As I make my way over to the physician offices, I can't help the vibrations taking over my body, sending shocks through every step closer to Edward's office. I clutch my bag and tuck my hair behind my ears, trying not to let my stomach flipping in anticipation known to every passerby. Everything about Edward was consuming me, lately. And the research, of course. I steeled myself outside Edward's door and knocked quickly before pushing it open.
"Hey Edward," I say, before finding a mess of bronze hair in the hands of the man slumped over on his desk.
"Edward, are you okay?" I exclaim, shocked to find him in this state. I drop my bag on the floor and rush over to his side, rubbing his back.
"Bella," his groggy voice, "oh man, what time is it?" Edward wakes up and I sigh in relief. He is so adorable in his scrubs, but clearly exhausted by the state on his desk.
"Just a little after 6," I smile at him. Edward does a double take and wakes up.
"I'm so sorry, I fell asleep," he apologizes as I watch him reorient to me, standing up. I grab him as he stands and his hands slip to my waist to steady himself. I feel the soft grip in my whole body. I breathe him in and out. "Were you waiting for me?" He queries softly.
"No, not at all," I shake my head, "You've had a long day. You didn't have to stay for our meeting." I feel the back of my legs against Edward's desk. He stands over me, his eyes awakening to mine. The air in the room shifts.
"What if I told you," he breathes softly, "that every moment of the day, this beautiful woman fills my thoughts." My mouth goes dry. Was this real life? He inches closer to me until I'm between him and the desk, my hands on his biceps and his around my waist, both of us gently holding each other.
"Don't tell me it's Tanya Denali," I can't help but slip.
Edward frowns briefly before wrapping me in his arms, my hands going to his rock hard abs and with a sudden display of strength, I'm inches away from his face, completely engulfed in his body.
"In case I didn't make it clear, you, Isabella Marie Swan, are the one who consumes my every thought, my every desire," Edward whispers. I buzz in delirium, his lips so close to mine. His nose skims my neck until he gently kisses the bottom of my right ear. My eyes roll back in my head and I can't help the whimper that leaves my body. "If you'll have me, I will spend every moment making you happy."
Like a force of nature I can't control, our lips meet in the softest, sweetest kiss. A caress of infinite possibility. All too soon, he pulls away and releases me. I wrap my arms around his neck and pull him back to me.
"Edward, I want you and this," I whisper onto his lips, "starting right now." His eyes darken and before I can blink twice, I am horizontal on his desk. His mouth presses urgently onto mine, his hands scrunching up my pencil skirt to my waist, my center throbbing in anticipation. We meet in ravenous hunger for each others' lips, as if a dam has just been released. I pull at his scrub top as his hands dive into my white button down straight to my lace lingerie.
Clothes fly off and Edward's hot mouth follows, driving me wild with moans of exquisite pleasure. He hovers over me and suddenly leans into my ear.
"Bella, are you going to be mad if I told you, I researched your research thoroughly myself. I read every paper you ever published. And you are damn brilliant," he whispers. "Your brain is a siren call to me, just like your beautiful body."
I shiver and pull him so his dark green eyes met mine. "Edward, you are the smartest and sexiest man I've ever known," I lick my lips, "and I want you in me right now."
Edward places open mouth kisses down my body until he reaches my lace panties. "So pretty" he whispers as he kisses over them, right where I want him. I moan, unable to hold back my desire for him any longer.
"Patience, my love," he chuckles darkly, pulling off his pants. I feast my eyes on his chiseled body and reach for him as he aligns himself with me.
"Right now," I grit out, as Edward shifts my panties to the side, teasing me as he runs himself along the outside of where I want him.
"Look at me, Bella," Edward commands, as he pushes into me. I can barely hold his gaze as he buries himself into every inch of me. I stutter in my exhale, sinking into a feeling of fullness like never before. I shift as I stretch around him.
"Bella, holy hell" he growls, "so good."
"Edward, I…" the words leave my lips as I stare into Edward's eyes, unbelievably connected to him. He pushes into me further, my mouth falling open, stars the only thing I see. As he thrusts into me, I meet him, my entire body feeling on fire, fueled by insane desire and lust. We match either - fast and slow, hard and soft. We reach our peaks of bliss, calling out each other's names. Edward falls on top of me, his weight holding me down in my post-coital haze, on top of his desk. I can't help the giggle that escapes as I realize the disaster we've created on his desk. I feel Edward's lips grinning on my breast in response and my giggle turns into a moan as he bites a nipple.
"Bella, what were the results?"