As mentioned before this chapter is from a previously posted story. I've made some adjustments to make it fit appropriately to this story. Please R&R! Thank you! I don't own these characters. The amazing and talented Stephenie Meyer does! This is just for fun!

Chapter 7 – Too Much

In a blur of camera flashes, glittering teeth, streaming tears, and an overabundance of food, the rest of the evening sped forward. Alice had made plans for Edward and I to spend the night alone in the Cullens' home. She had planned a hunting trip for her, Jasper, Rosalie, Emmett, Esme and Carlisle conveniently for the wedding night. They'd spend the entire evening and most of the next day traveling through the woods. I was grateful, not wanting to spend the night in a hokey hotel, nor near the highly sensitive hearing of my now family. I wanted to be somewhere comfortable, for both of us. We decided to keep it simple and fulfill only one promise tonight. The promise of total body submission. Edward promised to give himself to me after I married him. I had wanted this for such a long time and it felt like that my anxiety tripled when I realized the time had finally come. Then, in the morning, Edward and I would discuss the transformation.

We offered farewell and thanks to the Cullen family, Charlie, Renee and friends in the living room, at the foot of the grand stair case. After the door closed and sealed we both waited in silence for the voices and the car engines to fade into the distance. Finally, we stood alone, I, still in the over the top wedding gown and him, in his stunning black tuxedo. Once silence prevailed, our eyes met for a long moment. Edwards long arm reached toward me. His cold marble fingers and palm embraced my right cheek and the soft crooked smile, the one I loved the most, touched his lips and reached his eyes. I slowly closed my eyes, smiled in return and my mind started to review the events of the day. Before I had time to remember my surprise at not tripping down the isle, Edwards cool lips, soft but determined, were pressing and moving with mine. One of his arms wrapped around my waist as the other cupped behind my neck. Both pulled me to him. My heart began to race unevenly. Edward, so in tune with the rhythm and the flow of my blood, realized this and moved his left arm up from my waist, his fingers starting at my exposed collarbone touching ever so slightly, moving down toward the direction of my pumping heart. So human, my heart raced faster as his hand neared. Edward suddenly broke, leaning slightly back and met my now delirious gaze. My eyes were slowly re-focusing as I noticed the intent in his liquid golden stare. The butterflies in my stomach went into an excited frenzy.
"I will never hurt you." He said suddenly, softly but frankly. I imagine he said this to convince himself more than me as I already knew this truth.

Before I could form another thought, to comfort his worry, I was in Edwards solid cradling arms, eyes closed, entangling my lips within his. The tip of his tongue met mine slightly, his cold, mine warm which only made my skin flush further. My arms were warped around his neck, pulling him closer to me, pulling him into me. Our kiss grew more fierce, more determined. He had swiftly and gently picked me up and was carrying me, and the hefty amount of fabric attached to my dress, up the stairs toward his bedroom. I was pleased to realize that his pace up the stairs was humanly, taking each step one at a time.

Our kiss didn't break until we reached his door. Alice had outdone herself again and my mouth fell open in shock when the room cam into view. She had transformed Edwards once simple room into a dreamlike Honeymoon suite. With the door already open, Edward paused for only a moment to gage my reaction, before carrying me across the threshold across the room and gently setting me on the soft embracing bed. Vibrant red rose petals were scattered across the brilliantly white comforter increasing the contrast.

After setting me gently atop the comforter on the large bed, Edward removed his coat and tossed it lightly on the black leather coach. Our eyes met again. I couldn't recall a moment before now that the fire in his eyes was more intent. He neared slowly and I hoped he felt the same desire that I felt to close the distance.

He sat down next to me, placed his hand on top of mine where they rested on my lap. With his other had, he used one cold finger under my chin to lift my eyes that were studiously preoccupying themselves with the design on the floor. "How are you?" he asked in the most gentle of tones.

"I couldn't be better." I replied moving our hands up to my lips so that I could kiss his skin. I couldn't move away from his stare, even if I had wanted to. I breathed in deeply, intoxicating myself with his scent.

Edward leaned in to bond our lips, but while he did so, he released my chin and my hands and placed both arms on either side of me. Gently but eagerly, he leaned toward me until my back rested against the surface of the bed, and my head soft on a pillow. I could feel his cold body on top of me and the weight he did allow me to feel, fit perfect with my body. Edward pulled himself up, but when I opened my eyes, his glorious face was the only thing in my line of sight. No walls, no ceiling, no nothing.

Edward closed the space between us again, his lips about ½ an inch away from mine, resting his arms on either side of my body "I love you," he said. His sweet breath made my eyes close as I felt consciousness slip away. Before I could respond, I was enveloped in his exciting kiss again. It started soft but became more determined, more aggressive. If I had had any doubts about how much he wanted this, his body was erasing them now. The relief I felt increased my confidence and I began to memorize his body with my hands.

His, did the same. His right hand moved slowly around my waist to the laces binding me in my dress. With little effort his long fingers released the knot and began untangling my fabric prison. His left hand was tracing the natural curves of my body starting at my neck, moving slowly, intently down to my hips. Wherever his fingers touched, it left a burn so hot, beads of dew appeared at my hairline. He adjusted his body and as if they were already connected, mine moved in response. Edward rested his legs between mine, his back to the ceiling still careful to support his own weight.

My heart beat fluttered and I gave up trying to control it. Now was the time to give in to Edward, utterly and completely. My hands unconsciously moved to his shirt. I unleashed each button, feeling his exposed chest before descending to the next. I started to remove it from his shoulders and was yet again surprised at his submissive actions to assist. My finger tips lightly scaled the ridges on his chest, moving up, down and around. His lips released mine but he continued kissing down to the left side of my face, my jaw bone, the hallow under my ear, and finally to my neck. The cold of his lips was nothing compared to the ice of his tongue as it caressed the sensitive areas of skin. He only broke the contact between his mouth and my skin to quietly whisper. I took the opportunity to inhale and attempt to gain some sort of control of my breath. Edward kissed my exposed neck anxiously, creating suction that forced my eyes open wide. I could feel his haggard breath on my chest. Edward's cool hands were now tracing down the middle of my bare back leaving burns. Oxygen became irrelevant when they wrapped around my now exposed abdomen. Both of my arms were wrapped around his waist and without conscious effort my finger tips dug deep into his skin pulling our bodies closer. We were past the point of no return.

With little more effort, our formal attire gathered on the floor at the side of the bed. Although his body, cold and hard as stone, entangled mine, the warmth of the moment overcame everything. It was too much, too much, I thought my head would explode. This was more incredible than I could have ever imagined. Edward's motions also suggested a long awaited desire for this, for me, his yearning to experience every inch of my body. I was surprised at how melodically our bodies moved together. I didn't think it was possible for any part of me to move rhythmically. This change must be due to the duet my body played with his.

Every influx of our muscles increased the tension, the pleasure and the beauty of this long awaited connection. My tension peaked for a moment I hoped would never end. I eventually regained perspective, the room slowly stopped turning and I noticed Edwards cold body, limp atop mine. His breathing was rough and heavy and his head was buried in my chest. My hands grasped the back of his head, entwining my fingers through is bronze hair. After a moment, he lifted his head slightly until his eyes met mine and his smile, again, took the little breath I had away from me.

Within an instant, he was by my side, his arms holding me in a cold, iron clasp. As I made the effort to even my heavy breath, his lips moved to the shallow under my ear once again, "Words won't even begin to cover it Bella." He said with a smile in his voice.

The greatest strength in the world could not wipe the smile from my face. We sat in a comfortable silence, listening to each others, breath and feeling each others skin against our own. Unwillingly though, I began slipping under awareness. I'd never been more comfortable or more relaxed. Every nerve in my body fought the urge to take myself away from this moment.

Edward noticed my resistance and closed in again "We'll make a moment like this again tomorrow. Sleep my Bella, sleep my beautiful Bella."

He began humming my lullaby.

"That's cheating." I said softly. "What are you going to do?"

"I'm going to hold you, watch you and enter every second of this day into my permanent memory so that I can relive it over and over." His velvet voice returned.

"Edward?" I asked after another long moment of silence

"Hmmmmm?" It sounded like I had pulled back from another thought.

"Was it…difficult for you to… keep in control? I mean, did you have to concentrate the whole time or…?" I trailed off. I should have let sleep take me.

He knew what I meant.

"Always," He said. "But I'm so glad we tried."

"Me too," I half chuckled. Glad was a serious understatement.

"Now relax and sleep my love." And he started humming again.

I nestled closer to him closing any distance. I surrendered and slept through the most enjoyable night of my life.

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