AN: So, I really don't have too much to say. I would like to apologize again for the 'The End' joke. I didn't realize how many of you cared about this story so much. I had numerous death threats and threats to kick my ass. I had one person say it would've been a sufficient ending, but she's glad I didn't do it. I won't give her name in case you, the people, turn on her too. :P
I think might have come a little quicker than I had anticipated. I sat down and wrote out a time and realized a week really isn't that hard to fill. I'll talk more about that at the end, so hurry up and read the bloody chapter already! :P
I want to give a shout out to all the girls over at Twilighted Chat. You chicks make my night!
DISCLAIMER: If by now, you haven't figured it out, I'm not Stephanie Meyer and I do not own Twilight. If I owned Twilight, this would be cannon Edward and Bella…only in vampire form. :D
Enjoy!
EPOV
Isabella Marie Swan is the best girlfriend ever. I don't care what you think about your girlfriend or what you've heard about someone else's girlfriend. Bella is the best, hands down.
One of the things that make her amazing is the fact that she took charge of her life and is trying to stand on her own. That is fucking hot as hell, but really, that just adds to the fire that is my desire for this girl. I was proud of her when she asked me to talk to my parents about her moving in. I knew she would've done it herself had she been able too, but she wanted to surprise her father with the news and having my parents show up in the middle of the day would've caused the old lady across from the Swan house to have called Charlie immediately. Bella did what she could and had to do. I am there for everything else.
The second thing that makes my girl amazing is the way she woke me up. A week ago, when we first had our encounter, I thought it would take us a while before Bella was ready for us to move to a sexual place in our relationship. I knew she wanted me to be her first, but I just didn't know when she'd be ready for something like that. With that being said, I was floored when we fooled around the first time. The sweet innocent girl I knew had turned into this sex starved vixen that would take what she wanted from me whether it was up for grabs or not.
I'd been with several girls, but haven't had that many girlfriends. However, no matter the title of the female I woke up beside, none of them have woken me up with a hand job. I should never have put it past Bella to do something like that; especially after the waterfall incident. Bella was a quick learner when it came to playing my body the way she needed it played. …who was I to stop her learning process?
Of course, along with her sexual prowess, came her ability to undermine my resolve. She is very talented at pushing me to limit but stopping right before I do anything crazy. The way she makes me feel is phenomenal, but it wouldn't help to be out of control her first time. I didn't want to hurt her, and I would if I'd lost it before hand. She made me want to rip her clothes off and pound into her like my life depended on it.
The third and final thing that makes Bella amazing is how well she blends with my family. It took me the few years of college to realize how awesome my family is, which meant I missed out on a lot since I was a fucking dumbass as a teenager. Breakfast this morning filled me with such pride and happiness. My siblings and I found our perfect matches. We were lucky. We were even luckier that said matches got along with everyone. It was very simple to forget everything that had happened these past several days in moments like these. It was as if everything was perfect and right in the world, when it really wasn't.
My thoughts stop short when Bella and I arrive at her bedroom. She wanted to finish putting her things away before we sat down with my parents to have our big talk. I have a feeling that everything would be okay as I watch Bella cross the room to straighten her books. I knew she'd be happy here and whatever sadness she experienced, I would take it away as quickly as it arrived.
I take a seat behind her on the bed, leaning back on my hands as I take the time to admire her. My silence must have awakened her curiosity. She looks over her shoulder and grins at me, "Are you sitting there checking me out?"
I grin at her crookedly, "How can I not?"
She stands up a little straighter, causing her ass to poke out. She shakes her hips slightly as she giggles, "Like what you see?"
I lunge for her, pulling her back against me as I sit back on the bed, "Little girl, you're going to push me too far one day," I whisper against her neck.
She shivers slightly, causing me to smile. I like this reaction a lot better than her shy girl routine she had a week ago. I wrap my arm around her waist a little tighter and run my hand from her hip to the inside of her thigh. Her hand lands on mine, entwining her fingers with mine as I move them closer to her core.
She told me she didn't need it this morning, but I knew she did. She was just being responsible and I couldn't fault her for that. Alice walking in on us would've been the worst thing since she'd then have blackmail on me, and I knew Tinkeralice would use it to its fullest. However, she told me we could pick up where we left off later, and it was later.
I felt her hand push against mine, stopping my journey up her thigh. I frown, but before I can ask she turns her face towards mine, whispering against my cheek, "The door is open," her voice sounding a tad breathless.
I growled in frustration, "Tonight, little girl."
She gasps softly, "Tonight?"
I close my eyes and shake my head, "Not for that. I need the house to be empty for that."
I bend my head slightly and kiss her neck, moving up to her ear as I pull both my arms around her, "Tonight," I say in a low voice, "tonight, I'm going to taste you until I've had my fill of you."
She rocks her hips, making her gorgeous ass grind against my cock, "I hope you never get your fill of me," she whimpers.
"Fuck," I stand us up and spin her around, crashing my lips against her. It never fucking fails. She could always bring my resolve down. She was really pushing her luck and she didn't even know it. I couldn't wait much longer before I lost it and had to have her. I would just have to pray to God that I didn't hurt her.
I pull away from her after a moment, "You. Are. Going. To kill me."
She smiles sweetly, "What a way to go, huh?" she finishes with a wink.
I narrow my eyes and swat her ass playfully, "Watch it, little girl."
She groans as she pushes me away, "You're going to fucking kill me."
I chuckle as she turns back to her books. I look at the clothes at the foot of her bed, "Where do you want these?"
She looks over her shoulder, "Um, just throw it all in the drawers over there."
"Yes ma'am."
She laughs softly as she shakes her head and turns back to her books. I grab her jeans and slide them into one draw, then grab her shirts and do the same. I turn back to the bed after I open up her top drawer and smile, "Well, well, well. It looks like I found Bella's panty collection."
She spins around quickly, "Don't you even think about it, Edward!"
I pick up a pair of black lacy boyshorts and hold them up, smiling appreciatively, "When can I see you in these?"
She walks up to me and grabs them from my hand, "Go handle the books and I'll handle my panties."
I wrap my arms around her, pulling her against me, "I'm pretty sure I'll be handling your panties tonight."
She smiles and rolls her eyes, "You won't ever handle all of my panties."
I frown at her, "And why is that?" I ask as I release her and turn back to the pile of underwear, "Do you plan on withholding sex from me?"
I pick up another pair of panties but she quickly snatches them from my hand, "Bella, what the hell?"
She quickly grabs up the pile and walks over to her open draw, throwing them in and slamming it shut. She turns to me as she leans against the chest of drawers, "Not all my panties are sexy, Edward."
She looks at the bed and her eyes get big. I quickly turn and see a pair she missed. Before I can grab them, she dives for them. She crawls up the bed and shoves them under the pillow. I grin at her, "Are you the tooth fairy leaving me a present?"
I crawl up onto the bed and she narrows her eyes at me, "Edward…" she says warningly.
I smile at her, "Come on, baby…"
She shakes her head, "If you love me, you'll save me the embarrassment."
I sit back on my feet and roll my eyes, "What in the hell is so embarrassing about a pair of panties? Bella you could make a potato sack look sexy."
She shuts her eyes, "They're granny-panties, Edward."
I scrunch up my nose, "Okay, that's not sexy."
Her face falls and her shoulders sag as she looks away from me. I quickly grab her legs and pull her to me, causing her to fall on her back. I plant my fists on either side of her shoulders as I hover over her, "Bella, be realistic for a moment. Do you honestly think I care if you own a pair of granny-panties? You're beautiful no matter what. If you were leaning over the toilet vomiting your guts out, sick as a dog, you'd still be beautiful to me, Bella. A pair of granny-panties isn't going to make me less attracted to you."
She smiles up at me sweetly, "You always know how to say the right things…"
I lean down and kiss her forehead, "I just tell you the truth is all."
She grabs the front of my t-shirt and pulls me down to kiss her lips. She pushes me away when she's done with me and winks, "That's what I love most about you."
"So are you going to show me the panties?"
She shakes her head and pushes me off of her, "No."
I can't help but laugh as she gets off the bed and walks over to her panty drawer, throwing them in and shutting the drawer back. She walks back over to her books with her head held high like she thinks she's accomplished something. She turns her back to me to finish with her books. I get up quietly and try to sneak over to the drawer, but she stops me, "Don't even think about it, Edward."
I turn to her and see her back is still to me, "How the fuck did you know…?"
She turns around and grins, "I just did. Get over here where I can keep an eye on you."
I smile at her, moving to help her with her books. With the both of us working on it, we get all her books put away alphabetically, by author's last name, in no time. She flops down on her bed and smiles at me, motioning for me to join her. We lay facing one another not touching, her big brown eyes looking over my face as if she were trying to memorize me.
"How are you doing, baby?"
A small line appears between her eyes as she frowns, "I'll be okay."
"You had me worried yesterday," I whisper.
She smiles softly, "Everything I've done was so that we could be happy, so I could be happy. You had nothing to worry about."
I sigh, pulling her to me. I couldn't stand being this close and not touch her. She curled up to me, holding on to me just as tightly as I am holding on to her.
"Are you sure you're okay, Bella? If you need to talk, I want you to talk to me."
She sighs, "I'll be okay."
I tighten my grip around her, "That's not what I'm asking you, baby. Right now, are you okay?"
She shook her head, clutching onto me tighter, "I'm scared," she whispers.
"Of what?" I whisper back.
"Everything," she fists her hands in my shirt, "I know you love me and I know your family loves me, but at the end of the day, my father doesn't care about me and my mother would rather be with her new husband than have me around. It hurts."
I felt my shirt get wet and I held her tighter. Her small laugh confuses me, "Edward, if you hold me any tighter, I'm not going to be able to breathe."
I smile down at her apologetically, "I'm sorry, babe. I just…I can't stand to see you sad. Charlie will come around. I prefer you stay away from your mother if your step-father is around her, though."
She shrugs and looks down, wiping her cheeks, "I don't know…"
I kiss her cheeks, "Baby, I promise everything will turn out fine in the end," I whisper against her forehead before kissing it.
She sighs, "I wish I had your faith, Edward," she looks up into my eyes, "I don't want you to take this the wrong way, but I just feel so alone."
I can't help but crush her against me, "Tell me what I have to do."
She shakes her head, "It's not that simple, Edward. You can't fix this."
She pulls away from me and gets off the bed, walking towards the end of it where she begins to pace. I sit up, about to get out of bed, but she holds up her hand to stop me, "I've been a good daughter for the past seventeen years. I made good grades, obeyed my parents, and took care of them when it should've been the other way around. For seventeen years, I was okay with this. Then you came along and totally turned my world upside down…or right side up, I'm not really sure. For the past couple of years, I've been building this guy in my head. A guy that takes care of me, treats me like a fucking princess, wants me physically just as much as I want him, and isn't afraid to let me be me. He likes to hold me and makes me feel like I'm everything to him, makes me feel untouchable," she turns to me, "I found all of that in you. I was certain that after a while my father would look past what you did and see that you're everything I've ever dreamed of…but he didn't even give you the chance," she starts pacing again, "Instead of having this being a happy time in my life, it turned out to be so fucking bittersweet."
It hits me then that I should've stayed out of her life. I hear her continue to talk, but I can't get past the fact that all this is my fucking fault. My girl is hurting because of me. Had I just waited until I was a certified doctor with a name for myself that doesn't have anything to do with being Forks' juvenile delinquent maybe Charlie wouldn't have hated me so much.
I get up and stop her pacing. I take her hands into mine and get on my knees in front of her, "I can fix this don't you see? I should've just waited like I wanted too. I knew we were meant for each other, but I was just selfish and didn't want to wait."
She frowns, "What are you saying?"
"I'll leave. I can go back to Seattle and wait for you. You can tell your father that you broke up with me, that I wasn't worth it. You can live your life – "
"In fucking misery," she growls, pulling her hands from mine and walking away, "Did you not just listen to what I told you?! Fuck, Edward! I can't handle you leaving. I won't be able too!"
I plead with her, "Don't you see this would be for the better? If I'm not in your life then your father will get off your case! You can have the normal senior year you were supposed to!"
Her hands clench into fists at her side, "That would be logical if you would never have came into my life! I could do that if I didn't know what I was missing!"
She falls to the floor, "Edward, please…"
I move over to her and pull her into my lap as I sit back on my feet. She wraps her arms around my neck, "I need you to get through this. I won't go back. Not until he sees that you're what I need."
I press my face into her neck as I wrap my arms around her tight, "Bella…"
"Please? Please don't do this, Edward. He's still going to think what he wants about you whether you're here or gone."
I feel her tears on my neck as she presses her face against the crook, "Please, please don't do this to me," she whispers, "I love you so much…"
I sit down on the floor, cradling her in my arms, "I won't. I won't leave you, baby. I'm just trying to make this better for you. You were happy before I came along…"
She shakes her head, pulling away to look in my face. Seeing her tears bring my own to my eyes, "Don't you see, you silly boy? Now that you're in my life, I can't be happy without you. I was happy before, yes, but that was because I was ignorant to your existence. There's no going back now."
I press my forehead to hers, "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to make things worse…"
She shakes her head slightly, "Shh, don't. There's just something ingrained into you that makes you think you have to fix everything even when you can't," she sighs, brushing her lips against mine, "I need you through this. That's how you can fix this. Help me."
I nod, pressing my lips against hers, "Of course, Bella. Anything you need."
She presses her lips to mine, kissing me a little more wantonly. She is right on all accounts. I do have something built inside of me to make things right…only for her, though. Whatever it takes to make her happy. I thought she'd be happier with her father, living out her life like she was supposed to, but I apparently fucked that up for her. I didn't realize I'm everything she'd ever wanted. At least we're on even playing fields now.
A knock on the door pulls us to our feet.
BPOV
Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. My nerves are completely shot and Esme is at my bedroom door. I felt like I was seconds from losing the most important thing in my life. I don't know how he thought that would fix this problem, but he seemed pretty sure about it. I thankfully was able to talk him out of it. I really don't know what I would've done.
Everything feels right here; no doubt. However, at the end of breakfast my thoughts changed. I missed this and I had never really experienced it before. My parents were divorced so I didn't know what it was like to have family dinners or things like that. I had my mom…then she left me for Phil…then I had my dad…and he left me for vengeance. Now, there's Edward, and he almost left me for my own good. I don't know if I could've gone back to him after that…
I turn slightly, wiping my tears so Esme doesn't see them.
"Everything okay?" she asks softly.
I turn back around with dry cheeks and smile, taking Edward's hand, "Yeah, we're fine."
She looks between us, her eyes lingering on Edward, who's looking at me. She looks back at me and nods, "Are you two busy? Carlisle needs to head to the hospital in a couple of hours and we were hoping to talk to you guys before then."
I nod, "Yeah, um, right now's fine."
I take a step forward, but Edward's hand on my stomach stops me, "Give us a second, Mom."
She smiles empathically and nods, closing the door behind her. Edward turns me to him, lifting my face up with his finger under my chin, "I promise to be here for you, Bella. Always. I'm sorry, but – "
I place my fingers over his lips, "I don't want you to apologize anymore. You were just doing what you thought you should. It's okay…now," I tell him with a small smirk.
He smirks down at me, pulling me into his arms and kissing me softly, "I love you, Isabella Swan. Don't ever forget that."
I smile against his lips, "Never."
He kisses me one last time before taking my hand and pulling me out of my room and down stairs for our talk with his parents. Carlisle and Esme are standing in the living room. Carlisle is leaning on the couch while Esme rocks from side to side in front of him with her arms crossed over her chest. Carlisle smiles at us, causing Esme to turn around. Esme motions down the hall, "Let's talk in the office so we can have some privacy."
Edward removes his hand from mine and places it on the small of my back as we walk down the hall behind his parents. The trek is quiet and quick. Carlisle opens the door for us, allowing everyone in first. The office is also a library of sorts. It doesn't have a large collection of books, but the collection takes up a whole wall. There are two large plush couches, two chairs, and a loveseat centered around a dark oak coffee table.
Edward and I take a seat on the loveseat. He places his arm behind me as he watches his parents take a seat in the chairs across from us. Carlisle leans back, crossing his ankle over his knee and spreading his arms out on the arms of the chair. Esme looks between the two of us before locking her eyes on mine, "We have a couple of things we'd like to discuss with you, Bella, and then the both of you."
I nod, pulling my legs up onto the couch and leaning into Edward who quickly drapes his arm over my shoulders. Carlisle smiles sweetly, "First of all, we don't want you to think that you're in any way some kind of burden to us. You love being here just as much as we love having you."
Esme adds, "We think you're a beautiful girl, inside and out, and we want to help you in any way we can."
I smile, "Thank you. I promise that you won't have to worry too much about me. I'll be working down at the dinner on Mondays, Wednesdays, and Sundays. So I can pull my weight around her with any financial aspects."
Esme and Carlisle look at one another before looking back at me with frowns. Esme shakes her head, "Nonsense. We won't take a penny from you."
I quickly explain myself, "I just meant for food and personal things like shampoo and soap, just – "
Esme cuts my off, "Bella stop."
I pull both lips into my mouth, effectively silencing myself. She sits up straight, "Here's the deal, Bella. When we agreed to take you in, we did so with the intentions of treating you as our daughter. That treatment entails free use of everything in this house, just like the rest of the children. Also, we'll take care of your food and personal items. That money that you made from the diner is strictly for your entertainment purposes. If you want to go to the movies, use that money. If you want to buy some new book, use that money. However, when school starts, Alice, you, and myself will go clothes shopping where you will not use that money. The gas for your truck will be from our money. Do you understand?"
I frown, shaking my head, but Carlisle doesn't let me argue, "This isn't up for discussion, Bella. You've made an adult decision, but you're still a child. We're here to help you."
I felt the tears prickle at the back of my eyes as I shake my head again, "I can't accept this. I just…this is all too perfect."
Edward squeezes my shoulder, pressing a kiss to the top of my head. Esme smiles happily, "It's the least we could do, Bella."
Carlisle leans forward, "We would also like you to think about leaving the diner once school starts. It's important to us that you graduate with high marks."
I nod, "I was thinking about taking the afternoon shifts once school started, maybe during the weekends. I would like to keep it, even if it just means working every Sunday."
Esme nods, "We'll see how your grades are while working one day a week and proceed from there."
I nod, accepting the compromise. Esme and Carlisle look at one another before turning back to us. Carlisle clears his throat, "And this is where you come in, Edward."
Edward smirks. I roll my eyes as I look back at Carlisle and Esme. Carlisle folds his hands together, "Your situation is different from Emmett and Rosalie's. We have no responsibility over Rosalie and her choices. We're not her guardians. With you moving in here, Bella, you are essentially becoming a member of our family. We look out for you and your well being. You are equivalent to Alice. We wouldn't allow Jasper to spend the night over here, or if be some chance he did stay, he wouldn't sleep in her bed. Last night, we let it slide because of your emotional state. However, tonight I would like you to sleep in your own bed, Edward can accompany you, but come Monday night, there will be no sleeping in each other's bed. Is that understood?"
I nod, "Yes, sir."
I look up at my silent boyfriend and see his lips pressed together in a tight line, his eyes slightly narrowed. He looks down at me and his features soften, "Yeah, gotcha."
I give him a small smile, hoping to encourage him. He winks at me before turning back to his parents. Esme adds, "We'll be going away this weekend. Carlisle has a convention to attend in Seattle on Saturday morning. We plan on leaving Friday night and coming back Sunday afternoon. The house will be left to you two and Alice and Emmett."
Carlisle takes a deep breath, "Bella, this is a personal question, and I would highly appreciate a direct answer," I nod, "Are you on birth control?"
I nod again, "Yes, I am."
Carlisle and Esme sigh breaths of relief. Carlisle clears his throat, "It would be foolish of us to tell you to stay in your separate beds, just like it will be foolish of us to tell Alice not to invite Jasper over, but we ask that you be careful in everything you do this weekend."
They both gave us pointed looks. I feel like I'm being pressured into having sex all of the sudden. Edward and I nod. Esme sighs, "With that being said, we don't want to walk in on anything. We don't want to know about it. If we don't know about it, then it obviously isn't happening. Are we clear?"
We nod again. Carlisle stands, "Alright. Now that this awkward situation is over, I'm going to get ready for work."
Esme and Carlisle walk out of the office, leaving Edward and I staring at their empty chairs. I can't help but start giggling which spurs Edward's loud laughs. After several minutes, our laughter dies off. Edward sighs, pulling me against him, "Dad was right, that was pretty awkward."
A left over giggle escapes as I agree, "Yeah, just a little."
He presses a kiss to my forehead, "So it's a reasonably sunny day outside and we've got about three hours of it left, what do you want to do, Ms. Swan?"
I think for a moment, "Hm, how about we get a book and got to the garden and lie in the sun and read."
Edward scrunches his nose, "Not a big fan of the sun, personally, but I am a fan of laying with you somewhere."
I frown, "What do you have against the sun?"
He takes on a slightly evil air, looking up at me through his eyelashes and smirking devilishly, "It reveals my true nature, Bella."
I roll my eyes, "Well, I'd love to see your 'true nature', so come on!"
He chuckles softly as he follows me upstairs, "Pick out a book and I'll grab a blanket."
I do so and walk back downstairs to the kitchen, grabbing a bottle of water out of the fridge. I take a look around the kitchen and smile. It is very big and stocked with all kinds of kitchen appliances. I decide to make a thank-you meal for the Cullens. It's the least I could do; give Esme a night off from kitchen duties.
Edward walks into the kitchen with a fuzzy plaid blanket, "Ready?"
I smile and nod, grabbing my book off the counter and tucking it under my arm to free up my hand. Edward takes it as he leads me out the back door towards the gardens. We find some shade under a tree and spread the blanket out underneath it. Edward sits down against the tree and I sit in between his legs, leaning against his chest. Edward wraps his arms around me as I open the book, propping it up on his arms, "So I was thinking about making dinner for everyone, and I wanted your help."
"I'd love too. What did you have in mind?"
I shrug, "I don't know, I hadn't thought that far in advance. I just thought of it when I walked into the kitchen for the water."
He hums thoughtfully, "I would love some of that chicken parmesan again."
I smile, "Really? You liked it that much?"
He scoffs, "I loved it, Bella. You're a great cook," he tells me with a kiss to my ear.
I smile a little brighter, "Good, then I'll make that again. When's a good night?"
He's silent for a moment before saying, "Tuesday."
"Great. I can't wait for Tuesday."
He chuckles softly as concentrate on my book, "Are you reading with me?"
"No."
"Then what's the point of us being out here with a book if you're not going to read it with me?"
His arms pull me a little tighter to his chest as he sits forward. He spins me around sideways and takes the book from my hand. He closes it and sets it to the side before looking me in the eyes, "You're right. I have something better I want to do that I think you'll enjoy."
Before I can say a word, I'm on my back with Edward hovering over me like he was earlier. He puts all his weight onto one arm and moves his other hand up my shirt, pushing his hand under my bra and palming my breast. I moan at the feeling, but catch myself. We're in the middle of his mother's garden. I place my hand on his chest, "Edward, we can't do this out here."
He bends down and presses hot, wet, open-mouthed kisses to my neck, "You aren't stopping me this time, little girl," he says in a low voice once he reaches my ear.
Ugh...so good.
He grabs the bottom of my shirt and pulls it up, pushing my bra over my tits along with it. Within seconds his lips were attached to my nipple while his free hand palms my other breast. My hands dive into his hair, pulling him closer to my chest as my back arches off the blanket. After a moment he pulls away from my nipple, kissing around the swell of my breast before switching his mouth and hand and taking as much time lavishing that nipple as he did the previous.
He moves down after another moment, kissing his way down my stomach until he gets to the top of my jeans. His hands come up to the button and I grab them, "Edward…someone could walk out here."
He grabs my hands and pins them down above my head, "Bella, I told you there was no stopping me this time," he moves my wrists into one hand and presses his lips to my ear as his free hand goes back to unfastening my jeans, "It's my turn to pleasure you. Now shut up."
He kisses me fiercely after that, causing me to moan loudly into his mouth. He pulls out of the kiss, "Keep your hands right here, little girl, or I'll tease you until you're furious."
I bite my lip and close my eyes, keeping the loud moan building inside me at bay. I just nod my head to tell him I would keep my hands where they were. He chuckles softly, "Good girl."
He releases my hands and moves back down my body, yanking my open jeans down my legs with my panties right with them. I see him smirk as he fingers the waistband of my pale pink lacy boyshorts, "So fucking sexy…" he mumbles.
He pulls my jeans and panties off my feet and sets them to the side. He spreads my legs open wide and licks his lips before diving into me. His lips latch onto my clit as his fingers start pumping in out of me. His free hand grabs onto my breast and starts pinching and twisting my sensitive peak. I bite down on my lip to try and stay as quiet as possible even though my body wants to scream out. I'd been wound up since this morning.
There is something about giving Edward oral that always makes me wet. He's totally lost in the pleasure and it makes him so beautiful. I rock my hips against his face, causing his hand to leave my breast and press down on my abdomen, "Stop moving," he commands me.
God, help me. That shit is too hot…
He removes his fingers from my entrance, bites my clit gently, and then moves his mouth south, fucking me with his tongue. How anyone is supposed to sit still with that, I don't know, but I have to do what he says.
"Please…I need to come…"
He removes his tongue from my entrance, "I'm not stopping you, baby."
He thrusts his fingers back inside of me, pumping a faster rhythm and he sucks roughly on my clit. His hand moves from my abdomen back to my breast and starts pinching my nipple again. His fingers curl inside of me, hitting a certain heavenly spot deep inside. At the same time, his teeth scrape against my clit and it happens. My body lights up, tingling from head to toe. The gentle pull above Edward's face releases and I fall over the edge.
Once the sensational feeling is over, Edward brings me back down to earth with gentle swipes of his tongue against my sensitive skin. He presses his forehead against my pelvic bone before showering it and my inner thighs with kisses. I smile lazily, "Can I touch now?"
He smirks at me, kissing his way up my body. His hands run up my arms as he lays his weight fully on top of me. It's hard to breath, but I can feel every inch of him against me. He kisses me languidly, entwining his fingers with mine above my head. He pulls out of the kiss a moment later, lifting himself off of me enough to hover above me, "Yeah, you can bring your arms down now."
He kisses me softly again as I wrap my arms around his neck, pulling him back down to me. We kiss like this for a moment before he moves off of me, "Come on, we need to get back inside. Mom should be starting dinner soon."
I stretch out, feeling amazingly relaxed like usual after Edward gets me off. His eyes rake over my body, bringing his hand to run down my side. He bends down and starts kissing me everywhere: stomach, breasts, hips, belly button, up and down both sides. He turns me onto my stomach, kissing my back, down over my ass, and legs. He kisses the bottom of my feet before rolling me back over, "You need to get dressed. Now."
I nod, knowing his control is waning. I am extremely nervous about this weekend, because I'll finally have Edward completely. I knew it would be amazing no matter what everyone said. I didn't expect to get mine, but I knew he'd take care of my orgasms beforehand. This isn't about getting off. This is about connecting in the most intimate way. This is about being together completely: mentally, physically, and emotionally. I knew it would hurt. Edward was endowed. Not like a porn star, but he had something to brag about. I also knew that my body would open to him. It would be painful and uncomfortable, but once it was all over, he would take care of me. He would take his time and do it right. I had every faith that my weekend with Edward would be miraculous, and I couldn't fucking wait.
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And there ya have it. I did some timelineing and found that we've got 5 to 6 chapters left, and man are we going to cover some ground in those chapters. That's all I have to say about that for now.
I know you guys don't want to hear that, but I like to prepare people for the ending. :D
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