Chapter Five
Saturday.
When I wake the following morning, I stretch, rolling onto my back and raising my arms above my head. I squint my eyes open, seeing my room bathed in a warm glow from the early morning sun. I glance over at the side Edward was asleep on and see the space empty. Reaching a hand over, I feel the sheets are cold.
He must have gone home.
I sit up, swinging my legs over the side of the bed, trying to ignore the feeling of disappointment I feel in the pit of my stomach.
Snap out of it Bella, it's just sex and he didn't say he wanted to spend the entire weekend with you. He's probably got stuff to do...
I stand, grabbing my robe from the back of the door and pad into the bathroom. I turn the shower on, letting the water heat up while I take care of business and clean my teeth.
Stepping under the hot spray, I let the water relax my aching muscles, the only proof left of last night's events. I sigh quietly, grabbing my shampoo and lathering up my hair. I take my time, washing away the remnants from the previous evening before turning off the water and drying off. I pull my robe on, before stepping back out into the hallway, walking into the kitchen.
"AHHHH" I scream, putting a hand to my chest, staring wide-eyed at Edward. He's sat at the kitchen table, calmly nursing the cup of coffee in front of him.
"What the fuck are you doing here?!" I gasp, trying to get my heart rate back under control.
"Having a coffee" he replied, like it's obvious. "By the way, what were you doing in there? You were fucking ages."
"You weren't here when I got up…" I say, ignoring his question and pulling my robe around me tighter, suddenly feeling a bit exposed.
"I went out to get breakfast and I also stopped off at home to grab some clothes," Edward said gesturing to the bag of croissants in front of him and the overnight bag down by his feet.
"That okay?" He asks, suddenly looking a bit unsure of himself.
"Yeah of course" I reply, sounding a bit breathless and trying to swallow down the butterflies in my stomach that are currently doing a happy dance. "Couldn't you have left a note or something Edward? Jesus, you scared the life out of me!".
"Sorry" he replies a little sheepishly "you were like the dead when I left and I thought I'd be back before you woke up."
I nod walking towards my bedroom.
"Let me just get dressed" I reply. I pause as I reach the door, turning to look at him with an eyebrow raised. "How did you get in and out of the apartment anyway?" I ask.
"Er...I may have taken your keys from your bag?" He replied, suddenly very interested in the bag of croissants.
"Edward!"
"What?! I didn't want to wake you and I was only gone thirty minutes!" He reasoned.
I roll my eyes and walk into the bedroom. I dress quickly, brushing my hair and leaving it to dry naturally, swiping on a little makeup for good measure. I pick up my discarded clothes from the night before and throw them in the hamper, before finally straightening up the bed a little.
I exit the bedroom just as Edward places a plate of pastries on the table.
"I didn't know what you'd want so I bought a selection." He said, placing a coffee in front me.
"Thanks" I smile, taking a chocolate croissant from the plate. I sip my coffee, feeling the warm liquid heat my insides.
"So...what are your plans for today?" I ask, taking a bite of my pastry.
"Well, I thought I'd enjoy a leisurely breakfast, maybe have a shower, and then take my favourite member of the group out for lunch." Edward replied, placing his cup down on the table.
I look up, my eyes meeting his.
He wants to spend the day with me.
The butterflies in my stomach feel like they're trying to break free.
"If you want…" Edward shrugs.
"Yeah, that sounds good." I reply, swallowing my mouthful, trying to act casual.
"Good" he smiles, taking a bite of his breakfast. "What do you fancy for lunch?" He asks.
"I don't mind" I reply. "Surprise me" I throw his words from the night before back at him.
"Okay, I will" he says with a smirk and twinkle in his eye.
We eat our breakfast slowly, enjoying a second cup of coffee and chatting about anything and everything. After a while, Edward stands saying he's going to have a quick shower.
"You can put your stuff in my room if you want" I say "I'll get you some towels".
Edward nods, heading into the bedroom while I go to the linen cupboard, grabbing some towels and leaving them in the bathroom. Edward returns from the bedroom a moment later with a toothbrush and a wash bag. He smiles at me as he walks into the bathroom, closing the door behind him.
I let out a breath, leaning against the counter.
Edward wants to spend the day with me.
Edward's brought an overnight bag so he's obviously intending on staying.
Edward's currently in my bathroom, naked and wet.
I shake the final thought from my mind, feeling my cheeks blush. I busy myself tidying away our breakfast things before heading into the living room, collecting our discarded dinner plates from the night before and turning off the TV.
I'm just straightening the couch cushions when I hear the bathroom door open and Edward appears, a towel wrapped low around his waist.
"Hey Swan" he says with a smirk when he sees me checking him out.
I roll my eyes, scoffing at his antics as he walks into the bedroom chuckling. I check my phone and see there are a couple of messages from Allie as well as a few photos of her hotel room. I've just finished replying when Edward walks out of the bedroom, dressed in jeans and a button-down shirt, rolled up to the elbows.
He looks delicious.
"Ready to go?" He says, a twinkle in his eye.
"Yeah. Where are we heading?" I ask, grabbing my bag from the counter.
"You'll see" he grins, opening the door for me. I slide through before turning to lock the door behind us.
We head down to the lobby, walking out onto the street. The morning is fresh and there's a chill in the air, making leaves flutter from the trees to the sidewalk.
"Do we need a cab?" I ask.
"No, we can walk. It's not far. " Edward replies, pulling a packet of cigarettes from his pocket and lighting one. I nod, choosing the let the smoking go, and follow as he turns right and heads down the street. As we walk I can't help but notice how relaxed Edward looks, one hand in his pocket, the other holding his cigarette to his lips as he strides along the sidewalk, head hung low.
"So have you heard from Alice?" He asks, turning his head to look at me, blowing smoke from the corner of his mouth.
"Yeah, they got there safely and her room looks beautiful. She sent me some photos" I reply.
"That's good" Edward nods, looking down at the sidewalk.
"It seems like Jasper really likes her" I say.
"You're not getting any gossip out of me Swan." He laughs, looking up at me through his lashes and winking, placing the cigarette back to his lips.
I scoff, rolling my eyes and looking away.
"Whatever" I reply with a smile.
We continue walking for about twenty minutes, talking about nothing in particular and I have to admit, it's really nice.
Before too long, Edward is walking us away from the main road, down various side streets until we arrive in front of a small bistro, a blue striped awning out the front and a few tables sitting on the sidewalk.
"After you.."Edward says, holding the door open for me.
Inside, it's small, cosy, and welcoming. The walls are painted in a pale blue and the worn wooden floorboards have various rugs scattered across them. There's a soft hum of conversation coming from the other already occupied tables.
An older man walks over to us with a smile.
"Table for two?" He asks.
"Yes please, by the window?" Edward replies.
"Certainly sir."
The older man leads us over to a small round table looking out over the street, letting us sit before handing us a menu each.
I take a moment to look around the room before I hear Edward say "so, what do you think?".
I look back at him with a smile.
"It's lovely. I've never been here before."
He leans back with a grin.
"Well, you said to surprise you".
"How did you find this place?" I ask, opening my menu.
"Ah, now that would be telling" he says with a wink.
I purse my lips but decide to leave it, looking over the menu in front of me. Everything sounds delicious and I'm finding it hard to choose.
"What are you having?" I ask Edward, glancing up at him from behind my menu.
Edward frowns slightly before answering "I think I'll go for the chicken alfredo" he replies, closing his menu. "You?"
I return my gaze to the menu before replying "the mushroom risotto sounds nice".
A moment later the older man returns to take our orders. Edward orders for us both before asking what I'd like to drink.
"Just a water for me" I say to the waiter.
"And a bottle of white wine" Edward replies, his eyes on mine. The waiter bows slightly before disappearing into the back.
"Edward...it's only one in the afternoon." I chastise quietly.
Edward just shrugs before leaning forward over the table.
"So…" he says, his eyes meeting mine.
"So…" I reply, not really sure what to say.
"What do you fancy doing with the rest of the time we have alone?" He asks quietly.
"I don't mind" I reply shyly.
"Well that's not very creative," Edward says, quirking an eyebrow at me.
I bite the inside of my cheek and squirm under his gaze. He raises his eyebrows expectantly at me.
Oh just tell him Bella.
"Well….I quite enjoyed last night…" I trail off quietly.
"The food was excellent" Edward replies in a teasing voice.
I laugh, looking away and out at the street.
"You don't have to be embarrassed, Bella. You can say anything you want to me." Edward suddenly says, pulling my eyes back to his.
I nod in response. He opens his mouth to say something else but the waiter suddenly returns with our drinks. He places water in front of each of us and then opens the bottle of wine. He pours a little into Edward's glass waiting for him to taste it.
Edward sniffs the amber liquid before taking a small sip, pausing before nodding to the waiter. He pours us both a glass, placing the bottle in the centre and then vanishes again.
"I'm impressed" I say to Edward, "I didn't know you knew anything about wine".
"I don't" Edward whispers "I just saw that in a movie once".
I laugh in surprise, a couple of people at tables nearby turning to look at us with a smile. Edward joins in my laughter, leaning forward to take a sip of his wine. I follow suit.
"Well it is very nice" I say, gesturing to the wine as I place my glass back on the table.
We talk for a few more moments before the waiter returns again with our food. It smells heavenly and I suddenly realise how hungry I am. I tuck in enthusiastically.
"Hungry?" Edward says, smiling at me with a twinkle in his eye.
"A little." I reply, feeling a bit embarrassed about stuffing my face in front of him.
"Me too. Probably all that exercise I did last night" he replies with a wink.
I feel my cheeks heat up at the memory of it. We're both quiet for a moment, enjoying the food.
"I hope it wasn't a presumption...me bringing some clothes back with me" Edward says seriously.
I look up at him.
"Not at all Edward" I smile. "I'm glad you did".
He gives me a smile before forking another spoonful into his mouth. Once we've finished, the waiter asks if we'd like to see the dessert menu. I'm tempted but Edward says he'd like to take me somewhere else if I don't mind. I shrug, happy to do whatever.
Edward asks for the bill and pays, ignoring my protests to split the meal. We both rise, heading towards the door. Edward holds it open for me before turning to walk further through the side streets.
We walk together, talking easily. Occasionally stopping to look in a store window. Before I know it Edward's stopping in front of a tiny hole-in-the-wall bakery.
"Have you been here before?" He asks.
"No never" I reply, looking up at the sign.
"They make the best chocolate cake in town." He says, making his way to the door and holding it open for me.
"That's a bold statement to make Mr Cullen" I say as I pass through.
"A well-founded one". He replies with a smile.
We walk into the bakery. It's tiny but with an array of delicate patisseries and cakes all beautifully made. They almost look too good to eat. Almost.
The lady behind the counter smiles at us, waiting patiently for us to make our choices.
"So what will it be?" Edward asks quietly into my ear. I shiver slightly.
"Well I think I'll take your recommendation and go for the chocolate cake" I reply.
Edward orders two slices of chocolate cake. The lady nods, plating them up and telling us to take a seat at one of the tables behind.
We squeeze into a table for two, Edward placing the two plates between us. I take a bite of the chocolate cake and can immediately see why Edward thinks this is the best cake in town.
"Mmmmm" I moan around the fork. "God this is heavenly" I say with a moan.
"Yeah it is" Edward replies in a deep voice. I glance up, my eyes meeting his. I feel a smirk of my own tickle my lips.
"So I don't want to jump the gun but I was wondering if I could make a suggestion for tomorrow". Edward says, taking a bite of his cake.
"Sure" I say, feeling a flutter of excitement that he's obviously intending to spend tomorrow with me too.
"Well every Sunday, there's a market near our apartment. I wondered if you wanted to take a look, maybe we could pick up some ingredients for the evening?" Edward suggests, his eyes not meeting mine.
"That sounds nice. Its been years since I went to a Sunday market" I smile. "Do you want me to cook?" I ask.
"No, I'll cook." Edward replies.
"Can you cook?" I reply before I can stop myself.
Edward laughs in surprise.
"Yes Bella Swan. I will have you know I am a rather adept chef, even if I do say so myself".
I giggle at him, his face full of false indignation.
"I couldn't be more sorry" I reply with a snort. "So what are you going to rustle up Chef Cullen?" I reply in a teasing tone.
"Oh just you wait and see" he replies, tapping the side of his nose.
I laugh at him, his own laughter joining my own.
Once we've finished our cakes Edward takes the plates back up to the counter and orders two takeaway coffees. I attempt to pay again but Edward has already beaten me to it. I try to argue but he brushes it off with a roll of his eyes.
We take our coffees and walk back onto the street, Edward lighting up another cigarette. The nights are drawing in and you can feel a nip of winter in the air. We wander the streets for a bit longer, browsing the shop windows before I shiver from the early evening breeze.
"Getting cold?" Edward asks.
"A little." I say " but I'm fine".
"Let's get back. Shall we get takeout again?" He asks, wrapping his arm around my shoulders to protect me slightly from the cold. I feel my body tingle from being this close to him and can smell his cigarette smoke and the faint scent of his aftershave.
"Sure, your choice Edward. You've treated me to everything else today." I say.
"Hmmmm" Edward hums thinking. "I feel like….pizza" he replies.
"Okay, I could make us a side salad if you want." I ask.
"There is nothing I'd love more than a side salad Bells" he chuckles.
I scoff at him, rolling my eyes as we head back towards my apartment. Within ten minutes I can see the light from the building and I feel myself lean into Edward slightly, feeling the warmth of his body against mine. His arm tightening around my shoulders.
We enter the lobby and take the lift to my floor. I find my keys unlocking the door and walk in ahead of Edward.
"Want to order the pizza now?" I ask "It might be a while as it's Saturday night." I reason.
Edward nods taking out his phone and tapping on a contact.
"Hey, can I place an order please?" I hear him say into the phone.
"Yeah, can I get a large bbq chicken and a…." He raises his eyebrows at me in silent question.
"A Hawaiian" I mouth at him.
"And a large Hawaiian" he says into the receiver, pulling a disgusted look at me. I cover my mouth, trying to restrain my laughter but just end up snorting instead. He turns away, trying not to laugh while he gives them the address and then rings off.
"It will be an hour apparently." He says, chuckling still.
"Okay" I reply, still chuckling slightly.
Edward looks at me with a smile still on his face and I feel a shift in the atmosphere, the air between us feeling heavier.
"Do you want to watch some TV? " I ask.
"I can think of something I'd rather do." He says quietly, moving to stand in front of me, his hands going to my hips.
"Oh really?" I ask, liking this lighter, flirty Edward.
"Mhm" he replies.
His mouth finds mine and I wrap my arms around his neck. His hands move down to cup my ass as he deepens the kiss. I moan into his mouth.
"Wanna go to the bedroom before we're interrupted by that fucking buzzer again?" He asks, breaking the kiss. I nod and smile slightly.
He takes my hand and I follow him to my room. He closes the door behind us before leaning down to kiss me again. I move my hands to his hair, scratching his scalp gently, pulling a gravelly moan from him.
His hands move to the hem of my sweater, pulling it up and over my head, before moving to undo my bra. I let it fall from my body before cupping the back of his head as he bends to suck on a nipple, his hand tweaking the other.
I tilt my head back moaning slightly before reaching for the buttons of his shirt, popping them through each hole. When the final button is undone I push it from his shoulders. He removes his hands from my body pulling his arms through the sleeves and letting the shirt fall to the floor.
His mouth returns to mine, his hands finding purchase on my hips. He walks us back slowly towards the bed, pushing me lightly to lie down on it before crawling up my body, his mouth never leaving mine. When I finally need to break the kiss for air, Edward looks at me with dark, hooded eyes, moving up to his knees. His hands reach for the waist of my jeans, popping the button and slowly pulling them down my body. I lift my hips for him and then sit up, kissing his stomach, nipping at the sensitive skin while I unbutton his pants.
Edward groans softly, his hands moving to my hair, running his fingers through it. When I've undone his pants, I push the fabric down slightly before Edward rises to his feet, removing his pants and kicking them to one side. He returns to the bed, kneeling in front of me, between of my parted legs. He bends his head, capturing my lips, before lying down on top of me, pushing me down to the bed.
We continue to kiss leisurely for a few minutes before Edward pulls back.
"Can I take these off?" he whispers, fingering the fabric of my panties. I nod, breathing heavily, Edward's own pants fanning my face.
He pulls back slightly, pulling my panties down and tossing them behind him. He returns to the bed, leaning over to the side to grab a condom, tearing the wrapper and fixing it on himself.
He lies down between my legs, kissing me softly before slowly pushing into me. Edward moves slowly above me, pulling almost all the way out before pushing back in. His mouth never leaves my own as he moves over me, my hands grasping at his shoulders and back as he slowly pushes me closer and closer to that edge.
"Urgh, Edward, please" I beg, "If we get interrupted before this is over I might have to kill somebody" I pant, acutely aware that we're on a time limit here.
He lifts his head to look at me, chuckling lightly at my desperation. He moves one hand down, squeezing between our bodies to touch me where I most need him. He rubs my clit in tight circles, pushing me closer to the edge.
I moan, loud and long as he picks up the pace slightly, his thrusts losing their rhythm as he nears his own release.
"Bella...fuck...cum for me." he pants in my ear, his body slick with a light sheen sweat.
I throw my head back as I cum hard, Edward following behind me. We lie there, catching our breath for a moment before Edward rolls off of me and tosses the condom in the bin by the bed.
Edward sighs, his hand resting on his stomach as he closes his eyes for a minute.
"Fuck Bells, you really know how to make me work up an appetite" he chuckles with a small smile.
I laugh back, looking over at him.
BUZZ
Edward sits up and looks over at me.
"Just in time. Thank god you don't have to kill me!" he laughs with a wink before standing and quickly throwing on some tracksuit bottoms and a t-shirt from his overnight bag. I chuckle with him, then sit up, hunting for my panties while Edward runs out to accept our pizza. I throw on an oversized t-shirt before heading out to the kitchen. Edward's just closing the door.
"Dinner is served" he replies.
"Oh! I didn't make the salad!" I cry.
Edward chuckles "I'm sure we'll live Bells" he smiles. "Shall we go eat in the living room?" he asks.
"Yeah" I reply, heading to the fridge to grab two beers before following him around the corner. Edward hands me my pizza as I sit on the couch, flicking the TV on and scrolling through Netflix.
"So, what do you fancy?" I ask, nodding at the TV.
"Ladies choice" he replies with a smile. I scroll through Netflix looking at some of the movies on offer.
"What about this?" I ask, pointing at the screen to a rom com.
"Sure" Edward says, smiling a little as he takes a bite of his pizza. "Just don't tell the others or I might lose my street cred" he chuckles.
"Oh don't worry, I'll take it to my grave" I reply sarcastically, rolling my eyes as I hit play.
We sit in silence for a while, watching the movie and eating our food. After a while, I glance at Edward. His eyes are fixed on the TV and he seems to be quite into the movie. I bite my cheek to hide my smile.
Street cred my ass.
"What's so funny Swan?" Edward suddenly says.
"Nothing at all" I reply, keeping my gaze firmly on the TV.
"It looks like you were laughing at me" I hear him reply.
"Me? Laugh at you?" I say in mock shock, "never".
We continue to watch the movie, occasionally laughing at some of the character's antics. After a time, I realise the scenes are becoming a little heated, the characters moving to the bedroom. As breathy moans start to reach my ears I glance over at Edward but he's just staring at the TV a blank expression on his face. The scene continues for a number of minutes, not showing any sign of slowing down.
Fucking hell! How long are they going for?! I'm almost impressed!
I glance at him again to see if he's feeling as awkward as I am. He's staring at the screen but catches me looking at him. He quirks an eyebrow at me and gives me a smirk.
"You feeling flustered Bella?" He asks, a tease evident in his voice.
"No." I reply, trying to ignore the heat I can feel rising up my chest as the noises from the TV get louder and more pronounced.
"That blush would say otherwise" he sniggers from the other side of the couch.
"Oh shut up Edward" I mumble, leaning back on the couch, trying to focus on the screen. He sniggers again.
"You getting some ideas for later?" He asks, a smile on his lips, winking at me.
"I dunno..." I trail off, standing to get another beer from the fridge, "I don't think you could last as long as they have" I reply, giving him a smirk of my own.
"Oh really?" Edward says, sitting up a little straighter, his eyes blazing.
"Mhm" I say, shrugging, trying to hide my smile.
"You calling me a minute man Swan?" He says, standing slightly and poking my sides, tickling me.
I squeal, pulling away from the torture and throw a pillow at him from the couch, hitting him straight in the face with a small "ouf". He pauses for a moment, looking startled.
"Right, that's it!" He says after a moment, lunging at me. I squeal and make a beeline for the kitchen. I hear Edward's laughter behind me as I get to the other side of the kitchen table, narrowly missing his grasp. He stands on the other side of the room, slowly moving to circle the table, moving nearer me.
I dart towards the hallway, trying to seek refuge in the bathroom, squealing and laughing as I run, feeling my oversized shirt, fly up slightly as I do. Edward's too fast though and I suddenly feel strong arms wrapping around me and lifting me into the air.
"Hah!" Edward shouts in victory, turning my body until I'm facing him. "Take it back"
"What?" I ask innocently, slightly out of breath.
"Take back the frankly ridiculous accusation that I'm a minute man" he says, his eyes dark and dangerous.
I consider for a moment. "No" I say. Suddenly, I'm being thrown over his shoulder.
"Edward!" I squeal. He strides back down the hallway, heading back into the kitchen with me over his shoulder. "Edward put me down!"
"No!" He mocks me, lightly slapping my ass making me squeak. From upside down I can see him walk through the kitchen and into my bedroom. Suddenly he tosses me lightly on the bed. I gasp as I hit the mattress, bouncing lightly.
"Take it back" he says, his eyes darkening as he looks down at me.
"No" I repeat.
"Well then I'll have to prove you wrong" he says.
I stare up at him, biting my bottom lip.
"Take off your clothes" he says, his voice deep and rough.
I'm motionless.
"Do I need to repeat myself?" He says, his tone turning dangerous.
Who the fuck is this Edward and how can I make him stay?
I shake my head, sitting up slightly and pulling my t-shirt over my head leaving me in just my panties. I drop the t-shirt to the floor, looking up at him.
"All of them" he says. My eyes widen slightly but I nod and lift my hips, sliding my panties down my legs and dropping them next to my t-shirt.
"Mmm" he growls, looking down at me. "What shall I do with you…"
I remain silent, afraid my voice will betray how utterly turned on I am.
"Spread your legs" he demands. I stare at him, shocked into silence. He raises one eyebrow at me, daring me. I lie back on the bed, my chest heaving with desire and slowly spread my legs.
I've never felt this exposed or turned on in my life. Does this make me an exhibitionist?
"Fuck. Look at how wet you are. Is that all for me?" He groans. I nod, looking at him from my place in the bed.
"Answer me Bella" he says
"Yes" I breathe.
He moves around the end of the bed, circling me as I lie before him, my body aching to be touched.
"Would you like me to touch you?" He asks, his voice thick with lust.
"Yes" I moan.
"Hmm" He hums. "Like this?" He says, swiping a finger through my folds, making me gasp.
"Or this?" He says, circling my clit slowly. I push my head back into the pillow, moaning.
"Or like this?" He pushes one long finger into me, making my eyes roll into the back of my head.
"Or perhaps like this?" He bends slightly, taking one long lick of my pussy.
"Fuck" I cry, my eyes screwed shut.
"Oh is that your favourite?" He asks, removing his mouth from me, smirking.
"Yes….please" I beg, desperate for anything at this point.
"Well since you asked so nicely" he replies, his mouth returning to exactly where I want it. He swipes his tongue from top to bottom before focusing his attentions on my clit, flicking his tongue quickly over the tight bundle of nerves.
I moan loudly at the pleasure, my head thrashing from side to side. He redoubles his efforts, sucking on my clit, bringing me rapidly to the edge. I'm just about to fall over when he removes his mouth completely.
My eyes pop open, a sound of shock leaving my mouth.
"You don't get to cum until I say so Bella," Edward says, registering my expression of horror.
Fuck. No. I'm never going to survive something like this. I feel like I'm dying as it is.
He stands from his place at the foot of the bed. Reaching an arm behind his head he pulls his t-shirt off in one quick swoop. He drops it on the floor before pushing the waistband of his pants down, his boxers going with them. He stands before me completely naked, his cock like marble.
Fuck me. Cue stomach dropping down to butt.
I feel myself get even wetter at the sight of him. He crawls over me, bringing his mouth inches away from my own. I lift my head to kiss him but he pulls out of my reach.
"Uh uh uh" he whispers, his breath fanning my face. He leans over me, grabbing a condom and fixing it to himself. Before I can react he thrusts into me. Hard.
"Urgh" I moan loudly.
He starts a quick pace, jackknifing his hips into me. My breath catches in my throat and it's all I can do to cling onto his shoulders for dear life. He continues this pace, making me lightheaded as I wrap my legs around his waist.
Suddenly he reaches up yanking my hands from his shoulders, clasping one of my wrists in each hand and slamming them into the mattress on either side of my head, pinning me to the bed. My eyes widen and I let out a breathy moan.
Edward smirks at me, keeping up the same pace as before. He groans as my legs tighten around his waist pulling him deeper into me. I arch my back feeling the coil starting to tighten in my lower belly.
Suddenly he slows, bringing me back from the brink.
"Urgh….Edward" I moan in frustration.
"Not until I say so" he says, grinning wickedly. His hair is starting to stick to the light sheen of sweat on his forehead and his breathing is turning ragged. He continues to fuck me leisurely, pulling almost all the way out before pushing back in, keeping my hands pinned to the mattress. I struggle against him, desperate to touch him.
He pulls my arms up, trapping both my wrists in one large hand as he begins to pick up the pace again. He leans up slightly, angling his hips to hit that magic spot inside me.
Moans and groans are leaving my mouth at an alarming pace and I'm sure I'll be mortified tomorrow but right now I can't bring myself to care.
Edward groans, looking down at me as he continues to pound into me at an alarming rate.
"Hold onto the headboard." He growls, letting go of my wrists finally. "Keep them there or I'll stop" he says breathlessly.
I grab onto the headboard, my knuckles turning white from the strain, willing to do anything as long as he keeps going.
Edward unwraps my legs from around his waist, pushing my legs apart until my knees are flat on the mattress, my feet resting on his ass. I can feel it flexing as he continues to pound into me.
"Ahhh" I call out. With every thrust of his hips he's rubbing against my clit. I feel my orgasm approaching rapidly and my legs start to shake under Edward's hands. I'm just about to cum when he suddenly stops, letting out a groan.
"Nooo" I whine, my eyes stinging with tears from the pressure in my body. My skin is on fire, my muscles aching from holding my orgasm back.
"Take it back" he pants above me, keeping completely still. I look at him with wide eyes.
I'd kill him if I didn't need to cum so bad.
"Take it back Bella" He repeats.
"Fine! I take it back!" I shout, desperately trying to move my hips under Edward's hands. He just holds them tighter preventing any movement.
"Please Edward" I whimper, my eyes starting to water.
"Please what?" He asks, teasing me by thrusting lightly.
"Please make me cum!" I beg
With that he let go of my legs, starting a brutal pace. My breath catches in my throat and I feel a burn in my chest from holding back a scream.
He moves, pulling one of my legs up and onto his shoulder.
"Yessss!" I moan, feeling like I might die if I don't cum in the next thirty seconds. I feel my orgasm start to stir again in my lower belly and I pray to anyone who is listening to let Edward carry on.
"Please don't stop….please don't stop" I beg unto the air around us, repeating it like a prayer.
I feel Edward pick up the pace even more, panting above me, guttural groans leaving his mouth. Suddenly he leans forward, bringing his face level with mine, pushing the leg that's over his shoulder into my chest.
I throw my head back and open my mouth in a silent scream as my legs twitch, my knuckles turning white where they grip the headboard.
Edward reaches down with his other hand and pinches my clit. I let out a scream and fall headfirst off that cliff. My orgasm so strong it's almost painful.
I'm vaguely aware of Edward slamming a hand onto the headboard as he finds his own release, his groans mingling with my cries.
Sometime later, it could be hours, it could be minutes, I feel myself start to come back to reality. Edward lies above me, his weight pressing into me, panting like he's just run a marathon.
After a few minutes, he lifts his head, giving me a slight grin before fusing his mouth to mine, dropping sloppy kisses on my lips and cheeks.
Eventually, he rolls off me, discarding the condom.
"So…" he sighs, still catching his breath "am I a minute man?" He asks
I look over at him.
"Holy fuck Edward...that was fucking torture!" I reply.
He laughs a breathy laugh.
"I know...I think my soul left my body" he replies making me laugh with him. I roll onto my side looking at him.
His body is covered in sweat. His hair looks like it's been pulled backward through a bush and his eyes are just fucked high. He blinks slowly before I see his eyes start to droop. I can feel my own doing the same.
Before I fall asleep, I quietly get out of bed, slipping my oversized t-shirt over my head. I make my way back into the living room, turning the TV off and discarding our pizza boxes in the kitchen. I head into the bathroom, taking care of business and brushing my teeth, before padding back down the hallway to my room.
When I open the door, I see Edward exactly where I left him, lying flat on his back on the bed, completely naked. I smile a little, grabbing my duvet from where it's almost hanging on the floor and pulling it up and over him. I slip into the bed next to him, before falling into a dreamless sleep.