Hey guys...I'm so sorry for the delay...the chapter was ready quite some time back, but unfortunately, my workload increased a lot in the last one week or so...I wasn't even at home...had to make an imprompto trip!
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Thanks to my Beta, Crazykate28...who did a lot of work on this chapter!
Oh...and this may be a good time to remind you folks that this is an "M" rated fic...so I'd suggest the younger audience give this one a skip!
The trip to Paris was comfortable. Edward and I spoke about a lot of things, including our favourite books. I told Edward how he scared me while interacting with Tanya about her fraud attempt. He laughed and put his arm around me and guided my head to rest on his shoulder. I fell asleep that way, I don't know what it was, but it felt completely natural, he was just comfortable. I woke up only when we landed. Again, Edward wheeled the trolley out, while I simply carried my laptop bag.
It was a Saturday and we had more than a day and a half to ourselves before we had to go in and work. We checked into the hotel and decided to freshen up. We had decided go to the Eiffel Tower first; after all you can't be in Paris without seeing it. I took a quick shower and dressed casually. I wore my denim shorts and a white t-shirt. I met Edward in the lobby. He was wearing a grey T Shirt, blue jeans and a black checked shirt on top of the Tee. He looked stunning.
The Eiffel Tower was magical. We went straight to the top, where we stopped to take in the view of the city, it was positively breathtaking. Edward got us some champagne in these tiny conical plastic cups; it was almost comical considering that the French take their wine very seriously. It made us laugh, thinking about where we were and how taboo it was to be drinking champagne out of a plastic cup. It was really cute and we enjoyed every second of it. As I looked out on to the city, it was so romantic standing there and seeing the horizon of Paris lay out before me. Edward came up behind me and wrapped his free hand round my waist, it was a perfect moment, and so I leaned back to rest my head on his chest. I could feel the warmth of his body against mine, and the beating of his heart; it thudding hard in his chest. He took a deep breath and ran his hand up and down my arm.
"Beautiful isn't it?" Edward spoke softly into my ear, I didn't respond knowing that it was more of a statement than a question. I snuggled into his chest a bit deeper and let out a sigh of contentment.
After a while of gazing out over the city, we went down and stopped for a while to enjoy all the street dancers and singers – it was as if the tower itself was so alive! With all of the various things happening around it, the energy was vibrant and full of beauty and wonder, it was perfect. We went to the Seine River and stayed there till it got dark; just enjoying each other and taking in what the city had to offer. It got chilly after a while and Edward noticed me rubbing my palms over my arms, in an attempt to generate enough friction to stay warm. Edward shook his head and took off his shirt and draped it across my shoulders. His shirt was long enough to come up to my hips.
We decided to go and get something to eat and ended up at a quaint bistro and had a light dinner. And as expected the food was delicious and everything I thought it would be. After we finished we walked for a bit longer taking our time, but eventually we headed back towards the hotel.
Our rooms, this time were on different floors, however Edward still escorted me to my door, before headed to his own room. He wrapped his arms around my waist and nuzzled my neck as I tried to open the door. Finally, I succeeded and he spun me around and kissed me full on the lips. My hands automatically snaked around his neck, finding their way into his soft hair. My eyes fluttered shut; I was lost with his lips against mine. Before I knew what I was doing, or tongues began to dance, he pulled me tighter to his body and deepened the kiss.
Our kiss turned frantic, and I needed to catch my breath, I had to pull away. His forehead dropped against mine and he sighed heavily. "I've gotta go," he finally said and he turned somewhat hesitantly and headed towards his own room. I stood there for a moment catching my breath finally; I shut the door and stood there for a time, trying to get a grasp on what had just happened. Good lord almighty that man knows how to kiss. Eventually moving from my spot in a lust induced fog, I got ready for bed, and climbing into the soft mattress I couldn't stop thinking of Edward's lips on mine. I drifted off to sleep eventually with thought of him still lingering.
The next morning, as usual, I met Edward for breakfast, it was comfortable, our conversation flowed with ease and we decided to go out and see more of the city and what it had to offer. We spent most of the day at the Louvre and then went shopping (again). I mean hey it is Paris after all; you just have to, besides Alice would kill me if she knew I was in Paris and didn't shop. I loved her and all, but that little thing could be scary. I bought the wine Emmett wanted. Edward raised an eyebrow at me, so I explained Emmett's proposal plan to him and a strange expression clouded his face. It was a bit odd, but I just pushed it aside. His expression turned back to that of contentment and I could see the light in his eyes once again.
The week passed by smoothly. The head of finance at Paris, Gabrielle, was extremely efficient and honest. We didn't have any difficulty reviewing the accounts and we concluded that they were fairly accurate. Regardless of how smooth everything went, we were still extremely busy. Edward and I seemed to fall into a simple routine. Every morning meeting for breakfast, then heading to the office, in the evening we went for dinner and if there was work to be done, we went to my room to finish it up. He would leave every night to go back to his room, but before he did he left me with a searing kiss. I knew we had to remain professional and not knowing what was really going on between us; my thoughts about it would fill my mind as I would lie in bed before drifting off to sleep only to dream of him.
Friday was our last day in Paris and we met with Gabrielle. This meeting turning out to be much more civil and uncomplicated compared to what we had gone through with Tanya. It was easy going considering we hadn't found any discrepancies, but we did give her some suggestions to improve efficiency. She received them well and thanked us for the suggestions. We were there the entire day due to having worked the first half and then holding the meeting in the second half.
We invited Gabrielle to have dinner with us and she agreed. It was a fun dinner and Gabrielle was excellent company. By the time we dispersed, it was quite late. We decided to drop Gabrielle home and then go back to our hotel. It was nice to have met a colleague that was pleasant and fun to be around. She really was a lovely person; I only hope that some day I will have the opportunity to work with her again. We even exchanged our personal email to keep in touch.
We reached our hotel at 11, and like every night, Edward came up to my room to drop me, and like every night, he kissed me at my doorstep.
But tonight I couldn't take it anymore; I wasn't going to sleep with that lingering and somewhat unsatisfied feeling of just his kiss on my lips. So, very uncharacteristically, I pulled him by his silk tie and inside my room. Shutting the door quickly, I spun around so I was leaning against the hard wood; I saw a brief moment of bewilderment in Edward's eyes. Before I lost my nerve, I smirked at him. Pulling him closer to me I stood up slightly and started to kiss his jaw, with one hand still around his tie, my other found its way to the nape of his neck and into his hair yet again.
Catching on quickly, Edward placed one of his hands and the back of my neck while the other reached around and was roaming up and down my back. Our lips met briefly before he started trailing kisses down my neck and jaw, eventually reaching my exposed bit of collarbone. Easing my blazer off of my shoulders, his hands found the hem of my shirt pulling it away from the waistband of my skirt, He then proceeded to reach up, pulling the band from my hair, weaving his fingers through the strands, taking his time as he kissed below my ears and both of my cheeks, before pulling away to look into my eyes.
I loosened his tie, pulling it off of his neck. The movement was slow as I was gathering my courage. Dropping the tie to the floor I reached for his shirt struggling to undo his buttons with my trembling fingers.
"Bella you don't have to do this" His words were soft, but when I looked into his eyes they were on fire with lust. Only mirroring my own and I knew I couldn't stop now. I needed to feel him.
A moment later I found myself on my bed where Edward proceeded to remove the remainder of my clothing. His hands caressed every inch of my body as he slid off my clothes. I laid there exposed and in my lingerie. Thank god I wore my lacy Victoria Secret matching set. Edward struggled with my bra, and I smiled playfully, stopping him by holding his wrists. I felt that it was my turn to return the favour.
He stopped immediately; looking into my eyes, worry clearly showing. I smiled and took his shirt by the lapels, running my palms on his chest and up over his shoulders pushing it away loving the feel of his muscles.
I quickly unbuckled his belt, feeling more confident now, and giggled slightly at his boxers, the thought of him being a boxer's man over briefs playing in my mind.
His attention shifted back to my bra, helping him this time I lifted my back slightly so his hands had room to work the clasp. He nuzzled the side of my breast, moving up my sternum and over my collarbone to kiss my neck. His hands came back around where the pads of his thumbs gently circled my hipbones; he reached his arms up. His hands running along my torso, stopping momentarily to cup my breasts; making his way back down he reached the hem of my panties.
He hooked his fingers in the band and slid the lace garment down my legs. When he came back up, I shifted my body slightly and reached for his boxers pushing them down as far as I could. He pulled them off the rest of the way before he tossed them on the floor with the rest of our clothing. He hovered above me; bending down he placed his arms on either side of me, keeping his weight off of me. God I wanted to feel the weight of his body against mine.
But before I pulled him for another kiss, his eyes gazed into mine. He was making sure that this is what I wanted, getting the answer he needed; he brought his mouth back to mine. Our bodies mingled together, hands roaming over one another; I could feel his heart pounding in his chest against my own, our breathing turning into lustful pants.
His weight shifted allowing him to move his right hand between us, where he reached down letting his fingers graze my hot center; I was aching for his touch. Edward knew exactly where to touch me, to tease me. He let his fingers enter me slowly, pushing in and out of me, the pleasure shot through my body, causing my back to arch and my head to fall back. The moan escaping me was involuntary. Instinctively I reached down and wrapped my hand around his length. I needed to feel him.
A groan came out of his mouth, before he crushed his lips to mine. Both of our bodies working to bring the other pleasure, he broke away from me, only to shift his body between my thighs aligning himself with my center. Gazing into my eyes with intense passion burning into me, he finally entered me. When he pushed himself inside of me the feeling was simply indescribable. I arched my back and moaned so loud, that Edward covered my mouth with his.
My entire body began to tingle. As we pushed and pulled each other, I was becoming more and more sensitive to his touch. I felt the muscles in my stomach begin to coil and my thighs began to tremble and knew I was close.
"Edward, please" I gasped and willed him to go faster. I wrapped both my legs around his waist, my nails clawed at his back; I was searching for some bit of sanity.
He pushed into me harder and faster causing my body to erupt; I came violently. Edward's thrusts became frantic as he pushed through my orgasm. His jaw began to tighten and with his eyes clenched shut Edward groaned out in pleasure a few thrusts later, repaying the favour I brought my mouth up to his, quieting his moans. His slightly moist body collapsed onto mine. I was in ecstasy. Our breathing eventually began to even out; I let my fingers trace along the muscles of his back as we lay there in our satisfied state.
Edward pushed up on his forearms to look into my eyes. "Are you okay?" He asked and I just nodded letting the irrevocably satisfied smile play across my face. My eyes were heavy and my body felt completely relaxed.
He withdrew from me after a moment and rolled over to lie on his back, taking me in his arms. I rested my head on his chest and closed my eyes. "That was wonderful," I whispered to him.
"Yes it was," he said in that deep velvety voice of his, kissing the top of my head. Soon, I found myself drifting off to sleep in Edward Masen's arms.
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