Title: Wait for You
By: Liz
Rating: M
Disclaimers: The characters are not mine, any and all music is not mine, only the plot and my words belong to me.
Notes: Thanks to everyone who has reviewed so far and all those who wanted "Extracurricular Activities" turned into a full-length story. This is chapter 2 of many, many to come. A million and a half thanks to goo82 for being so awesome and being there every step of the way to bounce ideas off of and to offer up some fantastic ones of her own. This would be impossible if not for her (or it at least wouldn't be very good ;).
Chapter 2
Bella was waiting for Edward in the living room when he returned. "So," she said, raising an eyebrow. "Mooning over me?"
Edward came and sat next to her on the couch. "I have no idea what Alice was talking about," he said, widening his eyes innocently.
"You don't, huh?"
Edward shook his head. "Nope. Mooning, me?" He snorted. "Now, pining after." He pressed a soft kiss to her lips. "Lusting after." Another kiss. "Wanting desperately." At this, he pulled her into his arms and kissed her until they were both breathless. Edward rested his forehead against Bella's. "Well, those words might begin to cover it."
Bella smiled at him, the familiar giddy feeling running through her at his words. She knew she could quite happily spend the whole day sitting there on the couch in Edward's arms, but she forced herself to stand. "Come on," she said, reaching a hand down to him.
He took her hand, reaching over to grab his duffle bag with his free hand, and stood. "Where are we going?"
"Upstairs."
Edward raised an eyebrow at her, grinning, and Bella felt herself blush crimson once more. "I mean, well, the shower is upstairs," she hastened to explain. "And I thought that now you have clean clothes from Alice you would want to shower and..."
She trailed off, her face still flaming, and Edward took pity on her. "That sounds wonderful," he said, leaning forward to kiss her forehead softly. "As much as I would love to do nothing more than spend the day on the couch with you in my arms, I'm probably starting to smell offensive."
"You smell good to me," Bella answered truthfully, blushing only slightly this time when Edward gave her a knowing grin.
"Lead the way," he told her.
They made their way upstairs and Bella stopped in front of the bathroom. "This is the bathroom," she said unnecessarily, turning on the light.
Edward smiled. "Thanks. I'll try to be quick."
"Take your time," Bella responded, heading down the hallway to her bedroom. The moment she walked into her bedroom, however, something occurred to her. "Oops. Edward?" Edward had already turned the shower on, however, and could not hear her over the water. Bella opened the linen closet in the hall and pulled out the fluffiest, newest looking towel she could find before making her way back to the bathroom door. "Edward?" she called, knocking gently on the door. No response. "Edward?" She cracked the door, cautiously poking her head into the small room.
The curtain pulled back slightly and Bella gasped aloud at the sight before her. Edward's hair was plastered to his head and tiny drops of water caught in his long eyelashes making them look even longer. With her eyes, she traced a rivulet of water as it made its way slowly down his shoulder, over his collarbone, past his well defined abs, and down behind the shower curtain that hung in front of the rest of his body.
"Bella?"
Bella pulled her eyes from Edward's body with a start and met his gaze. "Um, I forgot to give you a towel," she told him, holding it out in front of her. "I'll, um, I'll just leave this on the counter."
Edward grinned. "Okay." He watched as Bella set the towel down and turned to leave. "Bella?" She turned and he motioned her toward him. She approached him and he leaned down to press his lips gently to hers. "Thanks."
She smiled, her knees going weak at the sensation of the watery kiss. "Welcome," she managed. She took a deep breath. "I'll be in my room when you're done," she told him. Realizing how that might sound, she blushed and hurried out of the bathroom without another word. Edward chuckled to himself and closed the shower curtain again. Good thing her shower curtain isn't see through, he thought to himself, looking down at his very prominent erection. God, the things that girl could do to him without even trying. He shook his head and turned his attention back to the task at hand, intent on getting out of the shower and having Bella back in his arms as soon as possible.
While Edward showered, Bella made a sweep of her room. She quickly gathered the dirty clothing in her closet and tossed it all into her laundry basket. She brought the basket down to the laundry room, stopping on her way back up to take a quick look in the living room. She folded up the newspaper from the day before where Charlie had left it next to his chair and dumped the whole mess into the recycling bin in the garage.
Quickly surveying the rest of the first floor, she nodded her head in satisfaction before hurrying back upstairs to her room. She closed the door to Charlie's room on her way, noting that the water for the shower was still running.
Back in her bedroom, she surveyed the small room critically. Her dirty laundry was downstairs, there were no bras or panties sticking out of her dresser, her CDs were stacked on the bookcase and her bed was made. Right. So, nothing to do but kill time until Edward got out of the shower, then.
She pulled her copy of Pride & Prejudice from the bookshelf and flopped down on her bed. Rereading this for the 800th time should distract her until Edward was finished. She was only a few pages in when she noticed how heavy her eyelids felt. In the familiar comfort of her bed, the adrenaline and giddiness of the previous night and this morning were starting to wear off and she felt a large yawn building. Maybe she'd just close her eyes for a minute. She had spent the night sleeping on a cold floor, it was only reasonable she'd feel so tired and comfortable in her own bed. Besides, Edward would be out of the shower shortly and then they'd figure out what to do with the rest of their day. It wasn't like she was going to fall asleep or anything...
Edward exited the bathroom, fully dressed and eager to see Bella once more. He walked down the hall to the only open door he saw, calling her name as he walked into the room. "Bella?" He saw that she was curled up on her bed, her back to him. She didn't move at the sound of her name and he set his bag gently on the ground before quietly making his way around the bed so he could see her face. "Bella?" he said again, his voice soft so as not to startle her. She didn't stir and he took a moment to watch her sleep. She looked so peaceful and comfortable, he found he just didn't have the heart to wake her. He stretched and yawned widely. Maybe she had had the right idea. The floor of a supply closet was not exactly the most comfortable bed in the world.
He walked back around to the other side of the bed and eased himself down next to Bella. The moment his body came into contact with hers, she stirred. "Edward?" she murmured.
"Yes, love, it's me," he whispered, wrapping his arms around her from behind and spooning up behind her back.
She smiled sleepily. "Good," she replied, snuggling back against his body. Using his feet, Edward grabbed a lightweight blanket from the foot of the bed and pulled it up and over their bodies. "Didn't mean to fall asleep," she muttered.
"Shh, it's all right, Bella. We'll have a nap and then decide what to do with the rest of the day."
"Okay," she murmured. "Goodnight, Edward. I'm glad you're here with me."
Edward couldn't stop the enormous smile that spread across his face. "Me, too, love," he whispered back. Bella's even breathing told him she was already asleep and with a contented sigh, Edward pulled her closer. He pressed a soft kiss to the exposed skin on the back of her neck and within moments, he, too, was sleeping soundly.
Bella wasn't sure where she was but she knew she had never been so comfortable nor had she ever felt so safe at any other time in her life. As she stretched slightly, her body came into a warm shape behind her and she froze. Her eyes flew open and she glanced around frantically a moment before she heard a soothing voice in her ear. "Easy, Bella," Edward said softly. "It's just me."
Bella relaxed instantly, turning over onto her other side so that she was facing Edward. "Mmm, hi," she mumbled, snuggling up against his chest.
He chuckled, pressing a kiss to the top of her head. "Hi. Did you have a nice nap?"
Bella stretched fully this time, pulling back from Edward slightly. "Yes," she said, smiling up at him. "How long was I out?" she asked, rolling over to check her alarm clock. "Geez!" she said, sitting up quickly. "How did we sleep so long?"
"Relax, Bella," Edward said, sitting up next to her. "It was only a couple hours. And it was a very nice nap, if I do say so myself."
"But it's the middle of the afternoon," Bella groaned. "I didn't really want to spend all of my time with you sleeping," she admitted.
"Why, Miss Swan, whatever are you suggesting?" Edward asked, raising an eyebrow.
Bella swatted him in the shoulder. "Mind out of the gutter," she instructed him. "I was thinking about a movie or a walk or something."
Edward stretched languidly. "A movie sounds great," he said. "Tomorrow, we'll have the whole day and I want to take you somewhere. It's a surprise," he said, anticipating the question as soon as Bella opened her mouth.
She pouted for a minute. "Fine. Movie it is, then." She rose from the bed and walked toward the door. "Oh, and if you're lucky," she said, looking back over her shoulder at him, "we might get around to stuff other than sleeping and movies later."
Edward leapt to his feet and Bella shrieked, running down the stairs as he tore after her. He caught up to her in the living room, wrapping his arms around her and dropping them onto the couch together with her in his lap. "Bella, you will be the death of me," he mumbled, burying his face in her neck.
"Hey!"
He looked up, smiling at the indignant expression on her face. "Trust me, that was a compliment," he assured her, pulling her face down to his for a kiss. The kiss quickly intensified and Bella shifted so that she was straddling Edward's lap. He groaned, wrapping his arms tightly around her back and pulling the upper half of her body flush against his. One hand trailed up into her hair, his hand holding her head firmly in position.
Bella finally pulled away, tentatively trailing light kisses down his throat to his pulse point. Experimentally, she sucked on it gently and heard Edward moan, the vibrations pulsing against her lips. "Bella." His hands slipped under her bottom, shifting her even closer, and she could feel his erection straining against his jeans. She rubbed herself against him, causing both of them to moan at the delicious friction her movements created.
Edward's hand slipped to the hem of Bella's henley and he had just begun trailing his fingers up underneath it when the shrill ring of the phone sounded suddenly from the kitchen. Bella pulled back and she and Edward looked at each other a moment, both trying to get their breathing under control.
"Leave it," Edward groaned, pulling her back to him.
But Bella wiggled out of his arms and stood. "With my luck, it'd be Charlie and he'd come racing home, thinking I'd burned the house down or something. I'll be right back."
Bella skidded around the corner to the kitchen and snatched the receiver from the phone on the wall. "Hello?" She had tried to keep her voice even but knew her ragged breathing had probably given her away.
"Bella? Is that you? Are you all right?"
"Ang?"
"Oh, Bella. Where have you been? Are you all right? You took off this morning without a word, I've been so worried."
It was the most Bella had ever heard the normally quiet girl say at one time. "Ang, yes, I'm fine, I promise," she told her friend.
"But Edward Cullen was in there with you and he was not wearing a shirt! Did he hurt you, Bella?"
"No! Oh, Ang, no, it was nothing like that, I swear!" Bella exclaimed, horrified. "Look, we accidentally got locked in the closet yesterday afternoon. If you hadn't come along, we'd probably still be there. Thanks for that, by the way," she added absently. "But I'm fine. And Edward's fine. In fact," she continued, lowering her voice slightly, "he's in the living room right now. So can I call you later? I'll tell you the whole story, promise."
"When's later?" Angela asked suspiciously.
"Um, tomorrow night?"
Angela sighed. "All right, Bella. I trust your judgement. But please call me as soon as you can, okay?"
"Okay. And thanks, Ang."
Bella hung up the phone and returned to the living room. Edward was sprawled across the couch and he opened his arms to her. She sank gratefully down next to him, leaning against his chest. "Everything all right?" he asked, looping his arms around her waist from behind.
She nodded. "It was Angela. She wanted to make sure I was all right." She paused. "And that you hadn't attacked me or anything."
Edward was torn between laughing at the absurdity of the thought and anger at imagining anyone daring to harm his Bella. "You set her straight, I hope," he said after a moment.
"Well, a little bit," Bella said. "I told her you hadn't done anything wrong. But I promised I'd call her back tomorrow and I know she'll want a better explanation. She's hardly a Jessica Stanley, but she does worry sometimes."
"Well, if you would like to tell her the truth, I am okay with that," Edward said.
Bella twisted her head to look at him. "Are you sure?"
"Only if you talk me up," he teased. She wrinkled her nose at him and he laughed. "No, honestly, if you would like to tell her, it is up to you. She's your best friend. She wouldn't be the first to know, either," he added.
Bella pulled out of his arms and turned to face him fully. "What?"
Edward grimaced. "Yeah, um, Alice somehow figured it out," he told her. "I swear I only told her we were locked in the closet and that we had talked and kissed some. When she dragged me outside, she confronted me and I was too surprised to lie." He looked at Bella worriedly. "Is that okay?"
Bella paused to consider. "Well, I know how close you are. And you're okay with me telling Angela, so it's only fair."
"What about the rest of my siblings?" Edward asked cautiously.
Bella was quiet a few moments. "Are you positive they wouldn't say anything to anyone else?"
Edward didn't hesitate. "I'd bet my life on it. And I wouldn't give them details or anything," he added hastily. "Just that we're together and what happened between us. They don't need to know any more than that."
Bella studied his face carefully a moment. "All right," she finally agreed. "But no one else, okay?"
"Absolutely not," Edward agreed. "Unless you want to tell someone. Personally, I just want to keep you all to myself. Everyone already knows how brilliant and gorgeous you are, I'm not going to tempt them any more by sharing details of your other talents."
Bella grabbed a pillow from the couch and smacked Edward in the chest with it. "Very funny," she said, but she was smiling.
"Who's joking?" Edward asked, pulling her back into his arms. He rested his head against hers, the sweet scent of strawberries and freesia filling his senses. "My beautiful Bella," he murmured. Bella smiled to herself, relishing the feel of Edward's arms around her, his heart beating steadily beneath her ear.
That sat that way for some time before Edward finally broke the silence. "Bella?"
"Hmm?"
"Did you want to put on a movie?"
Bella gave a dramatic sigh and pulled out of his arms. "Couldn't think of a better way to tell me your arms were getting tired?" she teased.
"Bella, my arms will never get tired of holding you," he told her. He was smiling but the expression in his eyes was serious and Bella blushed.
"Well, I'm glad," she said boldly. "'Cause I don't think I'll ever get tired of having your arms around me."
"Good," he said, kissing her forehead. "Then let's pick a movie quickly so my arms can get back where they belong."
Bella grinned. "You are so cheesy."
"And you love it," Edward replied, grinning.
They stood from the couch and walked over to the battered entertainment center that housed Bella's sparse collection of DVDs. "I'm not really a chick flick kind of girl," she warned him, pulling the cabinet door open. "So I hope you didn't have your heart set on Titanic or something."
"No Titanic?" Edward gasped, a mock pained expression on his face. "What will we watch?" He leaned in next to Bella to read the DVD titles then pulled back, staring at her.
"What?" she asked, suddenly very self-conscious about her movie selection.
"What? Evil Dead, Hot Fuzz, Shaun of the Dead, The Mummy?" He leaned down and kissed her soundly. "Just when I thought you couldn't get any more perfect."
Bella grinned. "Told you I'm not a chick flick kind of girl."
Edward smiled back and pulled out the Shaun of the Dead DVD. "Are you good with this?"
Bella nodded. "I am good with that."
Edward grinned to himself. In truth, he loved the movie, but that was only part of the reason he had picked it. He had watched it so many times with Emmett and Jasper that he could probably do scenes from memory. This way, he wouldn't have to worry about splitting his attention between the movie and the girl who would be in his arms, which in his opinion made it the perfect choice.
Bella set up the DVD player and the couple returned to the couch. Edward lay down first, his back propped against the arm of the couch, and Bella quickly joined him, her back against his chest while his arms wrapped around her waist once more.
Bella stretched as the end credits rolled. "Somehow, that movie never gets old."
Edward agreed. "Definitely a favorite at my house. I think that among me, Em, Jasper, Rose, and Alice, we could probably do the entire movie from memory."
Bella turned to face him. "Why didn't you say? We could have watched something you hadn't seen so many times."
Edward smiled. "Then I would have actually had to pay attention to the movie and there was something far more important demanding my attention right in front of me."
Bella ducked her head, smiling. A voice in her head screamed at her, "This is too good to be true! Be careful!" Bella, in no uncertain terms, told the voice to go to hell. "So, dinner?" she said aloud, looking up at Edward once more.
"Sounds good to me. Do you just want to order a pizza?"
Bella nodded. "What do you like on yours?"
"Mmm, mushrooms and green peppers," Edward replied. "What do you want to get on it?"
"That works for me, too. Sometimes I like pineapple on it, but it really doesn't actually matter what toppings are on it as long as it's not something gross like anchovies or hamburger meat." She shuddered.
"Why doesn't it matter?"
Bella shook her head, standing from the couch. "Trust me. So, one large mushroom and green pepper pizza? And maybe some soda, too – I think we're out."
"Diet Pepsi for me."
Bella agreed. "I'll just get a big one for us to share then. Be right back." She headed into the kitchen to order the pizza and Edward sat up straight on the couch.
It was amazing, Edward reflected, thinking how things could change so much in such a very short time. Only a little more than 24 hours ago, he had been so sure he would only be able to be with Bella in his dreams and fantasies. And yet, now, here he sat, with the real flesh and blood girl in his arms. And she was even more incredible than he could have imagined. He silently thanked whatever higher force had seen fit to allow him to finally be with the girl he loved. Might want to hold off on telling her that just yet, he thought to himself. Don't want to scare her and send her running. Their relationship was still in the earliest of early stages; that confession probably needed to wait a bit. Still, he knew it was only a matter of time before he told her just how deeply he cared for her.
Bella re-entered the room and found Edward sitting on the couch staring unseeingly at the blank tv screen with a small, happy smile on his face. "Edward?" He looked up at her and his small smile grew into the full on crooked one that Bella loved so much. "Is everything all right?"
He nodded. "Couldn't be better."
She sat down on the couch next to him. "What are you thinking about?"
"Pizza," he said with a straight face. "And zombies."
Bella laughed. "Remind me not to ever ask you about your dreams."
"Who needs dreams," Edward said seriously, draping an arm across her shoulder.
Bella snuggled against his side happily. "Tell me more about your family," she said after a moment.
"What do you want to know?" he asked, running his fingers lazily through a section of her hair.
Bella shrugged. "How do you guys celebrate holidays in your family? Are there traditions that you always follow?"
Edward smiled. "Holidays are a big deal in the Cullen household. I blame Alice, but my mom and Emmett are just as bad as she is sometimes." He launched into a story about previous Christmases and in a matter of moments, Bella was completely engrossed in his tale.
Edward was telling Bella how every year Alice loved going to the toy stores to buy a million toys for the various local charity toy drives for children when they were interrupted by a knock at the door. "Hold that thought," Bella said, rising and heading to the front door. She opened the door and was surprised to find one of her classmates, Aaron Hurley, on her front steps.
"Hey, Bella," he said with an easy smile.
"Hey, Aaron. Wow, um, I didn't know you worked at Mama Rosa's."
Aaron shrugged. "I've already had two older brothers go through college," he told her. "They drilled it into my head that I'm going to need to save up some extra money ahead of time or I'll be living on Ramen noodles." He smiled. "It's not a bad gig. I get to see people I know and my boss gives me free pizza."
"Oh, sorry," Bella said, reaching out to take the pizza from his hand and handing him the bills in her hand. "That's pretty smart," she told him. "Saving up, I mean. I should probably start thinking about that."
Aaron smiled. "Ah, Bella, everyone knows you'll probably go on a full ride anyway," he teased her. "You won't need to worry much." Bella blushed. "Hey, don't be embarrassed, I think it's awesome," he told her honestly. "I wish I was smart enough for a scholarship. Instead, I guess I'll just have to rely on pizza," he added with a wink.
Bella laughed. "Well, that is one way to go," she replied. "Plus, like you said, free food. Excellent perk."
"Yeah, well…" Aaron trailed off suddenly and Bella looked behind her.
Edward had started wondering what was taking so long and couldn't deny that he was more than a little curious when he heard Bella talking and laughing with someone. He came to stand next to Bella, taking the pizza from her with one hand and sliding an arm around her waist. "Hey, Aaron," he said. His voice was friendly but Aaron didn't miss the subtle warning in his eyes.
"Hey, man, good to see you," Aaron said, trying to hide his surprise at the sight of the unlikely couple before him. "Well, I better get back. More hungry people to feed and all that. Night, Bella. Later, Edward."
"Bye," Bella called as Edward shut the door. Edward turned and walked into the kitchen with the pizza and Bella followed. She stood watching him a moment as he pulled out plates and napkins for the pizza. Had Edward been jealous? she wondered. Then she laughed at herself. Yeah, right. Like Aaron had been interested in her. Edward was just hungry and wondering where the food was. They returned to the living room with the pizza, napkins and plates, Bella grabbing a fork from the kitchen for herself.
"Don't tell me you're one of those people who eats her pizza with a fork," Edward said in mock horror.
Bella shook her head. "Just need it to do this," she responded, scraping the cheese off of her pizza and onto the plate.
Edward looked at her in amazement. "You don't like cheese?"
"I love cheese. I just, I don't know, I've always eaten my pizza this way. Usually Charlie eats the cheese. You're welcome to it," she added, folding her now cheeseless pizza in half and taking a bite.
Edward smiled as something occurred to him. "That's why you said it doesn't matter what we get on it," he realized.
Bella nodded. "I'll eat the toppings themselves," she told him, picking up a piece of green pepper and popping it into her mouth. "I just like it better this way."
Edward shook his head in amusement. "You are an interesting girl, Swan," he told her.
She smiled back. "So, tell me more about Cullen holidays. Or tell me about your mom and dad. What are they like? What do they do for a living? Well, I know your dad is a doctor. What does your mom do?"
Edward smiled fondly. "My mom's an architect," he told her. "And my parents are pretty great. They always listen to everyone's side of things before they make a decision and we all know, even Rose and Jasper, that we can go to them about anything."
The two continued to talk, finishing off the pizza quickly as they each told stories about their families and childhoods. When the pizza was finished, they moved back onto the couch, Edward wrapping Bella in his arms once more. He held one of Bella's hands in his and was gently running his fingers along her palm while Bella talked about vacations with Charlie when she interrupted herself with a yawn.
"Come on, let's move this conversation upstairs," Edward said.
"Sorry, I'm not tired, really," Bella protested.
Edward shrugged. "Yeah, but it'll be more comfortable upstairs. We can get changed and hang out in your room and talk."
Bella agreed and stood, pulling Edward up behind her. They quickly cleaned up the remains of their dinner and headed upstairs. Edward offered Bella first turn in the bathroom and she disappeared into the room as Edward continued on to her bedroom. He dug his toothbrush and a pair of pajama pants out of the duffle bag, rolling his eyes when he saw that Alice had conveniently "forgotten" to pack him a t-shirt to wear to bed. He'd have to have a talk with his sister about her "helping" his relationship with Bella.
His thoughts were cut off by Bella's entrance. "It's all yours," she told him.
Edward smiled and headed to the bathroom. "Be right back."
In the bathroom, he washed his face and brushed his teeth, pulling on his pajama pants and leaving on the t-shirt he was currently wearing. He returned to the bedroom and stopped just inside the door, closing it softly behind him. Bella was pulling back the covers on her bed, dressed in short shorts and a camisole and Edward couldn't help letting his eyes roam over her body, entranced by the fluidity of her movements.
She looked up and saw him watching her, smiling at him as her cheeks turned slightly pink. "I figured we'd be pretty comfortable here," she said. She suddenly looked nervous. "But we don't have to. I mean, we can sit on the floor. And if you want to sleep down on the couch or something…"
Edward crossed the tiny room to her side in three strides. "This is perfect," he assured her, kissing her softly. "And I definitely don't want to sleep downstairs on the couch." He sat down on the bed and gently pulled her down next to him. "Is this okay?"
Bella nodded and Edward leaned over, turning off the bedside lamp. He lay down on his back and Bella curled up next to him, pulling the covers over their bodies and resting her head on his shoulder. "This is definitely better than the floor of the bio closet," Edward said, one hand gently stroking Bella's hair, his other hand reaching across to clasp Bella's in his own.
"This is nice," Bella agreed, moving her head to rest on Edward's chest. Edward's scent surrounded her and she inhaled deeply, committing his unique smell to memory. The feeling of Edward's hand in her hair was extremely comforting and Bella's eyes fluttered shut of their own volition.
"Am I losing you?" Edward asked, a smile in his voice.
Bella's eyes flew open and she pulled herself back a little so that she could meet Edward's gaze. "Of course not," she replied. "I already told you I don't want to waste all of my time with you sleeping."
Edward raised an eyebrow. "Did you have something else in mind?"
Bella smiled shyly. "I might." She reached a hand up to the side of Edward's face, gently cupping her palm against his cheek. In the faint light from the moon and the streetlamps outside, she could see her own feelings mirrored in Edward's eyes and she leaned up to press a soft kiss to his lips. Her lips left his and she began trailing feather light kisses up his jawline. Remembering how he had reacted the night before, she nibbled gently on his ear, his moan and the sudden hardness pressing against her leg letting her know that last night's reaction had not been a fluke. She shifted a bit then, moving to press a soft kiss to the sensitive spot behind his ear.
Edward growled and pulled her lips down to his in a forceful kiss. Bella's lips parted willingly beneath his and his tongue entered her mouth, intensifying the kiss. "The death of me, I swear," Edward mumbled, trailing kisses down Bella's throat to her collarbone.
Bella ran her hands down Edward's back, her fingers tugging at the hem of his shirt. Edward removed his lips from Bella's skin for an instant, allowing her to pull his shirt over his head. He quickly returned the favor, sending her camisole flying, before locking his arms around her again. Bella sighed into Edward's mouth at the incredible feeling of their bare chests pressed together. She scraped her nails lightly down his back, thrilling in the guttural moan this elicited from Edward.
Edward reached his hands down to cup her bottom, pulling her flush against him so that her core was pressed to his erection. Bella gasped, rubbing herself against him in an effort to soothe the ache that was swiftly building between her legs. Edward groaned and grabbed the waistband of her shorts, pulling both shorts and panties down in one quick movement.
He slid a finger into Bella's wet center, capturing her moan of pleasure with his mouth as his lips claimed hers again. "So beautiful," he whispered against her lips, sliding another finger in to join the first. Bella's hips bucked against his fingers and he began to stroke her gently.
Bella pressed herself onto Edward's fingers, needing more. She moved her hands to the waistband of his pajama pants, gently tugging them down past his knees. Edward made quick work of them, sliding them off the rest of the way and knocking them to the floor.
Continuing to writhe against him, Bella reached down and took his large erection in her hand. Edward swore he felt his heart stop for a moment as Bella's tiny hand encircled his cock and began to slide up and down at a torturously slow pace. His fingers pressed a little harder than usual against Bella's clit and she yelped.
Edward pulled back immediately. "God, Bella, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to-"
Bella cut him off, pressing her small hand gently against his mouth. "You didn't. It feels incredible. But I need you inside of me. Now."
Edward swore he felt his cock get even harder and he growled low in his throat, crushing his lips to Bella's in a wildly passionate kiss. He pulled back after a moment and grinned wickedly. "Want to be on top this time?"
Even in the soft light of the moonlight spilling through the window, Edward could see the faint blush that spread its way across Bella's bare skin and his eyes roamed over her body. "You know, I didn't think that could get any sexier," he murmured, leaning in to press a soft kiss to her bare shoulder. His eyes met hers again.
"Um," Bella began nervously. "I don't know what I'm doing, Edward. I mean, I never, before you and I-"
"Bella, it's all right," Edward said, cutting her off with a gentle finger to her lips. "I never had before you, either, remember? And you don't have to. I don't want you to do anything that will make you uncomfortable." He kissed her tenderly and Bella melted against him.
Edward started to shift them so that Bella would be on her back but to his surprise, he felt Bella's tiny hands pushing against his shoulders. "Bella?" He pulled back, afraid that he had done something wrong and she wanted to stop.
But stopping was the furthest thing from Bella's mind at that moment. "You said I could be on top," she said, bringing her legs around to straddle Edward's prone body.
"So I did," he murmured. She raised herself over his erection a little hesitantly and he reached his hands down to her hips. "It's okay," he said gently. "We'll go slow." Bella smiled down at him and then began to lower herself onto him.
She gasped as Edward first entered her and he instantly stilled his movements until she met his gaze to let him know it was okay. Edward kept his hands on her waist and lowered her fully onto him, the two moaning simultaneously at the incredible feeling of this new position.
Bella's hands pressed against Edward's chest, pressing her breasts together as she positioned herself above him and found her balance. After a moment, she began rocking her hips forward, delighting in the new sensations this position created. Edward's hands remained at her waist, guiding her as she found her rhythm and sped up her movements.
They rocked back and forth, meeting thrust for thrust and Edward knew he was close. He slipped a hand down between their bodies, his thumb finding her clit. He began to stroke, gently at first but quickly picking up in intensity. "Edward," Bella gasped.
"Cum for me, love," Edward murmured. "Cum, my beautiful Bella."
"Edward!" A final rough stroke from Edward's thumb sent her over the edge and Edward watched the gorgeous creature above him in wonder.
Her head was thrown back, her lips slightly parted as she chanted his name over and over like a prayer. Edward had never seen anything more erotic as Bella rode out her orgasm above him and with a final thrust, he joined her in release, groaning her name.
They lay a few moments in each other's arms, completely spent. Finally, Bella slid off of Edward and curled up next to his side.
"God, Bella," Edward groaned, nuzzling her neck gently. "You are incredible, you know that?"
Bella smiled dreamily, loving the feel of Edward's arms around her and his lips on her throat. "So are you," she murmured.
Edward drew back slightly so that he could pull Bella into his arms. "I never would have thought being locked in a closet overnight could turn out to be one of the best things that ever happened to me," he murmured, pressing a soft kiss to her forehead.
"Mmm," Bella murmured, snuggling against Edward's chest. "Give you a new appreciation of Biology, did it?"
"And then some," Edward responded, pulling Bella closer.
Bella giggled. "Goodnight, Edward," she said sleepily.
"Sweet dreams, love," he whispered into her ear.