Sorry it's so short. Going partying like 5 min ago and everyone is mad waiting on me. Long chappie tomorrow. Enjoy.
Carrying her to the bedroom he never let his mouth leave hers. "I-"she silenced him with another kiss. He settled for speaking between attacks. "Have—a—guess ---."
Bella pulled back frustrated to look at him disbelievingly. He was supposed to be too mindless by now to hold a coherent thought. Instead he was able to throw her to the bed and crack his heartbreaking smile.
"Fiiine, what's your guess?"
He took a moment to admire her hair fanned out around her head. Its tendril pulled back from her face in disarray. He knelt at the foot of the bed to grab hold of her ankle gently massaging the most sensitive spots. She hoisted herself up to her elbows and smiled.
"Well for starters..." he said pulling off the left shoe and examining it, "deathtrap?"
She playfully shook her head back and forth causing her messy hair to flow down her shoulders instead.
He grabbed the right heel and removed it as well. "Are you sure?" He asked paying no mind to that shoe. He only had eyes for his beautiful wife. Edward held the other ankle still repeating his tantalizing massage. "Because if you weren't already dead I would say that's exactly what they were."
She kicked him hard in the face making a loud collision sound with no apparent reaction. Both feigned a hurt expression and then laughed at the other.
Edward got on the end of the bed and continued his slow movements up her legs. Bella let out a fitful whimper when he reached the back of her knees. "I love hearing you make that sound."
"You like making me make that sound!" She corrected him.
"True." He moved at even a slower pace up her thighs. "And what exactly is this?" He asked tugging on her skirt dangerously close to her backside earning him another whimper.
"My skirt."
"Skirt?" He asked incredulous earning himself a smile. "You have headbands that would cover more."
She prepared herself to make a retort but he nipped at the inside of her thigh making all word leave her for a moment. "I...I..I—"He nipped at her other thigh in the same place causing stars break out behind eyelids she hadn't realized she closed.
Hooking a finer around the scant waist band he trailed kisses from her navel to hip, dragging the skirt down as he descended. He caressed behind her knee and soon enough the skirt was thrown to where the shoes were discarded.
"Black lace? For me?" He laughed.
"Not so fast." Bella placed a soft hand on Edwards's shoulder having regained a small amount of her wits. "My turn." She flipped him to his back and discarded his now ruined shirt. Straddling him in the position she originally planned to have Edward in before he so rudely change the itinerary.
"Now that's more like it."