SM owns Twilight...She writes the PG version, this is nowhere near PG

September 13

My head is cradled by a supple down pillow.

I lay on my stomach on the softest Egyptian cotton; the sheets are tangled around our bodies.

Your hot breath teases the sensitive skin of my neck.

I feel wet kisses follow down the curve of my spine.

Your strong talented fingers knead my flesh, relaxing my already very relaxed body.

I feel the bed dip with your movements.

Your fingers grip at my waist, "Turn over, Bella. I want to see you."

Fuck yes.

I comply, meeting your emerald eyes instantly.

They dance with excitement as you rake your gaze down my body.

"Bella, my sweet girl, you are exquisite." You crawl your way up, tasting my skin on your tongue.

"Every day, you grow more beautiful…" you whisper into my left ear. "Every day, I want you more…" you whisper into my right. "Every day, baby…"

You attack my mouth with fervor rendering me breathless.

You pull away suddenly, your right hand reaching at the bedside table while the thumb of your left traces my bottom lip. I hear the distinct flick of a lighter as you return to face me.

And I fall in love with you all over again.

Balanced in your palm is a single homemade cupcake. A lone candle shines in the midst of chocolate icing. You move back slightly so I could prop myself on my elbows.

I wonder if Rosalie and Alice helped you bake it. I do all the cooking here, but baking ain't my thing.

"Happy birthday, love." Your brow perks and I smile shyly before blowing out the candle.

"Can I get my treat now, Edward?" I ask, eager to taste the rich sweetness.

You smirk at me, placing my birthday dessert back on the table. Your body once again covers mine, your lips moving from the hairline on my forehead, the hollow of my neck, the valley between my breasts, the dip of my pubic bone.

Finally, you settle between my legs, lifting and resting my thighs on your shoulders.

"Not before I get mine, babe." And that's it. I am putty in your capable hands…and mouth.

You kiss the crook of my skin right beside where I am aching for you and then blow a painfully slow hot breath right there.

I bite down on my lip and squirm. You hold my thighs still in your strong grasp.

"Stop love," your voice all hot and husky, "enjoy…I know I will…"

Oh my fucking God!

What your words do to me. My insides, I am jello, boneless.

"I love you like this Bella…" your lips are right there, so close, teasing me and all I want for you to do is taste me, but you don't…not yet, "You're so perfect for me. Loving me, trusting me, open for me." You move back and lick my thigh, up and down, right side, then left and I want to die from the sweet wicked torture.

"All for me, right baby? Only me?" I look down and for a miniscule moment, I see uncertainty in your eyes.

How can you think that there will ever be anyone else for me? You are it; you are mine, my forever.

I tilt my head down and look into your eyes, thinking how strangely intimate this conversation is with you down there, but it is us and I love us, so I tell you.

"Edward, it has only been and will only be you."

And while I am still in my sweet loving bubble, you attack.

Your lips find mine down there and

lick,

enter,

swirl.

Oh God!

Then you slow your movements, and do that thing you do that I love so much. It's like your spelling the alphabet with your tongue and Holy Mary, I have sinned.

"Fuck baby, you taste so good…" you tell me.

"Unghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh…" is my reply, because you are so skilled, I can't form full words.

Just when I think I can't take any more, your fingers find my slick heat and push deep, so deep inside me.

You are lightly flicking my clit with your tongue and two of your fingers are fucking me and I am writhing and arching while your grip is holding me down and it's so good I want to cry.

I've been fisting the blankets but it's just not enough, I reach for your hair but I have to fight to not ride you because you want to do this all yourself so instead I cup my breast and pinch my already hard nipples.

"Yes, baby, you're so hot," you say because you are watching me go insane, "I can feel you, you're so close…let go, Bella…"

Then you add another finger and curl then rub that spot that most men don't know about. Your other hand releases my thigh and you press down on my pelvis and…

"Ungh…yes…fuck…please…ahhhhhh…"

I shatter and thrash and you keep – on – going.

"Fuck, yes…" you growl as you lick me up and suck my clit and I have never had an orgasm so intense in my life.

You slow your caresses when my body tells you it's too sensitive and come back up to kiss my torso until you're beside me.

"Come here…" I whisper, I am so fragile and dizzy I can't move.

"I love you, Edward, so much…" and with the little reserved strength I have left, I kiss you, tasting me on your tongue. The rich sweetness of us mixed together is so much better than any baked good.

"I love you too, Bella." You answer.

Happy Birthday to me.

emtx3015 for introducing me to FanFiction - Happy Birthday week xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxo.

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