*Waves to y'all*
Ok this is the follow on from Edward and Bella admitting their feelings for one another and yet again I'm being a bit of a cock blocker...hear me out first people please....The reason for this is because the original intention was to make this one include the dinner and a little lemony snippet for dessert, but it started going on longer than planned and now I think I need to make it a 2 parter...is that ok with you guy's? Well it's going to have to be lol.
I felt I couldn't rush this bit and that you'd want to know what feelings were flying around between them. The dinner is definitely next and won't be too long winded so we can get to some fun :0) Then just so you know I'm planning a full on lemon torte for the one after that to include the wedding in the country house...that two could end up being a 2 parter though depending on how Edward and Bella want to lose their virginity lol, I'm sure they'll let me know nearer the time.
Please review if you guys can spare a minute to do so.
Bella's POV
Was this even real or was I still asleep?
I'd just sat and listened to Edward basically tell me that he felt the same way about me as I did him.
I'd been so abased when Emmett had fucked up that I wanted to curl up somewhere and fade into the background...to shield myself from possible hurt. So I'd left. I'd drove my truck the couple of streets over and ran to my room in a state of terror that everything with my best friend would be lost. I'd cried the whole way and was sat in a slump by my locked door. He'd followed me and was for some reason begging me to let him in but I couldn't...I was too mortified that I just sat there letting my tears fall into my hands silently.
But he didn't leave when I failed to answer him...instead he repeated my name over and over and kept going on about not wanting to do something through the door. So he'd started to ramble on about a boy...him; and my heart started to melt in realisation. The boy had been in love with his best friend for a very long time...I was the best friend...l...and that meant...
I'd quietly reached up and turned the lock before pulling it open timidly. He fell backwards and looked up at me with nothing but relief in his eyes.
And now...now he was kissing me.
And I was kissing him.
And it felt...right.
It wasn't anything like the night before...or rather...like any of it that I could vaguely remember but damn did it feel good.
"I love Emmett" I moaned out around a sensuous kiss he'd just lavished me with before he stopped dead.
I whimpered at the lost of contact between our mouths and opened my eyes to find him staring at me with an almost hurt look in his eyes.
Then it registered what I'd said.
"Oh god not like that! I just meant...because he..." Fuck can you say damage control. "I meant because he's such a blabber mouth." I bit my lip wanting the ground to open up and swallow me whole.
His hardened face softened infinitesimally when he saw the earnest in my eyes.
"I just meant that I...oh god this sounded so much better and more coherent in my mind. I just don't think...I'd be sat here with you like this if he hadn't...I know I wouldn't have been able to tell you how I felt on my own accord." I sighed and slumped my shoulders and screwed my eyes shut; not wanting to watch him leave me in a heap on my floor.
But instead of feeling the air around me stir in his departure I felt his hand gently cup my cheek again, then his lips brushed mine and his whispered words penetrated the bubble of protection my mind was trying to conjure up in preparation for the pain I'd feel when he left. "I love Emmett too for that..." He kissed me a little harder. "Remind me to buy him a fucking medal."
I couldn't help the breathless chuckle that escaped me as I smiled against his lips.
After a moment he pulled away to look at me. "So if Emmett hadn't opened his big mouth...then you wouldn't have told me?" He furrowed his brow.
"Would you have told me?" I countered.
He sighed.
"I wanted to."
"I wanted to too...but I was afraid." I whispered ashamedly.
"I was afraid too." He swallowed thickly and looked down at our entwined hands, giving them a squeeze. "I didn't want to fuck up our friendship or risk it in any way. I didn't think you'd ever see me as anything other than your friend so I wasn't going to do something that could make things awkward between us. I really wish I'd taken the chance before now though." A solitary chuckle erupted from him and I melted that bit more.
It was my turn to reassure him. I scooted over closer to him before bringing our enlaced hands to my mouth. His eyes followed my gesture while a smile crept onto his face.
"I guess some risks are worth taking sometimes." I breathed against his palm while his other hand laced into my hair.
My stomach was turning itself into pleasurable knots as he deepened our kiss. His tongue stroked impatiently against my bottom lip and I was awash with dizziness...I needed oxygen but couldn't find it in me to break away from him. As if he read my mind, his attention turned to my jaw and he begun a blazing trail of open mouth kisses over the delicate ivory skin of my neck.
He was driving me crazy.
The one and only time anyone had kissed me like that was the previous night, him, but I'd been too drunk to appreciate it. Now though I was fully aware of the events going on around me yet just as intoxicated. His sweet breath enveloped me, stirring me into a frenzy and making me ache between my legs. Both of his hands found mine and he pulled me into his lap, wrapping my legs around him before threading one hand back into my hair, cradling the back of my neck to pull us closer together, and the other pressing against the small of my back. His actions caused a low moan to flee from within my throat as his tongue finally plunged into my mouth. It didn't matter that we were inexperienced and never really had any practice because we just seemed to know what to do with one another and it felt exquisite. The nervousness was still underlying between us but we didn't let it stop us. My hands snaked up and into his hair, grasping it between my fingers and allowing us more contact. I wanted so badly to push down against his very obvious arousal and cause some much needed friction but refrained; worried what he'd think but then as I allowed my lips to leave his and make there way to his ear, his own hips bucked up against me.
Note to self, Edward likes his ears touched.
I continued my ministrations against the delicate soft skin of his lobe, gently biting it as my hand stroked his other. I thought he'd kill me with the intensity it brought out in him..just from one small show of affection.
"Fuck." He breathed.
His words were barely audible but not missed by me.
I lost my resolve and rocked my hips down on his; causing him to growl in response. The sound sent shivers through me and some much needed relief came from the movement...but I wanted more...I needed more or feared I might combust.
That's when he sighed and pulled back.
The look on my face must have been needful and pouting because he chuckled and brushed a stray hair out of my eyes.
"Maybe we're going a little fast." He whispered with a lustful look on his own face.
Nahuh!
Not to fast.
"Maybe we should slow it down a bit Bell..." His words died as I crashed my mouth to his forcefully.
"Bella you're killing me." He managed to whimper when I went in for the kill with his ear...or rather the spot just below it.
I pulled his hair a little and ground myself into him repeatedly.
"Seriously...killing...me...Fuck!" All of a sudden his hands grabbed my hips and pulled them down in an attempt to fulfil his own need.
My head fell back and I mewed as one of his hands slid up the back of my top. My heart was pounding so fast and my mind grew hazy as his mouth devoured me, my neck...my ear...my collar.
"Oh god Edward!" My words made him moan and become more ravenous.
The more I moaned...the higher his hand ventured. I was torn between where I needed it the most, massaging my aching breasts or toying with my heat...Oh god I didn't really care as long as he touched me.
It felt like I'd been waiting my whole life to be with him like this and we already knew pretty much everything there was to know about one another. That fact spurred me on.
He looked at me as if seeking assurance and when I moaned a very weak 'please' he complied and cupped my right breast in his hand.
The feeling went straight to my core, making it throb and causing my panties to get damper by the second.
My back arched, forcing me into him more.
A low chuckle behind me brought my mind some much needed clarity as I spun my head towards the door.
"Oh...No...Don't stop on my account." Oliver chortled as he leant against the frame.
"Fuck off Oliver." I crowed; half embarrassed; half pissed.
"What and miss the show? It was just getting interesting!"
Edward seemed like he didn't know where look, though his hand stayed in direct contact with my breast.
The thought of being caught doing something like this should have been mortifying and to some extent it was...but for the most part it was a damn turn on...officially not helping my cause.
"What do you want?" I asked imploringly when he just stood there laughing at my predicament.
"Well I had come to remind you off the time but fuck if I'm worried about that now."
"What about the time?" I nervously tucked a stray piece of hair behind my ear as Edward finally removed his hand from up my top; allowing me to turn more towards my wayward brother to be.
"Well the dinner starts at seven thirty." He folded his arms and smirked as he looked between the two of us.
"And?" I huffed; not quite getting his point.
"And little sister...It's just gone six." he rolled his eyes at my nonchalant attitude. "Meaning seeing as it takes just over half an hour to get to the restaurant...and you have to get ready yet, you only have just under an hour in which to do so." His tongue swiped over his lips in satisfaction as realisation sunk in.
"Fuck...Fuck fuck FUCKADUCK!" I jumped up and rushed over to my bathroom to start a shower.
Ok so I wasn't the sort to take an age to get ready...and I usually threw on the first thing to hand; but this was for my mother and I wanted to make the effort...Plus of course I was suddenly concious that I wanted to look reasonably good for Edward, so he could be proud to call me his...Wait did this mean we were officially dating?...We'd not exactly clarified things in words...but he had said he was in love with me right?
"Oh Bella...One more thing." He paused until I'd rushed back into my room.
"Yeah?"
"Just so you know...There's a box of condoms in the cupboard in the bathroom...under the sink; hidden in a tissue box." With that he walked off; leaving me stunned.
Of what I was shocked at most I couldn't say; it was either his forward assumptions or the fact that he actually seemed to be looking out for me and as chagrined as I was I couldn't help but smile a little bit. That was until I remembered Edward was still sat on my floor with his mouth hanging open.
"Oh god!" I croaked out as he stood up and walked over to me chuckling.
His arms wrapped around me and my head nestled into the crook of his. After a moment he lifted my chin and placed a chaste kiss on the tip of my nose.
"I think I should go."
"What? Why?" Panic started to rise from my toes as thoughts of him leaving this room filled me with dread.
As if everything that had transpired here over the last couple of hours would have been an illusion...a figment of my over active imagination and we'd go back to being nothing but friends...best friends but friends none the less.
I didn't think I could live now if I couldn't have his hands on me again.
He chuckled and pulled me tighter to him. "Because Isabella Swan..." He started as he tucked the rogue piece of hair that wouldn't stay put, back behind my ear. "You are driving me to distraction. And if I don't leave now then there's no way in hell we would make it to this dinner."
Edward's POV
"I'll be good...I promise." She looked up at me through her long dark lashes and gave me the most beautiful smile while biting her lip at the same time.
My eyes locked on to her mouth and a growl threatened to escape me.
She really had no idea how fucking sexy she was.
The once quiet and shy girl I used to know had grown and turned into a horny...sexy...fuck there really were no words to describe her adequately.
The way she sat in my lap and nearly had me coming in my pants just for moving her hips and moaning was unbelievable... I wanted to throw her down on the floor and take her there and then but I managed to reign in the horny teenage adolescent within me.
Well...Kind of.
When she'd opened the door earlier, I couldn't have been happier or more relieved. Wearily she'd let me lead her closer to me and eventually looked up into my eyes and I hoped to Christ that I managed to pour my heart out to her with that one brief baring of our souls. She'd done the same and I was over come with emotion as she let me see her fears. I'd told her that I'd felt the same and hadn't wanted to risk losing our friendship.
But when she said that some risks were worth taking she got the better of me. I could no longer control my urge to kiss her with more vigour...more passion. I wanted to devour her and the feel of her rubbing against my painfully incarcerated dick when I'd pulled her into my lap had only stirred me more into a frenzy. There were things I wanted to suddenly do to her that I hadn't even considered before but they were hardly suitable in that moment...Though if Oliver hadn't interrupted...I was pretty sure she would have encouraged me on further and I don't know if I'd have been able to stop.
His intrusion brought a little clarity though, having her bat her eyelids at me like that was not helping my resolve. Just as I was about to counter point her last statement, my phone rang.
I gave her an apologetic look when I noticed my mother's number flashing at me on the screen.
"Hey mom, what's up?" I asked hoping the lust in my voice came out sounding more like I might have been woken up from a nap.
"Edward...where are you? We have to set off for the dinner soon and you haven't even been over for your suit...We don't want to be running late baby." She rambled down the receiver.
"I thought I might change then come back over for Bella." I didn't bite at my mother's beloved name for me, I smiled instead as Bella pressed her lips into my neck.
The simple gesture made my heart swell.
"Oh...well your father and I were hoping you were going to ride with us honey. Apart from this morning when you helped with the scrapbook, thank you by the way, we've hardly seen you this last week...And I realise you want to spend as much time with Bella as you can before we head back home, but it might be nice if you spent some time with your aunt and uncle too...plus it's not like you wont see her there." Her hope turned into my silent despair.
I didn't want to think about saying goodbye to Bella again so soon. It would have been one of the hardest things to do only yesterday, but after today...It was going to near on kill me. Maybe I should let Bella seduce me to death...at least I'd die happy and not by the slow agonising end that I knew was just over the horizon.
I swallowed hard before giving my mother the 'ok' she wanted to hear before saying goodbye.
Bella's shoulders slumped while she pouted at me like a five year old that had been told they couldn't have candy.
"It's not like we're going to be away from each other for very long Bella." I offered as I took her into my arms again.
Something was bothering her.
The best friend in me could see it.
"What? I asked as she buried her head against my chest; not wanting to make eye contact. "Bella come on...What is it?" My brow furrowed.
I tried to pull her far enough away to convey the look on her face but she kept squirming out of sight.
"fine if you won't tell me then..." Time for tried and tested tactics then. "I'm gonna have to tickle it out of you." I growled as my hands made quick word to find her sides.
Now I'm not saying that I deliberately kept managing to brush the side of her breasts...but they felt so good in my hands earlier that I couldn't help it.
"Stop it Edward!" She squealed and gasped at my relentless ministrations.
"Not till you tell me what's wrong!" I quipped while wrestling her onto her bed.
"Arghhhhhhhh!" She landed with a gentle thud as I landed atop her, being careful to keep my full weight from crushing her petite frame.
"Ok OK!" She yelled through her heavy breathes.
We were both panting; chests heaving...and gazes locked.
"Ok...but you'll think it's stupid." She whispered one final time before I brushed my lips to her. "I'm scared." She said in a tiny voice with worry written all over her face.
"I thought we'd already covered that, love." I breathed in her scent while nuzzling at her jaw; peppering it with kisses.
Her arms wound around my neck and hooked into my hair; guiding my face to look in her eyes.
"It's just...I kinda feel like this whole afternoon has been a dream...like if you leave...everything will go back to normal and you'll be just my best friend again." She crocked out with red rimmed eyes.
I reached up to brush her now messy hair off of her face, following the gesture with my eyes before looking back into her own chocolate ones.
"Bella." I smiled. "That's never going to happen." I declared in a gentle tone. "You stuck with me now y'know."
I single tear fell from the corner of her eye and I quickly kissed it away.
"Forever?" She asked.
I lightly brushed my nose to hers before nudging her cheek so she'd turn her head for me.
She did and silently moaned into my mouth as I captured her lips with my own.
"Forever." I cooed as I thought about how amazing the day had turned out. " But I really am going to have to go." I sighed and smiled at the look resignation on her face.
She really did want me like I did her.
"Are we...you know...letting people know about us?" She bit her lips nervously awaiting my answer.
"Do you want people to know?" I countered sounding just as nervous.
"I want to shout it from the friggin' rooftops." She chuckled.
That's it for now folks but I'll be working on the next bit ASAP
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