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Chapter 20

BPOV

"Sweet or savoury?" I tried to ask as nonchalant as possible. I gave him a wide smile that I was sure he could see straight thought as I walked around the other side of the breakfast bar.

"Bella…" I could hear the questioning tone in his voice and I couldn't listen to what ever would come out of his mouth with that tone.

"…I could make you some French toast if you want." I turned around from him, trying to avoid looking in to his emerald pools. "…pan in here?" I asked still trying to keep my composure.

I could hear him sigh and prayed he decided to give up on the topic. I thought he had already done so but with the awkward walk down stairs I was sure he was about to try and clear the air. I had to try and forget about it.

He kissed me.

But that wasn't even the worst part. I had kissed him back.

I tried to keep my nervous breath under control. Stop myself from panicking as I felt my self ramble. "…I haven't made French toast in ages. I would make it all the time for Jake…" I let the words disappear into the air, my mind not even realizing what it was saying in its panic.

I could see Edward look down at the counter from his stool on the opposite side, cringing away at the mention of my boyfriends' name. It wasn't on purpose. Least I didn't think it was. Perhaps some defence mechanism, reminding the both of us about Jake.

I turned on gas, letting the pan heat up as I switched up the egg before dipping the bread into it and placing it in the pan.

I mumbled on for another five minutes solid as I worked with the obligatory "hmmm" from Edward, helping me at least pretend that we were having a normal conversation.

I just knew I couldn't think about it. Not one second of it. Ever.

Edward moved continuously in his seat, obviously uncomfortable as me at the change in atmosphere.

I knew when I asked him to forget about our argument on the night of the fire that he couldn't switch off feelings if he had any, but really, I didn't think they were real. I though it was nothing, spur of the moment, a dot of jealousy that had came from some small episode of depression, or behaviour change.

I didn't think for one moment that my Edward held those feelings.

Not for me.

"…so I'll just get the books at the same time." I finished my sentence and I knew he wasn't really listening to me. "It will be a nightmare driving in the Saturday traffic but I'll make it home eventually." I shrugged.

Edward slid a piece of toast into the ketchup with his fork before mindlessly slowly trailing it around his plate before he stopped and looked up at me. "Wait, you're not going home tomorrow?" He asked surprised and his brows furrowed forward looking at me.

He hadn't been down stairs when Alice and I decided to make arrangements for a real shopping trip. Helping me get everything I need.

"I'm staying an extra day." My voice was low and whispered like I was trying to not admit to it.

His face was surprised but he looked more fed up than anything else. He let his fork drop and it landed on the plate making a loud noise causing me to jump a little.

"I've had enough." He told me but I knew what his words meant. I was trying to pretend that it didn't happen and he wanted to talk and acknowledge that it did.

He had had enough of me.

I stood up off my stool making me stand right in front of him. Even though I was trying to pretend it never happened, I didn't want him to leave me. I didn't want to get back into that strange bed all on my own again.

"I can make you something else…sweet?" I tried to keep him from leaving.

I wanted him to stay with me. I didn't want him to leave me like he left me in the hospital as I slept.

He was the only other one that could understand.

I knew I didn't want to acknowledge the kiss and it was wrong of me but I couldn't say the words out loud and think of us like that.

I had always wondered what it would be like to kiss another boy. I had kissed others but not people who I genuinely cared about. Those were boys from when I was young and playing silly dare games with. Jake and Edward were something else completely from the boys in Phoenix.

And now standing in front of Edward I could see him and Jake were completely different from one another too.

"I think I should be going to bed." He stood up from his seat and stood up in front of me, our chests centimetres apart from one another.

His green eyes looked down at me and I asked him silently to stay. Not to leave me. I held my stance in the little space we had continued to look him back in the eyes.

It was different, the Kiss.

It was completely different.

I knew the second our lips touched it would be. There was just something there.

When he reached in I didn't know what to do but as soon as he began to pull away I needed to know, needed to see how it really felt.

I had wondered if being with others would be different from Jake and if the kiss was anything to go bye it defiantly would be different.

I just didn't know if it would be better.

Edward had almost rushed it, like he had only a one tiny moment to prove himself.

Jake had always been so slow, but our entire relationship had been slow, we grew up together. We had learned and knew everything about the other before there was any physical contact – even kissing had taken us so long.

The first proper date Jake and I had gone on he kissed me on the cheek on my front porch, goodnight. My dad would have been happy with that but I wanted more and eventually… I got it.

Edward and I weren't even seeing one another and he had made a move.

A move was all this really was.

Wasn't it?

My mind had never felt so confused in its life.

Jake was my life, my plan. I had to shake any notion of Edward and his kiss out of my head.

He continued to look down at me almost expectant, though it was me who was blocking the way.

"Bella…" his eyes traced the path behind me as he silently asked to get past me from the corner I had seemed to have him in between the stool and the counter and myself.

"I don't want you to go." I let my eyes drop at my admition.

He never spoke or attempted to move so after a few heartbeats I looked back up at him, his look still unchanged.

He continued to look down at me before he ran a hand through his hair and I suddenly found myself reaching up for his hand and pulling it out of his hair.

"You always do that." he told me in a low caramel sound,

I raised an eyebrow at him in confusion before he averted his gaze to our touching hands.

I let his hand drop and quickly let my hand fall down by my side feeling my cheeks heat.

"I'm sorry; I just don't like to see you take your frustration out on yourself." I told him. "Especially your hair." I tried to smirk to lighten the mood but he continued to look at me and the serious look in his eyes told me he wasn't up for games.

"So you do know I'm frustrated." He told me flatly as he looked away from me has hand raking through his hair once again and I flinched, stopping myself from removing it a second time.

I looked down to the floor pretending it wasn't happening.

Swallowing hard I looked back up at him; his fed up look never changing. I was going to have to speak to him about it.

"Ok, listen. We're friend Edward and I don't want to lose you as a friend. You kissed me-"

He interrupted me "And you kissed me back." He told me with out missing a beat.

"…but I think we should put it in the past and move on." I tried ignoring his words as I finished my sentence. "I have a boyfriend." I reminded him as the guilt swirled in my stomach thinking of his face.

He would be broken hearted if he knew that I didn't fight him off. It would kill him, that I kissed him back. I had to forget about it.

He stood there still in his corner, never pushing past me even though I knew he could.

"Can I ask you a question?" He sat back down in his stool; our eyes now level with one another.

I nodded answering yes and held my breath for whatever he was going to say.

He looked down at his knees and rubbed his forehead with his first three fingers and then looked up at me again.

I felt nervous, worried what he was going to ask. Suddenly I didn't want him to ask anything, not even my name.

"Did you enjoy it?" You could see him fight with the snigger that tried to cross his face but it wasn't one with humour. He was pulling me up for it, for me kissing him back.

I closed my eyes and turned my head. I didn't want to have this discussion with him. He wasn't getting his answer.

I pulled away from my spot and moved to the safety of the other side of the breakfast bar where I picked up the pan and placed it in the sink along with our plates.

He sat there watching me; still waiting for a response. I could feel his intense eyes stare into my back and heard him sigh.

The atmosphere was thick and I could barely stand it.

I turned around and met his eyes once again. "Well?" he asked.

"Edward we're not talking about this. I want my friend back, stop this. Stop it now." I tried to warn him as I fought to keep my voice firm, inside I was shaking.

He stood up and I took a step back, my back into the counter next to the sink. I though for a moment he was coming to me but he gave me one last look before he turned around and silently walked out of the kitchen and into the dark.

I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding and let my body slide down the unit. I felt drained, my body was swarming with anxiety and I couldn't believe the event of the night.

I went to him wanting to talk. He was the only one who had some idea of how I was feeling and after the stress of today's funeral I needed him.

Talking to him had helped; he made me feel stronger, that I wasn't weak for any of the tears I shed.

I could feel more bubbling under the surface and my breath stuttered out as the tears finally made there way down my face.

I needed him again, for him to give me a hug and tell me it was going to be ok but he was gone and I didn't know whose fault it had been.

It was him who had kissed me but somehow it was me I blamed for it in the first place.

He had told me he had feelings but I didn't believe him. I was stupid and naive to tell him to forget about it. I hadn't seen this coming but I never honestly expected him to ever kiss me.

But I had kissed him too.

More tears fell down my face and I stood up making my way up the first flight of stairs. Standing at the bottom of the second one I looked up knowing he would be there, lying in his bed.

I looked back down the hall and seen the door of the room I was staying in. taking a deep breath and letting it go I headed in the direction I knew I had to go to.

Looking at the clock it read quarter to four. I let out a sigh into my pillow and tried once again to block the thoughts in my head.

I wiped at my damp cheeks, though the tears were slowing.

Why did he have to kiss me? Why did he ever have to tell me anything, about his feelings?

I knew I had made the right choice to stay away form his room but somewhere deep it felt wrong.

I picked up my phone and let my fingers trace the buttons. I couldn't call Jake. It was his last exam tomorrow and even if he didn't have it, he couldn't comfort me and talk to me like Edward could.

I put it back down on the side table and pulled my covers up tight to below my chin and tried to sleep.

Not even the tears I had shed could get me to fall over into a slumber.

I tried for a few more moment before I threw the covers off me once again.

I climbed out of my bed and made my way to the door before creeping along the dark empty corridor and up the second flight of stairs.

I knew how wrong this was. To go to him when I couldn't even be honest with him but I knew I needed something that no one else could give me so I felt myself slip and go to him.

I only hopped he wouldn't ask me about the kiss again.

The reason I couldn't answer him was because I had enjoyed the kiss, as wrong as it was of me too admit it to even myself.

But I had Jake, I loved Jake. There was no other for me. It had already been planned out. He was my life.

I crept onto the top stair and looked through the lounge area and I could see his closed door.

I paused for a moment knowing I should just go back down to my bed and stay there but by the time I had finished the visual in my head I was standing outside Edwards's bedroom.

I rubbed at my cheeks again, the tears some how never ending.

I didn't knock this time as I walked in and whispered his name out into the dark.

I could see him in his bed. The light from the window on the roof let the moonlight shine through and the silver glow illuminated his sleeping figure.

He must be exhausted. His throwing up this morning had taken it out of him and I couldn't stop myself from letting him rest against me knowing he would be shaky and tired from it.

I padded across the plush carpet before I stopped in hesitation once again at the side of his bed.

He was sleeping soundly and I didn't want to disturb him but I somehow knew that even after how he had left me in the kitchen he would still be accepting of me into his room.

I gingerly picked up the edge of his covers and slid myself along beside him as I reached out for him, wakening him up.

"Please…Just be my friend just now." I begged him with a new wave of tears beginning.

His arms wrapped around my waist and I felt him pull me closer into him, into his chest and I could feel myself beginning to relax in his war embrace.

After stroking away a piece of stray hair he wrapped his arm securely around my waist again as he reached and kissed my temple before whispering, promising me, I was going to be ok.

Nodding silently into his chest I let my tears fall into the space between us as I began to fall asleep finally feeling I was in the right place.

EPOV

I felt a gentle hand on my arm and pulled her closer into me, breathing in deep and taking in her scent that was laced slightly by mine with the night in my bed.

I felt the gentle touch again on my arm but her soft hands seemed harsher and callused.

Opening my eyes I was met with Emmett's and a big fucking surprised look across his face.

I looked beside me seeing that Bella still lay beside me and that I really had pulled her in closer to me.

My heart stopped and began to think of every excuse under the bloody sun to explain this one.

I released her and with my movement she began to stir and a cough from Emmett startling her back to the land of the living as she jumped up, no doubt sensing it coming from her other side of where I lay beside her.

She looked up at Emmett guiltily, as if she had been caught out and she wearily glanced over at me as I sat up beside her.

"Little sleepover was it?" Emmett asked with a stupid amused grin on his face and I could feel Bella cringe.

"Em-" I began.

"It's not what it looks like?" he finished for me. "Yeh well I guessed that, thankfully you two are still dressed." He shrugged.

"Emmett..." Bella began and her breathing seemed fast, like she was gasping for air. "Could you not tell anyone? I…I just had a really bad dream and came to talk to Edward about it…" she lied. "I must have fallen asleep on him and he must have just let me be." she glanced at me silently asking for me to back her up.

I nodded agreeing as he glanced back and forth between us nodding with his arms folded across his chest.

Bella stood out from the bed covers before silently creeping past Emmett and whispering thanks to him.

I let my gaze follow her out wondering how she was. She would have been mortified no doubt. I wanted to go after her and check she was ok. So I did, giving in to the wanting by body always seemed to crave of her.

"Wait right here." I told Emmett as I jumped out from below the covers and quickly chased after her, catching up with her at the top of the stairs.

I let my hand grab hold of her wrist and she stilled. "Are you ok?" I asked in a low whisper.

She nodded, her back to me, she never turned to meet my eyes. "Just make sure he doesn't say anything, please." She seemed embarrassed and I let go of her hand unsure of weather it was because of me or because she had lied saying she had a nightmare. Either way I didn't like it.

She continued on down the stairs as I turned round and walked back to my room knowing I had Emmett to face.

I could only imagine what would be going through his head.

Walking in through my door I walked past him throwing myself onto my bed. "It's half seven Em, what do you want?" I stretched out knowing there was no point of going to bed now, I would never sleep until I had spoke to Emmett and knew he would keep quiet.

"I heard dad leave for work and thought you might be up for a morning run, we haven't had one in months."

I knew he was right, we hadn't. We would tend to go for them when he lived at home but after he moved out we had only managed a few, mostly in parks around Seattle if I had stayed at there apartment.

I sat back up and nodded, reaching for my jogging bottoms that were out on the floor.

"So…." He put into the air and I knew it was my invitation to start talking.

"She was upset; I let her talk for a little bit then she fell asleep. End of. And please, for her sake, don't tell anyone." I snapped at him hoping that he would convey my serious attitude. I was positive he wouldn't say anything to anyone, even Rose. He was good at things like that.

"I was just checking. So-"

"No, there is nothing going on. You want to know why she was here." I stood up pulling my joggers around my waist. "She was asking me if I seen it too, if when I closed my eyes I seen the fire."

His face dropped slightly and I felt bad for making him assume there was anything else going on, even if there had been.

He nodded slowly "I won't tell anyone, I promise. But just remember it might not be me who walks in next time."

I Shook my head firmly "There wont be a next time." I could almost hear the conviction in my voice.

I could feel the icy grass crunch below my feet as I struggled to catch up with Emmett.

I had the energy from the food but the three odd hour's sleep I had was beginning to catch up with me and I struggled along behind him.

"Come on Ed, your making it too easy for me." Emmett called to me as he jogged up the hill backwards before he turned again and began to race up.

I slowed down even more struggling with my breath and leaned forward letting my hand rest on my knees.

Emmett's form began back down the hill to me seeing my struggle. "Hey, you ok?" He was worried, as usual. I couldn't even seem to scratch my own backside without worry coming from one of them.

I spat to the ground feeling the cold air tighten my chest and I nodded. "I'll be fine." I grunted at being treated like a baby.

"You don't look it." He told me.

I could only imagine my crouched position struggling for air but I was going to keep going. "Just out of practice. You know, city living."

I stood up straight and he laughed a little. "Want to head back?" he asked carefully.

"No, we haven't gotten to the end of the path yet." I nodded up the steep hill.

"Ok but remember it's not only your funeral, mum will kill me if anything happens to you out here."

I laughed a little knowing how right he was. "Fine, walk the rest and run back down?"

"That's sounding better; don't want to end up in the back of another ambulance quite so soon. We'll leave the hat trick for another time." He patted me on the back.

As much as I grunted and growled at my family I had always liked my runs with Emmett. We were usually silent; if he did speak I usually gave him hell and being away from prying (mothers) eyes he gave it back sometimes too. But the odd time it would be like this and after him catching Bella in my bed, I prayed that giving my nicer mood would swing his silence.

We both began our walk up the grassy route in silence.

"Can I ask something? Bella…-" He began to fill the silent forest with his question.

I groaned internally at the though of him mentioning her name again.

"What about her?" I asked with the groan making its way out.

"You were cuddling into her bro, I'm only asking is all." He looked over at me as I keep my eyes down.

"Nothing is going on. I told you already." I let a small sigh escape, not at my waning impatiens with my brother but at the thought of Bella.

"I know that, I was just wondering, if…if you were wanting something to happen?"

I laughed a little knowing my thoughts and feelings about her.

"You know, it would be understandable, you saved her from a burning building, I could see where feelings could come kicking in on that one." He shrugged.

"No, were…were not even friends." I struggled with what exactly we were. I suppose we were friends, least that's what Bella called us. For me it was something else. More than friends, but less at the same time it seemed. We didn't have a name to slap across our relationship. It was what it was. "She was upset, that's why she came to me. If it was you that had saved her in the fire she would have went to you."

"Oh Christ, I'd love to see Rosie's face with her joining us in bed." He laughed hard and I joined him picturing Rosalie's face like how I woke up to Emmett's this morning.

"Yeh well I don't share a bed with anyone." I reminded him still laughing.

"But she does. Don't forget that. He's not here but he wouldn't be happy with what I seen earlier." As if I needed reminding from Emmett too.

"It was innocent." I tried to protest knowing I was lying. Well half lying, it really was innocent it was just my thoughts and actions that weren't entirely saintly. "Just please keep it between us. No one needs to know her night was that crap. She was embarrassed enough at her tears." I pulled hard on his heart strings to secure his silence.

"She was crying?" he asked a little shocked.

"Yeh, she's a little shaken up, I don't think the funeral was too good for her." I shrugged being honest with my thoughts.

"Well as long as you know that, and that it isn't your problem. She goes home tomorrow and it's back to her crying on her boyfriends shoulder."

I wanted to punch him for that one. It wasn't a swipe at me but it sure a hell felt like it.

I didn't like the thought of her going to him and speaking about it, it felt private, like it belonged to us and only us. But if I really thought about it, it's seemed like she hadn't actually spoken to anyone about it.

By the time we had finished our conversation we had made it up to the top of the path way and I was gearing myself up for running back down the hill. I felt like I needed to run my thoughts out my system properly. Run Bella out of my mind if only for a few minutes.

On the count of three Emmett and I began to run down the step hill, fast. It was like we were little boys again without a care in the world as we cut around one another trying to put the other off. He gave me a push out the way, trying to get me to fall but I kept my balance and pushed him back as we both laughed and joked about.

In no time we had made it back to the house as we crashed through the door together still laughing.

"I win." I proclaimed first as I almost fell to my knees with Emmett crashing in behind me.

"You win, are you kidding, It was me. You couldn't even manage up the hill." He slapped my back.

"Morning boys?" Alice's voice pulled us out of our little world and my eyes were met with Bella's.

"Morning sis," Emmett spoke as he walked up to her, hugging her around the waist and his sweaty shirt rubbing against her.

"Get away from me, you stink." She wriggled about, trying to free himself.

"Put her down, Em." Rosalie's voice came from the door connecting to the hall way, she sounded exasperated but it was all in jest.

"Enjoy your run?" Rose asked me and I nodded in response as Emmett threw a bottle of water in my direction.

"Yeh, next time you should all join us." Emmett told them.

"I don't think so; the only thing I like to break is dollar bills, not sweat, Em. Besides were already going to get our cardio with shopping." Alice practically twirled around in a circle at that thought as she smiled across at him.

"I'm sure you would be up for it Bella, I'm sure you could manage an early morning wake up call." He smiled over at her as she shifted uncomfortably at his words.

I just glared at him, knowing if he said another word out of line I was going after him, despite the inevitable arse kicking he would give me.

He met my eyes and his smile dropped and he knew that he better keep quiet and not push either one of us.

"So what are you two up too today?" Rose asked Emmett and me.

I just shrugged, I had nothing planned, Emmett copied my actions and I just knew we would end up spending the day playing the play station.

Like I thought, Emmett and I spent the entire day in front of the television with computer games.

It had been a long quiet day and after we got back form our run the girls had headed to the mall, hell bent on getting Bella to buy everything.

They had arrived back a little after nine and I hadn't spoken to any of them since. I could hear Alice begging for Bella to try on all her new clothes again, the two of them walking to Alice's room as I came out of the bathroom.

I could hear Bella give a small nervous laugh at the thought and knew she would fight against her as hard as she could. She would no doubt blush furiously like she always did when any one complimented her.

Stretching out in my bed I reached for my lamp switching it off and plunging my room into darkness, I settled below the covers tired from my early morning. It was the back of midnight and had heard everyone turn in about half an hour ago.

Lying in my bed I could smell Bella from the pillow she used and thought about last night.

I really shouldn't have kissed her but I just had too, her lips were in front of me and I just couldn't resist my urge. Thought now I didn't know where we stood. I hadn't been able to talk to her since I stopped her on the stair this morning and I couldn't help but think she was avoiding me.

Fair enough, Alice and the others may have asked questions if she was seen coming up to my room so could understand that part.

Trying to fight her image out of my head, I gave up and finally drifted off to sleep and no doubt dreaming of her once again.

I felt a gentle pull at my shoulder and pulled away from the touch, rolling onto my front, my body not wanting to waken up just yet.

"Edward." I heard her whisper and with it I turned around to find a hovering Bella at the side of my bed.

My eyes squinted in the dark, adjusting to her figure in front of me before I looked over at the clock on the side drawer.

3:23

No wonder I was still tired, it was the middle of the night.

I looked back up at her and without a word lifted my covers up and silently invited her in beside me.

She slid along the mattress moving close to me before she stopped. She was nervous. She didn't seem too upset but she was reeking of anxiety.

I wrapped my arm around her and pulled her into my chest, letting my chin rest on the top of her head as she rested her cheek against my chest.

"Do you want to talk about it?" It was a pretty open question but it seemed as if she needed too talk about something.

She nodded into my chest but never spoke.

A few silent moments passed before I decided to say something. She wasn't getting anywhere fast.

"You know Bella; you kinda need to speak if you want to talk about it." I sighed a little at my own impatience.

She nodded again before she pulled her face off of my chest and looked up to me.

She seemed lost and I tightened my grip on her waist letting her know I was ready to listen to whatever she had to say.

She chewed down on her lip nervously before I let my index finger reach out and pull it out from her grip.

She smiled softly at that one and my heart lifted.

"I..." She sighed and sat up, crossing her legs in front of me. I sat up a little too taking note of the serious look on her face. "Edward, why did you do it why did you kiss me?"

I looked at her surprised by her words. I shifted up further and thought carefully before I spoke, as usual, she gave me all the time I needed.

"I wanted too." I told her honestly.

"No Edward. That isn't an answer." She groaned. I didn't know what she was looking for on this one. "Why, were friend, friends don't do that."

I looked away from her for a moment and tried to keep the creeping smile off of my face. "And what if I don't want to just be your friend?"

Ok, now she looked shocked. "What if I want to do it again?" I asked her.

"You cant, I have a boyfriend." She reminded me, as if I really needed it.

"Yeh but what if you didn't, would you want me to do it again." I sat forward placing my weight into my right arm leaning into her slightly.

"I do though Edward." Her voice getting hostile. "And I love him," she was very matter of fact and wondered if the kiss had more effect on her than she would ever let on. Weather she really did enjoy it.

She shuffled in her spot, now sitting on her legs. She was getting uncomfortable with the topic of conversation that she started but for some reason she was still here and it was her that came to me, her that came into my bed.

"So did you?" I asked her. She looked at me blankly. I shifted forward once again moving into her space. "Did you enjoy it?" confirmed, asking the question she avoided last night.

She shifted her weigh once again her discomfort as clear as day.

She still wasn't answering me and I could feel my frustration grow but I would fight it, I wouldn't let it win. It would only give her the excuse to run away or fight me. I needed to stay calm for both our sakes.

"It's only a question Bella; did you enjoy it?" I asked her slowly

She swallowed hard and her eyes looked down to her knees.

In her moment of distraction I reached forward and kissed her on the lips. I held her head and she tried to pull away but I wouldn't let go. I trailed my tongue across her lips and she continued to fight me off of her. She was shaking her head out of my grasp so I gave up. Willing to accept that despite her being in my bed, it wasn't me who she wanted.

I released her from my grip and she pulled back into her position before she reached forward and slapped me hard across the face.

She hit me a sore fucking one as well, I could feel the heat and tingle in my cheek and she looked at me in the eye no doubt pretty fucking happy at her own reaction and rejection she had given me.

A few moments passed as she caught her breath and we glared at one another after hurting each other, me no doubt physically forcing myself on her and her for slapping me in retaliation.

She looked a little shaken and I berated myself for not thinking it though when I had kept my composure cool for so long before it.

Before I knew what was happening I seen her coming towards me once again but this time it was her lips that provided the impact.

She was kissing me.

She was fucking kissing me right back.

Without hesitation I cupped her cheek in my palm and responded. I granted her tongue the entrance it seemed to want as she pushed at my closed mouth forcefully.

I tasted her once again and I let my mouth consume her in a frenzied pace.

I don't know how long it would last and if I would ever have it again so I took all I could get.

I let my fingers comb through her hair, tugging at it slightly, bringing her closer into me.

It was that point I needed more of her. I let my hand fall from her hair and let them slide down her back. I could feel the bare skin of her shoulders before the material covered the rest of her quite modestly.

I pulled at the material wanting to put my hand other places and all the time my mind wondering why the fuck she wasn't trying to stop this.

I reached the bottom of her back and rested my hands at the top of her backside, refrain from completely abusing her.

She clearly wasn't thinking straight and as much as I wanted her, on top of me, below me, all the hell over me I would try to keep some composure some real perspective.

She was going to hate me by the time this was over but it was something I had to deal with because I knew this had quite simply made my life better.

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