EIGHT
Wednesday evening
Her heart pounds in her chest, and her breathing is just as laboured. She feels exposed, but in a good way, as though she is a butterfly finally free from her cocoon. They lay side by side, naked, recovering. Their fingers are still intertwined.
Bella had always pictured what her first sexual experience would be like. She had read about it enough in her books, but she never imagined it would be as perfect as it was. She certainly didn't expect that it would have been with Edward.
The handsome footballer. Smart. Kind. Very good in bed. She wonders if he has had a lot of practice and furrows her brows in annoyance.
"How was it?" She hears him ask. "I didn't hurt you, did I?"
"Only a little, but it felt good. It was a good kind of pain."
"Okay, that's good. You know you can tell me if it did hurt, I won't be offended."
"Edward, it was lovely. You don't have to worry."
"Sorry."
Only their breathing can be heard for a long moment.
"How many people have you slept with?"
Her question surprises him.
"Huh?"
"Did you not hear me?"
"No, I did. I'm just…I don't know…why are you asking?"
"Is that not a normal question?"
"Not after you've just had sex with someone." He chuckles. "I think it's five."
"Five…like all the way, five?"
"Yes."
"Alright."
She doesn't tell him that the number breaks her heart a little.
Okay, who'd have thought that 3 updates a day would be the norm for this story? Deffo not me lol
This is so short it can hardly count as a chapter. Will upload another before bed!
Love you all x