Disclaimer: Who still thinks that I or Ashel own Twilight? Hayden! I see a hand in the back! Baby, no one has their hand raised, you should really lay off those drinks at the wedding receptions. Oh? You think I drink do you? I'll show you drinking! Babe, that didn't make any sense… It will tonight, Hayden, you can bet on it. Delicious.
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Fall For You will be posted once I can actually breathe, and have a weekend off…
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So…a late post. Yes, and I'm truly sorry. But with school, and work, and our schedules not cooperating (not to mention Hayden's need for shopping for new clothes…lol…I went shopping twice, really, she's just being dramatic), it's hard to write together. This is also the reason for no update for DSB lately. Sorry for that as well.
So, this is a really short A/N for me…lol…but I have to work again tonight. Another wedding, you see.
So since I have no time left, and I'm SURE you wanna read this (believe me, you do), I will just say, 'on with it', and we'll get ON WITH IT….
BPOV
There was no notice of them coming. My flat was too far up to hear the three limos pull around to my building so both Alice and I were startled out of our silence by the knocker making contact with the other side of the door.
Nervously, I looked over at Alice. "How do I look?" I asked, my hands hovering over my hair, then down my body, as if smoothing the air in front of my body and looking for flaws to correct.
"Bella!" Alice giggled, pinning my hands at the side. She looked at me with a huge grin. "You look fantastic. You earned this. Now go let them in, silly."
I sighed deeply before walking towards the door, feeling Alice's stare on my back. My hand gripped the doorknob, pausing just long enough to feel the cool brass against my palm, before twisting it enough to let the door swing effortlessly open.
My eyes slowly looked from the brass of the knob, up. As my eyes stopped on the black tuxedo, I bit my lip, holding back a grin. I could recognize that toned body anywhere. I skimmed the black material from his waist up farther to his chest, leading to his broad shoulders, and then to the small bit of skin not covered on his neck. Finally my eyes stopped on his face.
That glorious face. He wore that trademark crooked smile and his green eyes sparkled as he stared into mine.
"Hi." Was all that I could manage to breathe out. At that moment, he was too much, too beautiful for me to say anymore.
"Good evening," Edward said coolly, but his eyes scorched. I wondered how his voice could possibly be so controlled. "Don't you look astounding," he commented, taking a step closer to me.
His head bent down and I could feel his sweet breath on my lips, cool for some reason, anticipating mine touching his. They were merely inches away when…
"DON'T SMUDGE THE MAKE UP!" Alice screamed out. I looked to find her out in the hall next to Jasper who was joined by Emmett and Rosalie.
"Hey, nice to see you too, Bella," Emmett boomed out.
I blushed for not noticing that the rest of my friends had also arrived.
"Sorry guys. I was…distracted," I replied lamely.
Rose let out a beautiful laugh, before barging through the door and into the apartment. "Who cares? It's your day. Now, lets celebrate!" she said, holding up a bottle of champagne.
"Uh, Rose, we're supposed to toast in the limo, aren't we?" Jasper asked as he stood behind Alice, his hands wrapped around her waist. But that was all he touched. He didn't dare try to kiss her for fear of ruining her makeup.
"Well I suppose, but since we are all taking different limos, this will have to do," she smiled.
"I'll get some glasses," I said, giving Edward one last look before walking past him to the kitchen.
"I'll help you," he insisted, following after me.
I went to the small kitchen and to one of the top cupboards to get the glasses, but before I could reach to open the doors, I felt two very soft hands on my hips, pushing me forward into the counter.
His hands then came up to my bare shoulders, running down my arms to my hands, until he placed them on my stomach. I could feel his breathing on my neck, and knew that his lips were only millimeters away from my skin.
His lips touched the skin at the side of my neck as his hands moved to my lower stomach, and then even further down, until they were on the skin just above the place where I craved his touch the most.
"Thought you'd need some help," he whispered, his voice thick.
I felt one of his hands leave my body and my eyes closed, imaging the next place he would put that hand.
But I didn't feel it.
I opened my eyes to find his hand reaching in the cupboard for the glasses. I let out a sigh and turned while his other hand still held me. I looked up at his face and he had an amused look placed there.
I swatted his chest while trying to look stern. "That was mean," I informed him, earning a chuckle.
"I'm sorry, Love," was all he offered as he grabbed four glasses and I reached up to grab the other two.
We walked out of the kitchen to find everyone lounging around the living room. They got up from the places they had been sitting to come meet us and each took a glass.
Rose did the honors of pouring the champagne and when each glass was full, she put the bottle down on the coffee table, holding up her glass as we all mimicked the action.
"To our little Bella Swan! Welcome to the big time, honey," she smiled.
"To our shy friend finally breaking out," Alice giggled as she raised her glass towards me.
"To a raise for Jasper," he laughed as he followed suit.
"To not tripping on your high heels," Emmett added, making all of us laugh, and causing me to look at the high shoes in question.
"To an unforgettable night," Edward said softly and almost sensually as he stared at me.
I was able to break his gaze and looked back at my friends. "Oh hell, to a night of fun," I finished. "Cheers!"
"Cheers!" they all yelled back as we each took turns clinking glasses before taking a sip and starting to drink.
EPOV
This night had to be absolutely flawless, everything had to go perfectly, or I would surely be doomed. Apparently my normally calm exterior was replaced with a harried expression, and even my daughter could tell that I was nervous about something.
"Daddy? Nana says that you're rushing around like a mad man. What's wrong?"
My hands were squeezing the silver coated candle holder, as my daughter peered up at me from under a curtain of wet curls. Esme had just given her a bath, and my most precious treasure would be staying with her grandparents tonight as Bella and I explored a new level of our relationship.
"Nothing, Sweetheart, Daddy's fine. He's just a little nervous about something, but you don't need to worry, okay, Libby Bug?"
Libby pinched the bridge of her nose, and in that action I couldn't help but smile. She was picking up on my Bella's tendencies, and I was obviously stressing my daughter out.
Setting the candle holder on the counter, I lifted my daughter up, and sat her bottom on the granite. Taking the pink brush from her small hands, I began to smooth out the errant curls, softly humming her song as I did so. I needed Libby to sleep so that I could have time to finish the plans for our night before I had to leave.
Her small body sagged against me by the time her song was over, and her hair was brushed out. I heard soft laughter from behind me, and turned to see my parents, holding hands as they stared at my sleeping daughter.
"Edward, would you care to explain why you knocked your daughter out, and why you are acting extremely crazy tonight?" Carlisle's voice held a hint of laughter as I handed Libby to him.
"Tonight has to be perfect, Dad. Everything must be perfect. This is Bella's night."
My mother's warm hand pressed against my cheek, and she smiled lovingly at me, "Edward, relax. Bella's night will be much better if you aren't flushed, so relax, for her sake, and yours."
When her hand fell back to her side, Esme stepped back and winked at me, "Come on, Carlisle, and let's leave Edward alone. He even put Libby to sleep for us, such a good boy, isn't he?"
Carlisle chuckled, "One of a kind, my dear."
I fidgeted as the limo's pulled up in front of my house. Tonight had to be special, and I would make it that way for her, if she'd let me. Gazing at my reflection one last time, I turned and left my bedroom, walking down the empty hallway.
My house was quiet for the first time in a long time, and it shocked me that Libby's antics made such a difference in the atmosphere. The doorbell rang, and I jerked the door open to see a smiling Jasper, "Hey Edward, you ready?"
"As ready as I'll ever be."
Jasper slung his arm around my shoulder as I locked the door behind me, "Everything will be fine, Edward. You had our help in this, so surely she will enjoy it as much as you do."
He nudged my side, and rolled my eyes as we separated into our own limos. I had requested champagne in ours, hoping that Bella would want to celebrate with me before we ended up at my house.
As the chauffer drove, I settled into the comfortable silence, anticipating what Bella would look like. No thought could ever compare to how beautiful my Bella was, but my brain would sure as hell try.
I took a deep breath as we all slipped out of our limo's and walked to the stairway leading up to Bella's flat. I reached out a shaking hand and hit the knocker against the door; all I could do now was wait.
I heard Alice giggle, and then my beautiful angel pulled the door open. Her brown eyes shone from the light that filtered into her front door, and I wanted to reach out my hand and stroke the soft skin of her facing.
She looked absolutely stunning, and I had to swallow to enable my God given gift of speech, but she beat me too it. Her lips moved slowly, and I felt as though I was dreaming. Bella sounded breathless, and as I tried to keep my composure, I allowed my tone to be slightly cool, "Good evening."
As my eyes roamed over her dress clad body, my eyes slid from her eyes, to her full lips, and that tinge of red that made them look so full, and swollen. God I couldn't wait to kiss those soft, warm lips, "Don't you look astounding."
Drifting from her lips to her partially exposed breasts, I bit down on my tongue to keep from licking my lips, or leaning forward to lick hers. I moved towards her, tipping my head down to kiss the lips that I had been so carefully inspecting when Alice stifled any possibility of kissing the love of my life.
Her screech halted any further attempt for right now, however, once we were alone, I would kiss my Bella. My love.
When she suggested that we leave for the kitchen, I couldn't resist, and as I teased her I thought of what I would be doing to her soft body later that night. Her face as she cried out in pleasure, nose scrunched; full lips swollen, writhing underneath me, the picture was fucking delicious.
We walked out to the limo, my hand gripping her soft one gently. Her first surprise would take place in our awaiting transportation; I only hoped that she would like it. Pulling the velvet box from the pocket of my suit, I smiled at the love of my life, "Bella, love, I want you to have something. Please take it without argument; you will only light my fire."
Bella pursed her lips, "So, you're quoting "The Doors" now, Edward?"
I rolled my eyes, before prying open the lid of the box, exposing the small silver ring. Diamonds were encrusted in the middle, and two hearts sat in the center, with a diamond in each, "Bella, my love, I will keep you in my heart always. I hope that one day; you will make me happier than I am now. This is a promise, my promise to you that I will protect your heart, and that mine belongs to you for eternity."
As I slipped the ring on her finger, I heard my love sniffle, and I smiled to myself, "Edward, Alice is going to kill you!"
I raised my eyebrow, glancing at Bella, before leaning forward. I pressed my lips against her tear stained cheeks, and gently lapped at the salty drops with my tongue, "Why because she couldn't be here?"
Bella giggled, my tongue apparently tickled the soft skin of her face, "No, because you screwed up my makeup!"
BPOV
For the rest of the limo ride, Edward held me close to him, neither of us caring anymore if Alice yelled due to our slightly wrinkled clothing. Honestly no one but her would be able to tell anyways. With that in mind, I mentally crossed my fingers that Joan Rivers would not be there. My self esteem could not take that kind of hit.
It seemed less then five minutes when our limo pulled up behind Rosalie and Emmett's, just in front of Mann's Chinese Theatre, Alice and Jasper behind us in their limo.
My hard started to thud erratically in my chest, my breaths involuntarily increasing as I peered out the tinted windows, looking at the crowd of fans screaming with shirts to be signed and photographers flashing their bulbs at the celebrities already on the their way in.
"Deep breaths, my love," Edward whispered in my ear, before kissing it. "Tonight is your night. Own it."
Screams were raised in volume and pitch as Rosalie stepped out of her limo, looping her arm through Emmett's. She tossed her straight, golden hair over her shoulder as she showed her sparkling smile. Their pace was slow and they stopped to let her pose for pictures and sign autographs, but even if no fans were there, she would stop. It was agreed that we would all walk in together.
I watched as the limo driver walked to the door and with one more deep breath, opened it. Edward slid out, gracefully and extended his hand towards me to help me out, which was very much needed.
My legs left the car, white silk, pooling over them softly and I grasped Edward's hand as he smiled down at me and pulled me up with more force then necessary. His pull was so hard that I stood immediately, and crashed gently against his body as he held me. With him so close to my body and the way his eyes stared at me, I was only mildly aware of the loud screams and yells and flashing going on around me, and my heart was now beating fast for a different reason.
Gently, he let go, but didn't release my hand. Instead, he took it and looped it around his arm, himself, with a smile on his face, as I stared at him. Only when he began to walk did my feet start to move.
I would hear someone yell my name and turned towards them purely out of instinct. But when I did this, I found that it was usually a photographer, looking for me to pose with my escort. I tried my best to look how a movie star should, but I still felt awkward when the flashes went off and I posed with Edward as if it was Prom.
The screams did not escalate as Jasper and Alice walked out of their limo. After all, who knew who a manager was and what was Alice more than a very fashionably beautiful girl. I briefly wondered if anyone would try to convince her to be in a movie, or even in Vogue, but returned once again to my current state with an attack of more flashing bulbs.
I smiled and waved and Edward stood the whole time with a smile or his smirk. I signed autographs and got together with Rose to take some pictures. We eventually pulled Alice in for some as well. It was as if we were high school buddies simply wanting a picture of best friends, all over again.
As the three of us took all female pictures, no doubt there were multiple cameras aimed at the three gorgeous (yet nameless) men standing just out of the picture from us. They were talking and laughing, and Edward had his hands in his pockets, his bronze hair falling in his eyes, making him look like a GQ model. I smiled at his beauty, barely able to look away.
"What's caught your eye, Miss Swan?" a man behind the gated area laughed. I looked towards him and blushed deeply before turning to walk over to Edward, grabbing his arm with both of mine.
He looked down at me and kissed the tip of my nose. "Well hey you," he said only loud enough for me to hear.
The screams once again went up twelve octaves and my head followed everyone else's to find Devin Steal coming out of the limo, flashing his smile and waving his hands. His burgundy tinted sunglasses reflected the sun and he didn't bother to help his three dates out of the car.
"Whoa, give those girls a stick of gum, a Tic Tac, anything," Alice giggled as we all gazed at the barely there models flocking around Devin. Their flat chests, narrow hips, and bony arms were hardly covered in garments that may look chic on the run way, but with their drab sense of style looked lacking.
Devin stopped for pictures, posing idiotically as if he was a superhero, sometimes even going as far as to flex his suit covered muscles. There was no containing my laughter when he did that, and I buried my face in Edward's tux to stifle it.
"Bella!" he yelled out enthusiastically and held his arms out to give me a hug. I fought the internal groan as I took the necessary steps to reach him and he encased me in a hug. "The girls are looking rather perky tonight," he whispered in my ear, "perhaps later I can tend to them," he continued and I balled my fists to resist the urge to knee him in the groin, effectively cutting off his pompous ass bloodline.
He let go and the two of us had to remain close to one another for several minutes as our pictures were taken and the screams were heightened again as limo after limo came. We were told that we had to spend more time then necessary for the other celebrities on the carpet due to it being our movie premier.
But I was fine with that since Edward, Alice, Jasper, Rose, and Emmett endured the pain of Devin Steal as well. Luckily for me, things went up hill once Jacob showed up. The bruise that had been on his eye from the fight had faded or covered up amazingly well with make up, and the girls of course, went bonkers for him.
He smiled as he approached me; ignoring Devin's outstretched hand, and enveloped me in a bear hug, actually picking my feet up off the ground. I laughed as he set me down, but held my body close to his for an extra second so I could peek down and make sure that his sign of affection had not torn the material of my dress away from what it covered on my chest.
After several more minutes, we were finally allowed in and with a final wave, the doors were closed as we all took our seats to see the first viewing of Beyond the Setting Sun. As the beginning credits rolled, my cheeks started to flame up, despite the air conditioning.
I had always hated watching myself and now I was forced to watch with the ones I cared about most. Not to mention critics attempting to tear it apart and reporters writing articles that could make or break the box office.
Oh boy…what a ride!
EPOV
Bella had been fidgeting during the entire movie, and I had to keep my chuckles quiet as I silently critiqued Devin's acting skills. The after party was a loud affair, held in the ballroom, at the Hilton.
My arm was casually draped around Bella's waist as she moved about the party, not wanting to stay in one place. She seemed to hate large crowds, especially ones in which the attention was solely focused on her.
I could hear Jacob's boisterous laughter across the high ceilinged ballroom. Bella giggled as we approached her new friend; however she seemed to shrink back slightly when she saw his company.
Leaning down close to her ear, I allowed my lips to skate across the soft skin of her neck, my breath floating across her jaw line as I spoke, "Who is that, Love?"
Bella shivered and turned towards me, her arms encircling my waist, "The ice queen herself, Lauren Mallory. She acts like she and I are best friends around the press, but I'm sure she'd stab me if she had the chance."
I gazed into Bella's chocolate eyes, before averting my own eyes towards Lauren. I could feel the heat of her stare on my neck, and as if she knew Bella was talking about her she started towards us, "Shit, Edward. Hide me?"
"Isabella, who knew such a pretty mouth could say such a dirty word," I chided her gently, but her small fist pounded against my chest as the ice queen closed in, "I'm sorry, Love, but my dress isn't long enough for you to hide under."
"Can't we find a broom closet? A hotel room? Something?" She was pleading with me, and I was trying to find the source of her agony.
I stroked her cheek, "Darling, I'm sure it won't be that bad. I'll be here, and you have plenty of individuals here that would fight to the death for you. No worries, okay?"
For a moment in time, Bella looked very much like my daughter as the look of horror on her face changed to one of hope, "Promise?"
The pad of my thumb caressed her cheek as I smiled down at her, "Cross my heart."
When Lauren spoke her voice was sickly sweet, and the nasally quality of it sounded as though someone was constantly pinching her nose, "Bel-la! So good to see you!"
I could feel Bella's jaw clench before she pulled away from my thumb. My arms circled her waist protectively, as she and Lauren faced off, "Hello, Lauren."
Lauren's eyebrow rose as she eyed me from behind Bella's small stature, "Well, well, I'm Lauren Mallory, and who might you be? Hmm?"
I allowed my hand to slide from Bella's waist to shake Lauren's hand, "How do you do."
"Oh, strong and slightly mysterious, I like that in a man."
Bella literally growled, and grabbed my hand away from Lauren's. Her fingers encased mine protectively, and I bent to press my lips against the nape of her neck, "Actually, Lauren, Bella and I are dating. So, I'm sure a lovely girl like you could find another man to pursue?"
Gagging resounded from around me, and I turned to see Rosalie and Alice, Emmett and Jasper lagging behind their significant others, "Yeah, bitch, back off."
Rosalie's tact never shocked me, and I snickered against Bella's neck. Our fingers were still wound together as I stroked the promise ring on her finger. I swayed gently with Bella, hoping the slow movements would soothe her tense exterior.
Emmett moved next to me as I tried to calm my girlfriend, "Is it wrong for me to find Rosalie to be extremely fucking sexy when she's angry."
I snorted into Bella's soft hair, "Whatever helps you sleep at night, Emmett."
"Bella!" Jacob's booming voice cut through the loud music.
Bella waved meekly, her attention was focused on the stare down that was taking place between Rose and Lauren, before Lauren turned away when she heard Jacob's voice. I could see the agony written on his face when he saw Lauren, and I smiled into Bella's hair, "Jacob! Hi!"
Jacob scrubbed at his hair, "Uh, hey Lauren. I didn't know that you would be here. Shouldn't you be in rehab or something?"
Lauren giggled, her high pitched voice pulling a wince from me, "No silly, don't believe everything you read in the tabloids."
Jacob mumbled something, and I only caught the end of it, "—one fucking cares…"
I turned Bella towards me, tipping my mouth down to press against her forehead, "Would you like to dance, Ms. Swan?"
She giggled, and pushed me towards the open area of the room, that seemed to be set up for dancing, "I thought you'd never ask, Mr. Cullen."
Bella laced her arms loosely around my neck as I gripped her hips, gently moving with the music, "Clair De Lune."
I brushed my lips against Bella's barely tasting, "You listen to Debussy, Love?"
Her sweet breath floated across my face as she laughed softly, "Yes, Edward. I do."
The song bled into something else, and I couldn't help but smile. Bella tilted her head in curiosity, and I began to softly sing to her, "The strands in your eyes that color them wonderful stop me and steal my breath."
Her fingers slid up my sides, as she gently caressed the sensitive skin of that was hidden underneath my tuxedo, in her soft soprano voice, "Emeralds from mountains thrust toward the sky, never revealing their depth."
Deep tenor, meet soft soprano as we finished the chorus off, eyes locked, as we sung to each other, "Tell me that we belong together, dress it up with the trappings of love. I'll be captivated; I'll hang from your lips, instead of the gallows, of heartache that hang from above."
After kissing her sweetly, I pulled Bella away from the open dance floor, "I'll be the greatest fan of your life, Bella Swan."
BPOV
After a day of interviews, grooming, smiling, and dancing, I figured it was about time for me to go home. Of course Alice and Rose would want to stay a little longer with their significant other, but I was never one to enjoy parties for more than a couple hours. Don't get me wrong, it had been a great night, but when all the attention is focused on me, I tend to become even more self-conscious than usual…and that's saying something.
Edward, sensing this, started to pull me towards the giant doors of the hotel that lead out into the lobby. As we walked I looked around to find Alice chatting with Vera Wang, Jasper talking animatedly with Kevin Costner, and Rose and Emmett standing with smiles as they listened to Brad and Angelina talk about something…probably more children.
In the far corner of the room, was Devin Steal, more than half in the bag. His arms flung about and the suit (apparently he was above wearing a tux) jacket was off, the buttons on his dress shirt flung open as half of it hung out of his pants. He flailed his arms and was saying or singing (it was hard to tell) something with a grin on his face, eyes red. He and Lauren would make the perfect rehab couple.
Edward followed my gaze, chuckling beside me at the sight. I suppose it was quite a sight, and then even I couldn't help but lightly giggle at him.
As we walked out, into the lobby, Lauren had Jacob pinned against the wall, smiling as he had a look of terror on his face. If it had been any other woman, the situation would've been comical! Jacob had a look of horror as his hands were raised in surrender against the wall. It was almost amusing that such a small girl could terrify someone so big, this much.
I pulled Edward over in that direction, deciding that I couldn't leave Jacob to fend for himself…that would just be mean. As we approached I could hear our friend's last plea.
"Fine, take it. Put your number in, alright? Just leave me alone afterwards," he said, jerking his cell phone in her direction. Her eyes lit up and I couldn't help but laugh again. Unfortunately, this time, it didn't go unnoticed.
Lauren turned her blonde hair towards me and glared at me with a menacing smirk on her face as she held Jacob's phone. Needless to say this confused me and I could feel my head cock slightly to the side wondering why she would glare at me for having Jake's phone. Would she really think I cared she put her number in there? Perhaps, that bitch just never got over the fact that I stole the role she had originally was going to play, that's probably what it was.
Her head turned back to the phone and after pressing some buttons, and staring at it for a moment, she handed it back to Jacob with a sickly smile. She left shortly after and Edward and I informed Jake that we were heading out. He wished us good-bye, and congratulated me on a "movie success" before saying he would tell the others we had left. He kissed my cheek before running back into the party.
"Well? Shall we?" Edward asked, his breath tickling my ear. I nodded and he started to pull me along out the doors of the hotel, past the flashes of the paparazzi (to which I smiled and waved), and into our waiting limo.
Once in, the flashes did not cease, continuing to take picture after picture of the car, as Edward knocked on the partition, signaling the driver that he could go.
Edward smiled at me from the opposite side of the car, where he was sitting. "You were wonderful tonight," he stated gently as he reached for two flute glasses and a bottle of champagne that was set in ice.
"I think you may be a little biased," I retorted with a smile as I watched him pop the cork and carefully pour a glass and handing it to me before pouring the other for himself.
When he set the bottle down, he moved so that he was on my side of the car, sitting next to me. If you could call it next to me. He was pressed so tightly to me, it was as if he was on me.
"To the amazing woman who's foolish enough to love me," he whispered lightly.
"To the incredible man crazy enough to think that," I returned as we clinked our glasses.
Edward took only a small sip of the beverage before his lips were occupied with my neck. The feeling and nervousness that ran through me every time his lips touched me made me pour the whole glass into my mouth, without even thinking about it or noticing.
But Edward saw it was empty and took it from me, placing both the flutes down somewhere I wasn't paying enough attention to notice.
His head came close to mine again and I watched as his eyes looked up and down my face several times, occasionally drifting lower and I could feel my nipples harden under his stare.
His big hands came up to my shoulders and then softly ran down the length of my arms before smoothly trailing up once again as I heard him breathe out.
His lips came to mine only softly and my body was on fire, wanting more. The soft kisses he was giving me where simply not enough. I tried to press my mouth tighter to his, to get his mouth to open, but each time I tried, he would pull away slightly and say "Patience, Love, we have no rush," before kissing my lips softly again.
Too involved in the enticing, yet slightly annoying game we were playing, I hadn't even noticed where the limo was until it stopped. I looked out the window and my forehead creased.
"I thought you should stay with me tonight," Edward said, his arms wrapping around me. "For your protection, of course."
"Of course," I answered back, opening the door for myself and stepping out. As I took a step forward, I tripped on my high heels, only to be caught by Edward's solid arms. Of course the ground wouldn't let me go a whole night without stumbling. But I silently thanked it for not doing it in front of any cameras.
Edward grabbed my hand and pulled me towards the front door, unlocking it swiftly and tugging me inside. As he closed the door and locked it again, I reached to take off my shoes, acknowledging how perfectly clean the house was.
It had always been clean before, no doubt, but tonight the house was immaculate. Not a trace of dust or a spot on the floor. It was also quiet. I let my eyes dart around looking for any sign of Esme, Carlisle, or Libby. Perhaps they were up in her room.
Without a word being spoken, I started to climb the stairs and headed towards the little girl's room. The whole way up I could hear the steps of Edward trailing behind me, and he stopped in the hallway as I opened the door to Libby's room, to find it empty.
Empty bed with the covers pulled up and the sheets neatly folded. I turned to Edward who simply watched me with a smile. "Where's Libby?" I asked.
He took a step towards me and grabbed my hand, pulling me out of her room and closing the door. "She is at my parents' house" he said coolly as his hands went to my shoulders again and his lips attached themselves on the side of my neck.
My head instinctively lolled to the side and his hold on me tightened as he pressed his body against mine and moved his lips, licking and sucking at my skin. I let a moan come from my mouth and instantly straightened myself as a blush came to my cheeks.
"What's wrong?" Edward asked, holding me around my waist and resting his head on my shoulder.
"That felt good," I whispered my hands touching his.
His head turned just slightly to kiss my jaw once, before whispering, "Bet I can make you feel even better."
His hands left me and he went to stand by his bedroom door which like Libby's, was also closed. I stepped towards him as my heart began to thump wildly and the feeling between my thighs grew stronger with his last phrase. He opened the door to reveal his bedroom.
When he turned on the lights, the lighting was dim giving a mysterious feeling to his room. The dressers and tables were littered with rose petals, but they stayed neatly off the ground and bed. The black and gold comforter of his bed was perfectly made and folded back. Candles were lit and set in silver holders on each surface, illuminating the room further and making it even more romantic.
"Oh, Edward," was the brilliant sentence I could form after taking in my surroundings and realized he had done this all for me. It was more romantic then any movie I had ever seen. Even his baby grand piano was covered in rose petals.
"You are the one my heart belongs to, Bella. I want to give you every ounce of me. Want to love you in every way," he said, sending jolts through my body right before I was pulled into his embrace.
My hands started out tangled in his hair, pulling him closer to me as our jaws opened and closed, his tongue stretching across my teeth and exploring the cavern of my mouth. But as he started to walk me backwards slowly, they trailed down to his jacket, which I easily pushed off.
He broke the kiss to remove his tie and let it fall to the ground and as he pushed me up against the window next to his bed, my leg automatically hitched around his him as my fingers started to undo his buttons on his clean, white, shirt.
I pushed the white cloth down his shoulders, as I let my hands trail down is bicep and triceps, the incredible muscles in his arms making me want to rip the rest of his clothes off as soon as possible.
His white wife beater remained tucked in his pants and I briefly contemplated whether it would look better on or off. The way it stretched across his chest made me start to drip into the very little panties I was wearing.
As I stared at the tightness of that thin, white, garment, and how it emphasized his chest so perfectly, I hardly noticed his hands already unbuckling his belt and unbuttoning his pants. When I did notice, I looked up to find him staring at me.
He lowered his head down to kiss me again as I heard his fingers slowly pull down his zipper. I pushed the waistband of the black trousers down and ran my hand up and under his wife beater, feeling his torso before taking off the shirt.
When his lips came back to mine, I couldn't help but moan as he once again pushed me against the window, his arousal evident as it poked into my stomach, making me want it all the more. I pulled back from the kiss only to get his tongue out of my mouth so that I could suck on his bottom lip. Feel the flesh between my teeth and taste his concentrated sweetness.
He pressed me once more against the glass and then lifted me by my ass so I could wrap my legs around his body. As he moved us away from the window and to the foot of the bed, his hands remained on my cheeks, gently kneading the muscle and tissue.
He set me down unexpectedly, making me stumble back for a moment, but a moment long enough let my eyes appraise his body once more, this time clad only in boxer briefs. They were so tight around his godlike body, showing off that V coming from above it, and his tight, muscular thighs emerging below. But what was most prominent (and sexy) about his barely there attire, was his long, hard cock bulging against those tight, black underwear.
"Is something distracting you?" He asked only taking a step closer, and I couldn't help my eyes from only focusing on his hard cock, coming closer to me, and I wanted it in me so bad at this point. The muscles in my stomach already coiled so tightly I could combust.
I didn't even answer his question as he dipped his head down and kissed as far down as the dress's cut would allow. His hands came up to my breasts and touched them just lightly through the silky material, just enough to make the already hard nipples, tighten to an almost painful degree with arousal.
He stood up and back as if to appraise his hands' work before whispering in my ear, "Delicious. Perhaps we should get rid of my distraction."
His hands went to his waist band to pull down his undergarment, when before he could do so, my hand went out. I looked him right in the eyes as my hands covered his sitting on the top of the black material. His face almost looked hurt, certainly confused, as if I was rejecting him. To let him know I meant other wise, I leaned up and kissed his lips softly as I let my right hand trail down the cotton to wear it jutted out.
Fueled by curiosity and desire, I let my hand cup around his erection, making him breathe out so harshly it was almost a grunt. I tore my lips away from his and opened my eyes to find his still closed and the look on his face one of pleasure.
Without thinking or removing my hand, I knelt to bend down in front of him, my hand no longer cupping his erection, but gliding over it as I heard his breathing increasing. I watched my hand flutter back and forth and up and down.
As his reaction became stronger, I became more intrigued and aroused. It was almost unfathomable that I could make him react like this.
Wanting him even more, I looked up at him. "Edward?" I asked, as his eyes opened and he looked down at me, surprised by my position, but eyes clearly glazed over. "Can I taste you, here?" I asked.
"Fuck!" The word came out of his mouth harshly and his clad cock twitched. "My love, you can do anything you want," He urged me on.
I loved the way cussing came from his lips made him sound so dirty. So I moved my head just a little closer, my eyes going back up to meet his, and then wrapped my mouth around his bulge. His eyes closed in response and his hips bucked slightly into my mouth as he breathed out a string of words I wasn't able to make out.
I found that sucking him was quite erotic (for me, anyways) and turned me on just as much as it seemed to do him. I continued to lap and nip at cotton covered skin, it was even a pleasing feeling to have in my mouth, and my tongue loved to lap it over and over again.
As I continued, I could feel him harden with each flick of my tongue, and my hands went to the waistband I had not let him pull down before. This time, I pulled them down, peeling them away from his toned body. I didn't want him to be covered any more.
His cock stood completely straight at me after being released and the tip already had pearls of precum beading at his slit. My body on autopilot, my head closed the small distance and I kissed the head of his cock, taking the bead onto my lips and licking it away. And he tasted good!!
I was about to lean my head in to taste more of him, when he pulled me up. I looked at him confused as the blush came to my cheeks, realizing what I had just done, and thinking that maybe I shouldn't have done it.
He bent in and kissed each of my red cheeks. "Love, if you continued with that, I wouldn't be able to hold myself back." He kissed my lips softly and then spoke against them, "And I want to release inside you."
I nodded in agreement, but the movement was spastic due to the shiver that ran down my body.
His hands went to the straps of my dress and pushed the fabric away from its holding. It slid down my arms, revealing more of my breasts, but not enough because of the tape still in place. So Edward grabbed the material there and pulled away both the silk and the tape, letting it pool to the floor like a silky curtain of cascading snow.
"Astounding," he breathed out, raking me over, though he had seen me unclothed before.
"Stay." He commanded as he backed up to his bed and sat at the foot of it. I watched what he was doing and stood in front of him, resisting the urge to cover myself.
"Turn around." He said. I'm sure it was meant as a command, but his voice was rough and husky. Mine wouldn't have been much better, but I kept my mouth shut and did what he asked. It was incredibly exciting to not know what to expect. To anticipate.
My back was now facing him and I could make out slick noises coming from behind me, and I got wet at the mental image of Edward stroking himself.
"Take off your underwear," Edward spoke, and his voice was strained.
I did as I was told, hooking my fingers around the thin fabric of my thong, and bent over, sliding them down my legs, just as I knew he wanted me too.
"MMMMmm…oh god, Bella," he said so quietly, I don't think I was meant to hear. "Turn back," he said, in a louder voice, though still low.
I turned toward him, biting my lip as I watched his hand pump up and down his shaft. "Stick a finger in you," he demanded. "The first time I saw you like this, you were thinking of me, pleasing yourself to me. Now I want to watch you clearly as you watch me."
I did not hesitate to shove two fingers into my core right away. I was so aroused, it was becoming painful and I needed some sort of release. In and out, I shoved as I heard the squelching of my own moisture and was able to keep my eyes open just to watch Edward, as he was fighting to do the same to me.
"Stop!" he almost yelled out as he forced his hand to stop touching himself. I had more difficulty though.
"Edward, please," I begged. I needed my release.
But he jumped from his spot on the bed and pinned my arms to my side to prevent me from pleasing myself.
He looked me in the eyes and I knew that I had the same wild look that he held, "I want to be the one to finish you," he whispered.
His lips attached themselves to mine and the two pairs moved together smoothly, like water gliding over smoothed rocks. His arms went down and swept under my knees, so he was cradling me. He carried me over to his bed where he set me down gently in the middle.
He crawled onto the bed, almost like a predator, but rather than using his teeth to tear at his prey, he started at my feet and used his lips to tease me. Up my ankle, to my calf, up to my knee, taking the time to kiss the underside of it as well before moving up to my thigh, to my groin, then skipping to kiss up my torso.
It was as if he was taking his time to worship me, to cherish me, even though, judging by his erection, he was aching as much as I was.
He made it to my breasts when he stopped and bent down to kiss each nipple before taking it in his mouth and running his tongue over it. He did it to each before finally kissing my lips and moving his body to cover my own.
His right hand came up and swept the hair away from my face as he looked lovingly at me now. "You know I love you," he whispered, his eyes piercing mine.
"I know. And I love you too."
"If you're not ready, I can wait," he promised me.
"Edward," I said his name confidently so he knew it would speak the truth. "I want you to have all of me. I want to be yours as you will be mine."
He shifted a little to place himself at my entrance, and looked at me, asking once again for my permission. I nodded my head and he slid into me, my head tilting back at the feeling, at the pleasure.
But he suddenly stopped and I looked to find his head creasing in an effort to stay still as I knew I was tight around him, after all, he was stretching me wide to accommodate his large size.
He took one deep breath, let it out, and thrust hard into me, breaking my barrier as his mouth covered mine. The pain rippled through my body and I cried out into his mouth. I couldn't stop the tears from coming down though and he stayed as still as possible.
He pulled back to look at me, and the pain was starting to diminish, being replaced but the oncoming pleasure as my body still adjusted. Tears continued to roll down my cheeks though, and he kissed them all away, and waited painfully, but patiently for me to nod my head so he could move.
He slid out and I immediately felt the emptiness, not liking that we were no longer connected. But it didn't last long, as he thrust hard into me again. And again. AND AGAIN.
It was glorious pleasure how deep he would go, his balls slamming against my skin with each thrust and the sweat developing on his toned body.
My body was arching off the bed, wanting more of him and eventually he grabbed my left thigh and hitched it around himself. I got the idea and both my legs wrapped around his waist, lifting my hips so that he could go even deeper than before.
I screamed out things I'm sure were not actual words and I heard him mutter my name, cussing, which only made me meet his thrusts with more vigor. Sweat gathered all over my body and when I couldn't stand it anymore, the spring in my stomach unloaded and shot through my body like a bullet.
I screamed out Edward's name as I closed my eyes and behind my lids, flashes of white light that resembled the flashing of cameras, sparked one after another.
As my muscles clenched around Edward, I could feel his release come and spill into me, the warm fluid flowing into my body was almost enough to spurt off a second orgasm.
He continued to rock into me, more softly now, riding out the orgasmic pleasure we had just had. But when the movements stopped, he never pulled out of me. He simply grabbed the folded back blankets and covered our naked, sweating bodies, as he went limp inside me.
He pulled me closer with an almost protectiveness and whispered that he loved me over and over again. I could only nod lamely and whimper a "me too," in response, completely worn out.
He continued to speak to me, but I was already on my way to dream land. A land that could never be as perfect as the moments I had just lived.
EPOV
Nervous sweat was beading against my temple as I followed Bella up the stairs. Her first instinct up entering my home was to check on my daughter. It amazed me that even though Bella had not known my daughter long, she was already becoming the mother that I always wanted Libby to have.
A smile must have been on my face because Bella seemed to calm slightly when she turned, seeing no worry on my features, "Where's Libby?"
As I closed the distance between us, my arms came to rest around Bella's slim waist, "She's at my parent's house."
Bella's neck was exposed enough for me to sneak a taste, but I should have known that one taste would never be enough. Her skin tasted like delicious honey, and I was drawn to her unique flavor. The tip of my tongue traced the skin of her neck, as I devoured her, gently sucking on the warm skin. Her moan was erotic, and I felt myself twitch, hoping the night would lead where I had planned it to.
The way she blushed made me want to lean forward and nibble at the soft skin of her ear lobe, before pressing my cheek to hers, wanting to feel the heat from her face, "What's wrong, love?"
"That felt good." I couldn't wait to make her feel even better, and after speaking those words, I opened the door to my bedroom, I heard her gasp my name. I had spent hours making sure that my house would be spotless, wanting nothing to get in the way of what I had planned for the night.
Rose's cost an ungodly amount, but Bella would always be worth it, no matter how expensive the object was, especially if it made her speechless. I had been practicing lines earlier, however, in the heat of the moment, my words came out differently than my rehearsal, "You are the one my heart belongs to, Bella. I want to give you every ounce of me. Want to love you in every way."
Bella's cheeks were flushed, and as our lips crashed together, her finger gripped my bronze tresses. It was slightly painful, but even the harsh tugging made my arousal grow. Her tongue tasted sinful as it caressed mine, and the passion in our kiss was portrayed in our bodies' reactions.
Clothes were lost, and as Bella's warm hand cupped my hard erection, I had to restrain myself from bucking my hips, and losing it. The soft hand pressing against my cotton clad cock was causing my cock to become harder, and Bella knew it. After my gentle encouragement, she began to gently suck me through the dark fabric, and I could feel the warm wetness that was her mouth on my sensitive skin.
Her lips were close to the tip of my cock; I could almost feel her tongue inside of my small slit. I was swollen, and as she tugged my underwear down, I bit my tongue so that I wouldn't cry out when the cold air hit my overheated erection. She didn't stop, and as her lips moved to the tip of my exposed hard on, she lapped at the pre cum on the head, and I about lost it.
I had stopped her in an effort to sustain myself, as well as undress her. I wanted her body naked, nipples hard, pussy leaking juices. I prayed that I would be able to smell her arousal, because that in turn would let me know that she wanted me as badly as I wanted her.
The dress slipped from her shoulders easily, and as her breasts became exposed, her nipples darkened as they got harder from the fresh air. The sight made my cock twitch, and I had to fight hard not to cum as this goddesses body was revealed to me. Tight, firm breasts, with hard nipples poked out, and I could see the damp spot in her thong.
Inhaling, I moved closer towards her, wanting to taste the delicious scent that I smelled. To have it embedded in my senses, but I got a better idea, "Stay. Turn around."
Licking my palm, I began to softly jerk at my cock, but when Bella bent over, exposing her soft ass to me, my rhythm picked up. I could see her pussy as she bent over, and I had to restrain myself from taking her, right, then. It was a thirst that I couldn't quench, I needed to feel Bella's wall's encasing me.
Her long finger's slid quickly into her pussy, and each time they slid out, I heard a squelching sound. She was soaked for me, and I wanted to taste her, but knew that if she continued much longer, I wouldn't take her virginity during her first cum.
After I stopped her, she and I moved to my bed, and I couldn't stop myself from tasting her divine skin. It was like sipping a fine wine; my lust was so great that nothing could stop me. As I positioned myself, I locked eyes with Bella. I could feel her warm pussy lips against the head of my cock, and I knew that I wanted her permission before we went any further.
Bella was painfully tight, but I was a glutton. I didn't want to hurt her, but I knew it was necessary in order for her to enjoy this experience. Her tears made my gut clench, and as I kissed them away, I held myself above her, not moving until she had fully adjusted to my size.
My balls slapped against her as I made love to her, not too fast, not too slow. I wanted both of us to enjoy the experience, this wasn't just another fuck, this was two people giving themselves to each other.
When she came, her pussy clenched around me, and my vision clouded as I neared my own orgasm. I rocked my hips as I emptied into her, filling her with my seed. When my orgasm ended, I stayed inside of Bella, hoping that my presence inside of her would comfort her through the night. I wanted her to know that this was not a dream, and I would not leave her in the morning.
If I had it my way, she would be mine, forever.
Right, so what did you think of the first 'official' lemon? I'm still not really sure if it was exactly right, or what I had in mind, but I really couldn't help it. Once I start writing a lemon, my imagination and fantasies take over completely and its hard to go against them. So please tell me what you think.
Much love and even more writing,
ashel-13
So I know my EPOV at the end was kind of weak, but I didn't want it too repetitive... But, I'll give you a hint into the next chapter. Something in this chapter was "even covered in rose petals."I'm taking an idea, from a movie, for the next chapter. Sidebar, lemony goodness…
See you soon,
Hayden