Forty-Five Nights

I know it's taken me forever to update this story. I have one more part almost finished after this short chapter. I hope some of you stuck with me, and I hope you like this one. I'm trying to finish it before Breaking Dawn comes out. It's getting a bit steamy, and intimate. Leave me some feedback if you like it, please!

Part 5

Edward drew her body closely to him, feeling every inch of her with his keen vampire senses. Her softness and her heat were overwhelming him. His own body warmed where hers was touching him. Her blood was intoxicating, but the burn in his throat paled in comparison to the ache in his groin, the pulsing pleasure every movement of her body gave him.

His hands roamed freely over the thin cotton of her sundress. He had discarded her cardigan the second he put his hands on her, and now only a thin layer of cotton separated them. It felt like too much. He reached for the hem of the garment that had ridden high on her thighs, and pulled it over her head. Her beautiful breasts were exposed to him now and he couldn't help himself. He nuzzled his face between them, over them, kissing and licking her tender skin. The taste of her! Like her blood, only diluted 100 times, but delicious all the same.

"Bella, your body, so warm and soft. You mold to me so perfectly. It's too much. Do you have any idea what you do to me?"

"I think so." She giggled as she tried to reach for his manhood again.

Edward pinned her to the mattress and kissed her until she was breathless and lightheaded. He worked his way down her torso with his lips and his fingertips sending chills and an almost electric current through her. But they were good chills.

Soon Edward had reached the elastic of her blue panties. He ripped them with his teeth and removed them. Bella's breath hitched in her chest. This was real. This was serious. She had never been naked in front of anyone before, but she didn't feel self conscious. She only wanted Edward touch every part of her, love every part of her.

Edward was drunk with her scent. He wanted to spread her legs further, and touch her most intimate parts with his lips and his tongue. Would she think him ungentlemanly if he did so, would she be disgusted with his desires? He kissed her hip bone, one than the other, and worked his way up her body again, until her was eye to eye with her.

"Bella." He whispered in his most velvet voice. "I'm losing control."

"Then why am I not afraid?" Bella whispered back.

He never imagined his Bella could be so sexy, so womanly. She spread her legs then, and his body instinctively slipped between them. He could feel the wetness between her legs and it beckoned to him. He wanted her so badly. He felt like he was on fire, not in the way he had when Carlisle changed him…but a good fire, a intense low burning fire in the pit of his stomach. He felt so alive.

He managed to speak. "You should be afraid, very afraid."

"Edward." The word on her lips sent him flying again like it had the first time he had heard it.

He reached between their bodies and ran his fingers over her overheated center. He knew the places to touch her, but he tried to keep his mind blank of other people's memories. He wanted everything to be about Bella. He found her most sensitive spot and gently manipulated the bud. Bella made the most amazing noises when he did that. He could feel her warm essence flow as he manipulated her. God, how he wanted to taste her.

He was kissing her now and she could not think straight. Every nerve ending in her body was a electric. She could barely breath, and the noises coming from her throat were like foreign sounds she had never heard. The whole experience was incredible, and all she wanted was more.

Nothing could prepare him for how her body would react to his touch. It was mesmerizing to watch her writhe beneath his hand. Her heart was beating wildly and Edward wondered if that was normal. Her breath came in short pants and he worried she might hyperventilate. He slowed his ministrations to an eventual stop.

Bella's heart slowed a bit, but her breathing didn't, and her eyes flew open. "Don't stop." She whined.

Those were the sexiest words Edward had ever heard and he kissed her fervently. "You're sure you're okay?" Worry creased his brow.

"I'm fine. Better than fine." Bella kissed him passionately now.

"But your heart?"

"I think that's normal Edward. All of this feels very right. I would know if something was wrong."

"Bella, I…I" Edward struggled to say the words. "I want to taste you." He moved his hand between her legs again. "Here."

Bella couldn't help the moan that rose in her throat.

"You're not reviled by me? You don't think me a base pervert, an animal?"

Bella sat up and pulled him with her. Now that her body had calmed down some, she could see the worry and shame in his eyes.

"Oh, Edward, no. No. You're thinking with that 1918 brain of yours. Sharing ourselves, sharing our bodies is a natural thing. I think whatever comes to us naturally is special and right for us. I'm not ashamed to say I've thought about putting my mouth on a certain part of you" . Bella said as she reached down to stroke him.

Edward drew in a sharp breath through his teeth, and a low growl rumbled in his chest.

"Does that idea revile you? Does it make me a trollop?" Bella teased, using a word she thought might be from his era.

"No, no." Edward purred.

They tangled again in a torrid embrace, caressing every inch of each other's skin they could reach. And they began moving again, creating sweet friction where they both so needed it. Leaving Bella breathless, Edward finally pulled away and worked his way down her body. This time he did not hesitate when he reached her center. He probed her folds with his tongue.

The flavor of her nectar was second only to her blood, her essence. It cooled the burn in his throat. If he was allowed the pleasure of tasting her like this, he would never want for her blood again. But he must be very careful to control his need. He couldn't let himself abandon all control. He could still injure her accidentally. He tried to slow his actions.

He watched as Bella squirmed and rocked against his mouth. She was so wanton, so sensual, and she was all his. Her eyes were shut and her fists gripped the sheets of his bed. She was crying out as each stroke of his tongue brought her higher.

Edward could feel it when her release came. Her muscles tightened and contracted and relaxed as a pulsing of blood ripped through her most private places. And along with the climax came a flooding of her juices, quickly lapped up by Edward's eager tongue.

Bella had never felt anything like this. This climax was so different, so total. She felt it for what seemed like minutes. All the while still feeling Edward's cool mouth on her most private of places. It was bliss.

When he was sure she was finished, Edward lifted his head to look at her. She looked so beautiful, relaxed and sated. Her soft pale, luxurious body snuggly surrounded by his gold colored bed pillows. And she was all his.

TBC