Hello, lovely readers! I love and adore all of the reviews for my little fic and I'm dreadfully sorry I've been so terrible at answering them, but when I've had a spare minute I've been writing instead of answering and I hope you'll be forgiving. Now let's see. . Bella has some plans, if I'm not mistaken.
EPOV
Bella disappeared into my bedroom and I rested my head against the back of the couch, closing my eyes and letting out a long breath. I said it before and I'll say it again; she was going to be the death of me. But, like that Thomas Rhett song said, I would die a happy man.
After a moment, I stood and went through the nightly routine of checking to make sure all the doors were locked, setting the alarm, and hitting the remote for the Jeep as well. I put the wineglasses in the sink, but my mind wasn't on the tasks at all, it was utterly and completely fixated on the fucking gorgeous woman currently occupying my house. Had it been two minutes yet? I was sure the answer was yes.
When I entered my bedroom, I didn't see Bella, but the bathroom door was mostly closed and light glowed from behind it, so I assumed she was in there.
"Edward?" her voice called a moment later.
"Yes, angel?"
"I'd like for you to strip down to your underwear and get on the bed, if you please."
Grinning, I did as she asked, stopping first to grab a condom from the nightstand drawer, before situating myself comfortably against the headboard with pillows. The door to the bathroom opened a few seconds later and I almost swallowed my tongue at the sight that greeted me.
Bella stood in the open doorway and she was wearing a little blue something that clung to all of her delicious curves. Her luscious tits spilled from the low neckline and I could see the hard points of her nipples through the shiny fabric. Black ruffles splashed across her upper thighs and high slits went almost to her hipbones, showing off the smooth legs that I really wanted to feel wrapped around me again. She was fucking stunning, and my cock pulsed in agreement.
"Were you on the bed during that phone call, Edward?" she asked softly.
"No, the couch."
"Well, we'll just have to pretend then."
She walked closer and climbed onto the bed, situating herself on her knees down by the end. Her legs were spread and the slits in her little gown fell open, the material puddling between her thighs and shielding the gorgeous pussy I was already addicted to. I wanted to devour it again and again, feel the slick pink skin rub against my mouth, then envelop my cock.
"So, I was in a bathtub in New York City," Bella began. She reached up with one hand and pinched her nipple. "And I was doing this while I talked to you. Well, actually, it was more like this." She pushed a strap down, baring one beautiful breast, then squeezed and rubbed her nipple. "And what were you doing while we talked, Edward?"
"Well, first I was just enjoying our conversation. Until you told me you were in the bathtub."
"And then?" She pinched her nipple harder, biting her lip with a little sigh.
"Then I couldn't stop imagining you all fucking naked and wet." I reached a hand down and grasped the erection that tented the front of my underwear. "And, I got so hard thinking about you like that. So while we were talking, I pulled out my cock and started stroking it. Like this." I pushed the waistband down and freed my aching dick, jacking it slowly while studying Bella's reaction. She licked her lips as her eyes followed the movement of my hand. Knowing she was watching me made it all the hotter, and I squeezed my shaft more firmly.
Bella lowered the other strap of her gown and it fell to her waist, both of her beautiful tits now bared to me. She cupped them in her palms, squeezing. God, they were perfect; round and soft with puffy, pouty, nipples that I wanted to bite and suck.
"I couldn't use both hands like while I was talking to you," she said a bit breathlessly. "But, I believe that's when I sent you the picture."
"Yes, it was. And you looked so fucking sexy, but I wanted to see more. I wanted to see those," I admitted, twisting the head of my cock between my fingertips, feeling a bead of moisture escape.
"These?"
"Your tits."
"Mmmm."
Bella rose on her knees and edged closer, straddling my shins. Soft lace brushed across my skin and I shivered. The heat coming from her body was incredible, and if she lowered herself just a little bit, that hot little heaven between her thighs would be resting on me. But she remained on her knees, just out of reach.
"Did you think about sucking these, baby?" she asked, licking one finger and then rubbing it across her nipple. It was tight and puckered and I wanted it in my mouth.
"Fuck, yes, I did."
"You told me I was gorgeous, you made me feel gorgeous with your words." She trailed one hand down, past where the sexy little gown was pushed around her waist. Her fingers rubbed over her thigh and then slid beneath the ruffled slit and out of sight. I groaned.
"You're killing me, angel. Please let me see."
"Keep stroking your cock, Edward. Did you do it like that while we were talking?"
"Uh-huh, just like this." My hand moved with more purpose, and I couldn't remember ever being this turned on in my life. Her naughty little streak was fucking splendid, but this teasing was driving me crazy.
"Do you want to see what I was doing?"
"Yes."
She pulled the material to the side, so that I could see her fingers rubbing and circling her clit. As I watched, she slid one finger inside that sweet fucking pussy. My breath stuttered and all I could think about was how completely jealous I was of the small digit.
"You decided not to ask the question, but I was definitely touching myself," she whispered as she continued to slide that one finger in and out ever so slowly, gently fucking herself.
"You know I wanted to," I said roughly. "I wanted to hear all about it, hear all of those fucking sexy sounds that now I know you make."
"I could have came so easily," she confessed. "Hearing your voice, touching myself, it was all so good." She withdrew her finger and then rubbed the wetness over first one nipple and then the other. I knew without a doubt the next time my mouth was wrapped around that pink little nub, it would taste like her pussy, and the thought made me moan.
"Bella, I can't take much more of this," I told her. My cock was desperately hard in my hand as I rubbed and stroked.
"Don't come yet, Edward," she said. "Hold on just a little bit longer."
She pulled the lingerie over her head and dropped it on the bed next to me, then crawled further up my body until she was straddling my thighs. Her hands pushed mine aside and she took hold of my cock, her fingers trailing over the length and circling the head, teasing and light.
"After we hung up, do you know what I was thinking about while I touched myself?" she asked, her eyes meeting mine.
"What?"
"You, stroking your cock. I was thinking about how sexy you'd look while you did it. And I was wondering if you were thinking about me." She settled more firmly onto my thighs, and the wet of her pussy branded my skin, slippery and scorching. She opened her legs wider and I could see her clit peeking from between those luscious lips, flushed and swollen. The enticing little patch of dark hair was beckoning to me, and I remembered what it felt like rubbing across my nose while I'd feasted on her meltingly soft sex. My eyes rolled back in my head as she scooted up and slid her pussy along the length of my dick, forward and back. I wasn't inside her yet, but I was fucking surrounded by her soaking heat and it was indescribably good.
"Were you thinking about me, Edward?" Bella asked breathlessly, now reaching down to rub the head of my cock against her clit. I couldn't tear my eyes away from the sight.
"God, yes," I growled, groping blindly in the blankets beside me until my hand closed around the condom I'd gotten earlier. She took it from me and ripped it open with her teeth.
"What were you thinking?" She rolled the latex down over my length with both hands.
"How badly I wanted to fuck you, how I wanted to see your lips wrapped around my cock, how much I wanted to eat your pussy, all the ways I was gonna make you scream." I may have been babbling, but it was the honest truth. I'd thought about all of those things when I brought myself to orgasm that night.
Bella leaned down until her lips were at my ear.
"I'm here now. Make me scream now," she whispered.
I lifted her hips and impaled her slowly with my achingly hard dick. She moaned, long and loud, as I slid inside her heat. I was vaguely aware of her teeth sinking into my shoulder.
"Jesus, so fucking good," I grunted, my fingers digging into her skin. She sat up, taking me even deeper into her body, and I think I went blind for a second.
"Mmmmm, Edward," she sighed, and her head fell back as she rocked and writhed in a slow, rolling rhythm. Her tits swayed in front of me and the temptation was just too much. I leaned forward and pulled those Bella-flavored nipples into my mouth, one at a time, sucking them clean.
She tasted like exotic honey, dark and sweet.
"Oh yes, baby," she whimpered. "Fuck, fuck, fuck."
I filled both of my hands with her delectable ass and squeezed the soft flesh as she rode my cock. She grabbed the top of the headboard behind me, and I could hear the slap of our bodies connecting in perfect cadence; each of her downward rolls met my upward thrusts perfectly. For long moments we simply lost ourselves in each other, in the slick glide of our bodies, against and within the other.
Bella's breathless sighs rose in volume, the movement of her hips now more purposeful. I could feel small tremors in her thighs as she gripped me tighter.
"Are you gonna come, angel?" I asked, trying to hold back an orgasm that was threatening to rip through me like a freight train.
"Y-yes," she breathed, now bouncing on me with abandon. I could see my cock, glistening and wet, each time she rose up. As I watched her body engulf it over and over, I knew I wouldn't be able to last much longer, but I really did want to make her scream. So I reached for her clit with one hand, rubbing and pressing while she fucked me.
"Oh. . .fuck. . .yes. . .Edward," she panted, her movements becoming faster and frantic. Her tits were jiggling and she let go of the headboard to cup them and tug roughly on the nipples.
"Come on, come on," I urged her through gritted teeth, barely hanging on. "Come all over me, Bella, let me hear that scream."
I gently pinched her clit between my fingers and she splintered with a loud scream, indeed. Her pussy gripped my cock in rhythmic clutches, and I shuddered and jerked as I came and came and came. She collapsed on top of me, melting into my chest, and we were a tangled heap of sweaty limbs and racing hearts.
"Holy shit," I gasped, trying to get my breathing under control.
"Yeah," she mumbled, a wild cloud of messy hair completely obscuring her face from me. I raised a shaky hand and pushed it back so I could see her. That chocolate gaze met mine and she was utterly beautiful with swollen lips and flushed cheeks. She grinned, happy and breathless.
My heart thudded in my chest, and I knew it wasn't only from the fucking fantastic orgasm I'd just experienced. It was because when I looked at her, I just saw everything. Everything. My whole life ahead of me, and she was there every step of the way. In that instant, I knew without a doubt that I was unconditionally and irrevocably in love with her. And maybe it should have scared me or given me pause, but it didn't. Like everything else between us, it just felt so fucking right.
She must have seen something on my face, because she raised one eyebrow.
"What is it?"
I shook my head with a slight smile.
"Ask me again sometime."
So, yeah. He loves her. I mean, I KNEW he did, but now he knows it, too. That was fun, huh? I know this chapter was a bit on the short side, but I'd love to know your thoughts!