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'But you are mine...'

She moaned again as I continued moving her. I knew she was close when she started to speed up and I was just about to blow my load when the driver announced we were back at the hotel. I was tempted to tell him to circle around the block again when Isabella climbed off my lap and started straightening her clothes a little.

We were out of the limo and in the elevator in record time. I had hoped to be able to press her against one of the mirrored sides on the way up to the suite but unfortunately there were three other people in with us.

Instead, Isabella grabbed hold of my hand and began softly running her fingers over my palm before creating a tight ring with her pointer finger and thumb, pushing it over my middle finger slowly. Such a simple, almost juvenile act had me holding back a moan as my stomach clenched and my cock throbbed painfully.

I didn't dare look at her in case I couldn't stop myself from attacking her, instead I kept my eyes forward, clearing my throat and prayed the floors would fly by as she shifted next to me.

When we reached the safety of our suite, she pulled me into the bedroom and sat me on the edge of the bed. She stood before me and took off her dress, leaving her in black lace underwear and her heels.

I began removing my suit as she helped with the buttons in my shirt. She ran her hands softly down my chest, my stomach contracting when she reached my lower abs. Undoing my belt, she stepped away and allowed me to remove the rest of my clothes, staring unblinkingly into my eyes.

She always seemed to know what I needed and instead of leaving her underwear and heels on like she sometimes knew I loved, she stepped out of her shoes at the same time she unclasped her bra.

I wanted her. God, did I want her. I always wanted her and in the most primal and animalistic way, but this time was different.

She walked towards me, gently pushed me onto the bed and and straddled my lap. I grabbed her hips and pushed us both to the middle of the bed and laid down. I could feel her centre, hot and wet pressing against where I needed her and couldn't stop myself from thrusting up gently. Isabella moaned and leaned down to kiss my lips once before pulling back a little and staring into my eyes.

I love you. I love you so fucking much.

The words were on the tip of my tongue. But I couldn't. Not yet. I couldn't scare her away from me. I needed her.

She lifted slightly and I helped her pull her little panties down her legs. I held my cock as she hovered over me, sinking onto me slowly with a gasp as her lips met mine again.

I wrapped one hand in her hair and the other on her hip helping to control her movements as she slowly rocked against me, her breaths mixing with mine as our lips grazed.

Back and forth she rocked as her nipples rubbed against my chest and my hands explored her body

I could feel her gently grinding against me and I knew she was close. I lifted her and dropped her onto my lap a little faster and a little harder, just enough for her to arch her back and let out a silent scream, her nails digging into my chest and side.

I watched her with unrestrained amazement and adoration. I loved her. I'd never loved anyone so much in my entire life. Watching her come undone above me as we made love, not fucked, was the best thing I'd ever experienced.

She panted, her heart beating so hard I could feel it where our chests barely touched. She looked down at me, her hair falling around us as I tried to convey my feelings in the way I looked into her beautiful eyes.

I love you.

I leant up, breaking our gaze and kissed her lips as she began rocking slowly once again. I grabbed her hips and rolled us over, taking place on top of her and thrusting into her, keeping my pace slow but deep as she sighed and moaned softly, her hands in my hair.

She felt so good. Everything about her felt amazing. Her hands running over my body, her nails digging into my scalp, her soft but strong thighs pressed against my sides, her calves resting on my lower back pulling me impossibly closer as her ankles crossed, her breasts and nipples as the rubbed against my chest, the quivering softness of her stomach as I thrust into her and her wet, tight warmth surrounding and gripping me over and over again as I made her mine.

I put my arms around her back and gripped her shoulders, pulling her closer onto my thighs as I lifted us both. I kneeled on the bed as she side astride of me. I began moving her as I thrust into her, my arms wrapped around her back to bring her even closer to me.

She moaned long and deep, increasing her pace as I kissed and licked her neck. The need for completion overwhelmed us as we rocked harder and faster against each other, lips meeting, tongues tangling and teeth clashing.

Grinding against me again with every downwards thrust, Isabella pulled back and look straight at me, eyes hooded and breathing laboured.

She glanced down to look at where we were becoming one and I couldn't help but look too. We moaned in sync as we watched as her pussy swallowed my cock over and over.

Her hands gripped my shoulders, nails scratching and digging into my skin as her brow furrowed.

"Ohhhhh," She moaned deeply "Edward."

"I'm here Baby Girl." I whispered. I felt my climax approach in the tense of every muscle in my body, felt hers with the shaking of her legs, her walls.

We came together in the silence of our hotel suite. Her moaning my name and me whispering hers like a prayer.

I collapsed onto the bed and Isabella stayed where she was, still sprawled on my chest. I ran my fingers through her hair until she fell asleep.
Sleep of course evaded me.

I was stuck as what to do about my recent revelation. Well it wasn't exactly a revelation. I had known from the day I had seen her photograph on Emmett's laptop that I wanted her but this was different. I NEEDED her now. I couldn't live without her.

I knew I felt more for her when she didn't speak to me after the incident with Lauren. I knew then that I was going to fall for her, but this, I couldn't explain my feelings. They were so strong, so solid. There was no 'I think I love her' it just... was. I loved her, I would always love her. It terrified me.

I had loved Tanya once upon a time but my feelings of love for her were completely different to my feelings for Isabella, they were almost a diluted version. I wasn't going to pretend I hadn't loved Tanya, because I had, at one point I thought I'd spend the rest of my life with her. There was a huge difference though. For Isabella I would do anything, the same couldn't be said for Tanya.

Even though I had loved her, I moved on quickly, I got over the end of our relationship and accepted what had happened in a short time.

What terrified me about Isabella was that I didn't think I'd ever be able to move on, get over the end of us... get over her.

She was so fucking young and although I knew I was what she wanted at the time being, I couldn't guarantee that she'd want me in all the years to come that I knew I would want her.

I desperately wanted her to love me, want and need me as much as I did her. I wanted to be the person she'd grow old with.

I was determined not to let the same thing happen with her that had happened with Tanya. I was willing to do anything for Isabella, even what I couldn't do for Tanya. I just had to hope it didn't come to that, had to hope we were on the same page.

It was a talk that I knew we had to have but we were so new and she was still so young.

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I was awake until Isabella started shifting on my chest a couple of hours after she's fallen asleep there. She had began rocking over me in her sleep until eventually the incessant prodding of my cock must have woken her up. We had made love again, rocking slowly once again, fatigue threatening to take over just as much as our passion before we came together and slept together.

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When I awoke the following morning I was alone in the bed but could hear Isabella singing softly from the open bathroom door that steam rolled out of. I smiled to myself as I realised, other than the time she gave me that lap dance before Christmas, this was the first time I'd heard her sing.

Thinking about that made my cock swell. Could she be any more perfect?

She had a really quirky voice. It wasn't overly soft and feminine nor was it a strong voice, it was unique. It was beautiful. I'm not going to say she could go on to sell thousands of records but she could certainly hold her own.

She was singing 'I love rock n roll' which made me chuckle. I got up and walked towards the bathroom as she switched to a song I'd never heard before.

"As your will is bent and broken
and ever vision has been cast into the wind
as your courage crashes down before your eyes
don't lay down and die

'Cause I see in you
More than you'll ever know
And I ask you 'Why you question strength inside?'
And you need to know
How it feels to be alive."

I pushed the bathroom door open to find her humming what sounded like guitar riffs.

Everything about Isabella wasn't what I expected. She was a lot less confident in person than I thought she would be but at the same time she's a much stronger person. She was full of little quirks I hadn't expected, her singing one, her taste in what I assumed was heavy rock music another.

I smiled to myself as I watched her silhouette through the fogged glass of the walk-in shower before joining her.

I'd wait until after I'd made her scream my name again before telling her I'd arranged for us to have lunch with my parents.

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Songs: 'I love rock n roll' by Joan Jett

'One day remains' by Alterbridge

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Any thoughts on Edward's 'revelation'? How about his plans for the rest of the day?