B POV
"Edward…I can't…no more…stop…"
Fuck, he meant it when he said he was going to make me come over and over again. I've forgotten the amount of times I've called his name in ecstasy.
We're covered in sweat as his skin slips and slides over mine with ease. My body is so highly strung I'm waiting for it to snap. He's taken me in the shower; he's taken me on the bed. He took me against his bike which is now parked in the garage. He's watched me swallow around his cock as he spurted down my throat all the while saying my name over and over again.
Right now I'm bent over the dining room table as his hands grip my thighs almost painfully. His pace is controlled yet with every pump of his hips he grinds into me harshly, pushing as far as he can go.
"One more, baby girl," he breathes at my ear as he bends over me. "Give me one more…"
His hand snakes to my front, his fingers making my body betray me in the most sinful way as I start contracting around him.
"That's it…let me feel you…fuck, your pussy's so tight…"
I literally try to climb on top of the table and away from him as I feel my orgasm building. It's too much. He's going to kill me.
Oh, but what a way to go...
He pushes me back down with his body weight, keeping me right where he wants as his fingers continue torturing me with their black magic as he picks up his pace.
"Yeah…just like that, Bella…fuck, keep on squeezing like that…come for me…"
Mere seconds after his words I fall prey to his succulent assault on my body and I come. Fuck, I come harder than I have in my entire life. It surges through me, shudders and shakes and fills me with devastating pleasure.
"I love you so fucking much," he gasps just before he stills and empties himself in me again.
There really is no energy left in my body to answer him.
I love you too, so very much.
I wince as he pulls out of me, my body utterly and thoroughly sated and tired to the bone.
He gathers me up in his arms and kisses the top of my head continuously as he carries me to bed. I fall asleep within the confines of Edward's protective embrace.
-0-0-0-0-
I wake up to the sun streaming through the open door of the bedroom and the sound of the waves outside. Hhhhmmmm, this is heaven.
My body is delectably sore and aching after last night and I moan to myself as I remember Edward's first class performance. I giggle to myself. Not that he isn't always first class, but last night…he just couldn't get enough of me, and I'm not complaining.
My bliss doesn't last very long when I hear Edward's loud voice somewhere in the house.
"I told Dad I wanted to be alone. What don't you understand about that? Fuck!"
Shit, someone's here. I scramble out of bed and pull on my shorts from last night and Edward's t-shirt, which are the closest clothes I can find.
"Jeez, Bro," I hear a deep voice. Bro…Emmett…shit, his brother is here. "We haven't seen you in forever, I thought you'd be glad to see me."
"I am. Fuck Emmett, don't give me the face," he whines and I can't help but snicker. I've never heard Edward whine before, ever.
"So why can't I stay?" Emmett asks.
"I...I've...fuck Emmett, this wasn't the way it was supposed to happen."
"Just spit it out little brother."
"I'm not alone."
Shit.
"I thought the bitch was in the UK."
Edward doesn't answer. There's a few seconds silence.
"You're having an affair?"
Again, no answer.
And then Emmett laughs. I jump a little at the booming sound that echoes through the house.
"Never thought you had it in you. Not that I agree with it morally, of course. But…so, where is she? Is she hot? Put out a lot?"
I have to smirk at that. What a guy thing to say.
But then I hear Edward and he's anything but pleased.
"Don't talk about Bella like that." Oh, he's angry.
"Bella, is it? Why are you getting so worked up over a piece of ass?"
"Because she's not just a piece of ass, Emmett. I...I love her."
Silence again. This time longer.
"You're serious, aren't you?"
"Very serious Emmett. She's...she's everything to me."
"Tell me about her."
I walk quietly to the door, leaning against it with my ear.
I hear Edward's light chuckle. "Fuck, Em, she's just, she's one of a kind, man. She's beautiful, natural, and clever...she's so fucking clever. She's innocent yet wild, calm as can be yet feisty as hell. She's my other half, she...completes me."
My eyes tear up at his heartfelt words and I try and stop myself from bursting through the door but I can't.
I yank it open and walk down the passage, determined to get to my man. They're standing in the kitchen and his eyes widen when he sees me but I don't give him a chance to react before I grab his face between my hands and kiss the shit out of him. I haven't even glanced at Emmett.
"What was that for?" Edward murmurs as he threads his fingers through my hair, smiling his most dazzling smile.
"Just because I love you," I say, smiling back at him.
Emmett clears his throat behind me and my smile is still on my face when I turn around.
"Emmett, how very nice to meet you at last," I say as I reach out to shake his hand.
He looks over my head at Edward for a second before his smile widens and I yelp in surprise as he takes my hand and pulls me into what I can only describe as the most bone crushing hug I've ever experienced in my life.
"Can't...breathe..." I pant and he laughs as he puts me down.
"Excuse him," Edward says dryly behind me. "I think my mom dropped him on his head one to many times when he was a baby."
I turn to Edward. "What do you say you boys grab a beer and enjoy the sun while I make us some breakfast?"
His eyes are filled with thanks. He knows what I'm trying to do. He needs some more time with Emmett to explain things and that's exactly what I'm giving him.
"She cooks too?" Emmett says as he walks over to the bar fridge and grabs two beers. "Quite an improvement there, little brother."
"Shut it, Emmett," Edward growls his way but he just laughs.
"Oh for fuck sakes Edward, grow a fucking sense of humor," he says as he tosses a beer to Edward and winks at me. "I'm just playing with you."
Edward leans down and kisses my forehead before following his brother outside.
I shake my head as they shove each other playfully as they make their way to the beach.
I take my time preparing breakfast, glancing at them now and again. I see them laughing, I see them talking seriously and once or twice I see Emmett standing up and talking down at Edward with a very angry expression on his face. I feel out of place when I see that...and when I see Edward hang his head in shame when Emmett goes at him. I know what we're doing is wrong, but I never wanted it to be the cause of a rift between Edward and his family, especially after everything he told me about them yesterday.
I'm just about done scrambling eggs when Emmett comes walking in. Edward is still sitting on the beach.
He grabs another two beers out of the fridge but instead of walking out he takes a seat across from me, opening one of the beers and pushing it my way.
"Thanks," I say before draining at least half of it, but it doesn't do anything to calm my nerves.
"Easy there, little Swan," he says as he puts his hand over mine gently and pulls the bottle away from my mouth.
"Sorry," I shrug. "Nerves."
"I don't want you to be nervous, especially not around me," he says seriously and I nod.
"Edward just explained to me what has been going on. He's also explained to me how long it's been going on. I flew into him when I heard that. Its no way to treat the woman you love."
I'm surprised at the direction of his conversation.
"Did he tell you the nature of Tanya's relationship with the family?"
"Yes, he told me."
"Good, because the last thing I want to do is discuss her in any way or form. I'm quite good at reading people, Bella. I didn't need my brother to tell me you're a good person. I can see it. And fuck, I know having an affair in any form is wrong, but when I see the way you look at him...when I see him smile like that for the first time in years, you have no idea how happy that makes me."
I'm stunned.
"That means a lot Emmett. Thank you. I love him so very much."
He nods and takes a sip of his beer as I empty the eggs into a serving dish and turn off the stove.
"He's talking about something she has on him. That he hasn't been able to leave her because of it. He doesn't want to tell me, he asked me to wait, that he'll call a family gathering once he's spoken to you. But Bella, I have to warn you, he's fucking scared. And that's scaring the hell out of me. He says you might not want to be with him after he tells you and that dad will most probably never forgive him. I'm hoping its his naturally dramatic side overreacting, but..."
I step in there.
"Emmett, I love him. I love him so much sometimes it feels like its too much, like my body can't possibly contain that amount of love. Whatever it is he needs to confess...whatever it is he did in his past, it doesn't matter. We all make mistakes. He's a good man, so very good. I'll never believe anything else about him. I'm going to spend the rest of my life with your brother and I'll fight whoever stands in our way to make that happen."
He regards me for the longest time before his seriousness makes way for his dimpled smile.
"I'm glad to hear that, Bella. He deserves to be happy, whether he believes it or not. You've just made yourself an ally little Swan...a very formidable one."
He leans his bottle towards mine and we clink the glass necks together.
He turns towards Edward and shouts.
"Yo, Edward, breakfast is served. Stop fucking sulking!"
"Emmett," I admonish playfully as I start dishing.
"Hell no," he says. "You gotta sometimes just pull him out of himself, you know, fuck, growing up with him was fucking depressing. All his moping around like a girl."
"Fuck, Emmett," Edward says as he comes walking in. "You're gonna chase her away if you keep talking like that."
"Oh, no worries there, little brother. She's in it for the long haul."
Edward gives me a quizzical look but I shake my head at him smiling.
Breakfast is an easy going meal. Emmett doesn't even mention anything about the fucked up situation we find ourselves in as he tells me stories about their childhood, much to Edward's dismay, and more about Rosalie. She sounds scary, extremely so, and I dread meeting her for the first time.
"Okay boys and girls, let me hit the road," Emmett says a while after breakfast.
We walk out to his Jeep with him and he envelops me in another bear hug before punching Edward playfully on the shoulder.
"Call me when you're ready to sit with mom and dad. I'll be there and I'm pretty damn sure so will Rosalie."
"Emmett," I say suddenly before thinking. "I want you to tell Rosalie."
"Bella…" Edward says softly next to me but I shush him.
"No, Edward. You and I both know what secrets can do…what it's still doing. I don't want Emmett to lie to his wife because of our…indiscretions."
Emmett seems to visibly relax at my words and steps forward to kiss my cheek.
"Thank you," he whispers.
"You're so very welcome," I smile back at him.
And with that, he's off. We watch his Jeep as it winds down the gravel road and Edward wraps his arms around me from the back. I lean into his touch as I always do.
He sighs when the Jeep disappears from our view and I frown at the sound. It's not a relaxed sigh. It's not a happy sigh. This sigh is heavy…burdened.
I turn in the circle of his arms and frown up at him.
"You okay?" I ask as I run my finger over the unwelcomed crease on his forehead.
"I think it's time for that talk now," he says in a strained voice and my stomach clenches at how scared he looks.
Oh Edward…don't be scared…not of me…not of our love…
"Hey," I say softly before cupping his face and kissing him sweetly. "Whatever it is, I won't let it hurt us, Edward."
He nods, but the fear in his eyes doesn't dissipate.
"Let's go inside."
I nod and he takes me hand as we walk back to the house.
I follow him as I suppress my own fears and concerns at what his confession might be. Because I know…deep down inside I know…whatever it is he's about to tell me, I'll never stop loving him.
So, we're finally there, next chapter, Edward confesses his sins.
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