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It was never mine and never will be, sadly.
A/N: Well the poll is closed and the results are...you get a sequel to Stay. Only a few people voted but I understand why. I'm not that popular. Not like Lalina, Snowqueens Icedragon or TeamBella23. There's a new poll up asking what you think the title for the sequel should be. Go vote!
Lemon alert!- I got my inspiration from some books and some fanfics I've read. It took me forever, it's long and my friend said it was hot. So...I'll let you decide.
GITM Playlist Chapter 10: Make You Feel My Love-Adele's version
Previously:
"Bella, you make it sound like we're doing a science project."
"I'm sorry, I'm just nervous. When I usually did this, I was instructed to lay down."
"God, if that I knew that asswipe earlier, I'd have kicked his ass and stole you from him then showed you how I make love to a girl."
"Well, he's not here now, you are so...let's go home and you show me. How do you do it?"
"You're in for it, baby."
- - - G I T M - - -
When the rain is blowing in your face,
And the whole world is on your case,
I could offer you a warm embrace
To make you feel my love.
When the evening shadows and the stars appear,
And there is no one there to dry your tears,
I could hold you for a million years
To make you feel my love.
- - - G I T M - - -
EPOV
How can I be nervous? There's no reason I should be nervous. Can you tell me why I'm nervous? Who am I?
You're Edward Cullen. You're nervous because it's her.
Right. And I love this girl and I know how to make her feel good.
Yes, you do.
Oh, God, I'm gonna barf.
No you won't.
What if I hurt her? What if I suck in bed? I've had other girls and they seemed to like it. Oh, right, they were just flings but still.
You won't hurt her. You won't suck. I'm sure they did like it, you're you. Yes, they were.
"Shut up, conscience. Why am I even talking to you? You make me sound like an arrogant ass."
Because I have all the answers and sometimes you are.
"Edward, are you okay?" Bella's voice broke in.
"What? Oh, yeah, I'm fine."
"Who were you talking to?"
"Would you believe me if I said Jiminy Cricket?" I asked her, hopeful.
"Edward, you're not a little wooden boy."
"I was talking to-"
"I know," she grinned. "Do you want to go inside?"
"Yeah."
I got out then walked to the other side of my car. I opened her door, picked her up, gripped her hair, tilted her head back and crushed my lips to her soft ones. It was fire, fused with passion, hunger, the sweet taste of her, unlike any other kiss we've shared. Her hands dove into my hair, clenching, tugging as soft whimpers came out around our fused mouths. I took her mouth again and again, lips and tongues melded, stroked and sucked. I shakily walked to her front door turned the knob a litte and kicked it open, apologizing for any damage ahead of time with a nip to her lips.
Her nails scratched at my neck as I stumbled to her love seat, landing on top of her in heap, panting against her neck. "God, baby, what are you doing to me?"
"I want you."
"You'll have me." Her shirt, so tight it was like a second skin was peeled up and off of her, revealing a sheer, peach bra. I could see the faint outline of her nipples through the fabric and her hair was splayed out above her head like a crown of chocolate silk. I cupped one soft mound, feeling the tip tighten into a spiky under my palm. She sucked in a breath and I lowered my head, raking my teeth along her neck as a involuntary growl rumbled in my throat. Bella's head fell back, baring her throat for more.
"I need you, Edward."
"God, Bella." I nipped at her neck, my fingers drifting to her nipple, tugging and twisting it between my fingers through the fabric of her bra. With gasp from her lips and a turn of her head, her hips pressed into the thigh that was between her legs. I felt myself harden as her hands frantically pulled up the cotton skirt and she ground herself into my thigh. I moaned, dropping head back into the crook of her neck, her heat burning my skin through my shorts.
"Shirt...off...need...skin against mine."
"Hold on, baby." I sat up, whipping my shirt off only to look back down at her, discovering the front catch of her bra was open and her breasts were bare, heaving. I swept my hand over them, "Oh, my God."
"This couch is too small," Bella panted. "Floor. I need the..floor, Edward."
I nodded, gulping and lifted her and rolled to the floor, making sure my body got the most impact. I didn't want her to get bruised. The journey to the floor seemed like forever. We ended up in front of her coffee table and I was content with that, I don't think we would make it to her bed even if we tried. Her fingers went to the button of my shorts, flicking it open and pulled the zipper down. I kicked my shorts off and we both were left with just two scraps of material separating us.
"Come here, baby. I want these off. I can smell how sweet you're gonna taste. You always have the sweetest scent." She scooted forward and arched her back as my fingers hooked into the sides of her panties.
"Edward...no one's ever...no one's ever done that to me before."
I stopped, "What? No one's done this to you?"
"No. Pa..my ex said he didn't like how everything smelled down there."
"God, what else is there about that dick I don't know?"
"He never really loved me."
"Well I really love you. How he feels doesn't matter to me."
"I love you, too," she whispered. No matter how many times she says that, it'll never get old. It makes my heart squeeze every time.
"Tell me if anything feels uncomfortable and I'll stop, okay, baby?"
She nodded and opened her legs slightly as I pulled her panties off. I positioned myself between her thighs and looked up at her. She was leaning on her elbows, head tilted forward, eyes nearly black and filled with lust, watching me. My girl was completely naked, her creamy skin flushed a dark pink. "I'm ready."
"Okay."
I leaned forward and applied damp kisses to the insides of her thighs, her scent stronger the closer I got to the prize. My tongue flicked at the tender flesh between her thigh and her mound. I finally decided to stop teasing her so I hooked one leg over my shoulder, bent the other and laid it to the side so she was spread open then I dove my tongue in and licked her from entrance to clit.
"Oh, God, Edward! Mmmm..."
"Like that, baby? God, you taste so sweet."
"G-good, s-so good."
I dragged my tongue through her slit again, really tasting her. It was amazing. She had the best taste; salty and sweet. Her folds were swollen and flushed to a dark pink, almost red, and her clit was peeking out from her slit, it was so engorged. I kissed it softly then licked her again then sucked her clit into my mouth, flickering over the little bud as I drew on it. Her hips bucked and her back arched as I pressed two fingers inside her snug, tender entrance to the needy tissue beyond.
"OH GOD!" Bella's head fell back, her chest heaving.
Her fingers dug in to the carpet. My tongue tortured the slick nub as my fingers worked inside her flesh, caressing and stroking the inner muscles until she was writhing and panting and breathing out my name. She was almost there, I could feel her start to clench around my fingers. Her juices flowed around me, I could feel her need.
"Not enough. More, Edward. Please, please, more."
I growled and thrust my fingers hard and deep inside the trembling grip of her inner tissue. I raked my teeth over her clit and clenched it between my teeth then pressed on it. She exploded. A loud cry came from her lips and her entire body stiffened and jerked as the orgasm rattled through her. I pressed my hips into the carpet, stifling my own release. I didn't want to come like this, I wanted to do it inside her and I still had my boxers on anyway. I drank up her juices and swallowed, licking away every trace from her folds and from my lips.
She quickly recovered and sat up on her knees, fingers going to my boxers. I covered her hand. "No, baby. I want to do that inside you. I need to be inside you."
"Take them off. I need you...now."
I took them off. She pushed me off my knees so I was sitting on my ass, up against the larger couch. "Protection?"
"In my wallet."
She leaned over and opened my wallet, plucking the condom out of it and ripped it open with her teeth. I made a move to lay her down but she stopped me. "Other way around," she gasped. "Mine." Bella rolled the latex down my erection and positioned herself above me, knees on either side of my thighs. I gripped her hips and slowly slid her down, sheathing myself in her tight, wet heat.
"F-fuck, baby. God, so tight. I knew you'd feel so damn good." My head fell back, hitting the cushion of her couch. She stopped, trying to adjust to my size. I thrust involuntarily and she moaned.
Her hips lifted slowly and then pushed back down, gripping my shoulders. She began to rise and fall on me. Suck in a breath and lift. Push back down and whimper. Swivel of the hips, teeth at my neck. Bella leaned forward and kissed me softly then fell back down. Lift of the hips, fall of the hips, whimper, teeth at my neck. It felt like an agonizingly pleasurable, never-ending process. I bit my tongue and endured her torture, I threw my head back against the sofa and felt Bella lean in to kiss and nip on my neck once again. message.
"I love you," she husked.
"I love you." I do love her but this slowness was killing me. I couldn't take it anymore. I needed control of this. I grabbed her waist, placed her above me on the couch, settled between her legs and thrust inside her once more.
"Ah huh," she whimpered. Her breath quickened and when her eyes opened, the nearly black pools filled with lust and heat.
"You're mine, Bella. Mine."
"Yours. Yes just please...more."
"Grip the arm, baby."
She did as she was told and opened her legs wide, the right one over the back of the couch. I placed my hands under her ass and began lifting her up and down as I drove my dick slowly into her dripping channel. I kissed her hard and then sucked a nipple into my mouth, laving it, soaking the throbbing tip as I pumped inside her. I was marking what's mine. She was my girl, my baby, my fiancee, mine.
"Ah, Edward!" she yelled.
Bella pulled my face up and plunged her tongue into my mouth, both of us eating each others cries of rapture in the kiss. She gasped, moving her hips to match mine. "Oh, right there," she moaned, grabbing my hair as I pumped faster, before slowing down and thrusting in deeper. I pulled out, leaving just my head in, before driving in deep and slow. I pivoted my hips, hitting a spot, causing her breath to catch and inner muscles to convulse. I flipped us over and had her now on top of me and plunged back in hard as my hands caressed her body; breasts, belly, clit. Bella's groan came out slow, long and deep. She arched her body back and then she fell forward, holding on to the arm above my head as she matched every pump of my hips.
"Kiss me," I ordered. She pressed her lips to mine and a drop of sweat dripped from her chest on to mine and gripped her hips, sliding her back and forth over my length.
"Mmm, ah," she moaned, pressing her head to mine. She swiveled her hips and I grabbed onto her shoulders and pulled her flush to my chest, pumping in to her and feeling her begin to clench and grab me.
"You gonna come for me, Bella?" I asked. I felt the clenching, she was about to burst. "Come on. Come for me, baby." She groaned and exploded which set me off. Her cries were muffled from my mouth and I gripped her hips and held her close to me as I exploded, seeing stars burst across my vision. My head was thrown back against the arm and my grip on her tightened as my hips thrust hard into her.
"Bella," I groaned out her name as she slid up and down, milking my orgasm out of me. I lifted her off me and pulled the condom off, wrapping it back up in the wrapper. I laid with her in my arms, wiping the damp hair from her head and kissed her temple.
"Wow," she giggled. "That was..."
"Outstanding."
"I love you, Edward."
"I love you, too, sweetheart. So much."
"Round two?" she asked. I couldn't believe how eager she was.
"Definitely."
An hour later, I carried my exhausted and sated fiancèe to bed. We fell asleep instantly in each other's arms.
6: 55 AM the next morning...
I was awake, watching my beautiful girl as she slept when a text dinged on my phone and I checked it. It was from Peter. He was the store manager for my store in Yakima. About a hundred and twenty or so miles from here. He'd been working there for about two years to support his wife Charlotte and little son Alistair. He was an exccellent store manager and he was paid well. His wife was a second grade teacher at the local school. Peter was blond, along with Alistair and Charlotte had brown hair. The last time I saw her, her hair was cut short, pixie-like and they all had blue eyes.
You're needed. Someone busted out a window last night and took the Fender that was on display. -Peter
I'll be there this afternoon. -Edward
"Shit, shit, shit!" I cursed, immediately regretting it. I got up anyway and threw my shirt and shorts back on.
I saw Bella stir and she turned over, her eyes fluttering open. "What's going on?"
"I have to go, baby."
The color in her face drained and her eyes filled with pain. I didn't understand. "You promised you wouldn't hurt me."
"And I meant that. I don't understand what you're saying, sweetheart."
"You're leaving me. You're bored with me. I knew I couldn't keep you for long! I mean I'm not pretty and I'm not thin like most girls. Like Gianna! You're going to Gianna, aren't you?" Her bottom lip quivered as her eyes filled with tears and fell down her cheeks.
"What? No, I'm not going to her! Bella, what's gotten in to you?"
"You said you have to go. That means you're leaving me."
"Oh Jesus, Bella, I'm not leaving you. I just have to go to somewhere. Why would I do that?"
"Where're you going?" She pulled the sheets over her breasts further.
"I have to go to Yakima. One of my stores was broken in to. Peter, the store manager, just texted me five minutes ago," I sighed and climbed on top of her, brushing her hair back from her face. "If I was going to leave after sleeping with you, we would have done that earlier and I'd already be gone. You're overreacting."
"I'm sorry. I guess my insecurities got the best of me."
"You have nothing to be insecure about, baby. I'm marrying you. Time and time again I've told you how beautiful you are and how much you mean to me. I wasn't lying."
"I'm sorry, I don't know why I'm feeling like this now."
"Stop apologizing," I brushed my lips across her forehead, her neck, her collarbones and the tops of her breasts before I kissed her lips.
"How far is Yakima from here?"
"About two and a half hours away."
"I'm gonna have separation anxiety issues. How long do you have to stay there?"
"Only two days, baby."
"Damn," she huffed.
"You'll be the first that'll know when I get back."
"I'm going to miss you. A lot."
"I'm gonna miss you, too. I love you."
"Well that's good."
"Smartass," I grinned and pressed another soft kiss to her lips. "I love you, Bella."
"I love you, too."
I gave her one more kiss, kissed her ring finger and slid off the bed to walk out the door. "Bye, sweetheart."
"Bye," she smiled and blew me a kiss.
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BPOV
2 days later...
I can't believe I freaked out after what we shared that night. He promised never to hurt me and what do I do when he has to go somewhere? I jump to conclusions, not let myself hear everything he's saying and I freak out. The only words my mind focused on were "I have to go..." I let the fear of being left encompass me knowing he'd never do that. He waited two years just for me. I'm his fiancee for crying out loud!
A text message interrupted my thoughts. It was from Edward.
You believe that I would never leave you, right? I've waited too long for you to do that. What kind of man would that make me? Don't ever doubt the extent of my committment and my love for you. I miss you so much right now. I can't wait to come back to you, to hold you in my arms again. I love you, baby. xoxo -E
I smiled and texted him back.
I love you, too, Edward. So much. I know that you'd never do that. I just have my insecure moments from time to time. I can't wait to see you tonight. I miss you like crazy! -B
I'm getting in my car right now and coming back to you. I haven't slept well for two days. -E
I haven't either. -B
I can't stop thinking about you and your beautiful body, all flushed and pink, writhing above me. Such sexy curves and they're mine to touch, kiss and lick. I'm hard just thinking about it. -E
I quietly moaned and squeezed my thighs together, trying to make the delicious ache between them somehow lessen then answered. I thoroughly enjoyed myself. Hope no one catches me blushing. -B
God, I'd kill to see your skin turn that miraculous color of pink. You're pink all over, just different shades. *wink* -E
I like that you think I'm sexy. -B
You are. You're so sexy. -E
*blushing* -B
Don't tease me. -E
I'll see you in a couple hours. -B
Can't wait to hold you. -E
:) -B
I'll see you later, gorgeous. -E
Okay. Love you. xxxx -B
Me too. Always. -E
Edward would be back today and I wanted to look casual yet nice. So this morning, I braided my hair to the side, put on light blue denim ankle jeans, a purple printed halter top, and matching flats. I also applied mascara to my lashes and pale pink, six hour lip gloss. It gave my mouth a permanent wet look.
Oreo was running around the store doing his daily exercises and I had missed him after two days. He stayed with Carlisle and Esme. He didn't need to witness what Edward and I had done the other night, it would be too inappropriate for his puppy eyes. He had two little beds, two sets of food bowls, two bags of training pads, and double toys: one set for my house and one for wherever he stayed. My little guy was spoiled. He had a mommy that loved him, he was a happy boy.
"Oreo, are you done yet, mister? Hmm?"
He stopped, cocked his head to the side and looked at me before continuing his laps. He ran around my stool, weaved in between the bookshelves, around the back and then plopped himself in his bed, panting. I'm not letting his hair get long, it will be cut 'cause he's a boy and he doesn't need to wear a ponytail on his head.
I laughed and shook my head. The bell above my door rang and in waltzed Alice and Rose, looking like they had just come from an important meeting even though they didn't have serious jobs. Make-up applied perfectly, Alice wore a ruffled white top that showed clevage, a pink draped pencil skirt and strappy pink heels while Rose had on a gray top, cropped black trousers with gray and black, peep toe heels. Both of them had their hair in buns at the back of their necks.
"Hey, B!" The both of them squealed. "Hi, little man."
Oreo looked at them and flipped on his back for tummy scratches. They complied and looked at me as I spoke. "Hey, what's with the get-ups? You look like you came from interviews."
"We like to look successful every once in a while," Rose answered, walking over and leaning against the counter.
Alice joined shortly after. "Yeah, it makes me feel important. We feel like somebodies."
"But you are somebodies to me and your loved ones. Shouldn't that be enough?"
"Somebodies to the outside world, Bells."
"Ok. Whatever you say."
"Oh. My. God!" Rose gasped. "You got laid!"
"What?"
"You had sex! You little tramp, why didn't you tell us?"
"Ew, Rosalie, that's my brother," Ali gagged.
"How can you tell?" I asked Rose, giving the truth away.
"You're glowing, you're smiling this big goofy grin, you seem more relaxed. You got laid. How was it? Who initiated it? Did you climax?"
"Rose, Rose, you're rambling. Al, are you going to be disturbed if I tell Rose?"
"I'll try to tune you out."
"Okay...um we both kind of initiated it. It was amazing and yes, I climaxed."
"I'm trying so hard not to listen..." Ali trailed off.
"I don't know what got in to me, I just...I practically ripped my clothes off and got all dominating with him. We didn't even make it to the bedroom. It all happened on the floor and the two couches. Mostly the big one."
"Ew, your furniture is tainted," Rose grimaced. "I'm not sitting on that fucker ever again."
"How many times?" Alice asked.
"Twice."
"Damn," she held up her hand for a high five. "You scored!"
"But then he had to leave the next morning and I had a mini breakdown 'cause I thought he was leaving me and going to Gianna."
"Who's Gianna?" Rose questioned.
"That Italian bitch that insulted me about a month ago. I haven't heard from her since. Edward cussed her out but I didn't understand a word of it, it was all in a different language."
"Speak of the devil," I gestured to the door. In walked Gianna Sorrentini wearing the most hideous orange boots I had ever seen in my life. Her fakeness was on full display today: fake breasts, nails, lips.
"Dio. Non ho mai capito facile, faccio?" she sneered, rolling her eyes. A gasp and a yip of pain filled the room as I saw her foot connect with Oreo's side.
"Why did you just fucking kick my dog? He didn't do anything to you!" I fumed, picking Oreo up, tucking his little head under my chin as he whimpered.
"He pissed on my galosh."
"It's a waterproof shoe. It slides right off. Jesus."
"It's disgusting."
"No," Rose interjected, "what's digusting is the color of those boots. What were you thinking?"
"You seriously need to rethink the footwear there, sister," Ali added. "Fugly color. Doesn't go well with anything."
"They were two hundred dollars," Gianna screeched, earning a smirk from both my friends.
"Hey, you're the one standing on his training pad," I exclaimed. "And it's not his fault your leg looks like a traffic cone. I should call the Humane Society for that. You had no right to kick my puppy, you abusive snob."
"You're just yelling at me because that dog is the only man you'll ever have in your life."
"Uh, hello," Alice snapped, "do you not see the rock on her hand? Where the hell is she gonna get a three carat diamond ring if not from a man? She'd never buy it for herself, stupid woman."
"Who's her fiancé?"
"My older brother, Edward Cullen."
"Hah!" Gianna snorted, throwing her head back. "Edward is not her fiancé. He doesn't go for pudgy women."
I'd had enough of this. "Alright, you witch, I took the verbal abuse the first time I met you but this is the last straw. You don't know anything about me, size eight is not that big, there's nothing wrong with curves, and this is my bookstore so if you don't have any business being here, kindly get the fuck out and don't let the door hit you where the good lord split you!"
"I agree." My favorite voice echoed from the door.
"Edward!" I got off the stool and launched myself into his arms.
"There's my beautiful girl."
"I missed you so much."
"I missed you, too, baby." He ran his hands down my back and placed them under my thighs to hold me in place as we hugged.
"Are you fucking kidding me?" Gianna screeched again.
"I don't kid when it comes to Bella, Gianna," Edward answered smugly. I kissed his chin and burrowed my face in his neck.
"Shit," she muttered.
A/N: Damn that took me forever! Well, did you like it?
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