A/N: Thank you so much for the reviews! Sorry I haven't updated in a few days. I've been partying. You know, with the new year and all. Anyway, here is a fluffy, smutty chapter for you.
Review PLEASE and enjoy!
Happy 2009!
Previously…
I smiled at him lovingly. "I think I need a cold shower," I mumbled, looking away and flushing.
He leaned in to whisper in my ear, bringing on a whole new wave of arousal.
"I think I'll join you, love. Though I can't promise we'll get very clean," His husky voice dropped at the end of his sentence.
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He chuckled softly in my ear, his cool breath sending a shiver down my spine. He slid the soft white robe down my shoulders, taking it the rest of the way off of me as I giggled playfully.
Edwards muscles contracted around my waist gently as he picked me up bridal style. I was still giggling. The way he made me feel… it was so euphoric, greater than any high you could imagine. Every second I was with him was pure ecstasy, indescribable, complete and utter happiness. Oh no. I flushed, hard. I could feel the tears coming.
I put my chin on his shoulder as he carried me gracefully to the bathroom. He sat me on the sink, and I crossed my legs and put my chin in my hands, not wanting my tears to ruin the perfect day. But I couldn't keep a few from escaping my lids. I watched Edward as he took off his shirt, his back smooth as stone. Perfection. Before he finished undressing, he turned the shower on, and steam quickly filled the bathroom.
After undressing, he looked at me, concern deep in his topaz eyes, his brow furrowed. I looked away. Edward strode over to me, parted my legs and settled between them, taking my face in his hands. I swallowed hard and sighed, and his eyes followed my throat as it contracted, and my lips as they parted.
"Are you okay, love?" I closed my eyes as his voice hit my eardrums.
I opened my eyes and he was still staring at me, trying to read me.
"Edward…" my voice broke, and I flushed. I tried again. "You… just make me… so happy. I'm so complete, sitting right here with you. If I could stare into your eyes forever, or even just hold your hand, or stroke your face… it would be… the single most euphoric eternity. Ever." His eyes warmed at my words, solid gold melting liquid in seconds.
He said nothing, he just picked me up, and my legs wrapped themselves around his hips of their own accord. His lips traveled down my neck, over my collarbone, between my breasts and back up again, my skin breaking out goose bumps, until they found my lips. All that could be heard was the water beating down on the tile, and the smooth whisper of our lips dancing.
Our hands memorized each others faces, stroking and fingering every surface they ran across. I didn't know until my goose bumps went away, that he had transported us to the heated shower. He leaned me against the wall, and I looked into his eyes, my hands still on his face. He looked like a God in the shower, water cascading down his pecks, water dripping off his bronze hair. I could feel his arousal on my stomach and my hands traveled down to it, stroking it lightly. I felt Edward tense, and his lips found my ear again.
"Isabella Cullen," he began, "You have made me come alive again. After years of being alone, you set my soul alight. You don't know how long I'd waited for you. You make me feel so complete and cherished, and I just want you to feel… how I feel. I want you to know how you can make my non-existent blood boil at just a flick of your hair. You make my non-existent pulse race with every drop of color that fills your cheeks. Just the thought of you, just the thought of your beautiful name can make me hard, Bella. And you're the only one who has ever, you're the only one who will ever do that to me." He groaned quietly as he slipped his erection into my waiting core. I had already been tingling at his words. He groaned into my ear as he pumped into me once. "Ah, fuck. You… you're the only one, Mrs. Cullen."
My hands gripped at his back, my nails digging into his contracting back muscles as he thrust into me once more. I contracted my vaginal muscles, making him growl lightly.
"Edward… faster. Edward, I'm yours. Make me yours, Mr. Cullen." He pulled out of me almost all the way, and I whimpered. "Please, Edward." He slammed into me, filling me to the hilt.
"Ah." He sighed in my ear. He started to the thrust harder, making my back hit the shower wall. My legs were slick my with juices, water, and sweat. I dug my heels into his ass, trying to stay up. His hands shot under my thighs, keeping me stable, as he buried his head in the crook of my neck, inhaling. He abruptly pulled out, leaving me breathless and needing release. "Edward, what--" He set me down on my feet, and I swayed. He kept his hands on my hips, steadying me, huffing unneeded breaths into my ear.
"Turn around, Bella." I did as he said, trying to subtly chafe my legs together. I needed friction. "Put your hands against the wall." I complied. He trailed his long, cold fingers down my spine, and between my ass crack, all the way to my slit. I circled my clit once, and my legs spread wider as I moaned loudly.
"Fuck… baby, come on. I need to feel you in me." That was all he needed to hear. He slipped into me from behind, pushing me against the wall. My hands made screeching noises as they slid down the slick wall. The moisture in the air had me inhaling the thick, musty scent of our sex as he pounded into my contracting walls again and again. I concentrated on his breath in my ear, grunting, bringing me closer and closer to my release.
His fingers vigorously rubbed my clit and I screamed, my stomach clenching hard. I growled and grinded my teeth together.
"Milk me, Bella." His voice made me come undone, and we climaxed together, his cock filling me up and his sweet come spilling out of me, my walls contracting hard. He grinded into my back side, his balls tingling. I huffed against the wall, spent and sweaty.
He laughed musically in my ear, still breathing heavily. "So much for getting clean…"