by: ObsessingOverEdward
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Title: Happy Endings
By: ObsessingOverEdward
Type of Edward: I'm not going to ruin the surprise yet.
Character type: bit OOC
Story type: All human
POV: Mixed
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BPOV
I had asked myself this same question several times over the last hour only to be distracted yet again as his wonderfully strong hands moved across my body. How did I end up naked, on a beach in Mexico, tipsy from one to many Margaritas with the most gorgeous man I had ever met? Alice. Was the only answer I could coherently think as his hands yet again stroked down my stomach coming so close to the heat that was burning between my legs. I let out a long moan and tried to relax under his ministration. Yeah right, like that was going to happen. He had me wound up so tight I thought I would spontaneously combust.
It all started earlier this week when I had what I thought was the worst day of my life. I had come home early from a grueling day at work only to find that my fiancé was wrapped in the arms of his secretary…in our bed! Looking back I should have seen the signs. The late nights, the hushed phone calls, the kinky tricks he would come up with when we did finally make love. "Grrrrrrrrrrr".
"Did I hurt you?" That velvety voice brought me back to what I was experiencing in the present.
"Noooo, oh God, right there, that feels sooooooo good." I groaned out as he continued hitting the sweet spot. I never thought that a man could have such soft hands and be able to use them so well.
Alice! She is the one to thank for my current position. After I slapped Jacob and his whore I ran out of our apartment and never looked back. Alice had gone back a few days later to retrieve my clothes and some personal items because my heart just couldn't handle the pain. I had sulked around her apartment for a week, not going into work or getting dressed for that matter when she had had enough.
"Bella, pack your bags. We're going to Mexico!" What!? I gave her a confused look so she continued. "I'm tired of seeing you mope around wallowing in self-pity over that…that…well, I'm too much of a lady to call him what he is." I winced at the reference to Jacob. "I've booked us two tickets to Cabo San Lucas for early tomorrow morning. We'll be staying at the Hilton resort where we will drink Margaritas by the pool and be waited on by hunky cabana boys."
"Alice, I can't. I have to get back to work, I-"
"Nonsense. You've got plenty of vacation time since you're a workaholic and haven't taken any time off for the last five years. I talked to your boss Rosalie and she agrees. You need to get away and enjoy life." She argued. "You have two more weeks off to find your inner vixen and I'm going to help you do it." I groaned at the thoughts that were running through my head when she said the word "vixen". That only meant one thing. Alice was on a mission to get me laid.
The last time she had used the "v" word it ended badly. I had woke up to a brilliant pair of blue eyes staring at me and didn't have any idea how he had gotten into my bed. It took me weeks of dodging phone calls to shake the golden retriever I had brought home that night. Don't get me wrong, Mike was cute and very sweet in that new puppy kind of way but he was too needy.
I sighed knowing that there was no point in arguing with her. She always got her way. Twelve hours, and many cocktails on the plane later, we landed in Mexico. The rooms we were staying in were simple yet had an extravagant Mexican flare. As we stood in the middle of my huge room I argued that we should have shared a room but she wasn't having any of that. "How do you expect to bring someone to a room we are sharing?" she had asked with a raised eyebrow.
"Because I'm not picking up any strange men in Mexico." I stated simply.
"We'll see." She smirked as she tapped her temple. "Oh yeah. I did see." Then she turned around and headed for the door.
"Get in your bikini and meet me at the pool in a half an hour. I've got several things planned for you today." She said over her shoulder as she opened the door to leave.
I sighed and fell on my bed, dreading the plans that the Evil Pixie had planned. I pulled my suitcase off of the floor and rummaged through the contents looking for the bikini she had packed. I found it but not after I took inventory of the skimpiness she expected me to wear this week. She had insisted on going shopping without me. At the time I thought that it was odd but didn't question the reprieve I had been given. Now I know why she didn't want me to go. The bikini was blue but was literally a string with a few triangle pieces of cloth. I prayed she had packed another one so I rummaged through the suitcase to find two more. Unfortunately, they were the same design only in red and white. I gave in and put it on, knowing that if I didn't she would just barge in here and dress me herself. I threw a sundress on over the "Bikini Madness" and headed for the pool.
Alice was already settled into a lounge chair with a margarita awaiting my arrival. She slowly sipped her drink before looking at me with a determined face. This can't be good I thought.
"I've only planned out the first two days because I figured once you met someone you would probably like to make plans yourself." I sighed, knowing there was no use in arguing with her. I would do what she has planned and then have the rest of the week to relax and read by the pool.
"Okay, what's on the agenda?" I said with fake enthusiasm.
She clapped her hands excitedly as she bounced in her chair. "First of all, we are going to enjoy the pool, bar, and cabana boys." I looked around as she pointed to each item she ticked off. The pool was one of those eternity pools. There was no deck to the side of the pool that faced the Pacific Ocean, making it look like it continued right on out to the sea. I noticed a swim up bar under a shaded area with several cute, native cabana boys gathered around the bar.
"Okay, what next?" I knew that there was no way that would be the end.
"Next you are going to get a full body massage on the beach." This statement made me a little nervous. I had never had a massage. I wasn't sure if I would like a stranger having their hands all over me. Yeah right Bella, what about Mike I thought disgusted with myself at the being such a hypocrite. Maybe it won't be so bad. I'm sure whoever the massage therapist is will be professional. I just hope it's a female, I'm not sure I could handle having a male my first time.
"Then lastly, we'll be going dancing at Cabo Wabo." My fears at having a massage instantly vanished with the thought of going to a club with Alice. That girl had more energy than the energizer bunny. She was relentless when it came to partying. She would drag me out on the dance floor for hours. The good thing was I became a pretty good dancer before the days of Jacob. I am not going to think about him anymore! I thought as I pushed down the hatred that started to boil under my skin. Wow! Where did that come from? This was the first time I thought about Jake without feeling like my heart was being ripped out. Now I felt just plain pissed off. Realization dawned on me at that moment. I'm going to get over him. I'm going to have fun this week and forget all about what he did to me. He doesn't matter anymore. The feeling of relief washed over me and I knew that I was going to be okay.
I grinned at Alice with a new commitment. "We're going to have a blast this week, Ali!" She smiled at me slyly.
"You have no idea." She said as she downed the last of her Margarita and flagged over a cabana boy.
I was stumbling towards the white fabric cabana that Alice pointed out from the pool earlier in the day. It was situated further up the beach, away from the swimming beach for added privacy. "That is were you will get your massage." She said as we were drinking our third Margarita in the pool.
The sand was impossible to walk in, even without the aid of…..well…. I couldn't remember how many drinks I'd had. I staggered the last few feet until I came to the opening of the tent that was facing the ocean. Nobody's here. Great, I guess I'm early. So I plopped down, not too gracefully, in the sand. I loved how the warm sand felt squishing between my toes. It was almost an erotic caress. Hmm. Maybe Alice was right, I do need to get laid.
"Are you Isabella Swan?" A smooth voice asked from behind me. I jumped not realizing anyone was near. Once my heart slowed down I tried to stand up and face my visitor only to end up back on my rear. I heard a soft chuckle and then he was in front of me. My eyes slowly traveled up his white linen clad legs to a well sculpted, tan chest that was bare in all its magnificent glory. Are there really chests that hard and sculpted besides underwear models? I slowly raised my eyes to the slight smirk on his lips. His facial features were stunning, strong cheek bones, carved with perfection. A perfectly straight nose and his eyes were striking. They were a deep emerald green with a spark of amusement in them. I quickly looked away when I realized I was ogling this magnificent man in front of me. My cheeks flamed red instantly. I hated that I was so transparent.
He cleared his throat, or was that another chuckle. "Are you Isabella Swan?" he repeated with amusement in his voice.
I looked up at him and nodded my head, afraid that the words would come out slightly slurred. That's when I noticed his bronze hair that was messily blowing in the light ocean breeze. I just wanted to reach out and touch it. It looked so soft and inviting. He reached out his hand to help me up. When I grabbed onto his hand electricity shot through my arm, running down my breasts to my lower stomach. This is interesting. I thought as he pulled me up to a vertical position. My head started spinning but I wasn't sure if it was from the alcohol I had consumed or from the intense gaze of this Greek God.
"Fantastic! I will be giving you your massage today. My name is Edward." What!? I was not expecting this.
"I…..um…..wasn't expecting you." I said quietly, my mind reeling at the thought of him touching my body.
He looked at me with a confused expression on his face. "I don't understand, I was specifically requested?"
I'm going to kill that little meddling pixie! She did this on purpose. She probably asked for the hottest massage therapist they had at the hotel. Hoping to get me all hot and bothered before we went out tonight. I've been her friend long enough to know how her mind works. "I'm sorry. My friend set up the massage for me. I was just expecting….. a female."
He looked a little disappointed. "Well, if you'd prefer a female I can call up to the spa and have one sent down."
No! My subconscious was screaming at me. "Uh, no, that's okay. I've just never done this before and am a little worried about it."
His smile was radiant as he set his duffle bag on the ground inside the cabana. "There's nothing to be worried about. I'll be gentle." I just about swooned when he uttered those last three words. "Let me just get set up and we can get started." He started pulling out bottles of oil, towels, a couple of sheets and an ipod with small speakers. He set up everything meticulously as I watched his fluent movements move around the tent. He placed the bottles on a small table, turned on the ipod, a classical piece was wafting out of the speakers and then covered the massage table with one of the sheets and a rolled up towel where I assumed my face would go. He looked around doing a double take to make sure he had everything in place. He turned to me with that smile again and I felt my insides start to melt.
"I'm all set up. I'll step outside for a minute and let you get undressed. Remove everything and then climb on the table face down. Drape the sheet over yourself and then give me a holler when you're done." He looked at me asking with his eyes if I had any questions. I could only nod that I understood. He quickly stepped out of the cabana, pulling the strings that were holding open the entry to give me some privacy.
I quickly did as he said, acutely aware that I was naked a few feet away from an extremely attractive man. When I was situated and confident that all of my assets were covered I called out to him that I was ready. Boy, was I ever ready! I laid my face on the towel that was placed around the opening in the table and anxiously awaited whatever pleasure he would bestow upon me.
I heard him enter and tie back the flaps to the cabana before his silky voice reached me.
"I know you're nervous so I'm going to take this slow. If at anytime you feel that the pressure is too much please let me know and I'll lighten up. I'm going to talk as little as possible so you can relax. If you fall asleep that's okay too." Was he kidding? I couldn't imagine falling asleep on this man. "I'm going to be using a massage oil that has a mixture of freesias and lavender smell to it. Lavender helps you to relax." He bent down at my head and placed his hands under the table, right up to my face, so I could smell it. "Is this going to be okay?" It smelled wonderful. I nodded my head. "Then let's get started. I'm going to work on every part of your body so if you are uncomfortable with anything, let me know." Every part of my body? What does that mean? I thought as I felt the sheet slide down to the rise of my rear.
Then his hands were on me. Stroking along my back in long swift motions, stopping just as he reached the sheet. He continued for quite a while rubbing out all the aches and stress that had accumulated over the last week that had settled into my back and neck. He moved to my arms and when he was finished there he slowly moved down towards my legs. I sucked in a breath when he stopped at my hips and began a slow sensual massage that started on the sides of my hips and slowly moved up to my rear. As he continued to rub he increased the pressure. With the increased pressure he was slowly grinding my pubic bone into the table. I couldn't help myself and let out a moan of pleasure.
"Was that too hard? Would you like me to relax my pressure?" he whispered above me.
"No, it is perfect." I whispered as my cheeks reddened again. I was embarrassed by my reaction but not nearly enough to have him stop. He kept up his pace while I bit my bottom lip to keep from screaming out from the sensations that were wreaking havoc on my body. Did he know what he was doing to me? My breathing increased and I thought I was going to lose it when he finally moved down to my legs. So this is how I ended up naked, on a beach in Mexico, tipsy from one too many Margaritas with the most gorgeous man I had ever met.
EPOV
She's exquisite. I thought as my hands ran over her back. Her skin is flawless and so soft. Keep it professional, Cullen I scolded myself. How many times had I said that in my head since I arrived on the beach this evening?
Her friend had come into the spa just as I arrived for my shift. She was going on an on about her friend who needed to be pampered. Apparently, this friends' fiancé was a dog and left her feeling battered and broken. Alice, I think her name was, looked right at me when I walked in the door and pointed at me and said. "I want him." To say that I was taken aback would be an understatement. I looked at her with a raised brow. "I want him to give the massage to my friend." She reiterated. Then she proceeded to clear my schedule for the time she wanted and gave me the inside scoop on Bella. I was very intrigued by the description Alice had given me. She said she was an editor for some home and garden magazine and lived in Seattle Washington. I smiled, Forks, where I grew up, is just a couple of hours away. I kept that bit of information to myself. She continued to tell me that her friend was a workaholic and hasn't taken a vacation in a very long time. At this it reminded me of why I was in Mexico.
I had been working in the hospital with my father in Forks after my residency was over in Chicago. As the local cardiologist I should have seen the signs. My father had a massive heart attack, thank goodness he survived. If he wasn't a doctor and didn't know what was happening at the time he never would have made it. From that moment on my mother was all that mattered to him. He retired and whisked my mother off to travel the world. Before he left he sat me down and gave me the advice I needed to hear to make a change in my life. "Son, I've made a lot of mistakes raising you. I should have been around more." I started to protest but he shushed me and continued. "There is more to life than working and I can see you are following in my footsteps. Take a break, you're still young. Have some fun or you'll end up like me, fifty-one and almost dead." On top of the guilt I was already feeling was the truthfulness of his words. I took his advice. I packed up the bare necessities, emptied my savings and hopped on a plane to Mexico. Now here I am on a beach with a beautiful girl under me, caressing her skin and treating her like the Goddess that she is.
Alice mentioned that she was pretty but that wasn't an accurate description. This girl was amazing. I chuckled to myself as I thought about startling her with my introduction. Alice had filled me in on their plans for the day so it wasn't a surprise when I watched her fumble to get up. It wasn't until I was standing in front of her that I was hit, full force, with her beauty. She wasn't supermodel beautiful, she was fresh and real. She was the kind of girl that you could tie up and make wild passionate love to and then turn around and take her to meet your parents. Exactly the kind of girl I was looking for. The way she checked me out when we first met did not go unnoticed by me. She was definitely interested.
When Alice was about to leave she asked me a question that I hadn't ever thought about. "Do you provide 'happy endings'?" What!? I looked at her with a blank stare. "You do know what a happy ending is, don't you?" I curtly nodded my head. "Well?" She stood there like she just asked me if I wanted sugar with my coffee not that she wanted me to bring her friend to an orgasm. What could I say? I'd been asked plenty of times if I provided them. Women threw themselves at me all the time, especially since the dress code was linen pants and nothing else when you were on the beach. I would always kindly decline but there was something about this girl that Alice described to me that had me thinking I wouldn't mind trying it. So I said the one thing I never thought I would say.
"Sure. Whatever she wants." The squeal that emitted from her tiny body was ear piercing. She bounced up and down clapping her hands together so fast I thought she might explode at any minute.
"She'll never ask. I don't even think she'll know that it's an option unless you ask her." How am I supposed to go about asking her without sounding like a pervert? I sighed and nodded my head. Finally realizing what I'd gotten myself into.
So hear I am, rubbing down an extraordinary woman, trying to figure out how to approach the topic of happy endings. I slowly moved over her back going towards her hips when I had the strongest urge to flip her over and take her on the table.
You're doing it again Cullen! I slowly massaged her hips as my hand slid to her firm ass. I gently rubbed circles up and down as I gradually increased the pressure. The thought came to me that by applying more pressure and enlarging the rotation of the circles of the massage it would make her hips sway in a larger motion, making her grind against the table. As I reached the point in my pressure where I thought I might hurt her she let out a loud moan. My body immediately reacted to the sexy sound that came from deep in her throat. Linen pants didn't hide anything. I shifted uncomfortably.
"Was that too hard? Would you like me to relax my pressure?" I whispered, trying to keep my voice even.
"No, it is perfect." Comprehension dawned on me that she was getting turned on by what I was doing. That didn't do anything for my not so little problem. I continued until my body couldn't stand it anymore and then I moved on to her legs.
Finally I had reigned in some control over my body but not until I resorted to thinking about Helga the Swedish massage therapist in a bikini. I shuddered again at the thought.
"Please flip over Isabella." She slowly raised her head and looked me in the eyes.
"I think you've earned the right to call me Bella." She smiled shyly at me. I gave her what I hoped was one of my "dazzling" smiles as my mother called them.
She readjusted the sheet trying to keep herself covered as she flipped over. She didn't do a very good job. I caught a glimpse of the side of her breast as she grabbed at the sliding fabric. Lord have mercy! I thought. Once she was comfortable. I adjusted the sheet so it was draped over her. She looked so beautiful, the outline of her body on full view for me to admire. Her breasts were perky under the sheet and I could see that her nipples were hard. I wanted so desperately to pull down the sheet and caress them, to taste them. So much for being discrete, little Eddie was fully awake again. I sighed and sat down in the chair above her head. I've wanted to do this part of the massage since the moment I saw her. I gently lifted her head and pulled her hair out from under her shoulders. It cascaded over the table into my lap. I groaned inwardly at the feel of it.
I started at the base of her neck slowly rubbing tiny circles up and across the back of her head. Every once in a while I would run my fingers through her silky locks and breath in the familiar scent of strawberries. Her eyes were closed and her lips parted when she let out a heavy sigh with a small moan. I was so close, I wanted to feel her lips against mine and see if they were as soft as they looked. Instead I moved to her temples and continued my torture.
This was going to be the hardest part of this hour. I thought to myself as my hands slipped to her shoulders. Usually I would just work the shoulders and arms and then move on to the legs but Alice had strict instructions. "You have to massage every part of her body." When I started to protest she raised a perfectly plucked brow and said. "Trust me, she won't know the difference. This is her first time. Besides, she'll enjoy it." I was about to put her theory into play and my nerves were frazzled.
My hands expertly rubbed her shoulders slipping my hands down to the top of her breasts. I heard her suck in a breath and hold it as I came dangerously close to her nipples. I watched her face for her reaction when I realized she hadn't let out that gulp of air. I leaned down so my lips were inches from her ear and whispered "Breathe Bella." She immediately let it out and tried to catch her breath, gasping for air. I was pleased that she didn't protest at where my hands had taken me. I kept this caress up until I heard her moan in approval. I didn't want to startle her so I slowly slid my hands under the sheet and down the side of both her breasts, then back up again. Repeating this motion until she was almost panting for breath. Little Eddie twitched hard, trying to guide me to where he knew there was a warm, beautiful, and naked woman. Every time her chest would rise and fall the sheet continued to get lower and lower. I could just barely see the hint of pink that encircled her nipples. Now was the time to close the flaps on the tent so I quickly jumped up and released the ties.
I moved around to the side of the table and continued my slow massage of her breasts moving to cup underneath them and giving them a slight squeeze. They felt heavy in my hands. At this point the sheet had completely slipped down to reveal her delicate buds to me. I slowly slipped my hands down her stomach coming deathly close to the curls that I'm sure were hidden just under the sheet and then back up again to find her breasts. I repeated this motion several times before I glanced at her. Her eyes were tightly closed and her mouth was parted as she gave in and let out a full fledge sexy moan. I smiled, proud that I made that noise come out of her. I kept stroking her hoping to hear that sound again.
"Grrrrrrrrrrr."
"Did I hurt you?" She looked up at me with confusion in her eyes.
"Noooo, oh God, right there, that feels sooooooo good
"Bella?" My voice was husky with need.
Her eyes opened and what I saw within them made me momentarily forget what I was doing. Her eyes flashed with lust. Her small tongue darted out to moisten her lips as she stared unashamed back at me.
"We're almost finished and I….er….wanted to know if you wanted a….er….happy ending?" My face had to have flushed ten shades of red. She looked at me with confusion in her eyes. Then comprehension dawned on her face.
"Do you do that very often?" Her intense gaze never leaving me.
"I've been asked quite a few times but I have never had a desire to do it until now." Was that really my voice? How did I manage to get anything out of my mouth?
"What do I have to do?" Curiosity mixed with apprehension was present in her words.
"All you have to do is lay back and enjoy the ride." I continued to knead her breasts. Her curiosity giving me the courage to take her delicate bud and roll it between my fingers. Her back arched off the table as she threw her head back and moaned. I took that as a yes but I had to hear it out of her mouth. "Please Bella, tell me what you need and it is yours."
"Anything. Everything." She cried as I took the tender flesh that was in my hand, into my mouth. "Edward." Se screamed as my tongue flicked over the sensitive part of her breast.
"Tell me Bella, I have to know that you want this." I growled as I brought my lips from her warm skin.
"I want your dick inside of me now!" She screamed. I soooo wasn't expecting that. My lips froze on her nipple as I contemplated what she just asked for. From what I heard from the other staff that I worked with 'happy endings' were a hand job until the client was satisfied. Not what this gorgeous woman was begging me for right now. I would give her anything at this point. She had me thoroughly wrapped around her finger.
My lips crashed to hers in our first searing kiss. She grabbed at my shoulders pulling me closer as she thrust her fingers into my hair. I smiled against her lips at her eagerness as she disentangled one hand from my hair to trail down my chest. Little Eddie jumped at the thought of where that hand might be headed. She broke the kiss to look into my eyes as her hand hit the waste band of my pants. I couldn't stand the anticipation any longer so I leaned down and placed wet hot kisses across her jaw to the sensitive skin under her ear. Her hand had found its target and when she brushed over my hardness she gasped in surprise. My body shuddered at her touch, wishing that she would grab a hold and never let go. "You have no idea what you are doing to me, Bella." I whispered seductively in her ear.
She smiled. "I think I have somewhat of an idea, Edward." I loved hearing my name roll off of her lips. She grabbed the string to my pants and tugged until the tie came undone. My pants slowly slid down my hips stopping at the huge erection that was holding them up. I gave a little shimmy and they slid down the rest of the way. Her hand quickly darted out and wrapped around my stiffness. She was still laying on the table so she gently tugged me closer to her. When I understood what she was going to do I groaned in anticipation. When she had me close enough she leaned over and gave a small kiss to the head of my manhood. Electric currents shot through my body, frying my brain instantly.
"You're beautiful." Came the sweet voice of Bella. She kissed it again and then snaked her tongue out to circle around the tip. The coolness of her tongue on my overheated skin sent me spinning. She stroked me with her hand slowly before wrapping her lips fully around me and taking me in as far as she could. The part that wouldn't fit she wrapped her hand around and stroked as she moved up and down my length. Her mouth, tongue and hand administered to my every need. I entwined my hands into her hair and guided her head up and down, slowly thrusting my hips into her mouth. Where did she learn how to do this? Never mind, I don't want to know the answer to that. The thought of her doing this to another man made my blood boil. What is wrong with me, I've know this girl for an hour. She distracted me from where my thoughts were headed by letting out a hum that vibrated my arousal into another dimension. Just when I thought I was going to lose it I pulled her hair slightly to pull her off of me. When she released me I noticed a small pout forming on her lips.
"This isn't about me, love." I purred leaning next to her ear. I noticed a small shudder ripple down her body as my breath hit her ear. I grabbed the sheet that was still draped over her waist and pulled it off of her then laid it on the sand in front of the doorway to the cabana.
BPOV
I still can't believe that I'm here, doing this, with him. He laid out the sheet on the cool sand and came back to stand by the table I was on. He looked deep in my eyes then slowly his eyes made their descent down my body and back up again.
"You are the most magnificent creature I have ever laid my eyes on." He whispered in a soft seductive tone. "Where have you been all of my life?" He leaned over and gently took my lips into his, probing them open with a tender caress from his tongue. I opened my mouth wanting to taste his sweet breath on my tongue once again. His kisses were so passionate but gentle at the same time. Jake's horn dog kisses were always so wet, like I was being licked by a mangy mutt instead of caressed like Edward was doing to me know. I felt so wanted in his arms. Cherished. Loved?
He slid his arms under my back and knees and picked me up off the table, never breaking the kiss that we continued to share. He walked over to the sheet and carefully sank to his knees, leaning over to set me on the ground. He broke the kiss and gently pushed me down so I was laying on my back. He hovered over me, only lightly grazing his body with mine. He continued looking in my eyes as if he was searching for something. He gave his head a small shake, as if to shake off a thought, and moved so that his hand was resting on my cheek. He lazily traced the outside of my lips with his finger, running his hand to my neck were he lightly stroked along my cheek bone. He acted like he was memorizing every inch of my face.
"Bella?"
"Yes." I whispered.
"I'm going to make love to you now, but I'm afraid that when I do I'm never going to want to let you go."
My heart melted at his words. "Then don't." I stated simply.
That was all the encouragement he needed. His lips locked with mine in a searing kiss just like the first one. He maneuvered himself so he was half on me and half resting on the ground. His hands which were once on my face moved down my chest and across my stomach until his fingers tangled into the curls at the heat of my desire. "Please." I pleaded.
His fingers slowly slipped over the bud of my heat. Then slipped further down to trace the opening. I could feel the gush of warm wetness flood my center and drip on my thighs as he carefully stroked the length from center to top. Moaning I clutched at his chest trying to bring him closer to me. His lips were relentless as his tongue battled with mine. He slid one finger into me and I arched my back with the intense pleasure that he produced. He pulled away from the kiss and watched me as he moved in and out of me at an excruciatingly slow place. He added another finger in me as his thumb stroked the bundle of nerves that were hardening under his touch. Over and over he hit the same spot that had me crying for him to end the torment he was inflicting.
He grunted at my last outburst and pulled his hand away. I immediately wanted him back. He quickly climbed on top of me positioning himself over me.
He looked into my eyes asking before he took the plunge. "Do we need protection?" He said in his velvety voice.
I nodded my head. You can never be too safe. "In my purse." I squeaked. Thanking Alice in my head for always making sure I had condoms in my purse. 'Just in case.' She would always sing.
He jumped up and grabbed my purse off of the small table, handing it to me. I opened it quickly dumping out all the contents in the sand beside us until I found the little foil package. I looked up at him to see him smirking down at me.
"Eager are we?" He asked.
"Shut up and get down here." I flashed him a smile that said I was teasing with him. He knelt down in front of me as I ripped the package open and proceeded to roll the latex down his length. He growled when I was finished, grabbing me by the legs and pulling me towards him so I was sitting in his lap. I shrieked at the sudden movement and laughed at his determination.
"Who's the eager one now?" I said as he gave me the sexiest smile I had ever seen. He pulled me closer to him wrapping my legs around his waist he surged forward so that the tip of his erection was being kissed by my lower lips. With one quick movement he grabbed my hips and plunged me onto his hardness. I cried out at the bliss that was coursing through my body. I opened my eyes and watched as his head rolled back extending his neck that was strained in pure satisfaction. He let out a long guttural moan which I imitated. He returned me to my back as he surged forward with another hard thrust, showering me with kisses the entire time. He kept up a steady rhythm. He would pull out all the way so that I could feel the helmet of his head rub against my outer lips and then he would slam back into me.
I was feeling that familiar tingle at the top of my pubic bone telling me that release was close. He quickened his pace, hitting the spot I needed him too over and over again until I felt the wave peak and crash over. Sparks exploded behind my eyes as I rode out the waves of pleasure he sent coursing through my body. I screamed his name over and over as I slowly came down off of my Edward induced high. I opened my eyes to watch him as he threw his head back. Every muscle in his arms where tightened as he squeezed my hips closer to him. Slamming, one, two, three more times into me before he exploded inside of me with a final grunt. He lowered his head to my chest as the spasms racked through his body.
That had to be the best sex I had ever had. I thought as he rolled to the side pulling me with him. Our breathing was still heavy as he gently stroked my hair down my back. My face was pressed up against his glistening chest and I was thinking that I didn't ever want this to end. I slowly looked up to find that he was staring intently at me.
"I never want this to end." He stated.
How could he read my mind? "What are we going to do now?" I said not sure what the next step would be.
"It's time for me to go home." He stated plainly. His words tore at my heart, ripping at the wounds that I was desperately trying to heal. I pulled away from him and rolled over so he wouldn't see the tears that started to pool in my eyes.
He soothingly rolled me back to face him as he saw the tears slip down my face. "Why are you crying, my angel?" I couldn't answer him. I shook my head and tried to pull away. He held me firmly where I was and looked at me with confusion in his eyes.
What did I think? That this was going to be some magical moment that we would fall in love and ride off into the sunset together. Stupid, stupid me for throwing my heart out there again! He reached for a tear that was cascading down my face. Then I saw understanding cross his features as he smiled.
"Silly girl. When I said home I meant to Forks, Washington. I've been away far too long and it looks like I finally have a reason to go home."
My heart stopped. Could I possible be his reason? Did he know that I lived in Seattle? How would he? Then a picture of a little meddling pixie popped into my head. Of course, she would have told him where we lived. I smiled hoping that what I was about to say didn't back fire on me. "And would that reason be me?" I said as I lowered my eyelashes trying to look seductive.
His eyes widened with surprise. "You are the most dangerous woman I have ever met." He grabbed me by the waist hoisting me up onto his chest and showered my lips with kisses. "Of course you are the reason." He said as he slowed his kisses. "I already told you that once I made love to you I wasn't ever going to let you go." I sighed with relief as his hands ran up and down my back.
This was the best 'happy ending' I could have ever wished for and the week was just getting started.