Chapter 38: The time is now
I don't own twilight, I love you all, and my mistakes are my own. Sorry I haven't updated in some days I'm on holiday, but I have been writing everyday to deliver….
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EPOV
She was here.
With me.
She was carefree and smiling.
She was beauty and freedom.
She was tipsy and a little silly and all the more endearing.
We waived goodbye to Ali and Suzan with affectionate embraces.
I picked up her overnight bag from the cloakroom.
When we went outside on the brisk night air, I removed my jacket and put it on her shoulders.
I rubbed her arms for good measure.
"Edward, are we staying here for the night?" she asked me seriously.
"Yes." I answered simply.
She didn't hesitate to entwine our fingers together. She was certain. As was I.
Tonight might not be the night of all the revelations.
And, oh my, where there more revelations.
Tonight, though, would be the unveiling of my feelings.
I know technically we have know each other a little over 24 hours.
But, we have been the same entity. We have been again. This is the chance at happiness. And no time is too quick to reveal your feelings. No time is too quick to embrace that potential. To realise it.
We were walking quietly for five minutes, and then the hotel appeared at the end of the road.
I held her hand tighter.
"Are we here?" she asked.
I nodded realising all of the sudden that my throat was parched.
When we checked in, I took the key. The elevator ride was quiet. I could feel the tension building.
My hand never left hers.
When we went in the Suite, Bella looked around mesmerized. I was so glad that I could offer this for us.
Make this special.
The entire living area, had candles lit surrounding the white baby grand sitting in the middle of it. The curtains were drawn and you could see the night view of Casablanca. The yellow lights and the mosque, the colourful neighbourhoods.
Outside in the balcony, we had two armchairs and a table with a bottle of champagne chilling in a beautiful ice bucket and two flutes.
Bella, turned to look at me.
She could not control her happy tears, which were flowing freely from her eyes down her cheeks.
"You arranged all this? For me?" Her voice was barely above a whisper.
"Yes, Bella. Yes my beautiful, sweet girl. This is for you." I said and I knew I was getting so emotional.
I left her bag by the door.
I took her hand and guided her next to me on the piano stool.
And then I played. For her. I played about the devastation, the pain and the bliss. We had gone through all that only to come out stronger on the other side.
And now this was our time.
The last confident notes echoed through the big living area.
When I finally reopened my eyes, Bella's were just fluttering open.
"I know there's more to our story Edward. But, not tonight. I don't want anything to spoil my euphoric feelings."
Her hands stroked my cheeks and her eyes, those chocolate brown eyes, were pouring all her emotions.
"I need to get ready," she said quite cryptically and then went to fetch her bag by the door. I heard the ensuite door close with a soft click.
I froze in my seat by the piano. I was overcome with nerves. This was it.
I thought I should go to the balcony and have a glass of champagne but my hands were shaking and alcohol would not help my predicament one little bit.
The door opened. And Bella, stood there. The candlelight was reflecting on her creamy skin. She wore no make up and her hair was flowing on her shoulders leaving some strands to fall freely on her chest.
She wore a dark blue sating and lace baby doll that was stopping just shy of her thighs.
She was pure perfection.
"You're so beautiful," I managed to mumble whilst looking at her mesmerized.
She came closer. She looked me in the eyes. I swear she was stirring my soul. My whole existence depends on her. She holds my whole future in her small hands.
She helped me stand. She started unbuttoning my shirt. She kept her eyes on me the whole time. Seeking for approval, ensuring I was all right.
When the shirt was gone, her fingers started trailing the contours of my torso. Her touch was electrical. She was slow and thorough. My eyes shut out of their own volition. The touch was soft and purposeful.
I opened my eyes when I felt her hands on my belt buckle.
"Bella." Her name rolled out of my lips. Just a signature. It was her. And she was here. Doing these things to my body.
"Let me in," she said softly.
"You are in." I confirmed.
And then my pants and boxers followed the rest of my clothes on the floor.
And then Bella, came and held me. She put her arms around my waist and stood on her toes, very much like our first kiss. Her hands roamed on my back and allowed me to close the distance between us.
I held her tight and kissed her softly.
"You are everything to me Bella. I have spent all this time waiting for you." I confessed near her ear before my lips found her earlobe. I'm not sure if she could understand the double entendre of what I had just said.
She shuddered.
"Edward." She whimpered.
And then, as if pleading she said: "Make love to me baby."
I could have come right there, just by hearing her say that. My hands roamed her body over her negligee. I was glad she wore it still.
Her eyes lowered, taking me in and I swear she licked her lips.
I pick her up bridal style and lead us to the bedroom. The king size bed had soft cream and brown colours.
I deposited her on the bed and then joined her.
Our hands are caressing each other's face and the feeling of belonging permeates the atmosphere.
Deep in each other's eyes, all the problems of the world seem to evaporate.
Bella smiles and I smile back.
There's no words exchanged at this sacred time. Only slow breaths, hands touching, souls merging.
I'm still naked and hard in front of her, but this is just declaration of how much I want her. How much I have always wanted her.
Her hands remove the offending piece of fabric. We are naked and her body is soft, creamy, and curvy. I seriously lack words when it comes to describing her beauty.
I bring her close to me and we are holding each other whilst on our knees.
This must be one of the most erotic things ever. Her breasts graze my chest and my erection rubs against her tummy.
We lose ourselves in each other's eyes.
We kiss. Our lips softly move together. Lips part, breaths mix.
Hands move on her body, on mine. She pulls me to her. She lies on her back and I hover over her.
I love her. I do.
So I show her.
I move my lips from lips, to her jaw, her neck. Her earlobe receives extra attention. I leave open-mouthed kisses and small licks on the column of her neck.
I kiss the hollow of her neck and then start kissing her chest. My hands already graze her hard nipples.
She makes all these amazing noises. Soft mewls, pants, gasps, my name. I am lost in lust.
I start licking her right nipple and then I suck it in my mouth. I am rolling her left between my thumb and index fingers.
But then she stops me. Alarmed, I raise my eyes to see her.
"Tonight I want to return the favour," she says, and sounds very determined.
She then proceeds to lay me on my back. She stands on my side. She repeats all of my previous actions but then proceeds lower.
She kisses my abdomen and keeps eye contact. Her hand touches my shaft. Softly at first she traces the length with her fingertips. Then her hand circles me.
"Oh, Bella," I whisper, and my eyes roll in the back of my head.
Her other hand is tracing my balls. I'm trying so hard not to come.
And her mouth kisses my tip. And licks on it. My hips buck on their own. I'm on sensory overload. She then lifts my cock with her hand and she gives me a long lick from my balls all the way through to my cock's underside.
I grip the duvet hard. I can hear my moans and I'm getting louder by the minute. And then she takes me in her mouth. As deep as I can go. She licks the tip and the bobs her head up and down, in a hard, fast pace. I'm not going to last long. I just know it.
Her mouth is hot and wet and now tight as she hollows her cheeks. Her eyes remain on me the whole time. She takes me deeper. Her hand finds my own and places it on her hair. I grab some. I lift my hips and lower them to match her pace.
She's moaning surrounding me. I'm losing it. The coil in the pit of my stomach tightens. And tightens further.
She starts flicking my tip with her tongue in every upwards movement. When she starts tugging my balls, I'm a goner.
"Baby, I'm going to come." And probably this is the only coherent sentence that I will be able to utter for the next minute. Or twenty.
She never releases me from her mouth. She takes as deep as I can go. And she swallows. And I feel my orgasm pulsing through my body. And I close my eyes and thick hot streams of come hit the back of her throat. I'm breathless and my heart is pounding hard on my chest.
When my eyes are open, I find Bella on my side. Somehow, I'm holding her and her head lies gently on my chest.
"Are you all right, baby?" she asks with a smug smile, because she now knows she can bring me to my knees.
I simply nod, smile, and bring her mouth closer to mine. We kiss, and I can feel my taste on her. And this is a fucking turn on. I don't swear. I do not. It is the only way to describe what she's making me feel.
I kissed her thoroughly. I spread her legs and dove in. Her scent took over. I was helpless. I licked, nibbled, and sucked. I slid two fingers inside. I sucked on her clit.
"Edward, yes, baby, oh yes, yes, yes…" she panted. Her hands went through my hair. She kept me in place while she started rising and lowering her pelvis, slowly at first, increasing the pace after a short while.
I lapped at everything, everything she had to offer. This was getting frantic.
"Oh, baby, you love eating my pussy, don't you?" At her words, my cock twitched and I started humping the mattress. My Bella liked to talk dirty.
I moaned above her clit in agreement. That set her off. She held my head with both her hands. And I kept my two fingers inside her, glistening with her juices but she was in control. She had set a fast, hard pace.
When I sucked on her clit, her hands tightened her grip. Her walls started pulsing and tightening and she came with a loud moan. I sucked and drank from her greedily.
As soon as she became too sensitive to touch, I held her close. She was panting hard and her skin was covered with a sheen of sweat.
We were both lazily smiling at each other, and kept our foreheads touching. And then I nestled between her legs. I lifted her knees and held them with my hands. Her folds were pink and bare, her clit was swollen. I was inside her in one long thrust. She was so wet and felt amazingly tight around me.
We both groaned when our hips came flush against each other. I took my time. I was in better control now.
So this is what everybody had been praising. The glory of physical love. At this strange animalistic and raw moment, complete was all I felt.
When I opened my eyes, my adoring Bella, was looking at me trusting. She removed a strand of my hair from my face. I may have shed a couple of tears.
"I know," she said softly.
"I feel the same," she confirmed.
And then we were one. Just like we were meant to be. Just like things should have been.
We started moving simultaneously. We moved slowly. Her hands were on my shoulders. My one hand was on her ribcage, my other cupping her face.
I could not have imagined the pleasure. My entire body pulsed with it. I was inside of her body. Her walls were warm and welcoming. It was tight. She was everything.
We started moving faster. Her legs wrapped tightly around my waist. The angle made me go deeper. I was going out of my mind. She met my thrusts one by one. Her body arched.
My mouth founds her ears, her breasts, her collarbone, her neck. Her panting breaths were my new prayer.
"Oh Edward, so close…" She whispered in my ear. That spurred me on. I was moving faster and faster, losing my coordination. I brought my hand to where we were joined. Her juices had covered her clit and I started rubbing circles. Hard.
"Come for me Bella," I found confidence in her earlier words. "Come all over my cock, baby." I whispered on her neck.
And then, I felt being squeezed. Inside her I was being held. And she screamed my name as she dug her nails on my shoulders and rose to take me as deeply as possible.
Her eyes were closed, and her hair had fanned out on the pillow.
In that time, all our past and a million star explosions past before my eyes.
"It's all for you." Pleasure overtook all of my senses. I meant it. It was all for her. I could feel her everywhere and I came hard. Hard inside her body. I spilled inside her.
Our bodies were sated. Our souls were in peace at last. We were one.
Define Love….
Love is you.
Ahem, what did you all think? Oh and they did practice safe sex I just couldn't be bothered writing it. BE SAFE people. And now hit the review button. ALL OF YOU!