Nathalia says Bella should start living her life and leave behind the heartache.
Leibeezer loves me again…I think?
Alberta – glad to know things are looking up on your side. I'm a good shoulder to cry on…
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I'm awoken with soft kisses on my bare shoulder and that flame burns a little hotter in the pit of my stomach.
"Baby," Edward whispers. "Garrett just called me from the harbor. I'm going to take him over quickly. I'll try not to take too long."
I sit up abruptly. He sees my worry.
"I tell you what," he says. "Why don't you follow us with your boat? That way Garrett doesn't have to come back again."
He knows what I need and he gives it to me without thinking twice.
"Thank you," I say thankful and jump up. I glance outside to be met with a cloudy but wind free morning.
I run into the bathroom, brush my teeth, my hair and wash my face as I hear Edward call Garrett and tell him we'll be there shortly.
I pull my grey sweat pants on and Edward helps me with my jacket.
He zips up my front and that spark passes between us as his fingers graze my chest. He feels it too because we look up to each other at exactly the same time, his breath hitching.
He slowly lowers his head, his lips stopping inches before meeting mine.
"Kiss me," he commands, his green eyes dark and stormy fire pools.
I don't hesitate and I don't waste time. My tongue immediately forces entrance to his mouth and glides over his hot marble smooth one.
Fire and ice…heaven and hell…it all collides as his hand cradles my face.
When he pulls away I moan loudly and pout, which makes him throw his head back and laugh.
"I know Baby," he chuckles, sounding as frustrated as I feel. "But I need to do this one thing and then I'm all yours."
I nod and he kisses my forehead.
"Let's go," he says as he pulls me along with him.
Garrett is a sweet brown haired darling. He's eager and bright eyes and I can see Edward feels good leaving him in charge.
I pack what little Edward has in his bedroom and bathroom as they take a quick walk on the island. We helped Garrett carry his gear and supplies when we got here.
I sit impatiently and listen to Edward as he goes through all the details with Garrett.
By the time we get back to the boat I can't wait to get my hands on Edward's perfect naked body, feeling my fingers glide over his sweaty skin as I take him in.
"Move over," Edward says as I take place to man the boat.
"Oh no!" I laugh. "This is my baby, I'll do it. Get comfortable."
He shakes his head smiling and does as instructed.
When we get to the harbor he's impressed.
"Smooth sailing Miss Swan."
"Always Mr. Cullen."
As we talk into the house we attack each other. Edward kicks the door closed behind him. We don't get further than a few steps from the front door before we're on the floor, clothes flying in all directions.
"This isn't how I wanted to do this Bella," he moans but doesn't attempt to push me away either as I climb on top of him.
"I don't care Edward. We have time for moonlight and roses. Right now, all I want to feel is you inside of me."
I grab my sweat pants next to him and take out the condom I put in there before we left this morning.
I help him put it on, loving his silky hardness under my fingers.
He grips my face in his hands, our mouths so close but not touching as I guide him into me. We both groan at the sensation and I watch him in awe as his eyes roll back, his mouth open, his breath swallow.
His hands move to my hips and he starts moving me…so slowly it's sinful.
"Edward," I beg. "Please…"
The friction inside of me is driving me to the edge. He reaches places inside of me that has never been reached before. Only he can make me feel this way.
I sit up, leaning slightly back and swivel my hips over him, creating an angle that literally takes my breath away. I fight hard to get it back.
His hand reaches out and when his fingers spread out on my stomach and his thumb presses against my clit, that ember ignites and spreads through me like a wild fire.
I lose track of everything except all that is Edward. My body is burning deliciously as I call his name, gripping his hand between us and riding out the fiery storm.
I'm just in time to look down and see the look on his face as he comes…and nothing has ever been more beautiful to me than that.
Somewhere inside of me hope sprouts…that I can be what he needs…that I might just be enough…how could I not be when I can make him feel like this.
He pulls me down on him and I lie breathless, content and happy. His hands glide over my back, my ass, my arms. Skin on skin. If I could stay like this forever, I would.
I try to think about a time before I met Edward when loves was good…when love was enough. But I can't. This, this right here, nothing has ever filled my heart so completely.
We both startle as the front door opens. Emmett walks in and stops dead in his tracks.
"Oh fuck," Edward whispers.
"Emmett, what the fuck," Rose says as she walks into him from behind. She shoves him playfully out of her way but when she spots us she freezes…and then she bursts out laughing.
My brother is still staring at us but I'm not sure if he's actually seeing us. His eyes are glazed over. He looks like he's in shock.
"Emmett," I beg, so embarrassed I can't feel my body just quite yet. "Do you mind?"
He snaps out of his mindless stare and turns around quickly. Rose does too but she's still laughing.
"Please God," I hear Emmett whisper, his head turned toward the sky. "Please erase this memory from my mind."
Edward and I dress as fast as we can. We keep eyeing each other the entire time. He doesn't seem as worried as I am, although his jaw is set, like he's waiting for Emmett to explode.
When we're dressed Rose still hasn't stopped laughing.
"Okay," I say softly.
Emmett turns around slowly, his glare falling on Edward. Oh shit…he has that grizzly look on his face.
"You," he says as he points at Edward. "Outside…now."
"Oh for goodness sake Emmett," Rose says, finally calming to a giggle. "Relax."
"Emmett," I warn, taking a step forward. "Don't do this."
"No Bella," Edward says. "It's fine. Why don't you go pack so long? Don't worry about my stuff; I have enough on the farm. Let Rose help you."
Emmett turns around but doesn't move, waiting for some indication that Edward is following him. His shoulders are visibly shaking and it's scaring me.
"Are you crazy," I whisper. "He'll kill you."
"Calm down Bella. Emmett needs to talk to me and that's what we're going to do. But if he's looking for an apology, he's not getting one. I won't apologize for loving you."
His voice is soft and I don't think Emmett was meant to hear him but I think he does. I see him stiffen even more and when he hears Edward walking towards him he leads, walking out the front door.
Shit, I think as I look over to Rose who still has a megawatt smile on her face. This is going to get ugly.