HE'S ALIVVEEEE!!! Yes, I know, I'm alive.
i'm so sorry for ditching ya guys for so long cause i was just too busy in the last few weeks and all so...sorry!! in addition to getting this chapter, i felt the need to repay you guys for your patience (tho some threatened to hunt me down in canada....but that's just cause you REALLY like my story so i wont get a restraining order on you:))
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The sun shined through the glass roof and attacked my eyes, momentarily blinding me from the sudden brightness. I shielded them and looked around, searching for the body I had assumed would be beside me.
He wasn't there.
The faint smell of coffee and other gourmet aromas answered my question. Cooking breakfast again. I groaned as my feet touched the ground and realized how I was faintly naked. I hadn't exactly felt like ravaging through the suitcase of lingerie to pick out something to wear and decided to take a collar shirt from Edward's suitcase. It fit loosely, covering most of the body parts I wanted. Feeling a slight breeze and not wanting to go commando, I grabbed a black and white polka dot bra and matching black thong. Alice would be proud with my fashion sense.
Following the scent, I walked into the kitchen to see Edward busily flipping an egg and toasting several pieces of bread. He was only dressed in a pair of blue swimming trunks, and shirtless. Hmm, I wondered if it'd seem wrong for me to touch his body in the morning. The better half, the more erotic side, felt it was just to satisfy my own cravings for a body - so I decided to jump onto his back.
"Good morning," he said, turning towards my face and kissing it. Only when his lips met mine did I realize my morning breath. I quickly jumped off his back and rushed to the bathroom, ignoring Edward's worried calls.
"Is that what you're worried about?" Edward leaned on the archway of the large bathroom door, holding an egg flipper and looking utterly shocked.
"Wh-at?" I asked, my mouth somewhat filled with toothpaste foam.
"It's just...something I wasn't exactly expecting. Bella will always be Bella." He grinned and brushed away a lock of stray hair that'd fluttered in front of my face after spitting the remains of my brushing up. To prevent the predicament again, he caressed a cheek with his free hand and leaned in to kiss my nose.
Then whispered something along the lines of "Silly girl," as he left to check on breakfast.
I checked the mirror for any mishaps, and went back out into the kitchen.
This time, completely ready, I jumped onto his back and watched as he slid the eggs onto glass plates and a toast. A jug of orange and grapefruit juice already placed on the large mahogany wood table.
"The Edward train has come to a stop for breakfast. May all passengers please take their designated seats for food." Edward led me to my seat, set me down and sat me down before walking to the other side of the table, sitting across from me.
"You know, spoiling me like this isn't going to be good for you. I'll expect it everyday." I said jokingly, taking a bite out of the toast and simultaneously poking into the egg.
"I'll gladly cook for you everyday." He retaliated, eating as well.
"What plans have we to do, dear love one?" I asked with a British accent for fun, making small talk and out of curiosity.
"Well, thy lady, we shall be off to the oceans and swashbuckling the waves, with boards." He had a crooked smile on. My consciousness somehow told me that it was something he'd enjoy seeing...hmm...I doubted the possibility of sailing...but what else did he mean by boards?
The idea hit hard. Surfing.
"We're surfing?" I asked, astonished at the bold suggestion. It seemed apparent that if I failed in walking, surfing would not be the best of ideas.
"You don't expect to be surrounded by water and not do some water sports, do you?" He teased, finishing up his glass of milk and walking over to the sink.
"Would it have been wrong for me to think that? You know how pathetic I am with sports! It's like throwing me into the sharks! I'll be engulfed by water...I'll drown...I'll -" Before I'd been able to finish, his soft lips were already on mine. Hmm, what was it that I'd been thinking about? Too late...all I could think about was Edward. The miraculous power of his passionate kiss, like giant waves crashing into me, drowning me not in water, but him. My breathing picked up as my hands, of its own accord, twisted themselves into his hair and pulled him closer to my face.
I could hear the sounds of broken glass, but I didn't care. He was all that I was focused on.
We pulled out of the deep kiss, both panting and a smirk on his face. "Well, guess I don't have to do the dishes."
"Are we prepared to throw you into the sharks, my dear?" Edward asked, helping me out of the chair and wrapping his arm around my waist. I groaned at the thought of myself on the slippery board and couldn't help but imagine a circle of fins swimming around me.
"No. I think I'm going to throw up." He laughed and led me down the stairs and as we stepped into the vast spread of white, bleached sand, it felt almost right that I should be surfing. Again, the keyword was almost.
"So, let's teach you the basics of paddling out there. Then we can get to the intermediate and advanced lessons later." He seemed fairly cheery about the lessons, for whatever reasons, I wouldn't know, but he was relatively giddy to make me embarrassed.
"Can't I just sit on this stable, nice, warm beach with a book or something and watch you surf? I mean, it'll save you the trouble and disasters that are to happen." His face was thoughtful after I reasoned with him, hopefully getting the desired effect.
"Nonsense. You'd have nothing to do, and this is an island, with water surrounding us."
"Want to know something that I do want to do? Something that involves us two together, without the surfboard? With me being absolutely content to do for the rest of my life?" An impish grin was showing on my face as I turned towards Edward, leaned up towards and kissed him. Of course, I'd been expecting to get what I'd actually wanted, considering just how mind blowing it was last night, but he'd merely gave me a soft contact of lips and then pulled away grinning.
"Not today." He smiled and dragged me, taking two boards out of the sand that had been left there, and ran to the crashing waves. We walked a few good meters into the water, submerging our lower bodies in the ocean before he placed the surfboard flat on top of the surface tension. He helped me up the board, making sure my stomach and the rest of my front side was touching the board before mounting onto his own to show me what to do.
"Here, we will begin paddling. Let's begin." He smiled and did long, strokes that brought him a good few feet away from me. I could hear the faint chuckling as my hands splashed into the water futilely and groaned. I was stagnant from where I'd begun.
"Is there a purpose of why I'm swimming like a dog?" I yelled, as Edward began retreating to where I was with a broad smile on his face.
"Yes, for my own entertainment purposes." Oh, so that's where humiliating myself was for.
I began paddling backwards, though failing, but a bit more progress involved. The waves did most of the work, and I kept my mouth from drinking salt water.
"Bella, are you mad?" He asked, sensing my discomfort. He already had his board side-to-side with me and holding onto my hand.
"Not only do I look stupid like this, you think it's funny!" I whined, shaking the board and almost falling into the water if not for Edward's firm grip. His silvery laugh sounded beside me as I struggled to upright myself. I scowled at him and waited for him to stop.
"I hate this." I said simply, looking at his eyes to convey the message.
"Will you please trust this to be something you'll like? I know it's a bit difficult in the beginning, but it'll get better." He was looking through his thick fringe of lashes. Oh, what the heck...I might as well try.
"Fine." I grumbled, watching and following what Edward was doing as we began to move farther away from shore. I looked longingly at it too.
After several attempts at kneeling on the board so I would have more balance, I was actually surfing. Not the kind where I was just standing there with no waves, but actually travelling somewhere. Admittedly, I did like surfing and it was great to watch Edward do it when I was resting. The way the water droplets shimmered on his white skin was breathtaking, along with his bronze hair and a crown of rich golden tone to it. This was the main reason why I'd take longer breaks than necessary to 'restore my energy'.
"Did you like it, my dear?" He asked, holding onto my hand as we walked up the beach.
"I hate to admit this, but yes it was incredibly fun." I smiled and leaned my head on Edward's chest, relishing in the sensational pulse of his heart and muscles. "We should do this again."
"We will." He whispered, opening the door for me.
"Would you like lunch?" He asked, already walking to the kitchen. We were both still semi-wet and leaving trails of wet footprints on the expensive looking floorboards.
"Don't you think we should get ourselves cleaned?" I inquired, getting on his back and pointing towards the bathroom. The sun was at its highest peak, noon, and shone down through the high ceiling sunroof with blinding brightness. Noticing my discomfort, Edward reached over to a switch to the side and the soft whrring of machinery was heard. In moments, the once too bright room was diffused and less concentrated with the rays.
"You first?" Edward placed me back down on the ground and got a towel from the laundry basket that'd been placed a few feet from the tub.
"How about we both go in?" I said with my most seductive voice, though it may have had the opposite effect. Edward's smile was wide as he picked me up and kissed me. It struck through my nerves, sending tremendous sparks throughout my body, melting and dissolving every ounce of everything. Emotions cascaded from both of us, lust and desires amongst the strongest as we plunged into a deeper kiss. The water from God knows where began to sprinkle down on us. Our clothing were getting soaked but that didn't matter, him and me did.
The sharp fierceness of love pierced into my overbeating heart, threatening to explode. His hands were slipping away my bikini, the feather light kisses he placed on my cheeks keeping me breathless. My own hands were pulling him towards me, intertwining in locks of silky smooth hair. A shiver ran throughout my body as my thong came undone, my body completely bare. I could hear the sharp intake of breath as Edward roamed with his sparkling eyes. I began to pull his trunks down, getting rid of the wall between his body and mine. It never stopped to amaze me, the beautiful structure of his god-like body.
Control was unraveling faster than ice on the surface of the sun as our bodies entangled. Everything inside my body was being jarred open, knots loose, and floodgates opened as the first of a series of moan escaped my mouth. The ecstacy of our act was overwhelming, like the sun just moments ago...it was immersing myself into something heavenly. Our flesh, body and mind fused into one, pulling each other closer and closer, with nothing on heaven or hell to separate us.
His shaft entered my clitoris with the softest of pain. (did i just leave you at the worst part? i know)
okay i totally hate myself for interrupting this hottt scene, but i didn't feel like typing right now cause my report card sucked....
and sorry again SO much for not posting for so longgg...i've been so busy getting my assignments and tests in with good marks that i'd neglected my duties as lemon writer, right guys? :D
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