It's the last day of 2017! Can you guys believe it! Thanks for making my first year on Fanfiction so special! You guys are the best, and because of that, here's a super special chapter!
Like usual, a giant thanks to Sherry and Paige for editing this, and every, chapter! I would be totally lost without you two!
BPOV:
We race up to the hotel entrance. I have a head start because Edward has to lock up his truck, but it doesn't take him long to catch up with me. I nearly scream as two strong arms wrap around my waist and hoist me into the air. The shock of it takes my breath away and I nearly scream again as Edward catches my earlobe between his teeth and bites down. At that moment, there was no doubt in my mind about what is going to transpire once we got into our room for the night. While I experience some fear, the majority of what I feel is excitement and unbearable need. I yearn for Edward, unlike I've yearned for any man ever before.
He puts me down right outside the entrance and straightens up before giving me a cocky grin. "After you, Miss," he says as he holds open the front door. I'm certain he only does this so he can get a nice view of my ass, and I certainly don't want to deny him a thing. Besides, I like the feel of him looking at me. It makes me feel alive and so sexy. I can't resist putting an extra swing in my hips because I know I have his undivided attention .
Edward wraps his arm around my waist as we walk toward the reception desk. The woman behind the desk gives Edward an appraising look as we make our way toward her. I can't blame her, because I know he's got what it takes to turn-on anyone. So, I can't begrudge her a stare. Besides, Edward isn't mine. At least, not yet.
While Edward turns on his charm and gets us the best room available with a nice king sized bed-a detail which I can't help but smile about-all I can do is watch him. He's so darned attractive. Even when he's not trying to be. There's just something about him that makes you feel like you're in the presence of someone really incredible. Maybe it's the way he carries himself - the confidence in his step, and the smirk he always wears on his face. He's so self-assured, so sexy. Honestly, I can't believe I haven't pounced on him sooner. I must have more self-control than I give myself credit for.
"You ready?" Edward asks with a smile as he takes the key card from the lady and ushers us back out the front door so he can grab our bags from the truck.
I tug on his hand so he stops in his tracks. "Do you have to grab our stuff now? Let's go check out the room first."
Of course, Edward immediately understands what "check out the room" means.
Moments later, he has my body pressed against the wall of the elevator as we ascend to the fourth floor. His lips are on my neck, kissing my pulse before they trail down to the top of my tits, which are peaking out of my gingham shirt. I moan as my back arches away from the wall and I press against him. His scent alone confined in this elevator is a heavy aphrodisiac for me, but when you add his lips into the mix, I can no longer think; I can only feel. I wonder if Edward knows what he does to me. I wonder if that's why he's smirking as he moves to kiss the top of one of my tits, before moving to the other.
The elevator dings and opens up to our floor. As we walk down the hall to our room, we can't seem to keep our hands to ourselves. At least, I can't seem to keep my hands to myself. As Edward quickly looks for our room, my hand trails down his back until it's resting on his jean-clad ass. This man has the most amazing butt I've ever seen. It's so round and taut! Unable to help myself, I give his ass a little squeeze. Edward chuckles and stops walking.
"You're making it difficult to walk, Bells," he teases. Causing me to pull my hand away and my cheeks flush. "It's okay. I love the attention." He winks at me and grabs the hand that was on his ass and pulls me toward the end of the hallway where we find our room.
I take a deep breath. This is it. This will be the first time I've had sex with a man who wasn't my ex in… well… a very long time. I can't help but feel nervous all of a sudden. What if I'm not what he's used to? What if I embarrass myself? What if I'm not up to par with the 'buckle bunnies' he's used to? Stop being such a Negative Nancy, Bella! I quickly reprimand myself. I'm usually so confident, but Edward makes me so incredibly nervous. Which I'm not sure if it is a good thing or a bad thing. He gives me butterflies in my stomach. He makes me feel practically nauseous with anticipation. Maybe 'nauseous' isn't the right word. I'm just so incredibly wound up with desire and anxiety that my stomach is all in knots with anticipation. I need some sort of release and I need it quickly. I hold my breath as the door opens and I'm not able to release my breath again until Edward has me safely inside.
The room is dark, which only makes my tension more palpable. His hands roam up and down my body, but he doesn't make a move to do anything else just yet. This only turns me on more. I'll be begging for him by the time he's through with me.
"Are you sure this is what you want?" Edward murmurs the question against my hot skin.
"Yes. I've never been so sure 'bout something in all my life." My answer surprises me, but it's true.
He smiles at this before flipping on the lights. Before I can register what he's doing, his lips are back on mine and he's pulling me toward the bed. The feeling of his lips on mine is all-consuming. I thirst for him like he's a tall drink of ice cold water in the desert. He ignites a fire within me that I'm sure only he could put out. His hands caress my curves as his lips tease mine, making me crave more and willing to do anything to get it. It's obvious he knows exactly what he's doing, and I don't seem to mind. Goodness gracious, I'd be more than happy to shake the hand of every girl he's been with just to thank them for giving him the practice he needed to be so incredibly out of this world right now.
In his arms I feel weightless. I feel like nothing else matters. I forget all about time and space and focus on the here and now with him. There aren't many times in a girl's life she's given the chance to be with the type of man Edward is, and I'm going to take full advantage of the hand Lady Luck has dealt me. I want to make memories with this man. I want to make memories with him all night long.
I giggle as he pushes me onto the bed, but that giggle suddenly stops when I notice his eyes rake over my body with appreciation. Suddenly, I can't get my clothes off fast enough. I want to be with him; on top of him, beneath him, on my knees with him behind me. I want him every way I can have him. If we can't accomplish that much tonight, then we have the rest of the trip to try.
Edward gives me a questioning look, his eyes conveying the message that this is my last chance to back out as he unbuckles his belt and reaches for his fly. He slowly pulls down the zipper without taking his eyes off me. I can't help but look on in anticipation and lick my lips as I watch him kick off his boots before pushing down his pants. He's naked underneath and I can't help but gape at him. He's utterly perfect. He's better than anything I could've imagined. As soon as his dick is free of the confines of his pants, it springs up and nearly smacks against his stomach. He's taut, rigid, and absolutely divine. Even from my spot on the bed I can see the vein that travels to the pink head of his dick pulsing. I just want to crawl across the bed and take him into my mouth, sucking him until he's hollering my name. Because my body is feeling too lethargic to move any quicker, I slowly slip off my shorts and pull off my top so I'm laying before him in only my bra and panties.
My bra ain't nothing special. Honestly, it's hard to find a bra that holds the girls up in my size. This thing had to be special ordered but it's still not as pretty as something a normal sized girl might find at Victoria's Secret. While it's basic, white lace with no frills added, Edward seems to enjoy it. Judging by his growing erection, he seems to be enjoying it a lot. Watching him, watching me, like this makes me more wet than I've ever been. Just knowing that a man as beautiful as Edward wants me, has me quivering on the mattress under his heated gaze. My eyes widen as he strips off his shirt. I knew he was built well, but I hadn't expected this. He has muscle definition without being bulky, and hairy without it being over kill. I want to lick every inch of him.
"What are you thinking, beautiful?" he asks as he puts a knee on the bed to tower over me.
"You're perfect."
He smiles. "You're stealing my lines, Bells."
I blush at his comment and blush even harder as he puts his other knee on the bed and crawls on top of me. I gasp as I feel his erection grazing my thighs and feel my pussy pulse at the sensation. I want him inside me so desperately, but it seems Edward has other plans. Knowing him, he'll want to tease me until I'm about to combust, and only then will he give in and thrust inside me. Knowing him? Really Bella? You barely- My inner voice is quickly silenced as Edward pulls down the right cup of my bra and latches onto my nipple. I moan at the warm feeling of his mouth against my hard, sensitive nipple. Moaning even louder as he circles the bud with his tongue.
Edward gazes up at me as he breaks away from my tit to give me his signature cocky smirk before pulling the other cup down and moving his attentions to my other nipple. Before I know it, I'm thrashing beneath him, searching for some friction-some relief. Edward smirks again, kissing both of my nipples, before pulling my bra off of me entirely and burying his face between my tits.
"You don't know how long I've wanted to do this." It couldn't have been that long. "Hell, since the moment I saw you in that wedding dress I just wanted to take it off of you and have my way with you," he admits as he plays with my tits. "These are so perfect," he continues to say as he worships each one. "They're so full and natural. I just want to suck on them all day."
God, would I let him. I smile and try to control my breathing so I'm not embarrassing myself as I run my fingers lazily through his unruly hair. I can barely breathe as he begins to grind his dick against my inner thighs. He slowly runs his hands up my thighs until he reaches my hips, then grabbing each side of my panties, he gives one smooth, strong yank and proceeds to rip them from my body. I open my legs for him and he settles between them. One hand leaves my tits to move down to position himself between my legs. He groans against my heaving chest as he runs the head of his dick along my folds and I know he feels how wet I am.
Edward bites down on my nipple as he continues to tease my entrance with his tip. "Do we need any protection?" he asks, his voice strained.
"No," I gasp. "I'm on the pill."
Edward runs his tongue along my nipple again before crawling up my body so his face is hovering over mine. He gives me one more questioning look, as if to ask that I'm still sure. Seeing my smile is all he needs. With one heated look and one passionate kiss, he's inside of me in one hard thrust. I cry out as he stretches me to the point it's almost painful, causing me to bite down on his shoulder so I can ride out the feeling.
When I'm ready I reach down to squeeze his ass, which feels so much more incredible than I expected it, taut and smooth and perfect, but he takes that squeeze as a signal and he begins to move. Slow at first, until he finds the rhythm that makes me squirm against him. As soon as his thrusts speed up, I realize what's happening. I'm having sex with Edward! My goodness, I'm finally moving on! I can't help but laugh because this is so exhilarating. Who would've known that sex had the power to make me feel a million times better! It must be the endorphins because I forget all about my past, my ex-fiance, and the situation I ran away from. I realize it's just Edward and me and that's all that matters. Edward silences my thoughts with his lips and thrusts until my hips are shying away from his, afraid of the powerful orgasm I know I'm on the brink of experiencing. I feel him smile against my lips as he roughly holds my hips in place, not letting me buck away from what I'm about to experience.
When he reaches between my legs to play with my clit, I'm a goner. My eyelids flutter at the sensation and I bite down on my bottom lip so hard that the metallic taste of my blood teases my tongue. As my orgasm washes over me, I can hear Edward's moans as he nears his own. It's an out of body experience as I ride the orgasmic waves as my pussy pulses around his dick. He's relentless, ravenous, and won't stop until he's had all of me. And I'll willingly give it to him.
Edward rests his head on my shoulder and I can feel him smile. "That was definitely worth waiting for," he roughly comments, sounding breathless.
It sure was. I push him away so I can crawl on top of him. Edward watches my tits bounce in his face as I rock his world.
"A man could get used to this, Bells."
That's what I'm hoping for.
A/N: I hope you guys enjoyed that! I was thinking about doing it in EPoV and posting it in my facebook group! Let me know what you guys think. And Happy New Year everyone!