WARNING: This story is rated M because it contains mature content that is not appropriate for minor viewers.
After I few minuets of watching her sleep I got up and grabbed a pair of pajama bottoms of mine, (Alice had thought that since I laid in bed with Bella at night I needed clothes that were more 'comfortable', (not that it really mattered) and redressed her, tucking her more snuggly in the covers. I looked at her beautiful face as she slept and thought over what just happened... and winced.
I had been so wrapped up in her that I had completely forgotten about myself, and I was throbbing. I groaned. What was I going to do? Surely I can't leave Bella alone, and yet could I really take care of this with her here? I contemplated, torn. She is deep asleep. But what if she woke up? I sighed. "Edward…" she whimpered in her sleep, pulling me from my thoughts. "Come back.. don't leave..." I quickly laid beside her stroking her face and humming her lullaby. "I'm here love." I murmured. "I will never leave." She sighed and slipped silently back into a deep slumber.
And my problem, once again, made itself known. Well there's definitely no leaving if she's going to be restless tonight, I thought to myself. I sighed again and got up. I went to my closet and got another pair of flannel pajama bottoms, this time for myself, and changed quickly, moaning as the clothes rubbed against me. Moving back from the closet I sat on the edge of the bed and released myself from my pants. I glanced over my shoulder at Bella to check if she was still asleep and then grasped myself.
"UH.." I groaned out at the sensation as I slowly, roughly started to stroke myself for the 2nd time that night. Ignominious, I know.... but at this precise moment, I was feeling too good to dwell on my shame. Instead I thought about what just happened with Bella. Me pleasuring her with my hands, her moaning my name, screaming against my lips as I made her peak in ecstasy.
I moaned and rubbed faster, pleasure shooting through me with every stroke. I was getting close. My hips started rocking in time with my hand, my moans getting louder and I bit my lip to try to stifle the sounds. I was so lost in my pleasure that I didn't notice Bella sit up until I heard a sharp intake of breath behind me. I froze. Oh God, I thought, please, please tell me this isn't happening.
"Edward?" Bella whispered. I groaned internally, this is happening, I can't believe this is happening. If I could blush I would be crimson right now.
"Y… yes..?" I panted. I didn't turn to look at her. My hand was still firmly grasping myself, and I haven't so much as blinked. As I struggled with my unbearably painful need for release and my complete and utter mortification, I felt her come up behind me on the bed. She wrap her arms around my neck, kissing the back of it. I groaned, and my head rolled onto her shoulder as she continued to kiss my neck. Slowly her hand slid down my arm until it was on top of mine. I stopped breathing. Hesitantly she moved my hand and replaced it with her own, and stroked me once. I couldn't help the shudder that ran through me. Encouraged, she continued to stroke me slow and firm. I never felt anything so fantastic, her warm hand around me, her soft lips on my neck. "Oh Bella.." I breathed. She tightened her grip on me causing my hips to buck.
"Am I doing this right?" She asked timidly in my ear.
"Ye.. oh God!... yes." I barely managed to reply before I moaned loudly, consumed by the pleasure. Keeping her slow pace she moved to my side and pushed my shoulder back. I took the hint and laid back as she continued to drive me to ecstasy. She picked up her pace again, pumping me hard and fast. My breath hitched at her change of pace and I began moaning and panting harder, gasping for air. My hips were desperately bucking on their own accord into her hand. "Nuh.. ah.. oh.. b.. bella." I panted. "I.. mmm going to.. ah… right now." She started to rub me harder and then, in a show of complete confidence, she leaned down and slowly licked my head. I lost it. My hips thrust forward and I let out a strangled sob as I experienced the most powerful orgasm I've ever had. My back arched as my body trembled with release. She kept pumping, as I came in large spurts onto her hands and dug my fingers into the bed spread.
After a few minuets (it felt like hours of bliss to me) my orgasm started to slow, but she kept going until I simply couldn't take any more.
"Please.." I gasped. "Stop, no more.. I can't.." she quickly stopped her movements and I sighed in pleasured content. I slowly reached down and removed her hand, then cleaned us up in a blink. I quickly replaced my pajamas back onto my hips, and turned to face her.
"Bella…" I whispered quietly. But she cut me off.
"Edward, I'm sorry. I can't believe I was so selfish as to not think of you. It wasn't fair. You were so wonderful to me and then you had to resort to…." I placed a finger on her lips, stopping her ranting.
"Don't be sorry love." I said, smoothly. "That was… you were…" I was at a loss for words. "I love you." She smiled at me, hugging herself to me. "I love you too."
I laid us both back down on the bed and tucked the covers around her. "Now sleep my angel, sleep. You are amazing, and beautiful and I love you with all myself." I murmured, kissing her softly. I hummed her lullaby and watched her drift to sleep in my arms.
Watching her sleep, I felt as though I was in my own personal utopia. She was amazing, beautiful, and she was mine. My blissful eternity.
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