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"Hey."
He smiled at her. She looked enchanting in his T-shirt, which was reaching mid-thigh on her. Her hair was loose and her cheeks were pink, and there was only one thing he wanted to do more than paint her.
"Bella." He got up from the bed and pulled her in his arms. "It's so good to have you here. My darling."
"Edward…"
Their lips met in a tender kiss, which left Edward giddy with longing. She always felt so fragile in his arms, and utterly seductive. Tonight, she tasted like peppermint.
Her fingers tangled in his hair and she made this little moaning sound, which finally did him in.
"Bella, darling…"
His left hand moved higher, until his thumb was splayed over the side of her breast.
So soft.
"You feel so good," he mumbled against her lips.
"So do you," she whispered.
"I… Are we moving too fast?"
"No…"
"I… I know I said to slow down… but…" He swallowed thickly. "It's really hard to when you look, and feel, and smell like this…"
"Edward," she sighed against his lips.
They fell into another kiss, and it was slow and delicious. Bella's hand sneaked underneath the hem of his T-shirt, gently caressing his back. It made him shudder.
With Bella, everything felt new and easy, but above all, Edward knew that he could be himself, that she accepted him just as he was.
His feelings for her, apart from the obvious, mad attraction, were complex. He was in awe and felt protective of her. She made him feel secure and she inspired him. Above all, he wanted her to be happy.
His thumb moved a little, silently asking for permission.
Bella sighed. Her nails traced his vertebrae, and when he touched her nipple through thin cotton, she moaned again.
Edward's heart was hammering against his ribcage and his breath was getting laboured. He was certain that she could feel him poke her belly, but he was too far gone to be embarrassed. If he went by her reactions, he had no reason to, anyway.
Her fingers moved lower until they were just inside the top of his pyjama pants, while her other hand came to his front, stroking from his chest to his belly.
Edward groaned.
"Edward…"
"Yes, love…"
His thumb flicked over her nipple and she whined softly.
Her breath was hot on his skin, skimming his throat, licking over his neck.
He'd known that she was a passionate woman, but tonight was eye-opening. If still waters ran deep, Bella was a prime example of that saying.
"Can you do that again?" Her voice was throaty.
"Like that?"
"Oh, God, yes."
Her hand travelled to his butt, squeezing gently. She also made sure to pull him a little closer to her, so close that he knew without a doubt that she could feel the level of his excitement.
His mouth caught hers again in a wet, passionate kiss, their groans and sighs becoming more unrestrained. Edward permitted his hands to roam her slight body until they were a happy mess of beating hearts and whispered desires.
Her hands flat on Edward's chest, she gently pushed him back until his knees hit the side of his bed.
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Hmm… Thoughts, anyone?