Twilight and all its characters belong to S.M . This particular story belongs to me.
THE TOUCH
She slipped out of her bedroom silently. With every step her heart-beat was rising. The dimly lit corridor seemed never-ending but at last she crossed it. She waited for a moment to catch her breath, before opening the wooden door. Her hand shook as she turned the latch. The door opened with a creaking sound. The soft moonlight illuminated a small part of the room. The cold wind ruffled her silk gown. She was about to walk up to the window to close it, when strong arms embraced her from behind and soft lips kissed her neck. She gasped in surprise.
"Isabella." The man behind her whispered huskily.
She leaned back and a soft moan escaped from her parted lips. His hands moved up as he continued to devour the soft flesh of her neck. His finger traced the neckline of her gown before his hand slipped inside the night-gown. Isabella hissed as his hands grabbed her soft bosom. Except the sound of her heavy breaths, the room was, otherwise silent.
She turned around, facing him. His green eyes seemed to shine in the moon light. His copper coloured hair was dishevelled, tresses falling on his eyes. She tugged it away with her forefinger before placing her lips on his. She moaned and whispered 'Edward', between the kisses. His hands slid down her back as the kiss deepened. She was not aware of the exact time when her hands had grabbed his hair.
"Oh! Edward" She breathed when his lips moved down to her throat. His hands cupped her breast. His thumbs grazed her nipples before he pulled down her night-gown, revealing her in all her glory. Her pale, smooth skin looked translucent in the moonlight. He stepped back from her and looked at her for a moment, before pulling her into his arms.
"I love you, Bella" He whispered while licking her earlobe and in response her nails dug deep into his skin. He turned her towards the full length mirror and started kissing her shoulders. Their eyes were transfixed on their reflection. Bella's lips quivered and she moaned "Edward, please..." He smiled triumphantly and pulled her closer to his body. She could feel him through his trousers. She rubbed him with her back and he groaned. Bella's hands reached behind her and very slowly she unzipped her. He hissed as his naked skin touched hers. Very rapidly his hands slipped up her wet folds and they both moaned loudly. Her hand joined his as they both explored her hidden parts.
"Open your eyes, and look at yourself." Edward commanded in a low, husky but demanding voice when Bella's eyes closed in pleasure. As she looked at the reflection in front of her with hooded eyes, she could not stop biting her lower lips. He cussed under his breath at the image in front of him and slipped his manhood inside her from rear. It was not long before they reached the edge together. Their legs gave up and both of them collapsed on the floor.
It was just before dawn, when she slipped out of his arms, put on her night-gown and left as silently as she came. Her heart was beating faster when she reached her bedroom and turned the latch. Everything was exactly the way it was before she left – the windows were open, the glass of water on the night stand was full and her husband was still deeply asleep. A small wave of guilt rocked her body as she looked at his peaceful sleeping form. And to drown that guilt, she stepped inside the shower.