Bella held Carlisle as he laid on top of her. It was the middle of the night and the two of them had explored the physical side of their relationship without overthinking it like they had in their most recent weeks.
Being with Carlisle felt easy for a Bella. For so long she never could have pictured herself with anyone else - especially Carlisle. But now, she felt like she was right where she was supposed to be at this stage in her life.
Everything was different - yet oddly the same. He was caring and gentle but also experienced and hungry, for a lack of better words. Bella wasn't a virgin with no idea of what to expect. She was a grown woman with lots of life experience under her belt - both pleasure and pain.
Pain had been the focal point of her life for a decade. Now, she stopped feeling guilt for experiencing pleasure. Pleasure from a man she cared about deeply for years. Their bond had simply transformed. He was a man like Edward - he had morals, principals and cared for everyone above himself.
She almost couldn't believe it. Carlisle Cullen. No wonder Esme loved him so much. He was everything a woman could want in a man and more.
"I have to work in the morning," he whispered finally after laying together for so long without really speaking. "But I hope I'll have the honor of spending tomorrow evening with you, Bella."
Separating from Carlisle after such a passionate evening felt almost painful. But she smiled as he asked her to spend the following night together. "I'd like that," she said quietly.
Carlisle lifted his head to meet her stare. "I've been volunteering to work extra shifts for years," he explained. "And I don't want to anymore."
Bella reached a hand up to run through his hair. "So don't." Was it selfish to ask him of such a thing?
Carlisle leaned down and kissed her another time. She wrapped her arms around him, and the moment began to get the best of them both again.
No one was home. It was just after one in the morning and Bella knew there was no reason to deny herself of anything. Even if it was just kissing him, it was enough. Or was it?
Carlisle's hand slid down Bella's body from the back of her bare shoulder, down the outside of her torso and beyond until his palm rested on the back of her knee as he pulled her leg upward.
"Mmm.." she moaned in anticipation, knowing he was about to push inside of her. When he did a few seconds later she hugged his body to hers, wrapping her arms around his upper back.
Carlisle thrusted up into her, creating a slow rhythm with hips so she felt every inch he had to offer. It left Bella whimpering and holding him harder as he gently nipped at her neck and laid kissed by her collar bone.
Everything he did was effective. The slow pace was coupled with forceful surges at the end of each push and Carlisle sighed into Bella's ear each time. The bed creaked beneath them and hit the wall at a more consistent pace.
Bella pushed a hand down on Carlisle's lower back, urging him on as she allowed him to pull up farther at the backs of both her legs.
"Uuhhhhhmmmm.." Bella closed her eyes and let herself go as she felt her impending finish. "Carlisle.." She grabbed a fistful of his hair and felt him moan into her chest.
"Ughhh.." Carlisle groaned when he felt her walls clench against him and pulse against him inside of her. He almost cursed but he managed to refrain and just moaned against her ear.
Bella let out another extended moan as he pushed in and out of her a little harder during her orgasm. It immediately left Carlisle in the same state, unable to hold back a release as he buried himself deep inside of her.
His upper body stiffened as Bella held him hard, encouraging him through finish as e breathed heavily against her neck with his forehead on the pillow.
She laid on her back with Carlisle in her arms on top of her. Bella tried to steady her heavy breathing but the feel of him inside of her, even dormant as he laid still, left her yearning for all that she just had and more.
He's so good, she thought. Bella traced invisible lines up and down the muscular lines in his back.
"Ohhh Bella," Carlisle finally breathed the words into her ear. "Mmm.." He swallowed hard and Bella pulled him to her and planted a string of kisses down his neck, making him moan quietly.
When his teeth gently latched onto Bella's earlobe, she moaned back. "Carlisle, I want you again.."
What is going on with me? Bella wondered in her mind. She felt like another part of her being took over completely - the part of her that had been self-deprived of the pleasures of sex for over a decade.
"Mmm.." Carlisle attacked her neck more aggressively. Bella suspected he must have felt the same. She had no idea Carlisle even had this sexually aggressive side of him.
Unlike the controlled, loving pace he'd just created with gentle touches and perfectly timed thrusts, Carlisle subconsciously showed off another layer of his sexual prowess and pinned Bella's hands down above her head.
Their eyes met and she licked her bottom lip, which seemed to set him off into a bit of a frenzy.
Bella's fingers locked with his above her head and she adjusted her body in a way so it aligned with his perfectly allowing Carlisle to create a much different pace this time.
He was loud, he worked his hips harder and kissed Bella in a more feral way. Being able to recover so quickly and have sex again was almost too much. Almost.
Carlisle missed this. He missed the intimacy, the pleasure and bringing a woman to those same heights as him. He took in Bella's expression and bowed his head down against her shoulder. He intended on making up for lost time for as many hours as possible that night.