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IPOV
"It's too hot," I complain and turn from my stomach to my back.
"Let's go for a swim," Edward suggests.
We're all lying on a small patch of sand that resembles a beach, but still you either have to jump into the sea or master the rocks around us to get in. There's also no shade, so a dip into the sea is a welcome thought.
"I wouldn't mind," I reply. "Race me?" I don't even give him the opportunity to process what I just asked, I'm already up and running.
I jump feet-first into the sea. The temperature difference between my heated skin and the sea is shocking at first but I don't let it discourage me and I let the water pull me down. When I resurface I swim as fast as my limbs allow, but to no avail. Edward has caught up with me in record time and splashes water into my face to distract me.
"Not fair, Edward," I reprimand with a pout and swim back to hold myself up by the rocks.
"And you were fair, how?" he asks, laughing and joins me. He pulls me to him by my hips and kisses me. "And besides, everything is fair in love and war."
"Is that so?" I trace his abs with my finger and watch goosebumps forming on his skin. Edward watches me intently when I continue further south and stop at the rim of his trunks.
He catches my hand and shakes his head. "Dangerous territory, love. Don't start something you don't intend to finish."
"You're right. There are too many eyes anyway. Sadly." I wink, at which he chuckles and shakes his head at me.
"You're killing me, beautiful." He pulls me to him and kisses me. "I love you."
It makes me melt every time he says it and he says it a lot. I've always found it annoying when reading a book or watching a movie, when the main characters wouldn't stop declaring their love for each other. But now, hearing Edward saying it makes my heart race and I want him to tell me all the time.
"I ja tebe," (I love you, too) I reciprocate. "Always." He cups the back of my head and pulls me in for another kiss.
And don't get me started on the kisses. They're sweet and addicting. But that's all Edward. It's never been like this with anyone. Not that I had a lot of ex-boyfriends to compare him with but his kisses are the best.
"Did you have fun today?" Edward wants to know.
"Yes, I had a lot of fun. It's so peaceful here, we should do that more often." I run my hand through his wet hair and think about how amazing it would be with only Edward and I here.
"Anytime, baby, just name the day." He winks but I'm pretty sure that even though he's joking right now he would do it in a heartbeat. If I have learned anything about Edward in the last week it's that he's generous. There is nothing he wouldn't do for the people he loves.
And he loves me. Honestly, I should have known even without him saying it. He's been showing it in the things he does for me or the way he looks at me. If I had paid better attention to these things, I would have figured it out on my own.
"You are so good to me. Too good," I tell him and I curse myself for being so emotional as I can feel the tears building in my eyes.
"Hey, hey, what's going on?" He cups my cheek and makes me look at him. "Are you crying, Izi?"
"I'm sorry," I apologize through my tears. "I don't know what's wrong with me. Usually I'm not that emotional."
"I don't care how emotional you are, it only shows that you're a good person," he consoles me. "and I'm good to you because I love you and I want to see you happy."
"You do make me happy, Edward, never doubt that. But I don't need stuff like that," I explain and motion in the general direction of the island. "All I need is you and to know that you love me." A fresh round of tears starts to stain my face. "Jesus, this isn't normal," I laugh and wipe away the unnecessary tears. "Can we please change the topic before I dry out from crying?"
"Of course," he says, smiling. "How about we make dinner? Wanna be my little helper?" Edward grins and just like that I'm in a better, less emotional mood.
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Dinner with the Cullens is a loud affair. They bicker and make fun of each other but you can see from their smiles and grins and winks that they are a loving family.
I always wanted a brother or a sister but after two miscarriages my parents accepted that I will be the only blessing in their life. Roza and her younger brother Bepo, no matter how annoying he is, are the closest to siblings I have.
I pour myself another glass of mineral water and watch my friends interact. Edward hasn't let go of my hand from the moment we finished dinner, Roza has her head on Emmett's shoulder and Alice is sitting comfortably on Jasper's lap. I am surrounded by people that genuinely care for each other.
I'm embarrassed when I start to yawn. It's only nine and I'm already physically and mentally exhausted. No wonder, considering I hadn't slept a wink the night before and the sun and sea had an additional effect on my tiredness. I was sure the shower before dinner would do the trick but I was wrong. It made me even more worn-out.
"Look who's falling asleep on us," Roza jokes.
"Yeah, I, uh, didn't really sleep well last night and it's finally catching up on me," I explain. Edward squeezes my hand, telling me with the gesture that he knows the reason for my restless night.
"You can go to bed if you want to," Alice suggests.
"No, it's ok. I think I can make it another hour or two." I drink from my water when the conversation I had with my mom comes to mind.
"Mmh," I mumble and swallow the liquid in a hurry. "I totally forgot to tell you what I found out yesterday." All eyes are on me, waiting to reveal the news.
"A few years ago my dad took my mom out for dinner on her birthday. Jesus, I can't believe I didn't tell you guys this sooner! Anyway, they were seated next to another couple, Americans," I look around to see if any of them already has a clue who I'm talking about but no one seems to have caught up yet. "My mom told me they started to talk and then they put their tables together and had a great evening."
"Oh my God!" Alice exclaims. "Those were our parents, weren't they?" I nod and smile widely. "I remember that! They came back to the hotel drunk and giggling. At the time I didn't really pay a lot of attention to what they were saying, I was too entertained with the state they were in. Do you guys remember?" She looks at Emmett and Edward who are both nodding.
"I'm pretty sure that was all my dad's doing. He loves to entertain people, the more the merrier, you know? Or treat them with a glass or two too many."
"How did you know your mom was talking about our parents?" Emmett asks curiously.
I look quickly to Edward and then back at the others. "I might have mentioned you guys," I confess with a shrug. It was Edward we were talking about but they don't need to know that. "My mom thinks your parents are nice people," I add, rounding up the conversation.
"Our parents will be happy to hear that." Alice winks at Edward and snuggles into Jasper's chest.
I look curiously at the good looking boy next to me who's mouthing "knock it off" to his sister. He senses me watching him and blushes. I let it be though. I guess it has something to do with him telling his mom about me and besides, he can have some secrets of his own. I don't mind.
Another yawn escapes me and Edward leans in, whispering, "Do you want to go to sleep?"
I look at the time on my phone and see that it's after ten. "Ok, guys, I'm calling it a night. See you all tomorrow morning. Good night."
Good nights and sweet dreams are being said and when I get up Edward does too. "I'm going with you."
"Why? I mean, I don't mind if you stay with them, Edward. Honestly."
"I didn't sleep much either, if you remember." I nod in understanding.
"Oh, ok then."
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The room is cool in contrast to the temperature outside. The air conditioner is running and I shiver slightly.
Edward closes the door and stands behind me. "Are you cold?" he asks, his tone concerned. He rubs his hands up and down my arms and this time it's his touch that evokes goosebumps on my skin.
I turn around and our eyes meet. "No," I reply and the sensation of his skin on my skin alone makes my voice shaky.
We're finally alone and even though just a few minutes ago sleep was the only thing on my mind I feel fully awake now.
"We're alone," I tell him in hope he'll understand the meaning of my words.
"I know." He puts an errant strand of hair behind my ear then cups my cheek and smirks. "Aren't you tired?"
My tiredness is gone as soon as Edward touches me. "Miraculously, not anymore." My hands disappear under his shirt and my palms run up his smooth chest. Edward shivers at my touch. He reciprocates by caressing my bare shoulders and neck where he stops and massages it lightly.
"Whatever are we going to do now?" he asks, feigning to think hard about it. I laugh at his attempt to act clueless.
"I do have a few ideas." I lick my lips and run my palms higher, taking his shirt with me in the process. Edward lifts his arms, inviting me to take it off. Once it's past his head and completely off, I throw it carelessly on the floor.
He's magnificent to look at with his defined chest and broad shoulders. With a celestial face like his - a straight nose, full lips and a sharp jawline - he's every girl's dream come true. For me he is no dream. He's right here in front of me, intently gazing into my eyes. Only he knows how to make my heart beat faster with only one look; how his green eyes make me melt inside and only one touch is enough to light my whole body on fire. And knowing he loves me only intensifies it by a hundred times.
When my lips touch his skin he inhales sharply and whispers my name. My fingers join my mouth and tongue, gliding up and down his sides, around his hips and land on his butt. His breath quickens when I run my tongue around his nipple followed by a hiss when I bite down lightly.
Suddenly his hand is in my hair and I moan out loud when he grabs it and pulls at it so I have to look up at him. His eyes are blazing with lust and a second later his mouth is on mine, kissing me hurriedly and hard, while he cups my breast and squeezes it.
"Fuck!" I cry out at the unexpected action, my eyes tightly shut.
"Did I hurt you?" Edward's grip on my hair loosens and there's concern in his voice.
"God, no, no! It's good, Edward, so good. Don't stop," I assure him and bring him down again. I kiss him frantically, tug at his hair and try to pull myself closer to him. I hook one leg around his thigh and press my lower body into his. I know it isn't a good idea when we almost lose balance. Edward walks me backwards until I hit the wall.
With the wall as support, he lifts me by my thighs and hooks my legs around his hips. Our moans fill the room when he presses into me, his already hard cock hitting me in the right spot.
My head falls back, hitting the wall and my rapid breathing echoes through the room. Edward pulls down my tube top and frees my breast.
"Fucking perfect," he growls before he leans in to take it into his mouth. His tongue circles my sensitive nipple while I buck into him, seeking friction.
"Edward!" I cry out when he sucks hard at the bud and bites down lightly, making me feel the same as he did earlier.
"Does that feel good, baby?" His voice is raspy from his own arousal.
"God, yes! I need more, babe. I need you," I pant and try to pull our lower bodies closer by tightening my legs around him.
I squeal when he unexpectedly lifts me higher and walks us to the bed where he lays me down.
He doesn't follow but looks down at me. His hair is a mess, his lips wet and shiny from our kissing and his erection strains against the basketball shorts he's wearing.
I sit up and look at him while I hook my fingers into said shorts and pull them slowly down, taking his boxer brief with them in the process.
"Izi," he says my name in a strained voice. He's torn between declining my silent offer and letting me do what I have planned. His hands flex at his sides and his eyes are hooded with lust and anticipation.
"Shh, relax, babe," I tell him calmly and run my hands up and down his thighs. "I'm no pro at it but I hope you'll like it." I wink at him and before he has the chance to let out words of protest I take him in my hand and lick the head.
"Shit! Ungh!" he moans and before he can even get used to the sensation I suck and the tip of my tongue glides along the slit before I take him in as far as I can.
"Fuck, baby, so good." I hum in agreement and the vibration it causes makes him quiver. What my mouth can't reach (weak gag reflex here), my hand makes up for it. My hand pumps, my head bobs and Edward groans and moans. His sounds make me hot and wet and I imagine him between my legs, sucking and kissing and licking. The image does nothing to quell my thirst for his mouth on me and only spurs me on to speed up my movement.
It doesn't come to that because Edward steps back and leaves me open mouthed and gaping.
"What the…" I protest.
"Scoot up, gorgeous," he orders. "It's your turn." I do what he says but look at him confused.
"But you didn't…" I motion to his cock, making sure he knows what I mean.
"No, I didn't. I'd rather be inside you when I come," he says seriously. "Now, lose your skirt and top and spread your beautiful legs for me, baby."
I whimper at his words but I'm quick to follow his order. Once the skirt and the top are gone I bend my knees and spread them.
Before I can blink, he's right there between my legs. He kisses first my right inner thigh before he moves to the left one, purposefully avoiding my now wet and throbbing center. A nib to my sensitive skin makes me moan and Edward grin in satisfaction. "Don't tease," I warn. I haven't even uttered the words, when he puts my legs on his shoulders, and warns me to hold on tight before he pulls me closer and flattens his tongue to lick my pussy from opening to clit. "Oh fuck!" I cry out when he closes his mouth around it and sucks hard, flicking it several times with his tongue.
His finger is circling my opening slowly and teasingly, making me squirm impatiently before he enters me, causing me to arch my back. With my hand in his hair I press his face further into me. At this point I don't really know what I'm doing. I cry out his name, tug at his hair and when he adds another finger I'm ready to explode. "Shit, Edward, I'm so close," I let him know when the familiar tightening in my belly makes its presence known.
I lift my head and meet green eyes, intent on mine. His gaze alone could send me over the edge. I have no time to ponder over it because Edward speeds up his movements, thrusting his fingers in and out while his tongue licks and flicks my clit.
With my feet firmly on the mattress, I press his face further into my pussy while I move my hips up and down, seeking additional friction.
It's all it takes to finally go off like a timed bomb. "Jeben ti, jeben ti, jeben ti!" (Fuck, fuck, fuck!) I chant while I ride out the most intense orgasm of my young life.
My eyes are closed and I try to normalize my breathing. I haven't even noticed that Edward has joined me until he pushes away a lock of hair from my face. "Are you ok?" he asks and kisses my forehead before he scoots down again and lays his head on my stomach.
"More than ok," I tell him, still breathless, but I manage to smile.
"You're not going to get sleepy on me now, are you?" Edward asks jokingly and nips at my hip, making me shiver. "Because I'm not done with you yet."
"Don't worry, I still have some strength left," I let him know even though I'm not really sure. My bones are like jelly and my arms lie motionless at my sides.
"Good," Edward smirks, satisfied with my answer. "Condoms?"
I look at him blankly.
"Where are the condoms you bought, Izi?"
Shit! "I didn't bring them. I left them in your room at your house. After everything that happened before we left for the island, I didn't think we'd need them." My voice is small and apologetic.
Edward hangs his head and shakes it.
"I'm so sorry, Edward," I apologize meekly.
His head snaps up and he looks at me like I lost my mind. "What are you apologizing for?"
"Well, I know you were looking forward to it and…"
"So what? And you weren't?" He interrupts my apology and looks at me incredulously.
"Of course I was. Very much so." I lift one hand and run my fingers through his disheveled hair.
"See," he says, kissing my stomach. "Don't ever apologize again for something so stupid like forgetting condoms. They weren't exactly on our minds in the last twenty-four hours with everything going on between us, weren't they?" He smiles up at me. "There will be other opportunities, I'm sure."
We both know that's like winning the lottery with us. Another opportunity? Yeah, right!
I don't know what possesses me to utter the next words. If he ever thought there was a possibility that I have a screw loose then he sure should be thinking it now.
"Um, Edward? Do we really need condoms?"
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Oh, Izi… *smh*... remember, blame them for their words and actions, not me… ;)
Bepo is the short version of the name Josip (English version of Joseph).
Many 'hvalas' for reading and reviewing NBOS. I really appreciate it.
Have a great Sunday!
Voli vas
LunaBev