Chapter 14 — If I Die Now, I'd Die Happy

*** Warning: This chapter contains mature and/or graphic content. If you are not over 18 or are sensitive to such things, then do not continue. The next chapter will have a summary of things that happened in this chapter. ***

EPOV

"Bella, shit," I shouted when she bit my shoulder and that sent me over the edge. Wow! That was the most intense orgasm I have ever had, and the first I hadn't self-induced. I collapsed against her a moment later, resting a second or two, before pulling out and rolling off her. I gathered her against me, smiling when she snuggled against me and resting her head on my chest.

Soon, Bella was breathing softly. Hugging her closer to me, I prayed that when she woke, she didn't have any regrets and wouldn't be mad at me. She needed to be pushed, but I never imagined things would go as far as they did. My goal had been to help her make a decision: either take what she wanted or tell me that she wasn't ready. No matter how she tried to hide it, I could see her struggle. So, when her hand moved to my hair and she pressed her body against mine, I couldn't really explain my actions from that point on, I celebrated. I also hoped she was all right with my admission before I had made love to her. I still loved her, and I wanted her to know.

I laid there for another half hour before nature called. Easily slipping out of bed, I went into the bathroom and removed the used condom with toilet paper, throwing it in the trash. After relieving myself, I hopped into the shower, rinsing the dried sweat from my body.

I toweled off before going back into the bedroom and pulling on my discarded pants. My eyes roamed over Bella lying face-down, naked in my bed, and I smiled—this is where she is meant to be—with me. She was so beautiful. I pulled a light blanket from the closet, placing it over her before kissing her cheek.

Leaving the room, I headed downstairs and straight to the laundry room, putting the clothes in the dryer. Once that task was done, I moved into the kitchen. I pulled out cranberry and apple juice from the refrigerator, mixing a cocktail of the two juices—a little heavier on the apple since I knew Bella didn't care for cranberry—in a crystal tumbler and put a green apple garnish on the rim. The grumble of my stomach had me going back to the refrigerator where I pulled out some watermelon slices, strawberries, and a handful of grapes. Popping the grapes into my mouth, I pulled out a heart-shaped cookie cutter and pressed it in the watermelon, filling a bowl with hearts. I cut a few strawberries to look like roses and pushed a kabob stick in them. I placed everything on a tray. After a brief stop in my home office to retrieve another one of the gifts of the gifts I had put in my safe and… to write a note to go with it, I headed back upstairs. I had also retrieved a ring box that contained the ring I gave Bella when she became my girlfriend and she had given me back when she broke up with me. I hoped she would take it back. It was hers after all.

Bella was starting to stir when I entered my room. I placed the tray down on the chest before climbing back into the bed next to her. I pulled her back into my arms and kissed the tip of her nose.

"Sleep well?" I asked, kissing her lips.

"Yes," she said, sounding groggy. She looked deep into my eyes and smiled. "I still love you, too."

My smile got bigger hearing her say those words. I kissed her again before getting off the bed to retrieve the tray. Setting it down on the bed, I handed her the glass. She took a deep drink, scowling at the taste.

"I hate cranberry," she said, taking another drink.

I chuckled. I thought I had mixed in enough apple juice to cover the taste. "I recall, but it's good for you," I said, sitting down. I picked up a strawberry rose and held it out for her to bite.

She looked at it like it was going to attack her.

"It's just a strawberry," I told her. When she reached out to take it, I pulled it away. "Let me feed it to you."

She looked at me for a minute before opening her mouth slightly. I groaned—I was getting hard again—as I placed the strawberry to her lips.

She was going to be the death of me.

She gazed at me through her lashes as she bit into the juicy berry, causing the juice to coat her lips.

That was it! That was all I could take.

I quickly put the uneaten portion back on the tray and moved it to the nightstand. Pulling her face to mine, I crushed my lips to hers as I lay back on the bed with her on top me slightly. My tongue whipped out licking the juice off her lips. She tasted of a potent mix of strawberry, cranberry, and apple.

One of Bella's hands found purchase in my hair as the other came to rest on my chest. I moaned when the hand resting on my chest started making its way down. I was stirring more and more with every kiss, every touch. She pulled back, gazing into my lust-filled eyes while biting her lip. I groaned again at the sight as her hand continued its journey down my chest to my stomach and coming to a stop at the top of my pants. Her face furrowed in concentration, but she continued looking at me.

Bella crushed her lips to mine at the same moment her hand slipped under the waistband, taking me in her hand.

So going to be the death of me, I thought again.

I was quick to harden in her hand. She gasped and let go of me, causing me to whimper at the loss and open my eyes.

"It's okay, Bella," I said. This was awkward. Had she never felt a man harden?

"It's perfectly natural." I slipped out of my pants and took her hand, showing her how to caress me.

Bella sat up on her knees and continued caressing me.

"Spread your knees apart," I instructed as I rubbed her hip. My hand went between her legs, caressing the inside of her thigh, going higher each time. As pleasurable as her touch was, I was not going to last much longer. I stopped my caresses long enough to remove her hand.

"Lie back," I said, my voice hoarse with desire. I willed myself to go slow. Bella deserved to be worshipped.

I kissed her lips lightly before kissing my way slowly down her body. "Just feel," I whispered against her fevered skin. I felt her quiver under my hands and lips. My left hand came to a stop on her right breast and began kneading it gently while my tongue and lips teased the other. I heard her catch her breath before moaning in pleasure, arching her back in a silent plea for me to take more into my mouth. I slowly switched sides, kissing the skin between her peaks before sucking the tip of the other into my warm mouth.

After a minute or so, I continued trailing kisses down her body, swirling my tongue around her navel as my hands caressed her arms. Continuing on slowly, I paid attention to what her body was saying—it would be hard, but I would stop if she didn't like what I was doing. I brushed my lips along the inside of her thighs. She startled but then groaned at the sensations. With my left hand, I opened her moist petals before I placed a gentle kiss on her little nub. Once again she startled, and I stopped a moment, listening for any protest. I kissed her there before running my tongue over it, tasting her.

"Oooh," she whispered and then whimpered in pleasure as I continued assaulting her slowly with my tongue, thrusting it inside her every few seconds. I brought my right hand under her left leg and placed it on her stomach, caressing her. When she started moving her hips trying to gain more friction, I smiled against her, thrusting two fingers hard into her, curling them as I sucked hard on the little nub at the same time—it was a trick I read about years ago when my curiosity about sex peaked. Her hips flew off the bed, and she screamed my name, coming hard. I thrust my fingers in and out of her a few more times, bringing her down from third her orgasm of the day.

I kissed my way back up. Reaching into the slightly open drawer of the nightstand, I pulled out another condom. I captured her lips before ripping the packet open and drawing out the rubber. I quickly rolled it onto my length. Capturing her lips again, I entered her.

Bella's eyes flew open, gazing at me as she wrapped her arms and legs around me. I brought my lips down against her as I slowly moved in and out of her.

"I love you," I rasped against her lips. "I love you so much."

She couldn't speak, but her gaze told me how much she loved me.

It was not long before we were both screaming out each other's names. I was careful not to collapse on top of her this time after removing myself. I rolled onto my side and gathered her against me.

After a few minutes, she pulled herself up on her elbow and pressed her lips lightly to mine. "Love you," she said. She rolled and stood—before falling to the floor.

I rolled to look down at her. I had heard of pleasure so intense that it stole your strength, but to find that I was capable of giving such pleasure, had me at a loss for words.

"My legs," she began, shaking her head.

"Feel like jello?" I guessed.

"Yes," she said, looking up sheepishly at me through her lashes. "Help me."

I slid off the bed and helped her up. Her legs were still a little wobbly, so I swept her up into my arms. "Where to?" I asked.

"Bathroom," she said as a lovely blush stole across her face.

I walked straight into the bathroom, setting her down and not letting her go until I was sure she was steady on her feet. I stepped into the enclosed shower turning it on before stepping back out. The blush on Bella's face deepened as she took in my naked form before she looked away.

I grabbed a tissue, removing the used condom and threw it away before lifting my hand to her in a silent request. She took it, and I pulled her toward the shower. Walking backward inside, I hoped she would step inside with me. I smiled broadly when she did.

I pulled her into my arms, wetting us both. Once we were thoroughly wet, I slowly began to wash her body. I had envisioned doing this simple act since she came back into my life. Once I had scrubbed every inch of her exquisite body, I lathered up her hair. "Tilt your head back," I instructed quietly.

She had been silent the whole time, though moaned in pleasure a few times. "Are you all right?" I asked.

She nodded. "Just hungry," she said, biting her lip.

"Okay, let me just finish up, then we'll get a quick snack and venture out for lunch before heading back to Forks." I kissed her lips, putting some body wash on another washcloth. She took it from me and began washing me. I held back my moan—the death of me.

A/N: Thanks to Twilightmom505 and torisurfergirl for editing this chapter.