Chapter 7
BPOV
Hey guys I am so sorry this has taken so long to write but atm I have had no life but school, and I have just finished high school hell yea! And I had some family drama so it has been very crazy. Review and i will be better i promise i have a bit of a break coming up so i will be able to write more.
Edward carried me slowly through the party. This is so embarrassing! I thought to myself as the people watched us all the way to the door. "Edward I can walk." I whispered hoping no one else could hear me. "I don't care. I am going to look after you so just relax." Edward's faces had turned unreadable with these words. The walk seemed to go on forever he was forever turning corners i didn't even know existed in this house. Finally we made it to a long corridor with just a single door right at the end. "Edward where are we?" I spoke maybe a little too loudly. "My room," he managed to choke out. He placed me down on my feet and opened the door allowing me to walk in first, his room was amazing I'm not even joking the walls were cream with black wooden furniture with a huge bookshelf and record shelf. The floor was covered in blood red carpet and his bed OH MY GOD! It was huge I would guess it would have to be a California king bed with a red cover and black silk sheets from what I could see poking out from the cover. I stood there with my mouth hanging open, Edward slowly moved behind me moving around picture frames from what I could tell I turned slowly to see what he was doing when I saw a picture of me with Alice. We were both wearing bikinis then next to it was the same photo but with Alice cut out, I slowly picked up the photo and looked around the room again this time I found photos of me everywhere! "Umm Edward why are there photos of me everywhere?" I asked kind of worried about the answer, he stood there with an arm full of photos of me looking down at the floor he took a deep breath and began. "It was the only way I could be close to you and believe that you were my girlfriend and that you didn't hate me. I am strange I know but it was the only way I could fall to sleep at night for a long time and the photos calmed me down like you did today." He continued to look at the floor. I put the photo back on the dresser and made my way over to him, "you could have asked me or just talked to me and not be such a dick." I wrapped my arms around his neck, "however I'm glad you have these photos everywhere it shows everyone that your mine and I'm yours." I pulled his face closer to mine he was Leaning in. Soft breath across my jaw. Nose skimming across my cheek. Getting closer and closer. Lips brushing. Hot. Soft like velvet. Touching. Pressing against every part of me pulling me in. "Edward." His hands. I wanted his hands on me. Long fingers searching me out. "Mmm." His lips moving down my neck. I could almost feel the burn of his whiskers. I liked it tonight, where his clean-shaven face from the morning had taken on a most distinct masculine feel with his five o'clock shadow. His hands were all over me moving slowly up and down my body it was too slow. "Yes." Urgent. Needed to feel him. Needed to feel that flush. The tingle I felt whenever he touched me. "Harder, faster!" I moaned he seemed to get the idea and pushed me up against the wall dropping the frames not that I cared. He pulled back from our kiss "Bella," he murmured, his lips brushing against mine as he said my name. Hot, soft, barely any pressure there on my lips like at the start. But he created all this pressure everywhere else in my body as his lips moved across mine again. Soft against soft. A moan from somewhere, a tightening feeling against my scalp, and then more pressure. Firmer lips, Mine responding FINALLY! My mind screamed. When did my hands find his hair? Tongue flicking my upper lip. Firmer, opening. He tasted like mint when my tongue touched his I liked it I really liked it. I know I groaned then and pulled him closer, not caring if I pulled his hair too hard. I could feel him responding, his mouth taking over mine aggressively, his hand clenching in my hair until I thought I'd cry out in pain. But he seemed to know just how far to take me. Oh god, yes. Please take me. Right here. Right now. His body pressed against mine harder than before as he moved me to the bed. I felt the breath rush out of me when I realized just how hard I had made him. He pulled his mouth away from mine, his breath laboured. He brushed away my hair from my face as he kept his eyes trained on mine, as he supported his weight above me "you are so beautiful." His mouth was back on mine as soon as the words left it. I moved my hands slowly down his back till I got to the hem of his shirt I began to pull it over his head, his body was stunning tan and muscular I ran my hands down his abs till I reached his belt and started taking it off. KNOCK KNOCK "Edward, Bella can i came in and talk to you about something?"...
AN
I know i'm cruel i will write more shortly i really promise this time. Please review xoxo