Chapter Three
I knew you, playing hide and seek...
The beginning of the week passes uneventfully. I'm busy at work which preoccupies my mind during the day and in the evenings, Alice is there to distract me from agonizing over the impending movie night. But the nights, the nights are the worst.
I can't seem to get Edward out of my mind as I lie there in the dark, tossing and turning. I keep replaying our conversation, what he'd suggested, what I'd agreed to. I kept swinging backward and forwards between thinking he'd made a fair point, a good point even, to realising what a ridiculous notion it was.
Did he really want to do that kind of thing with me? On a potentially regular basis?
Well, we don't know how regular it will be. As he said, if something happens, then it happens.
It would ruin our friendship...wouldn't it?
Well, the previous two events haven't. He was perfectly normal on the phone, more talkative than usual maybe.
What would we gain?
What would we lose?
My mind plays the questions over and over again until I fall asleep and then even my dreams are plagued with Edward. Flashes of that moment on the couch when I thought he was going to touch me. Fragments of our night together dance through my head.
It's safe to say that by Wednesday, I'm exhausted.
"Which one shall I wear? This one or this one?" Alice says early on Wednesday morning. She's holding two blouses up for me to see, both looking practically the same.
"The one on the left" I answer, my mouth full of cereal. Alice gives me a slightly disgusted look, which to be honest, I can't blame her for.
"What are you going to wear?" She asks me after placing her chosen blouse, the other one of course, on the couch.
"I dunno. Leggings and a hoodie probably." I reply.
"Don't you want to make a bit more of an effort?" She asks.
I shake my head saying "It's just a movie night Alice, and anyway, I don't have anyone to impress".
She smiles at me slightly and then shrugs.
Should I make more of an effort? After all, Edward will be there. Will he be expecting me to have something sexier on than a pair of leggings and an old hoodie?
No. Edward said nothing would change between us. I wouldn't have dressed up for him before, why should I start now.
The day drags on at work and as it finally draws to a close I realise I'm actually really looking forward to tonight. I'm in desperate need of a good beer and a cheese-stuffed crust.
I push the lingering thoughts of Edward from my mind as I enter the apartment and am met with Alice, looking perfect as always, tapping her foot in the kitchen.
"You have five minutes to get ready and then we're leaving" she informs me.
I nod and scurry into my bedroom. I quickly change out of my workwear into said pair of leggings and my old Northwestern hoodie. I'm just about to walk out the door when I decide to swipe some mascara on my lashes and a tint on my lips.
There's no harm in making a little effort, right?
Alice and I make our way out onto the street, hailing a cab and sliding into the back seat. Alice places our donation for the evening, dessert of chocolate profiteroles on the seat between us and then we're off, heading towards Edward and Jasper's apartment.
When we arrive at the boy's building, we take the lift to the fourth floor. As the elevator dings, signaling our arrival, I feel those butterflies that seem to have taken up residence in my stomach start to flutter away. As we walk down the hall I take a deep breath, stealing my nerves just as Alice taps lightly on the door.
A moment later, the door swings open, revealing Jasper. He's wearing dark jeans and a white polo shirt and has obviously made an effort to tame his slightly unruly curls. I can't help but smile when I see his eyes light up at Alice standing in his doorway.
"Hey girls, you brought us some sugar?" He asks, stepping back so that we can enter the apartment.
"You bet" I reply, walking into the small kitchen dining area.
Just as I reply, Edward rounds the corner coming out of their living room. His eyes meet mine and I feel a prickle tease my skin.
"Hey" he says, continuing to stare at me. I can't help my eyes dropping down over his body, taking him in. He's wearing dark jeans similar to Jasper and a forest green sweater that makes his eyes look greener than I've ever seen them.
"Hey" Alice and I reply in unison. A smirk teases at Edward's lips when he sees me checking him out.
I draw my eyes away from him, looking over at Alice as she places the profiteroles on the counter and Jasper attempts to "help" her.
"Hey Ed, why don't you get Bella a drink?" Jasper calls over his shoulder.
Edward nods, looking at me, and then tilts his head towards the living room. I follow him, taking that as my cue to leave the other two alone for a moment.
As I enter the living room I can see that the boys have got stuff set up for the movie. There are a selection of beers on the coffee table and a couple of blankets thrown over the arms of their two couches.
"Beer?" Edward asks, holding one up for me.
"Please." I reply. Edward pops the cap off of mine and then does one for himself.
I take a long swig from the bottle, letting the alcohol soothe my nerves and warm my already slightly flushed cheeks.
"So how was your week?" Edward asks, dipping his head slightly, looking at me from under his lashes.
"It was okay thanks. Bit of a drag. I've been looking forward to tonight though" I say.
"Oh yeah?" Edward asks, his eyes going a shade darker and making my insides flip flop.
"Yeah" I breathe.
I can feel an energy between us and just as Edward opens his mouth to say something else we hear a knock at the front door, followed by more voices. Moments later, Alice and Jasper round the corner, followed by Emmett and Rose who are holding armfuls of pizza boxes.
"What's up, guys?" Emmett says with a grin as he walks into the room, placing the pizza boxes down on the coffee table in the center.
Rose and Emmett take a seat on the larger sofa to the right-hand side of the room and I notice that Jasper and Alice choose to sit on the floor, backs against the wall on the other side of the TV putting a significant amount of space between them and the rest of us. That leaves Edward and me on the smaller sofa.
We've been here before.
I gingerly sit down, trying to give Edward as much space as possible. But with the small couch and his large frame, we can't help but have our knees pressed against each other.
The conversation flows easily between us all and I start to relax a little, leaning back into the couch. Once everyone has a drink in their hand and Emmett has handed out the pizzas, Jasper suggests we start the movie - Die Hard.
When is it not Die Hard?
As the opening credits appear on the screen, Emmett leans back over the couch and flicks the lights off. As soon as we're plunged into darkness, I can feel a current of electricity between Edward and me. I chance a glance over to him as I open my pizza box and see his eyes flash to mine, glittering in the dim light from the TV. I pull my eyes away and focus on the food in my lap, taking a bite and chewing slowly.
As time ticks on, I find that I'm actually quite enjoying the movie, even though I've seen it a hundred times before, and the combination of pizza and beer has soothed the ants in my stomach to a steady pulse rather than a full-blown battle march. I lean forward, placing my now empty pizza box on the coffee table. I reach out for a beer, glancing back at Edward to see if he wants another, and catch his eyes trained on my ass.
His eyes flash to mine and twinkle at getting caught. I roll my eyes, ignoring the burning of my cheeks, and wiggle a bottle at him in silent question. He nods, so I grab two, and return to my previous position, handing him his drink. I feel the butterflies in my stomach start to flutter again and start tearing at the label on my bottle, playing with the scraps of paper anxiously.
Should I touch him or something? Is he going to touch me? It would be too obvious in front of everyone...wouldn't it? Oh god, do I have pizza on my face?
"You seem nervous" Edward suddenly whispers in my ear. I can feel the hair on the back of my neck stand up.
I look over at him in the dark but he's just staring ahead at the movie.
"No. I'm fine." I reply, trying to keep my voice level.
"Hmm" He hums in response.
"I don't know the etiquette for this sort of thing" I admit gruffly after a few minutes of silence, feeling my blush creep up my neck and right up to my hairline.
Edward chuckles quietly next to me. Being so close to him I can feel his body shake against mine.
"I don't think there is an etiquette for it." He replies. "I think that's the point. We just do what's right for us." He shrugs.
I wriggle in my seat slightly, biting my bottom lip as I mull over his words. I try to relax back into the film but I can't focus on anything other than Edward's warm body pressed against mine. Suddenly he moves his arm to the back of the couch, the back of his fingers brushing against my shoulder. I freeze.
"Why me?" I ask suddenly "You could have anyone you wanted, normally do if Emmett's stories are anything to go by" I snort.
He doesn't say anything for a minute and I wonder if he heard me, but then his deep voice rumbles in the dark.
"Maybe I've grown up a bit." He whispers. "Chasing around after one girl and then the next and the next, it doesn't really appeal to me as it did before, plus my job makes meeting anyone other than patients hard these days".
I nod in the dark. I guess that makes sense. We're ten years older than we were when we first met and Edward certainly has had his fair share of women. I'm surprised there's anyone left to chase if I'm honest. And I get what he means about his job. He works hard and long hours with very little downtime in between.
"But that doesn't mean that I don't want a release every now and again." He whispers, his voice deeper than before, his fingers drawing soothing circles on my shoulder.
I look up at him and his eyes burn into mine in the dark, my skin heating up under his gaze.
"So, why me?" I ask again.
A look crosses his eyes which I can't pinpoint but then it's gone. His movements on my shoulder stop and I realise I feel a bit disappointed.
"As you say Bells, we've been friends for years. We know each other better than anyone else. I trust you and I hope you trust me. What more could I want?" He smirks at me, returning his gaze to the screen, his movements on my shoulder resuming.
I sit in silence for a moment, thinking about what he's said.
"Okay" I whisper before my confidence slips away.
"Yeah?" Edward whispers, glancing at me with a slight look of surprise.
I nod at him, giving him a small smile.
What's the worst that can happen?
Edward smiles in return, his teeth glinting in the light from the TV.
"Just don't go falling in love with me Swan" He whispers cockily at me, with a wink, taking a swig of his beer.
"Fat chance" I scoff back, ignoring the little voice that says...
That. That's the worst that can happen.
As the movie draws to a close, Emmett flicks the lights back on, revealing us all squinting into the room. At some point during the movie, I must have slipped towards Edward, the seat cushions dipping down towards him from his weight, and my entire thigh is now pressed against his, his arm still along the back of the couch but no longer touching me.
Jasper stands from his place on the floor and he and Alice head into the kitchen to get coffee and dessert. They return moments later, handing the plate of profiteroles around. I dig in, moaning slightly from the chocolatey goodness and cream.
As I do, I feel Edward's thigh press against my own. I look up at him and he's staring directly at my mouth.
"You've er...got some cream on your bottom lip," He says, his voice suddenly gritty.
I swallow my bite and then poke my tongue out to lick the cream away. His eyes darken in front of my eyes and I feel the wetness in my panties.
No, not here, not in front of everyone.
I force my eyes away from his and focus on finishing my dessert and coffee before I do anything to draw attention to us.
Eventually, Em and Rose say they should head off and Alice stands, looking at me to see if I'm finished. I nod getting to my feet.
"I'm just going to use the bathroom Allie" I say, making my way towards the hall.
"Okay" she says, not taking her eyes from Jasper as he washes her plate from the profiteroles.
I make my way into the bathroom to take care of business. Just as I unlock the door to leave, a strong pair of hands push me back into the room. Edward kicks the door closed behind him and suddenly his mouth is on mine. I gasp into the kiss, taken by surprise, and he uses the opportunity to swipe his tongue against my own.
I can taste the sweetness of chocolate on his tongue. The smell of cigarette smoke and aftershave on his sweater.
I wind my arms around his neck as he pushes me backward into the vanity unit, the hard counter pushing into my hip. I moan into the kiss, pulling a quiet groan from him in return.
Suddenly he pulls away, breathing heavily.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to attack you" He says, a lopsided grin appearing on his face.
I nod mutely, too concerned that I might say something stupid if I open my mouth to speak. I glance down at his body and can see him hard, pushing against the zipper of his jeans. I hear Edward groan.
"Fuck Bells, don't look at me like that. It's not helping." He says, turning to lean on the counter of the vanity.
"Sorry" I whisper, trying to look away but kind of failing. "Do you want me to..." I trail off. How do you ask someone if they want you to touch their dick?
Edward lets out a quiet chuckle, tilting his head upwards, eyes closed.
"Yes, I do. I really, really do, but we don't have time." He says, his eyes returning to mine.
I nod, trying to bring my body back under control.
"You head out first, I'll be there in a minute" he says, turning to look back down at the counter.
I nod again, glancing down at his pants, and see the problem has reduced slightly. I make my way to the bathroom door, opening it and glancing at Edward before I walk out. My eyes meet his in the reflection of the mirror for a moment before I close the door behind me.
I head back into the kitchen, Alice and Jasper none the wiser to our absence.
"Ready to go?" I ask, slightly breathless. Alice nods and turns to pick up her bag. Edward appears from the hallway a moment later, looking completely calm and collected. We say our goodbyes and step out of their apartment. Just before the door closes, I see Edward throw me a wink.
The following morning my alarm goes off way too early. I groan into my pillow, smacking my hand onto the offending noise. I whimper slightly as I heave myself up and out of the warm, deliciously comfy bed and pad into the bathroom. Once I've taken care of business, I return to my room, looking at my pitiful rack of workwear in my closet. I eventually grab a pale blue buttondown shirt and a tailored black pencil skirt.
Just as I'm brushing my hair my phone dings. I pick it up and look at the notification. A message from Edward.
Morning. Jasper says he's going to ask Alice out to lunch on Saturday. Want to come over? - E
My stomach drops down to my butt. This is it, this is the moment. I take a breath before I reply.
Morning. Yeah, that sounds good. What time? - B
A few seconds later my phone dings again.
1pm? Jasper is going to pick Alice up at 12:30. Should give us a couple of hours. - E
A couple of hours!
Okay, see you then. - B
I place the phone back down on the side and look at myself in my mirror. I can't help the small smile tugging on my lips.
Well, Bella Swan. How very unlike you.
My phone dings once more before I leave for work with a simple message.
;) - E
By Friday night I'm panicking. I have half of my wardrobe emptied onto my bed and my hair looks like a bird's nest from the number of times I've run my hands through it in the last hour.
I can't decide what to wear tomorrow. Do I go for my normal "hoodie and jeans garb" as Edward calls it or do I go for something a bit more special, make a bit more of an effort?
Urgh, I've never been in this position before. I feel like I did at fifteen when I went on my first date with Tyler Crowley.
Suddenly I'm pulled out of my thoughts by Alice opening my bedroom door.
"Wow...what are you doing?" She asks, crossing her arms, her eyebrows raised.
Looking for an outfit I can wear to my sex date tomorrow.
"Just having a declutter." I stammer, "Thought I'd try that Marie Kondo thing you talked about the other week".
That's believable, right?
Marie Kondo my ass Bella.
Alice squeals in delight. "Can I help? Please, please, please" She begs.
"Sure" I reply, having no idea what we're doing. "I thought you needed to get ready for your date tomorrow though?" I ask, trying to keep my mind off of my own date tomorrow.
Alice sighs. "I already have. I've chosen my outfit, laid out my make-up, showered, and shaved my legs. The time is passing so slowly!" She sighs, pouting and taking a seat on the bed.
I look over at my friend. Alice has always been so confident, striding ahead, knowing exactly where she's going and what she's doing. It's why she's so good at her job. But something about the way she looks, sitting on the end of my bed, playing with the hem of one of my t-shirts, makes her look small and nervous.
"Allie, are you ok?" I ask, pushing some clothes out the way to sit next to her.
She looks up at me. Her big eyes, round and childlike.
"What if he doesn't like me as much as I like him?" She whispers. "What if this all turns to shit and we mess up our friendship?"
Her own fears echo my own in a way, although I can't tell her that.
"Alice, Jasper likes you. That's a fact" I reply gently, taking her hand in my own. "His whole face lights up when he sees you. He chooses to sit next to you on our tiny couch even though he could have sat somewhere more comfortable. He sat on the floor all night and didn't watch any Die Hard because he was too busy whispering to you!" I tell her.
She lets out a soft laugh, looking at me.
"You're overthinking this. He suggested lunch, he's made all the moves so far. Give him the courtesy of having a little faith" I say with a soft smile.
She nods, brushing a finger under her eye before a traitorous tear can fall.
"Okay" she says determinedly. "Let's Marie Kondo this bitch."
She stands, walking over to my closet, pulling the remaining items of clothing out. I nod standing beside her, watching as she completely rearranges everything, guaranteeing that I'll never be able to find anything again. And right then and there, I decide to take my own advice.
Up until now, Edward has made all the moves. The least I can do is see where this goes, right?
The following morning, I wake early. I lie in bed for hours thinking about this afternoon.
How will it work? Do we just go straight at it? We both know why I'm there so is there any point with small talk? Or does it look a bit depraved just fucking like rabbits without at least a "hi how are you"?
Should I bring something?
Yeah, a fucking cake Bella! What do you fucking think?
I sit up in bed, rubbing my hands across my face and pushing my hair from my eyes. I've laid in bed as long as I can, feigning a lie-in, but now I need to get up and start getting ready, otherwise, I'll run out of time.
I get out of bed, heading to the bathroom down the hall. I can hear Alice's music playing softly from her room and shuffling on the other side of the door as she gets ready for her date.
I take my time getting ready, trying to calm my nerves. I wash my hair with my favorite strawberry-scented shampoo. I shave my legs, exfoliate and then get out of the shower to dry myself off. I moisturize my skin, making it baby soft, and blow-dry my hair before heading back to my room.
I've chosen a simple outfit - jeans, a deep blue v-neck sweater, and boots. I tease my hair into soft curls and then apply some light makeup. I look myself over in my mirror.
Not too bad.
When I exit my room Alice is standing in the kitchen, putting her things in her handbag.
"Hey" she smiles. "You look nice".
"Thanks" I reply, "I thought as you're out for the afternoon I would run some errands. I might go to that new bookshop we saw the other day".
Okay, so that's a lie. But at least Alice won't be surprised if she comes back to the flat with Jasper and I'm not here.
"Oh that sounds like a good idea." Alice nods.
I glance at the clock behind her, hanging on the kitchen wall.
12:28
At exactly half past, there's a knock on the door.
"Shall I get it?" I ask Alice who suddenly looks a bit like a deer in the headlights. She nods, biting her lip, smoothing her skirt.
I walk over to the door and open it. Jasper stands there in the same dark jeans he wore the other night and a pale blue button-down shirt, tucked in. He looks good, if not a little nervous. He's holding a bunch of sunflowers.
"Hey Bells" he says.
"Hey, you scrub up well" I say, giving him a conspiratorial wink. His cheeks tinge pink.
So cute.
I move to the side so that he can step into the flat and then make myself scarce in the living room while he greets Alice, giving her her flowers. A few moments later I hear Alice.
"We're going now Bella!" She calls.
"Okay" I reply, making my way back into the kitchen, "You guys have fun!" I call after them as they step into the hall, already lost in each other.
I wait ten minutes before leaving the apartment myself, anxious to make sure Alice and Jasper have definitely left for their date. I hail a cab and give them the address and then I'm speeding away.
I can't decide if I'm nervous or excited. Part of me is obviously anxious. It's not every day you head over to one of your best friend's houses to have sex. Yet, in some small way, it's kind of exciting having a secret. Being the bold one for once in my life.
I arrive at Edward's apartment in no time and I enter the lift, climbing to the fourth floor. I knock on his door with just a couple of minutes to spare.
The door swings open quickly, revealing Edward. He's dressed in his Levi's, the same ones he wore the night of Emmett's party and a fitted black t-shirt.
"Hey" he greets, sounding slightly out of breath.
"Hey" I say back shyly, suddenly not sure where to put myself. I walk into the apartment and turn to face Edward.
"So..." Edward says "Did Alice and Jazz get off okay?"
"Yeah they just left" I say, wringing my hands slightly.
We stand in silence for a moment. Neither one of us really knowing what to say.
"Want a drink?" Edward asks, walking towards the fridge.
"Sure, a water would be great." I reply.
He gets two bottles out of the fridge and hands me one. I pop the cap, taking a sip, watching him as he tips his head back, chugging half the bottle in one. I watch his Adam's apple move when he swallows and how his tongue flicks out to brush a droplet from his lip as he pulls the bottle away.
I drag my eyes back up to Edward's and I see his expression darken. I feel my body temperature heat up and my breathing elevate.
"Um, so..." I say, not knowing what to do or how to react.
Edward moves slowly towards me, placing his bottle down on the table next to my own.
"So..." he replies, continuing to move towards me.
I can hear my breathing turn ragged and the butterflies in my stomach take flight. He's so close to me I can feel the heat from his body, the burning from his eyes, smell the smoke on his shirt.
I tilt my head up to look at him and he bends his head slightly. His mouth almost touching mine.
"Do you want this?" He asks me, his voice deep and rough.
"Yes" I breathe.
As soon as I've said the word, his mouth fuses to mine in a searing kiss. I let out a quiet moan and raise my hands to his hair, scratching lightly on his scalp. He seems to like that because he lets out a deep rumble and kisses me harder. His tongue swipes across my bottom lip asking for entrance. I open my mouth to him, rubbing my tongue along his.
His hands find purchase on my hips, making goosebumps rise on my skin. He tilts his head deepening the kiss. His hands move round to my ass and then he's lifting me in the air.
I let out a surprised squeak as I wrap my legs around his waist, pulling away from his mouth momentarily. He looks up at me, his eyes dark and gives me a smirk. I smile back slightly and lean in to kiss him again.
He walks, still holding me, over to his bedroom door, kicking it closed behind him. He lowers me to his bed and then leans back breaking the kiss. His eyes rake over my body, laid out beneath him.
Everything speeds up from there.
Suddenly his hands are everywhere. He pulls me to sit up slightly and then yanks my sweater up and over my head. My own hands go to the hem of his t-shirt pushing the fabric up encouraging him to remove it. He puts one arm behind his head, pulling the shirt off.
Why is it so hot when he does that?
His hands fly to the button of my jeans, popping it open and tearing the zipper down. I follow suit, yanking on his button fly, pulling each open until his pants loosen and I can start to push them down and away for his body.
He rises from his knees to stand at the base of the bed, pushing his jeans down the rest of the way and kicking them off to one side, leaving him in just his boxers. His cock straining against the material.
He reaches down pulling each of my boots off before reaching for the waist of my jeans.
"Lift up" He says, his voice deep and raw. I lift my hips helping him pull the offending article off my body and watch as he throws them behind him.
He stares down at me, eyes blazing.
Everything slows for a moment, the only sound in the room is our heavy breathing. I can feel the wetness in my panties grow as he slowly palms himself through his boxers.
Suddenly he's over me again, his mouth smashing into mine, forcing his tongue into my mouth. He slides an arm under my back, popping the clasp of my bra and ripping it from my body.
I moan as his mouth moves to my neck, licking behind the shell of my ear and making the wetness in my panties double. His mouth moves down my body, stopping to suck on my nipple. He licks and sucks, biting softly on one before moving to the other.
It's blissful. It's heaven. It's fucking torture.
I can do nothing but lie beneath him, feeling like I might spontaneously combust. I push my hands into his hair again, holding his head to my chest, loving the sensations he's causing.
When he pulls away and moves down my body, I feel him reach for the fabric of my panties.
Looking up at me, he gives me a wink and drags them down my body. I let out an embarrassingly breathy moan and Edward chuckles.
I expect him to come back up to my mouth like before but instead, he starts kissing along my abdomen, moving from one side to the other, while his hands prise my legs apart.
Oh fuck.
His rough hands rub against the sensitive skin on the inside of my thighs. His eyes meet mine again and then I feel his tongue take one long lick up my pussy.
I throw my head back into the pillows, moaning, twisting my fingers into the bedsheets beneath me. He continues to run his tongue up and down my slit, before focusing his efforts on my clit. He groans.
I'm moaning uncontrollably, my head moving from side to side. I feel him move slightly and then a finger push slowly into me, pumping in and out. I reach down, my hands having a mind of their own, and place my hand on his head, feeling his hair slip through my fingers.
He groans again and redoubles his efforts on my clit. I start to see white spots in front of my eyes and my breathing is coming out in pants.
"Oh fuck...Edward" I moan, lifting my head to look down at him. His eyes are closed but they open and glance up at me.
Fuck me. Literally.
I pull his hair slightly when he starts to suck on my clit, his other hand moving to hold my hips down on the bed. He groans louder and I make a mental note to remember that for another time.
"Holy fuck, I'm gonna cum" I groan. I hear Edward groan again and speed up his movements, pumping his fingers faster, harder.
That's all it takes. I feel the knot in my belly snap, my back arch, my eyes screw shut and noises I will be embarrassed about later fly from my mouth. My orgasm goes on for what seems like hours before I start to wriggle under Edward, his tongue too sensitive on me.
He rises from the bottom of the bed and moves up to my head. His mouth finds mine and I can taste myself on him. For some reason, that knowledge ignites a fire in me.
I deepen the kiss, pulling his shoulders slightly so that he lies between my legs. I reach down as far as possible without breaking the kiss and push his boxers, getting them down halfway before pushing them off the rest of the way with my feet.
Edward's breathing increases and his touches become rougher. I can feel him at my entrance when he moves away, leaning to the side to grab a condom from the bedside table. He fixes it to himself and then lies back over my body.
He nudges me with his cock, teasing me, driving me mad. I moan, and tilt my hips, trying to get him where I want him.
"So greedy" He says, a smirk appearing on his face.
"Please" I beg. I don't even care at this point, I just need him inside me.
Suddenly, he thrusts into me in one smooth motion. I let out a breathy moan and Edward groans into my neck.
He starts a steady pace, back and forth, pumping his hips into mine. I wrap my arms around his shoulders, holding him to me as he slowly picks up the pace. He shifts slightly, adjusting his body over mine and I moan, pushing my head back into the pillow. The drag of him is intense and I'm struggling to keep my eyes open as he continues to fuck me into the mattress.
He lifts his head slightly from the crook of my neck and moves one hand to lift my leg, pushing it up to his hip. I get the gist and wrap my legs around him, holding on for dear life.
"Fuck, you feel so good" He groans into my ear.
Suddenly he lifts up onto his palms and picks up the pace. His hair is sticking to his forehead and his eyes are blazing bright. He looks down at me, his mouth open slightly, sucking in deep lungfuls of air.
"Urgh, right there" I whimper as he hits that magic spot inside of me.
"Right there? Yeah? I got you baby" He grunts, leaning back slightly, putting more pressure on that magical spot. He unwraps my legs from his waist and I let them fall open around him, opening me up more for him.
He lets out a groan, tilting his head back before hooking one leg over his arm and leaning forwards, over me again, capturing my mouth.
I squeak, the pressure in my belly starting again. I can feel my walls fluttering around him and he must do too because he breaks the kiss, his eyes rolling back slightly.
"I can feel you" He grunts. He increases his efforts even more. The pressure, the tension, the interrupted pleasure of the last week coming to the forefront and making him fuck me hard, faster.
Suddenly, my vision goes white, my orgasm taking me by surprise. I call out as I cum and feel Edward's thrusts lose their rhythm. He falls forward onto me with a groan as he finds his own release.
We both lie there for a moment, trying to breathe. After a few moments, Edward rolls off of me onto his back, removing the condom and discarding it in the bin next to his bed.
"Fuck" he groans.
I give a soft laugh, wondering if I'll ever be able to walk again.
"Definitely fuck" I reply.
Edward chuckles, scratching his chest lightly and sighing. A few minutes later he lifts up, leaning on his elbows and looks over at me. His hair is chaotic, standing up haphazardly on top of his head from where I ran my hands through it. His skin is covered in a light sheen of sweat. He looks fucking hot.
"Well B, it's official," He says with a smirk "you're my favourite member of the group".
I laugh at him, raising my eyebrows.
"High praise indeed" I reply, throwing his pillow at his head as he rises, looking for his boxers. He laughs at me, catching the pillow and dropping it back to the bed.
I stretch slightly, feeling the delicious burn in my muscles. I look back at Edward, his eyes rake over my body before he turns away.
"Do you want a shower?" he asks, picking up his phone from the dresser.
"Is there time?" I ask, suddenly aware that Alice might be wrapping up her date soon.
"Yeah, Allie and Jazz will be gone for a while longer." He nods, looking back over to me.
I get up off the bed, wrapping my arms around my chest, suddenly feeling a bit exposed under his gaze.
He chuckles at me, shaking his head before throwing his tshirt at me. I pop it over my head and pull my panties back on. The t-shirt doesn't cover much, but I feel a bit better wearing something.
"I'll get you some towels" he says, walking down the hallway to the linen cupboard. I wait, slightly awkwardly, outside the bathroom.
"Thanks" I say, taking the towels he holds out to me.
"My pleasure" he says with wink.
I scoff, walking into the bathroom, closing the door on his laughter.
As I stand under the hot spray of the shower, I think over what just happened. I have to admit, hands down, that was some of the best sex of my life. It was like he just knew what to do to my body.
Probably all the years of practice he's had.
The first time we'd slept together, it had been the middle of the night, we'd both had too much to drink and it could have easily been passed off as a mistaken one-night stand. But this...
There was something about doing this in the middle of the afternoon that felt decadent and dirty, in the best way.
I finished my shower quickly, drying myself off with one of the towels and then walked back into Edward's bedroom, his T-shirt and my panties in my hand.
"Hey, you ok?" He asks. He's lying on the bed, scrolling through his phone.
"Yeah" I smile, and I really am. The world didn't end in a ball of fire like I was anticipating.
He returns my smile before walking past me, heading to have a shower himself. While he's in the bathroom, I get re-dressed, hunting around the floor for my bra, and try to straighten up some of Edward's bed for him.
He walks back in moments later, a towel hanging low around his hips and smiles at me.
"Er, I'll wait in the kitchen" I say, feeling a bit awkward about watching him dress. Yes, I'd just seen him naked, but there was something more personal about staring at him while he got changed.
I take a swig from my water, still sitting on the kitchen table and then turn when I hear Edward's footsteps behind me.
"So..." I reply. How do you leave after a secret sex tryst?
"So..." Edward said, smirking at me.
I reach for my phone that's sticking out the top of my bag and read the time. Alice and Jasper will be heading home soon I'd have thought.
"I guess I better get going" I say, picking up my things from the table. Edward nods, dipping his head and looking up at me through his lashes.
"Okay" He says.
"Well...I had a nice time this afternoon" I say, mentally face palming myself.
A nice time?! What are you ON Bella! You may as well have said "thanks for letting me use your penis"!
"Me too" Edward said, over a laugh.
I feel my cheeks heat up. Edward opens the door for me and I walk through it.
"Um, what will you tell Alice about this afternoon?" He suddenly asks.
"Oh, I said I was going to run some errands in town." I say. He nods. "I won't tell her about this Edward, if that's what you're worried about". I say, feeling a little awkward.
"No, I know. We're not keeping it a secret Bells I just think we should..." He trails off, rubbing the back of his neck.
"Hide it...?" I finish for him. He looks at me. "I understand Edward, it's fine and I agree."
"Okay cool" he replies, looking a little relieved. "Well if you need a...release...at any point, feel free to seek me out. I'm your guy." He says with a crooked smile.
I chuckle as my cheeks go red.
"Okay Edward, I'll keep that in mind".
I walk out of the apartment into the hallway and wave goodbye, heading towards the lift. On the journey down I can't help the smile tugging on my lips. As I walk out onto the street, the breeze ruffles my hair and a few leaves fall from the tree on the sidewalk. The first sign that Autumn is on its way.
As I hail a cab and slide into the backseat, I can't help but think that it really was a good afternoon. I glance back at the building, looking up at the window that I know is Edward and Jasper's apartment, feeling eyes on me.
It really was a good afternoon. So why do I feel a pang in my chest when I see that no one's there?