A lil bit of lemony goodness :)

ELEVEN

Wednesday evening

"Have you thought about applying to university yet?"

Isabella and Edward sit on his bed, cross legged, each engrossed in their own activity. This has become their new tradition. After making love, they either ask each other every question about the world around them, or they hardly talk at all, relishing the intimate atmosphere.

They are both naked and Edward adores the way that the setting sun bounces off of her breasts. He kisses her deeply before answering.

"Kinda. Have you?"

"I mean, the UCAS deadline is next week, so I've definitely given it some thought."

"Oh shit, uhm," He runs a hand through his post-sex hair. "I know I've put down Loughborough. I was possibly thinking about Exeter, but I'm not sure what their sports courses are like."

Isabella sighs, toying with a loose thread on Edward's duvet.

"Sorry, was that not the answer you wanted?"

"I know you don't actually want to study sports science. I know you're only doing it because Emmett and Jasper are applying to do it."

Edward chuckles into the growing twilight and wraps an arm around her waist, pulling her onto his lap, and he struggles not to enter her there and then. Instead, he focuses on kissing her exposed shoulder.

"I didn't know that having sex automatically gave you the ability to read my mind."

She narrows her eyes playfully. "I just don't think that's what your passion actually is."

"Mmmhmm," His low voice vibrates over her skin. "Oh yeah, and what exactly is my passion?"

It appears that they are on the same wavelength as one another. Isabella captures his wandering lips in her own and bites down tenderly on the bottom one as she slides back onto him, wrapping herself delicately around him. He grunts as he moves her backwards so that he is on top. In the shift, he falls out of her and she whimpers in frustration.

"Tell me what my passion is, Isabella?"

"I- I…"

He teases her by rubbing himself against her moist entrance. "Tell me."

"Me. Us." She pants. "Please."

"Exactly," He growls as he thrusts forward, and she grips onto his biceps. "You're my everything, Isabella Swan. My passion goes with you."

The next morning, Edward uses his study period to add a new university to his application.

Kings College, London.

Exactly where Isabella has applied.

So, guess who told an ABSOLUTE PORKY and could still access her laptop! Sorry for the confusion x

Some midday sauciness for you all, will try to update again tonight x