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Previously…
"Honestly, Mike was way too boozed to be handling you like that." His velvet voice flooded with jealousy. I loved this side of Edward, though I would never be able to tell him that. Overprotective was incredibly sexy, and the green monster just turned me on more.
"How do you feel about a picnic in our meadow?" Edward had calmed. He looked at me lovingly and all I could do was nod. That sounded just about perfect.
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After stopping at his house to accommodate food, a blanket, and a basket, he pulled the Volvo along the side of the highway. I stepped out into the darkness. It must have been at least nine. Edward scooped me up into his arms, handing me the basket full of goodies.
He ran at vampire speed to our meadow, weaving through branches and thorn bushes and dodging trees and moss covered rocks. I concentrated on his even breath and steady pace. We could have been walking for all I knew, my face buried in the crook of Edward's neck, inhaling his delicious scent.
When we got to the meadow, he set me down, letting me steady myself before letting go of my arms. He lay out the blanket evenly, gesturing me to lay on it. I looked up at him as he settled himself on top of me, his legs straddling mine, his weight on his forearms, on either side of my head.
He whispered against my lips. "Being in those ridiculous airports and crowded airplanes all day has denied me the right to ravage my all too willing wife," he said, parting my legs with his hand and stroking my clit with the seam of my jeans. "And I'm sure you're a bit frustrated, aren't you baby?" I nodded, tilting up my chin so he could kiss my neck.
He had my leather belt off in a flash, snapping it on his thigh. He unbuttoned his pants with his teeth, moving at an incredibly torturing slow pace. He pulled my jeans down, along with my panties, sliding his nose down my thigh. I squirmed.
He ran his finger up my slit before plunging two of them into my pussy. I could feel myself envelope around him, wanting more. My hips thrust up, meeting his wrist and my back arched.
"More, Edward." He added another finger, twisting them and turning them, plunging them deeper and deeper into me. His thumb flicked my clit, and I screamed. He leaned down and sucked my clit with his expert mouth, groaning and sending delicious vibrations through my core. I came long and hard, and his mouth viciously lapped at my release and I grinded into his face.
He pulled his fingers out my pussy, offering them to me. I sucked his fingers, relishing the taste of my own juices. I sat up, now spent and hungry. I smiled at Edward. "Thank you babe, that was a great appetizer."
"Anytime." He laughed, running his hand through his hair.
Edward had packed watermelon and lunch meat. He made me a turkey sandwich with provolone cheese and sat patiently as I ate it. He'd sure learned a lot from food network.
When we were done eating, Edward packed up the blanket and basket, and then picked me up and headed for the car. I kissed his neck the whole time he was running, lapping and licking and smooching every part I could reach.
When we reached the car, he pinned me up against the Volvo and grinded his erection into my core. "I could have hit a tree," he chuckled. "You are so getting it when we get home."
My stomach clenched in anticipation.
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We drove on the highway, and arrived into town. As we passed the Lodge, I noticed Mike's Honda pulling out. He turned toward us, only two cars behind us. Edward kept glancing in the rear view mirror, and I followed his eyes. He was trying to loose Mike, without breaking the speed limit. Not breaking the speed limit? I laughed internally, this was very unlike Edward.
A few minutes later, we came to a red light. I heard a long, obnoxious honk, before I heard an engine sputter and accelerate. Before I knew what had happened, we'd been hit by another car, crashing against the passenger side, and Edward tried to guard me with his arms, but he, for once, was too late.
My rib cracked audibly. My head slammed against the dash board, and I felt blood trickle down my neck. I could smell it. I'm sure Edward could too…
No. This would not be harder for him than it was for me. I tried to warn him, but failed as I slipped into unconsciousness.