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A/N: Here's the next update for all of you loyal readers! Sorry that this one took way longer. I have a good excuse, though. I've been busy preparing for my baby's arrival. I'm currently at 37 weeks, so it could be at any time now, but more than likely I will go around the time of my due date-last week of February/first week of March, if past experience is anything to go by.
Truly, I hated having to had wait this long to update, as well as respond to all the lovely reviews, but it couldn't be help. Anyways, updating now, and I should be able to give you one or two more to hold you over when I do go into labor.
As ever, my undying gratitude goes out to my wonderful beta, Cheermom, who's made it possible to bring these chapters to you in the best condition possible. She's truly a special part of the journey with my stories.
BTW, readers, I must alert you to the fact that we may be taking a little longer to update these days and its because I'm giving my beta the freedom to take her time with her beta duties. She's usually very prompt and doesn't keep me waiting too long with her revisions, but I am totally on board with her stepping back a bit for now. She recently has gone through a tough time, experiencing personal loss, and I'm totally in support of her need to just take some time. In the grand scheme of things, this is not really as important as real life. So, please be understanding about that as well!
I will continue to give her chapters for this and my other stories, that's not going to change, but I will be patient and wait for her to return it whenever she's ready and available to tackle them with vigor.
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Chapter 9
~Bella~
When Edward kissed me, it was like my whole world tilted off its axis and then righted itself again. I could've sworn I felt the earth move and saw fireworks. It had completely blown me away. The kiss was so good that his lips seemed almost mythical.
It should be illegal for a man to be so handsome and this damn good of a kisser!
My knees literally went weak and I was very thankful to have had his arms around me, holding me up; otherwise, I would've just collapsed right there, becoming a gooey mess. It never felt one-tenth this good to kiss Jacob. Jacob's kisses never made my legs feel like jelly.
For a time, we were lost in our first kiss. Our tongues melding our only focus. I was only vaguely aware that we must've been putting on a damn good show for everyone else in the diner. By blatantly showing this kind of PDA, It occurred to me that Edward's ego must've loved sticking it to the flirty waiter. My mind was also barely registering that I was openly devouring the mouth of a man that I hardly knew.
I was so involved in our passionate kissing that I had almost forgotten to breathe. I finally broke the kiss when I finally realized that I had to take a breath. Kissing Edward had left me breathless and made me feel hot and bothered.
I could go on kissing Edward all day!
I turned my head away in order not to get seduced into putting my lips on his again before I had a chance to inhale in some air, because I was sure that the moment I laid eyes on those luscious lips, swollen from our kiss, I would do exactly that. Surely, Edward needed a reprieve to catch his breath also. That's when I noticed the large sum of money left on the table, more than necessary to have covered our bill and the tip.
Geez, when did Edward find time to pay?
I knew that Edward hated the waiter, so I couldn't understand why he'd choose to leave the waiter such a sizable tip. I tried to grab the excess, but I guess Edward had other things on his mind, the amount of money wasted unimportant to him. He had told me earlier that his family came from wealth, unlike mine which made do with Charlie's meager small town cop's salary, even though he was the police chief; therefore, the cash must have been no big deal to Edward.
The moment he took my hand and gruffly said for me to leave it and come with him, I knew where his mind was, and I realized that I was on the same page as him. We had been building up to this all evening.
It occurred to me that I may not have a lot of time left with Edward, and I'll be damned if I didn't make the most of it. For too long, I had idly stood by and let life happen to me, just stumbling through, instead of actually taking charge of my life, making things happen, and going after what I wanted. That's how the whole Jacob disaster arose. It was time for a change.
This absolutely beautiful stranger, the kindest, most amazing man I had ever met, wanted me-plain ole me. I couldn't see exactly why he'd be remotely interested in me, but I knew that I should take advantage of it now. His eyes looked upon me now like I was the beautiful stranger; the kindest, most amazing woman he'd ever met. In the short time I had known him, Edward had made me feel things that no man had ever made me feel before. He stirred up the woman in me. I wanted him just as badly, so I decided that I would give him all of me and I can have him in return.
Never in my wildest dreams would I have thought I could or would bed someone like Edward, but it was happening. Silent invitations were sent out and we both accepted happily. I knew it was very wrong of me to do, but I didn't want to think about the inevitable consequences. For once, I took charge and just went with my feelings and was going to do what I wanted. It felt liberating.
The way Edward practically dragged me backed to our room made him look like he was a man on a mission. My body thrilled in anticipation of what was to come next. Our make-out session in the elevator only further intensified my need for him.
As soon as we hurled ourselves back inside our room, began to get lost in heated kissing once again, and divested ourselves of some of our clothing, the vixen in me was awakened. There was no reluctance, no doubt in my mind that this felt so right. Gone was the shy, insecure, embarrassed girl that I usually was, who normally would've been hesitant about what we were about to do and squeamish about Edward seeing me laid bare for him. In her place, instead, was a bolder, more confident, and assertive woman. I planned to extract every amount of pleasure I could from this absolutely gorgeous, beautiful, amazing man that stood before me. In turn, I planned to give Edward a memorable experience of his own. Although, truthfully, I lacked in experience, and hadn't quite figured out in my head how I was going to do that. However, the moment I could feel the bulge of his erection against my stomach, a flood of pride shot through me knowing that I was the reason for it, I suddenly knew that my body would instinctively know what to do and let it just take over.
Edward, ever the gentlemen, had asked for my permission. Telling me that we could stop if I just asked. I thought I had already made it very clear that I wanted the same thing as he did. There was no way we were going to stop now. I wanted to have him, needed him, and that's just what I was going to do. However, since I apparently wasn't clear enough, I punctuated my resounding agreement by putting on my hands on his cock, touching him there was something I had wanted to do ever since I saw him prance around half-naked in the bathroom, and by divesting myself of my skirt, leaving me standing before him in just my intimates.
Another wave of pride swept through me as I watched him rake his eyes all over me appreciatively. Of course, I also wanted to ogle his lean, well-sculpted form, as close to perfection as a man would come in my eyes, and so I rid him of his sweats. My eyes looked up appreciatively at his body as well. With his heated gaze upon me, I couldn't help but want a taste of his skin, so I ran open-mouth kisses up the length of his body, relishing in the goose bumps and shivers I caused in my wake.
Our mouths found their way to each other once more and the rest of our remaining clothing came off. I was quite relieved to finally be rid of my damp panties; all the foreplay with Edward had caused them to get soaked. The pool of desire at my center that had been steadily filling throughout the night was now overflowing. Edward seemed relieved as well to have his erection finally free from its confines.
We stood there completely naked and I unabashedly gave him a once-over, marveling at how truly glorious his body was. My suspicions were confirmed that he had a sizable cock.
It really was a sin for a man to be this perfect!
My eyes widened at the sight of him superbly hung, and again knowing that I was the cause, made the fire inside of me ignite even more and made me impossibly wetter than I already was. I knew I had to get him inside of me as soon as possible or I would combust. While fucking up against the door wasn't my first choice, I knew that I was too eager to even wait the few steps it would take us to get to the bed. I jumped up and wrapped my legs around Edward, grinding my hips and rubbing my sex on him, letting him know that I was ready to get things started.
Of course, just as he was about to enter me, was when his conscience crept in and he suddenly thought about protection. It was a valid concern, and at least he was clear-headed enough to have thought about it. In all my lust-induced fog, the thought of having safe sex hadn't even registered as a blip on my radar. I admired him for that, but I was too seduced, too far-gone to even worry about it at that particular moment and I certainly didn't want to have to wait for a condom search. While there was a little part of my subconscious screaming at me to be wise and responsible, there was a larger part of me that told me that I had nothing to be concerned about when it came to Edward. I fully trusted him to have been responsible in his personal life, especially considering he was first to worry about protection. I only ever had sex with Jacob and we had been doubly protected, with Jacob always insisting that he wear a condom even though I was on the pill. I also didn't want to ruin the mood. Besides, Edward had affected me like no man had ever affected me before, I wanted no barriers between us; I wanted to feel all of him inside of me.
It was very irresponsible of me, but I decided to throw caution to the wind and plead with Edward not to worry about it. It wasn't really like me, but I felt I needed to make the most of this probably once-in-a-lifetime experience and was ready to have no holds barred, wild, and dirty sex with this man I was so infatuated with. Lucky for me, Edward acquiesced and we took to the tasks of bringing each other to the heights of ecstasy.
This first round of sex was incredible, made more incredible by the fact that he was so considerate of my needs, making sure to stave off his orgasm just long enough so that I wouldn't be left unsatisfied. As we sat there basking in our post-coital glow, it dawned on me that I still hadn't had enough of Edward. I wanted him again and a desperate need for us to do what we just did once more overtook me.
I attacked his mouth and rubbed my wet center against his crotch to signal without words what my intentions were. My hands greedily roamed down to his cock and I began stroking it, coaxing it to come to life again with my touch. Edward's cock happily obliged me, hardening again in my hands with just a few strokes, eliciting a few wanton whimpers from Edward.
"I don't think I've ever recovered as fast," Edward spoke against my lips. "It's you...only you...you...are...truly...amaze...ing," he uttered in between kisses.
His cock then found its way again into my entrance and no more words were said; the only sounds heard were from our fucking. The world faded away as we lost ourselves to the utmost heights of pleasure there on the floor.
We spent the rest of the night christening practically every surface inside the room. We were both insatiable; our bodies always in need of more from one another, as if the other was a drug that our body craved and had to have. Just when I or Edward thought that we were exhausted and completely spent from the rigorous activity, ready for a fitful sleep, one of us would hungrily kiss one another and the spark inside us would reignite and we'd once again turn ourselves over to the endless vacuum of desire.
The way we were going at it, one would think we were sex-crazed maniacs, finally being able to perform the act once again after having been deprived for so long. In a way, we were like starved addicts, hungrily needing this. We simply couldn't stop ourselves from doing it over and over again. We seemed to be completely addicted to the pleasure and sensations we gave one another, selfishly taking, without any considerations to rest or the toll it was taking on our bodies.
We finally made our way over to the bed shortly after dawn broke, after having me ride Edward roughly to within an inch of his life on the god-awful, uncomfortable chair. After we both climaxed for the umpteenth time-I had already lost track, I wrapped my legs around his waist and pointed to the bed. We were both way past exhaustion at this point, but still very much enthralled with one another. He didn't protest and while carrying me wrapped around him, walked us over, and gently laid me down. He placed himself on top of me, but supported most of his weight on his elbows, then wove his hands through my hair, placing feather light kisses all over my face and throat. He sucked on my earlobe and I let out a wanton moan. He, in turn, let out an erotic groan of his own and again we were both aroused. Who knew that it would take so little to stir us both? I had yet to unwrap my legs from around him, so I grinded myself on him needing to feel the friction. He found a sweet spot at the hollow of my throat, tortuously having the spot the focus of his magical lips, and I, in turn, sucked and kissed along his face, neck, and throat, making my own sensual circuit. We began to pet and kiss, and then joined again, this time making slow, sweet, love until we both had our final releases, which didn't take too long. We then silently expressed our appreciations to one another with one last gentle kiss, both of us knowing that neither one of us could handle any more and now it was time to rest. Edward laid back on the bed, pulling me astride him, then encased me in his arms. I wrapped my arms around him and laid my head on his chest, starting to be lulled to sleep by the sound of his heartbeat. Our eyes then closed and we both finally gave ourselves over to much needed sleep, just as the morning light from the sunrise started to bathe the room.
I awoke roughly a few hours later, the sun already high in the sky, its very bright, mid-afternoon rays streaming through the windows of the room. I had one of the best sleeps I'd ever had, after being rendered completely spent from a night of lovemaking with Edward. The fact that Edward, being the true gentleman that he was, held me throughout our slumber made it even better. As much as I hated to disentangle myself from his arms, I figured that I must.
I sat up and stretched my very sore limbs. Edward and I had really put our bodies through the wringer last night, but I couldn't complain; it was one of the most fantastic nights I'd ever had in my life. Shivers tingled down my spine and I knowingly blushed as I momentarily relived all the debauchery that took place. I wasn't ashamed of what we had done; it felt completely right, even though it was very impulsive of us.
My attention then focused on the delicious soreness at my center. Edward and I had worked my cooter more than it had ever been worked before. I inwardly groaned at the prospect that I'd be walking funny today, like I had been straddling a horse for hours. I suddenly giggled to myself at the thought. In a way, it was as if I had straddled a horse for hours; Edward was a stallion in bed after all.
As fully expected, sex with Edward was amazing, heavenly, and nothing like I had ever experienced before. Edward was definitely a sex-god and only he was able to awaken my inner goddess. Whether the sex was fast-paced, rough, and really just us fucking our brains out, or whether it was slow, sensual, and making love with complete devotion and adoration, the sex was completely out of this world. Both ways had their merits, and it's safe to say that Edward thoroughly explored both ways last night.
I think Edward and I just had this sexual chemistry that rivaled anything written out there in a sleazy, romantic novel. When I would read one of these novels, I would scoff at the descriptions of how grandiose the sex was between the lead characters, thinking that it was just the stuff of fiction, it didn't exist in real life, and were just gross exaggerations. But having experienced what I had experienced with Edward, I knew that the kind of sex actually existed-Edward and I had that kind of mind-blowing sexual connection.
We just seemed to fit together naturally and we knew how to read one another's bodies and reactions, so that was no need for any other type of communication. I could've been wrong, considering that Edward was only the second man I had ever slept with and my experiences with Jacob were nothing compared to my experience with Edward, but I think in Edward, I had found my soul mate in the bedroom.
As I looked upon him laying beside me, still fast asleep and slightly snoring, he looked like an angel, with his soft, relaxed features and the streaming sunlight bathing him in a glow; he looked positively ethereal. I could never really get over how stunningly handsome he was.
I couldn't help but think how Edward was not my beautiful stranger anymore. I sort of knew him now, very intimately, and we shared something quite personal and special last night. Granted I didn't know all the details of his life, just like he didn't know mine, but I think I knew enough to know that things were so right between us and that something much bigger was in store for us on the horizon. It had felt perfectly natural to be waking up in his arms and my mind briefly drifted to how nice it would be to fall asleep with Edward by my side every night then awake to his beautiful face every morning. Deep inside I knew that I'd fallen in love with him already, and it wasn't because of how beautiful he was or the amazing sex we just had. Those were just superficial reasons, the proverbial icing on the cake, if I was to establish a relationship with Edward. In the time I spent with him, talking and getting to know him, I realized how compatible we were and how easy things would be between us. Our time together had really given me perspective on how absolutely wrong things were back in Forks.
While it would've been truly wonderful to establish a relationship with Edward, the reality of my current situation hit me like a ton of bricks. I had some unfinished business back in Forks and a fiancé' I needed to break things off with.
I was about to arise from the bed and further ponder my situation in the shower, when I felt Edward's arms wrap around my middle and his lips giving me the most delicious kisses in a path from my bare shoulder to just right under my earlobe. I couldn't help but angle my neck further towards his mouth to relish what his magical lips were giving. My inner musings about the unfinished business I had were quickly forgotten.
"There you are, baby," Edward muttered against my neck. "For a moment there I thought you had run away from me. I woke up and didn't find you in my arms. It felt very cold and I had gotten a bit scared."
"No," I uttered with a moan. "I've been right here. I wasn't going to run away," again I said with a moan. Edward's sensuous kisses were already having an effect on me and I found myself quite horny for him again.
Damn! I really was insatiable for Edward.
"I woke up a little bit earlier and didn't want to disturb you. You looked so peaceful. I was just sitting here working out the soreness from my limbs, and I was just about to go take a shower," I continued, this time trying to hold back more moans of desire that threatened to escape, since Edward felt compelled to rile me up all over again with the most fantastic kisses focused directly on my sweet spot on my neck.
"Hmmm...I think a bath would be better," he softly muttered against my ear. "I'll be sure to draw you up one," he paused to plant more kisses on the side of my face, jawline, and around my ear. "But first, I think I failed to properly say good morning to you, baby."
"Huh?" I muttered, then turned to face him and looked upon him incredulously. "By the way, it's no longer morning, more like early afternoon and I think you've done very well in saying good afternoon to me," I stated with a wide smile.
"Maybe," he answered with a huge smirk on his face. "But I think I could do better," then he captured my lips in his and gently tumbled us back down onto the bed.
He then maneuvered me comfortably onto the pillows, before tracing a path with his mouth down to my breasts, where he fondled, nipped, and suckled each one till my nipples were taut and I was writhing from the pleasure.
"Edward," I gasped. "Please don't tell me that you're up for that again. So soon after all we did last night? What are you? A machine?"
Edward chuckled before responding, "Well, its true baby that I am up and ready again," punctuating his statement by placing my hand on his morning, or rather afternoon wood, for which I gasped again. "And I will never get enough of your gorgeous self, babe. But I think you need a break for now. I had other things in mind," he concluded with another smirk.
He then trailed a hand down to my sex, rubbing on my mound, and playing with my clit, before sticking a finger inside my slick opening. "Oh baby," he groaned. "So wet for me already."
"I...I...can't...help...it," I began to stutter, as he placed another finger inside of me and began to pump them in and out. "You...y..you...have...that...affect...on me."
"You like that don't you, baby?" He asked and I just nodded, unable to speak at the moment. "Well, let me take care of you, Bella. Let me show you how a goddess like you should be properly greeted when you wake. I have some afternoon delight for you," Edward finished, his voice husky and wanton.
"What? Afternoon delight?" I questioned.
Edward just gave me a megawatt grin and pulled out his fingers from inside my sex, before slinking himself down my body and under the sheets. I then felt his mouth start to trace kisses on my mound, before feeling his tongue sucking on my clit, and then his mouth was at my center's opening, sucking and tasting, taking me down a path into a pleasurable abyss. Then his tongue was back working on my clit and the fingers returned to pump within me some more. He worked out a damn good alternating pattern between his magical fingers and glorious mouth working up my center and driving me higher and higher.
Edward was definitely a sex-god! He was such an expert at this!
I could feel myself get closer to the brink, and my hands of their own volition moved to Edward's head, planting his face firmly on my sex, which was now twitching and wriggling because of how pleasurable the oral sex that Edward was giving me was. Before long, I felt the familiar tickling down at my center and my body shuddered from the force of my orgasm. I keened in satisfaction as I rode the wave, waiting to come down from the ecstasy.
"Oh," was all I could say, having been rendered speechless from the latest climax that Edward had just given me.
A good afternoon to me indeed.
End A/N: Omigosh, I almost forgot something very important! I decided to participate in the Fandom For Floods charity drive to benefit flood victims, especially those that were recently affected with the terrible flooding in Australia. Because I have great online Aussie sisters and some loyal Australian readers, I just felt the need to reach out and help. First time doing so, even though I'm a lesser known author, I understood their need to get help for the charity's compilation. So, I've tamed my fear and submitted an outtake for this story—it's basically the back story of Bella and Jacob's relationship.
I won't be posting this outtake anywhere else for now, and probably not until all is complete with the fic, so if you're interested in getting this outtake ahead of time, included in the massive fic compilation, please check out the details at this site:
fandomsfightthefloods (dot) blogspot (dot) com/ p/ home. html
Chapter 10 tease:
I'd have to be the first to sign-up for Sex With Bella Rehab, or be a part of Sexaholics For Bella Anonymous. Hello, my name is Edward, and I'm a sex with Bella addict.
