All the breath and tension leaves my body and I melt into his side.

I move up to kiss his sweet lips and murmur, "I love you too."

"You do?"

"I do."

"So you don't think I'm crazy?"

"Well, if you are, then we both are."

His smile is huge. "I can live with that."

We lie there for a while just basking in everything that's happened between us tonight.

I can't believe I ever doubted him and what we could be together. He's wonderful.

A few minutes pass, and he decides to get up to grab a quick shower.

I'm entirely too comfortable and boneless to move right now, so I just lie in bed and watch him move around the room naked as the day he was born. He walks toward his bag that's still by the door, and my eyes are glued to his hot-as-fuck ass.

I could definitely get used to looking at that every day.

All my insides quiver at the thought.

The sound that comes out of said ass when he squats down though, makes him freeze. He slowly turns his head toward me with a blush on his cheeks.

I can't help but laugh, because he's so damn cute.

His blush deepens. "Don't laugh at me," he says while trying to contain his own laughter.

"I'm sorry," I get out between chuckles. "But dude…farts are funny."

Twelve year-old boy brain strikes again.

"Yeah well, that's not exactly something I wanted to happen at this particular moment."

Awww.

"It's no big deal. Remember, I'm not a girly girl, so I'm not going to freak out every time you have a bodily function," I remark with a smirk.

"Oh, I'll give you a bodily function," he says as he stands up and stalks back over to me with a predatory look in his eyes.

Again? What is he, a machine?

"What about your shower?" I ask as I pull the covers up to my chin.

"That can wait."

~XXXXX~

I'm soaking in the tub, because three rounds and countless orgasms in less than two hours is a little much, even for a self-proclaimed nympho like me.

Don't get me wrong. He's amazing, but my hoohah needs to recuperate a bit.

When I emerge from the bathroom, I find Edward fast asleep in bed with still-damp hair from his shower.

I have to take a minute to admire his beauty.

I still can't believe this gorgeous man wants me…is in love with me.

I know some people will tell us it's too soon to know if we're in love, but they'll be wrong.

This last piece of the puzzle - this physical connection - was all we needed for everything to fall into place for us.

I truly can't wait to see what the future brings.


A/N: I'd just like to state for the record that multiple O's are not a myth (and remember, Bella has always been lucky in that department) ;)

Story Recs: If You Could Read My Mind by bella c'ella luna - Bella has moved back home to Forks. It's only a matter of time until she crosses paths with Edward Cullen, her former best friend and first love. They both thought that they had moved on... full of angst. All-human, LEMONS. - Complete and amazing.

Torn by bella c'ella luna - Bella has liked Edward for years, but he's never even looked her way. Just when she gives up and begins to fall for one of his best friends, things change. AH, lots of angst, lemons. - Complete - It's a little different, but awesome. You will love this Emmett!

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