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EPOV

I could hear the rain pelting against the window as I lay Bella on our bed. It viciously poured as thunder pounded through the atmosphere. With all the drama of the day, I hadn't even noticed that the weather had changed. And I certainly wouldn't pay it any mind while Bella lay beneath me.

I was desperate for her. I could never get enough of her. And I feared I would have to let her go when I went back.

I brought my lips back to hers and poured all my feelings into the kiss. Her lips were so soft as they caressed mine. She tasted like cherries. I briefly wondered what she had eaten before bringing my hand to her cheek. Or maybe it was just the way she tasted. I had never allowed myself to pay attention.

How had I denied myself this?

I slid my hand under her head and into her hair. I ran my fingers through her thick strands, never tiring of the silky feeling. Everything about her was…fragile…smooth.

She moaned, smiling against my lips. I was relieved she smiled again. I never wanted her to feel unwanted.

Just in case…

"I love you," I whispered against her lips.

"I love you," she answered. And it was an answer.

I slid my hands down her body and slid them under her shirt, caressing the skin by her hips in slow circles. I moved my mouth down to her neck as I felt her arms latch to me, hands gripping my shirt. I brought my lips to right below her ear and began to lay open mouth kisses down to where her neck met her shoulder.

She never let go of me, but her grip loosened.

As I sucked on her neck, she cried out. I scraped my teeth along the skin and lapped up at the salty taste.

"I swear," she gasped. "If you give me another hickey…I'll kill you…ohh."

I chuckled as she moaned, but I made sure not to leave any marks. I slid my hands up to her rib cage and rested my fingertips right below her breasts. She dragged her hands back up to my neck and pulled my face back to hers. She kissed me harder and began tugging on my shirt.

"Patience is a virtue," I attempted to joke, but my voice was too husky.

"No."

I pulled back, thinking I did something wrong and looked into her eyes. Her pupils were dilated and her hands on my shirt became more urgent. She tugged harder and lifted my shirt up. I complied because…how could I deny her anything she wanted?

When my shirt came off, she ran her hands up my stomach. I felt my skin break out in goosebumps as her fingertips grazed my chest. Her eyes were no longer looking at my own but…appreciating my body. I felt a rush of pride run through me.

My wife liked the way I looked.

Her hands moved to my arms, which were bracing my weight and keeping me from crushing her. She firmly gripped my biceps and pulled me closer to her until my body was flush with hers. I could feel her clothing against my skin. But I didn't want anything separating us at that moment. I moved off of her and she looked at me in confusion, and I could see that she was prepared for rejection.

But I was done rejecting her. Denying her.

I gently pulled her up and brought my hands to the bottom of her shirt and began to lift. She smiled warmly at me before kissing my lips and pulling away to let me take her shirt off.

She was…so…beautiful.

I trailed my fingers back up her rib cage and brought my hand to her breast. She sighed as I began to knead the soft flesh, and I slowly lowered her back to the bed. I trailed my other hand down to her hips and she lifted them so I could remove the clothing there.

My hands shook as I removed my own and released my own throbbing erection. Every part of me wanted her. I wasn't sure I would last long.

I felt like a virgin again.

But this was different.

More terrifying.

I had never had sex with someone I loved.

"Make love to me, Edward," she whispered against my skin.

I had never made love.

Before my fear could overwhelm me, I leaned back and looked into her eyes.

The eyes that held nothing but patience.

Encouragement.

Fervent yearning.

Bella was my home.

With this in mind, I entered her and she cried out as I moved in her, showing her my love for her.

It was…

Heaven.

Nothing could be as perfect as making love with my wife.

I thrust my hips toward hers as she used her small hands to pull me closer, clawing at the skin on my back.

Closer.

I gripped her hips pulling her closer and angling her so I could move and make her moan louder. I focused on not coming. I wanted to last longer.

I tried not to listen to her voice.

But I heard her moan.

Harder…

Please…

Edward…

I love you.

I tried not to focus on her skin against my own.

But it was all I could feel.

Her nipples as they hardened against my chest.

Her warmth as it engulfed me over and over again.

The sweat as it coated my skin and dripped onto hers.

I felt…everything.

I tried not to see her.

Her chest as it heaved against mine.

Her mouth as it parted in pleasure.

Her eyes.

Those eyes would be the death of me. They contained everything I had been missing.

Loving Bella made me hyperaware of every moment.

I felt a lump form in my throat from the intensity of it all.

From the complete devotion that was evident in those chocolate eyes.

The fluttering of her walls as she neared her release.

The pressure of her lips against my lips.

I growled as I moved faster against her, closing in on the ecstasy I would soon be feeling.

Her hips met my own as she clamped down on me. And it was…

Euphoria.

I had never experience something as pleasurable as feeling Bella orgasm.

And it brought me to my own needed release.

It was more powerful than anything I had ever felt before.

So powerful that my eyes watered as I emptied myself into Bella.

My whole body slumped against Bella and I worried that I would crush her, but she held me tightly.

She rubbed my back gently as I shook with pleasure, and she didn't question my tears that she felt against her own cheek.

I rolled off of her.

I didn't want to let go. I didn't want to leave the warmth of her arms.

Because I was worried that I would lose her by letting go.

I knew I had to go back.

And I knew I would not see this Bella when I did go back.

But I would love Bella in every form.

I just didn't know how much time I had left with my wife.

I fell asleep to the rain and the rhythm of Bella's breathing.


Their first time: yay or nay?

Have a great weekend!

-Bravery