I woke up a little late…and in Edward's bedroom. I quickly got up and James Bonded my way down the hall and into my own bedroom before taking a real breath.
"Don't breathe so easily so quickly." A little chirping noise came from behind me. I noticed that to my right, in the computer chair sat Edward with an apologetic look on his face.
"Is it too late to run?" I whispered to him. He smirked and nodded.
"Sit down missy." Alice said loudly.
After sitting down I looked expectantly at Alice, waiting soundlessly for my verbal lashing.
She turned to Edward. "Does everyone think I freak out on people?" He shrugged and sipped his coffee. He picked a second cup off of the computer desk and, upon standing, gave it to me.
"Thank you."
"Bella…how could you do this to Jacob?" Alice asked putting her hands on her hips.
I choked on my coffee. "Alice, you have no idea what it is that you are talking about."
"Yes, I do! He is perfectly good to you and you are throwing it away!"
I closed my eyes quickly and took a few deep breaths. "Alice, you really have no idea what you are talking about, even if you think you do. I know what I am doing."
"We know what we're doing." Edward interjected.
"Fine," Alice said defeated "When you emotionally abuse him and you feel terrible because he has been nothing but amazing to you, don't cry at me." With that she left.
"Well that sucked." I said more to myself than Edward, who was still in the room.
"She confronted me earlier. Its okay, Bella, we'll be okay." Edward added soothingly.
--after dinner that night--
"So you're all going to the movies?" I asked as I cleared the table.
"Yeah." Emmet said as he grabbed his coat and shrugged it on.
"And you never invited me?"
"Well, you're not alone; Edward is upstairs taking a nap." Emmet said as he walked over and kissed the top of my head. "Stay safe, Bella. Don't fall on anything." He left and shut the door behind him.
I walked upstairs to Edward's room and pushed open the door.
"Can you believe they ditched us for a couple's night?"
He smirked and patted a seat next to him on his bed. "Hmm, that sounds terrible to have the house to ourselves."
"Actually, we have the house to ourselves for the time of one movie and a dinner…" I moved myself to straddle his waist. "I wonder what we should do." With that I kissed him softly on the lips. He responded fiercely.
After a while I found that he no longer had a shirt on, and he was now laying over me kissing where he had pushed my shirt up. "Ooh." I moaned quietly as his tongue into my navel.
"Bella," He said as he lay his head against my shoulder "we need to stop, this, you, this, you…this! I want you so bad right now it literally hurts, and I don't want to ruin anything with you so its better that we wait, okay?" He asked breathing heavily.
I began swirling his hair around my fingers and imagining myself with him. His body over me, our moans and cries blended together in a song of our secret intimacy.
After about five minutes I had an idea. "Edward?"
"Hmm?"
"Does…it still…hurt?"
"Only a little." He kissed where his head was laying and sat up. "Why?"
I got out of bed and grabbed his hand. "Come with me."
I made him close his eyes and pulled him blinded into the bathroom where I sat him on the closed toilet. Before I let him open his eyes I removed my shirt and pants.
"Edward?"
"Can I open them?"
"Yes." When he did open his eyes his jaw dropped and he stopped breathing.
"Bella" He said in a strangled whisper.
"Edward, we don't need to have sex but I want to see you…and I want you to see me."
He looked at me for a few long moments before finally whispering "Okay."
I unbuttoned his pants and pushed them down. Now we were both standing in our undergarments.
"Close your eyes." He said and I listened. He unclipped my bra and slid down my thong. He kissed my stomach a few times before saying I could reopen my eyes.
"Close your eyes." I said and he listened, though he had no idea what he was getting himself into. I slid his boxers down and looked at his member. It was just as excited as I was…though we defiantly had different ways of showing it.
I never kissed his stomach…because I kissed the tip of him.
"Uggh!" Edward moaned loudly as he shot his eyes open. He fell back and fell onto the closed toilet. He didn't get up but used it as a seat. "Oh God! Bella, what…"
"Hey, close your eyes and stop fussing. You trust me don't you?" His face got beet red and he closed his eyes, knowing what I was about to do. I kissed the tip of him again and he moaned my name. The more I did the more he wiggled and jerked and moaned.
"Stop!" He said after a little while. I smirked because I knew why he made me stop. "You're going to kill me."
"Hmmmm, that wouldn't be very nice." Before I knew what was happening he had turned the water on in the shower.
"We are going to bathe?" I asked with a quirked eyebrow.
He nodded and whispered "My turn!"