Chapter 52 - Lemons for Thanksgiving

Authors note: Thank you all so much for the amazing reviews, i do check my phone multiple times a day for the emails, and i read each and every one. Thank you for your continued support, i really do appreciate it. Happy Thanksgiving! I hope all of you eat way too much! Here's more lemons for you to read when you aren't around your family ;D

Rosalie's POV

In all honesty, from the moment I said I love you until the morning after I felt like I was living in another reality. I was scared out of my wits at the thought of us making love. I acted calm and collected on the outside, but inside my dead stomach turned. Mock confidence is my specialty though.

I ended up making the first move, and I think it helped diffuse the situation…or ignite it, I suppose it depends on how one would look at it. She shocked me when she took control though. The night ran long and before we knew it the sun was coming up. We watched the sun rise from our bed, the bright rays were shining through the doorway to the balcony, the thin curtains danced in the wind.

We laid tangled in a mess of each other. My head found its way to her chest and rested there. Her mahogany hair fell all around, I played with a strand that found a home on her exposed chest. My fingers traced her perky breast mindlessly as we watched the sun rise. She ran her fingers through my hair, causing me to purr and nestle further into her.

"Do you think this is what the meaning of life is?" She spoke out of the silence.

"What?" I asked never lifting my head from her chest.

"Good sex." She said with a chuckle as she kissed the top of my head. I laughed in response.

"So, it was good then?" I said raising up to show her a quirked eyebrow.

"Mediocre, at best." She said in a sarcastic tone.

"Oh yeah?" I said in playful surprise. I began to tickle her sides as she laughed and struggled against me.

I slowed my movement when my face hovered above hers and eventually paused. Tension built its way back up between us until I let my body dip down for a kiss. One small kiss turned into another and another, until we were slowly and sensually touching each other all over.

Her hands ran up and down my body, taking her time with me. The tension built more and more within me until I reached up and gave her hair a gentle tug. In doing so I exposed her neck to me, making eye contact with her just before sinking my teeth just a little into her flesh. I used my lips to suck the area I obsessed over, my tongue playing with the skin in my grasp. A low moan escaped her lips as I deepened my hold on her.

Her hands firmly grasped the skin on my shoulders, her nails digging in slightly, giving me a blissful mix of pain and pleasure. I moved my mouth farther down her to her collar and repeated my movements. Her nails scathed up my ribs with each bite, soft moans and whines accompanying my every move.

The tension was too much to handle, my passion was taking over and the animal within me was escaping. I sat up, legs slightly spread with my knees holding me up. I furrowed my brow and flashed her a grin just before I reached around her hips and pulled her forcefully into the space between my legs. Her center met mine and in one fluid motion I spread her legs at her knees. Kneeling over her I used my nails to lightly drag down her inner thighs until I reached her core.

Each one of her moans got me higher and higher and the animal within me begged to be let out. My only desire and need was to please her. I slid down onto my stomach between her legs and kissed her until she begged me to slide my tongue into her. I dipped my tongue into her, feeding off of her wetness, she was so god damn sweet. I selfishly needed her to cum so that I could taste more of her.

I kissed and teased her throbbing clit until she gave me what I wanted. I was becoming an addict for her, and just like any good addict…I needed more. I didn't let her catch her breath for long before I began to make love to her center again, and again.

"Babe, I want to make you feel good too." She said breathlessly after a few orgasms. I just lightly shook my head "no" from between her thighs in protest. Eventually, she took control and flipped me over to lay on my back.

"You can be so fucking selfish." She teased as she kissed my lips.

I felt her hand slide between my thighs and pause at my opening. The tip of her finger lingered on the edge of my entrance. She bit my lip lightly as she let her finger slide in. I arched my head back and let out a loud moan. Her hand pumped in and out until she added one more finger inside me. My world was a blur, my sex was full, full of her. She kissed up and down my neck, my jaw and my lips as she brought me to the edge. I felt myself tense around her fingers as my stomach tightened. I arched up towards her, letting out a soft cry into the nape of her neck.

Much of the morning was spent in a limbo of pleasure and peaceful existence. Our intermissions were spent tangled in each other, talking about everything and nothing. We were still and silent, nestled and happy to just be. Other moments we were playful and laughing. I had never known this reality, I had never felt this closeness before. Every bit of the eighty odd years of pain and longing I had known was erased, and in its place, was only her.

Morning turned into night, night turned to day and so forth. The next few days we spent in bed and in our room. Nothing else in the world mattered and as far as I could tell, there was no need to do anything new. I guess you could say we had a lot of pent up energy.

Finally, one thing mattered more than her, blood. We both felt the hunger of our seclusion and decided to feed. We thought another night out on the town could be fun, and when we grew tired of being clothed, well, we could come back. So, we took a shower, a very long shower in which we both enjoyed deeply and I called a car to pick us up.

We decided on a place that was known for its rare aged specimens. This was the sort of place that older more refined vampires went to, the kind that didn't eat the first human that walked across their path. The place also specialized in having an array of species, which was prefect for two "vegetarian" vampires.

I settled on coagulated tigers blood, formed into long noodle like pieces with smoke dried beef blood flakes and garlic. This was about as close as I could ever get to spaghetti. Bella ordered fermented yak blood, aged in a wooden barrel and mixed with a beef broth. It created a sort of soup, full of spice and flavor. I almost wished I had ordered that, even though my meal was to die for. It might have been all of the strenuous activity, or maybe it was just the place, but our food was incredible. We decided to order more just to take back with us. I could tell we would be working back up an appetite anyways.

We stayed in Slovenia for just over three weeks. We decided to move on one morning when we no longer felt content staying in the same place. Things were so easy with her, we just decided over a casual conversation at our small balcony table while watching the sun rise. So, we packed our bags and checked out.

We caught a train from Slovenia to Venice. I wanted to stay there for a little while since it was so close to wine country but still held a certain old word charm. One we were there we checked into our "Tiny" room. To me it was small, mostly because our rooms so far had been like tiny palaces. This room was a suite, but in America it would have been just slightly above average.

The thing that killed Bella was the bidet. She couldn't get over it, not that she ever really needed to actually use it. She just thought it was a funny thing to have in our room.

We spent the better part of three weeks exploring the city and venturing out to different cities in the northern part of Italy. We spent our fair share of time in the hills of Tuscany, sipping on wine and taking in the fresh air. We might have sipped a little too much wine a few times, and by us, I mean Bella. She was such a light weight it was hilarious. I didn't mind it too much, since she became wildly turned on each time. So much so that we actually made love between two rows of the grape vines one night. She couldn't stand to wait a few hours for a train back to our room.

We spent an overcast day playing tourist in Florence and another a few days later in Pisa. We took more pictures in those weeks than could fit in an average person's phone. I made her take the cliché picture of her holding up the tower of Pisa, and she made me take at least a thousand photos with her while we waited for our train home. My favorite was a picture she snuck of me kissing her forehead while she flashed a dimpled smile.

We were brought back to reality a little bit when Alice called us one day on our train ride home from Milan. She called Bella, knowing that I would have probably ignored her call. I didn't want to remember that anyone else existed besides us, she couldn't blame me for that. I was happy for the first time in forever.

"Bella!" Alice shouted as Bella answered the phone, she didn't even wait for Bella to give her a hello.

"Hi Alice! How have you been?" She said cheerfully, obviously more willing to communicate with the world than me.

"Frustrated! Do you know how hard it is to look after you all and give you privacy at the same time? You two are worse than rabbits, I swear." She said dramatically. I chuckled and rolled my eyes. Its not like we were the first vampires to be attracted to each other.

"Erm, sorry about that Alice. I hope you didn't see too much." She said, if she had blood it would have all been in her cheeks.

"I saw enough to know that I shouldn't check on you for a few weeks. Anyways, I just wanted to catch up. I miss you two so much! I'm sending you some more clothes. I'm guessing your attire is getting a little…worn. Then again, I'm not sure that you girls are actually wearing many clothes these days." She said matter-of-factly. Bella looked at me and bit her lip in embarrassment. I grabbed the phone from her.

"Alice, we are going to have to go. Looks like our stop is coming up! We love you all, tell everyone 'hi.'" I said trying to sound busy.

"No, you're not, you still have two more hour…" I clicked the end button before she could finish.

"I guess that's one way to end a conversation." Bella said with a laugh.

"She will get over it, she will probably just send more clothes to "punish us." I'm not scared of a little pixie." I said rolling my eyes. Bella laughed at me, just like she always did. She had a way of making me feel funnier than I probably was.

"Hey, so, I was thinking." She said after a minute of looking out the train window. I always let her have the window seat.

"Yes, love?" I said tracing circles with my thumb on the back of her hand.

"What do you think about going down to southern Italy? I want to see rome and the almafi coast. Maybe we could stay in Rome?" She said.

"Sounds good, I'll book us a room starting tomorrow." I said as I wrapped my arm around her and kissed the top of her head. She sank down a little under my arm, her back to me as she watched out the window. She held my hand as it draped around her the rest of our trip home.

The next day we set back out to the train station, caught a fast track train headed to Rome and settled in. On our second stop I happened to look out our window to see a familiar figure standing at the next platform over. The sight sent chills up my spine. For as I caught a glimpse he had already seen me and was looking deep into my eyes. His eyes were tight, his brow furrow and his lips were pursed. He looked as though he wanted to tear my head clean off. Our gaze locked for what must have only been two seconds, but it was long enough to make me uncomfortable. Edward.

A train passed between my window and his platform. It only took a few seconds for the train to pass but when it did he was gone. I decided not to say anything to Bella, I wasn't sure if I imagined him or if he was there. I had felt like I caught a glimpse of his figure a few times, once in Greece, a couple times in Slovenia, but it always turned out to be someone else. I couldn't tell if I was seeing a ghost or reality. We would be hours away from this place soon anyways. I hoped I had seen a ghost.

I was wrong.