A/N: Last lemon of the story. xd ... Well, if I don't find myself writing more hot steamy Edward and Bella sex. :P
Just something to think about, I wrote this about a month before Breaking Dawn came out. O.o They're really similar.
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The morning glow of the lake against the glass of our room was astounding. The glass projected rainbows onto Edward's skin and my own, that danced across the room. We had spent the whole night like this, just wrapped in each other's arms and the gentle silk that wove in tightly around us. Our skin was touching in every way, never being separated, because, for me, it was almost a physical pain to leave him.
We had relaxed the night away in gentle embraces and the soft lulling of our love making. It was gentle, and I had an urge to show more of our primitive instincts, but I would wait patiently for another time. In truth, I didn't want to be moved from where I was.
I was ravenously aware of every touch and caress of Edward's skin on mine. His hands rubbed down my back, just below my tailbone and then back up my spinal cord. I liked the rhythm and just the texture of his skin on mine. Our chests were pressed together, as they had been all night. We could have been melded together by now, but to be honest, I don't think either of us would have minded.
"I want to swim," Edward murmured into my hair. His cool breath fanned down my cheeks and to my neck. The cold didn't bother me; mainly because I could barely feel it, but his scent was still something that stunned me. It became stronger and more appealing since the change. Esme had told me it was the scent of my mate. The very smell drove the other wild.
I had believed her, of course, it was quite obvious. Edward's nose was always in my hair, discreetly, and not so discreetly, breathing it in. He said it was the best place to get my scent; a mix of my human and nonhuman scents combined.
I looked out the window and into the bright sun shining through. It was discreet out in the middle of the woods, no one would see us, or hear us for miles. I had wanted to dip in that little lake at least once while we were here. I looked back up to Edward who had his eyes closed. If I didn't know any better, I would have thought he was asleep. I pursed my lips while trying to hide my grin.
"'Kay," I giggled before turning out of his embrace and running to the bathroom. I heard an audible groan and then shuffling before it stopped. Perfect, he'd be outside and waiting.
I couldn't hide my smile while I dug through the black and white bag. I threw out the multiple sets of lingerie and grinned when I felt what I was looking for. Slipping the pieces onto my nude body I fixed the straps on my black, silky bikini and tried to keep my bust from popping out altogether.
The black against my skin illuminated all the right places. It was one of the few times I'd worn black since I was changed, but I couldn't doubt the effect it had on the contrast of our skin. After I appraised ever surface the bikini touched, I stopped playing with the halter and grabbed the ivory and eyelet white cover-up.
I'd wanted to surprise Edward as much as possible on our honeymoon, and moreover, the rest of our existence. I smoothed out the ivory piece and worked my hair over to get rid of the remaining sex curls from last night. I bit my lip at the thoughts and finished before walking out.
Edward wasn't in the room when I got out, a good sign. I didn't bother with shoes as I made my way out of the room and down the grandiose winding staircase into the chandelier room and then to the foyer. I took a steady eye to appraise its beauty properly. I couldn't deny the architectural genius it took to make the place.
I made my way to the front door and stepped into the refreshing morning light. We were far enough from Forks that the sun didn't shy behind the clouds as much. I sometimes wished I could live somewhere besides a peninsula, but anywhere Edward would be I would also.
I could see Edward relaxing in the water, floating on his back with a smile on his face. His eyes opened to the sky and then in a movement that a human wouldn't notice, he flipped up and looked me over. I bit back a grin at the look on his face. His eyes ran over the pristine cover-up and then down my legs. I was grateful eternity had made me attractive, but it didn't stop the awkward feeling of being ogled.
His hair flopped over his eyes, and I couldn't stop my eyes from running down his chest, appreciating the gleaming droplets that slid down his abs and back into the water. Edward shifted, and I looked back up in time to see his tongue swipe over his bottom lip. I swallowed hard, the gleaming in his eyes was… erotic.
I did a twirl for him on the little beach, taking a bow while he whistled. Giggling, I unfastened the halter on my cover-up and turned my back to him. Why not provide a show for him? My fingers let go of the little piece and it fell the beach at my feet. I heard a sharp intake of breath before I bent down to touch my toes and grab the piece.
I couldn't hold my own gasp when I felt hands on my hips and something hard pressing into my rear. Smiling, I wiggled a little, getting a satisfactory growl.
"Bella Cullen," he hissed.
"Do you like?" I asked innocently.
"Yes, I'll have to thank Alice." I spun around to press my chest against his, halter forgotten.
"Nuh-uh, I picked out everything this time." he raised an eyebrow, then grinned. "I have good taste, huh?" Edward nodded fervidly, and I giggled like a schoolgirl before running into the water.
We spent a lot of time flirting and swimming. I'd tease him, and he'd provide the equal by stepping it up a notch. I'd wait until he was sexually frustrated and then pounce. Most of my thoughts remained on the underwater culture in the lake we swam in. The fish were of colorful array to my surprise.
The depth of the waters was even more amazing, we went well beneath what a human could reach and watched the mysterious creatures surrounding us. Most of the fish were browns and greens, some were crimsons and oranges and we witnessed red snappers eating from the algae.
I hadn't even noticed I wasn't breathing, the lack of needn't air hadn't hit me. Edward and I were under for what seemed like hours, observing the life below that was so easily forgotten. The changing sun in the sky provided different lights and glows. But we were never able to get too close, the fish were always wary, and even more so around Edward. It was our natural primal feel, and I'd noticed it with just neighbourhood cats.
I'd ended up on Edward's back while he floated around the water, pointing to different things. His hand rested on my thighs, his legs were strong enough propel us forward. I'd been looking at the different fish nibbling at moss and algae when I felt Edward's hands sliding up and down my thigh, each time rising a little higher until they were touching my bikini bottom.
I looked back at Edward's face, finding nothing but innocence and wonder while he looked around the sun bathed deep. He was the picture of perfection, the sun gleamed from his skin, mingling with my own and providing a rainbow of lights around us. I couldn't tell if the fish liked it, they just swan around and ate.
His fingers danced up my skin again, but this time, his hand went under my bottom. I welded my mouth shut so I wouldn't take in any water. I'd be like a stone and sink to the bottom if that happened. I pulled myself closer to Edward's back while his finger dipped into me once.
My nails dug into his shoulder, but if her felt it, he certainly didn't show it. I trembled like a leaf with each thrust and felt the urge to scream out. I wanted to gasp, to pant, to be able to make any form of noise, but the only thing I could do was make low keening noises in the back of my throat, much like a whale.
The pit of my stomach was forcing my muscles to clench with each pass he made. I could feel myself pulling closer, the need for friction, to feel him fully inside of me was strong. My hips bucked incessantly into his back and I could no longer take it.
With a quick pull from his grasp, I swam to the surface, through the fish and light that surrounded me. I broke through the surface and gasped for breath, no longer tasting the stale air that had been inside of me for hours. I heard chuckling beside me and I growled loudly.
"So help me Edward Cullen, if you don't finish what you started, I'll do it myself!" he tried to not to smile, but it was obvious he found this funny.
"Can I watch?" I growled again and swam toward shore before I felt his arms around my waist. "I was kidding," he whispered huskily in my ear.
"Were you?" I asked, knowing we both knew the answer to that.
"I supposed I wasn't," he shook his head. "Voyeurism doesn't sound so bad if it's you." his chuckle sent vibrations through me, and to the area where I was rubbing my thighs for friction.
His hand slipped under my bikini top and pinched my nipple, rolling it with his thumb and forefinger. I gasped and trust my hips back into his groin. He groaned pushed back just as hard.
"Do that again," he growled in my ear. Without a second thought, I ground into his pelvis, pushing harder into him through his swim trunks. I was reveling in what I couldn't before, the panting and crying out into the air. "Oh god,"
Edward's free hand slipped down into my bikini bottom and he didn't hesitate to stick his finger in. I was writhing at his touch, needing more desperately. With each thrust of his finger, I threw my hips back, and he'd push his forward. We were moving in sync until he let out a growl and threw me up against a tree hanging over the lake.
I growled back at him, his fingers tore through the sides of my bottom and the scrap was tossed aside. I bit my bottom lip, being careful not to pierce through the skin, in a hope to look sultry for him. His lips hit mine with an intensity that could have drained the lake and I wouldn't have noticed.
I tugged on the drawstring of his trunks and growled. "Those need to go," his honey eyes sparkled and he winked.
"Do away with them," with his shrug, I looped my finger into the elastic and tore them from his perfect, narrow hip and into the water. Licking my lips, I hitched my leg up while he pushed me into the bark of the tree. I loved being more durable, I just loved it when Edward touched me like I wasn't a porcelain doll.
"Yes…" I hissed with each inch that he pushed into me. The feeling of being whole, of being fulfilled, never seemed to end when we were joined. The sheer magnitude of the way we rocked in synchrony and pressure made body shiver and my already taut nipples harden.
"Bella, Bella, Bella," Edward groaned into my neck with each precise thrust. My hips met his, driving him deeper and further into me.
The primal growls from our throats were transformed into keening and light purrs with the incessant rocking. I found myself babbling his name, needing more from him, to push me over the edge and let our instincts take over. I could feel it, though I didn't know if it was purposely done, he was still being careful, still taking precautions with my body. Though I was sure I was still stronger than him, my newborn status had yet to clear.
"Harder," I cried while he drove into me. "Please! Harder, faster!" his growl was guttural while his hips pushed into mine with a force he had never used.
My back arched and I let out a soundless scream, each movement bringing me closer to my release. "Like this?" he growled, but I could hear the smile in his voice. "I didn't know you liked… it… rough."
My fingers wrapped in his hair and brought his lips to mine. Parting my lips, he shoved his tongue into my mouth. His finger wedged between us -- though how he managed it, I didn't know -- and began to message me. The gasp that came from my throat and the growl in my chest were otherworldly, an anomaly that had my brain wonder if I could make such a noise, but was quickly over thrown by the liquid pulsing below me.
My fingers dug into the rough bark of the tree and tore through until my orgasm was rocking me with a force that brought Edward to a close. We screamed out in unison, our cries echoing in the air, circling us. The smile on my face was mirrored by Edwards, our breathing ragged and unsteady.
Unhitching my legs from his waist, Edward set me in the now-ankle-deep water. I ogled his naked form and giggled. If I could have blushed I would have. Seeing him fully, his large anatomy and perfect muscles, it made me feel inadequate. His eyes were still on me, eyeing the top I still wore.
With a grin, I pulled it from my chest and ran into the water. "Let's go skinny dipping!"
A/N: I think this is my favourite lemon of the story, and maybe one of the top ones I've written... and I've written a lot of lemons. I'm sad to say this story is coming to a close in a few more chapter. I've estimated about two or three more and an epilogue, which by the way I'm drafting it will have a really sour lemon in it. So this being the last might be a little lie -- but who knows, maybe there won't be a lemon.
I love that bikini, I ordered because when I worked on this I kept looking back at it over and over again. It's so... amazing. :)
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