A/n: I wish I owned something…but, I don't
Turns out that Bella wasn't quite done …
BPOV Part 2
After watching the movie with Alice all I wanted to do was get home. I couldn't keep my mind on the film; I kept thinking about what I had written. Every time I thought about Edward's hands on my breasts, I felt my nipples get hard and my breasts actually ached. The more they ached, the area between my legs started to throb. I was shifting so much on the sofa trying to ease the ache that I thought Alice would think something was wrong with me. Maybe there is something wrong with me.
When I finally got home and came in the house, Charlie was just making his way up the stairs.
"Did you have a good time, honey?" he asked.
"Sure, Dad. I always have fun with Alice."
He looked at me with curiosity. Did I look guilty? "What is it Dad?"
"I don't know, you look a little flushed. You're not coming down with something are you?"
Eeek! I looked flush from thinking about Edward touching me. I certainly wasn't going to tell Charlie that!
"I'm fine, Dad, just a little tired. I'm going to grab some ice water and head to bed. See you in the morning."
"Good night, honey." He made his way up the stairs.
I pulled the ice tray from the old fridge and banged it a couple of time on the edge of the counter to loosen the cubes. Filling a large tumbler with ice I then filled it with water. Not too full, of course, since with my luck I'd trip and drop it everywhere.
When I got to my room I put the ice water on the bedside table, and then went to brush my teeth and get in my tank and boy shorts that I wore to bed. I knew Edward would be here in about an hour, so I didn't want to fall asleep yet.
I laid on the bed thinking about what I had written.
Johnny placed feather light kisses on the top of Baby's breasts. His hands were gently cupping them as she happily sighed.
Oh, to feel Edward's cool lips on my breasts … it would be wonderful. I closed my eyes to allow my imagination to roam. There were things I'd thought of when we were writing the story, but I couldn't say or write those things in front of Alice.
Edward's cool mouth would kiss my skin. His cold tongue would follow where his lips had been. His mouth would close over my bra above my nipple.
My body arched up, as if it would move my breasts closer to my imaginary Edward. I took my hand and lightly ran it over the top of my tank top, feeling my nipples harden even more than they already were. I moved my hand under my top.
Edward's fingers lightly brush my nipple. I remove my bra and he gives me that crooked smile I love so much. His hands gently massage my breasts as he lowers his mouth. His cold tongue flicks across my pebbled nipple.
Oh, what would that feel like? I'm starting to pant thinking about this. If only I could feel his tongue on me! I turned my head side to side with the aching in my breasts. Seeing the glass of ice water an idea comes to me. Oh my gosh! Could I do that? Yes, I could! I reached over and grasped one of the ice cubes from the tumbler. Putting my hand under my top I lightly rub the ice cube over my breasts. When it touches my nipple I gasp. Holy Crow! That feels terrific! It's like there's some connection between my nipple and between my legs. Let's try that again ….
Yep, there's definitely a connection. Each time I touch the ice to my nipple I arch up and that place between my legs feels … how do I describe it? It feels twitchy. Good, but twitchy. I rub my thighs together trying to relieve it. I want to think about Edward some more. What else did I write?
Johnny knelt on the floor next to Baby leaning over to lightly kiss her belly. He ran his cold tongue around her belly button.
Oh yeah, my imaginary Edward can do that.
Edward moves his mouth from my breasts down, slowly, oh so slowly down to my belly. He runs his tongue in circles around my belly button, occasionally sticking it in.
Crap! I need another ice cube. Okay, where was I?
Edward is licking my belly button. His tongue moves back to my breasts and then back to my belly.
I really want Edward to go lower. Oh man, will he do that when we're married? I really think I want him to. I'm not going to tell Alice that, though. I don't care if we're best friends; there are some things that are just TMI. Tonight this is my fantasy, so I guess I can have Edward do whatever I want, can't I? Maybe I should get another ice cube.
Edward slowly dips his tongue down to the top of my shorts. He runs his tongue just under the edge of the elastic.
Oh my god, that is hot! What else can I have him do?
Edward leans down and runs his tongue up my inner thigh, drawing lazy circles on my skin. He tends to first one thigh, then the other. His tongue lingers at the bottom of my boy shorts, lapping at the juncture of my leg and torso.
Wow, my legs moved apart without me even knowing. How about that? This really feels good. Crap! I'm running out of ice! Only two cubes left, so I better make it good. One for my right hand and one for the left.
Edward moves his cool hand to squeeze my breast and pinch my nipples. His other hand slowly burrows under the elastic of my shorts. He runs his fingers through my curls, and then quickly dips down into my center.
HOLY SHIT!!!!!
In my excitement I pull my hands out from under my clothes sit up and throw what was left of the ice cubes across the room. I lie back down, panting and feeling on edge.
My breathing has just started to slow when I hear Edward climbing through the window.
I sit up so quickly I feel dizzy for a moment.
"Edward" my voice squeaks.
He comes over to the bed and kneels down beside me, concern all over his face.
"What is it, love? What's happened?"
Let's see, can I tell him I pretended an ice cube was his tongue and hands and that I freaked out with lust?
I don't think so.
"Bella, why are you all wet?"
I looked down at myself and saw that my tank top and shorts were soaking wet. I felt myself blush all the way to my toes.
"Guess I spilled my ice water." I improvised. "I'll just grab another set and run to the bathroom and change."
When I get back to the bedroom I crawl up on the bed and cuddle next to Edward. His cool fingers run up and down my arm and I feel his cool lips on my forehead.
"How many days until the wedding?" I ask.
He smiled and pulled me close. I thought I heard him say under his breath "too many."
A/n: Bella just had more to say, even if she didn't write it in her story. Show me the love with the reviews. The sooner you review the sooner Edward's will be done.
