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Chapter 14

I woke up disoriented and freezing. Woah, déjà vu. Didn't we just do this, like this morning? Our positions were reversed, with me laying on my back and Edward draped across me. His head was cushioned on my chest, his mouth blowing cool air across my nipple. Our legs were intertwined and his heavy arm was wrapped around my waist. If I had not had to pee I would have been content to stay that way forever. But, I really had to pee.

I tugged on his hair to get his attention. If I did not know better I would have thought he was sleeping. His face was so relaxed, he looked every bit of his immortal 17 years.

"Gotta pee cuteness." I said, my voice husky from sleep.

He was quick to jump up and off me, taking my hand to pull me upright. "So sorry precious girl. I often find I am forgetting about all of your human needs."

As if on cue, my stomach growled loudly. He stifled a laugh and headed downstairs to scrounge me up some food. I took my time in the bathroom, inspecting my body for any ill effects of my abduction. I bruised very easily, but what I saw was shocking. I had obvious hand prints on both upper arms and at my waist. They were deep purple with black along the outside. I knew they would become more colorful as they healed. I was just lowering my shirt when the door swung open. Edward was standing in the doorway carrying a huge tray laden with food, but he froze as soon as he saw me. I quickly finished pulling my shirt down as he placed the tray on the bed. His face was unreadable as he stalked over to me in the bathroom.

"Lift it back up." He growled.

"What?" I asked, nervous about what was going on.

"Your shirt, lift it back up." He demanded.

So, like a good little girl I stuck my tongue out and waltzed past him to get something to eat. He snagged the back of my shirt as I passed and it was quickly shredded by his powerful fingers. I was glad I had put on a bra that morning or we would both be embarrassed.

"Edward, what the hell?" I yelled, trying to cover my body.

He dropped to his knees in front of me. "Are those from me? Did I do that?" He said quietly, pain evident in his voice.

My face softened as I got closer to him. I took one of his hands from their perch on his thighs. Spreading his fingers I placed his hand over the bruise on my waist. "No Edward, they are not from you. You could never hurt me." I said as I showed him how his hands overlapped the marks. "These are from Blondie, but I guess you already took care of him."

The breath whooshed out of him as he brought his other hand up to completely circle my waist. "I don't think I would ever be able to forgive myself if I ever hurt you."

I lowered myself to kneel along side of him. "I know that Edward. You could never hurt me."

The food was forgotten as I brought my hand up to his face, sliding my thumb along his jaw. I leaned in to drop a chaste kiss on his lips, but he opened his mouth to speak just as I made contact. His cool, delicious breath invaded my mouth and I was helpless to stop my tongue from reaching out to see if his lips tasted as good. My lips yielded against his stone ones as I pressed myself closer, pushing my tongue into his mouth. He hesitated for a second before allowing his tongue to join the foray.

I was careful to avoid his teeth, but gave myself free reign to explore the rest of his mouth. Our tongues battled, moving from his mouth to mine. I had never felt anything that could compare to kissing Edward Cullen. I felt my hands moving on their own to map the contours of his chest. I could feel the ridges and plains of his body and wanted to feel the smoothness of his skin. I pushed my hands under the shirt, bunching the fabric as I got higher. He pulled away from my mouth to yank it over his head, before attaching himself to my lips again.

His hands returned to my waist as mine went to his shoulders. I was enthralled with the broadness of his chest and how it tapered down to his narrow hips. I was not a complete novice on how to operate the male body, Mike Newton had been useful for something. I raked my nails down his chest, making sure to graze his nipples. His breath hitched and his grip on my waist tightened before his hands slid down to grab my ass, pulling me flush against his body. The electricity I felt when our skin touched made me tremble. His face was pressed into the tender skin where my shoulder met my neck. I could feel his cool panting breaths against my collarbone.

My hands were trapped between our bodies, the cast leaving room between us for me to slide my good hand down to where his jeans were slung low. I fought with the button before he leaned back to wrap his hands around my throat, tilting my face up. His eyes were completely black, none of the beautiful amber showing.

"What are you doing?" He whispered, as if he was worried speaking at a normal level would break whatever spell we were under.

"I want this Edward. Please. We have no idea how long I have here, with you. I don't want to waste any of it." I pleaded. I felt like the past few days had been one long form of foreplay.

He hung his head, and I thought for sure he would deny me. I mustered my courage and took the opportunity to quickly open his jeans and slide my hand into his pants. I pulled my hand out as if it were burned and pushed his jeans and boxer briefs down. My eyes were bugging out of my head as I looked at his body. I had seen a few naked guys, my best friend Jake when we were younger and unfortunately a glimpse of Newton. But I knew that there was something really wrong here.

"What is that?" I pointed with a shaky finger at the appendage in question.

"What do you mean Bella?" He asked, disgust tainting his words.

"Are you deformed or something? Does it have something to do with you being a vampire? Cause if it is I would HATE to see what Emmett is packing!"

He let out a humorless chuckle as he tried to shove himself back into his pants. I shot out my hand to stop him, unable to tear my eyes from his manhood. "Bella please, let's just forget this. I always thought there was something wrong with me after seeing hundreds of human's thoughts. Your reactions have just proven that."

"Oh Edward, I am sorry for my reaction. It just surprised me is all. I never expected you to be so... well big. There is nothing wrong with you. From what I can gather from my friends, you are every girls dream." I said, rubbing my hand up and down his arm, trying to sooth him.

I used my fingers under his chin to raise his head so he could see the sincerity in my eyes. "You are perfect Edward, I'm sorry. Let's start again. Please, touch me."

I was off the floor and on my back on the bed before I could take another breath. Edward's body was hovering over me, not touching me at any point. This show of his power caused a rush of moisture to my …. Huh, never really had to refer to that part before. I think I call it my 'core.' Yeah, that works, not too raunchy.

Ok, so moisture was rushing to my core and Edward was poised above me with his face nestled in my throat. His nose pressed against my skin and he inhaled, his chest expanding and grazing my lace covered nipples. I shook under him, sweat starting to coat my body. My hand moved up to his chest and around to his back. His skin was stretched velvet over steel and I wanted to feel every inch. He lowered himself from his hands to his elbows, giving him freedom to touch me. His hand ghosted over my breast, causing my nipples to harden painfully. I wanted to feel his hand on my bare flesh, his mouth on my nipple. As is he could read my mind (thank heavens he can't) he deftly opened the front clasp of my bra, parting the lacy fabric.

It felt like his hand was covering my flesh the second it was revealed. His palm was the perfect size and shape to hold me and if it were possible, I would ask him to walk around holding my breasts all day. His thumb rubbed over my nipple, while he used his tongue on the other one. A breathy moan tore through the air, and I was shocked to realize that it had been mine. My body bowed off the bed, thrusting me further into his hand and mouth. I spread my legs to accommodate his body as he dropped himself entirely onto the bed, settling his naked flesh against me. I could feel his cock (Oh, well I guess I know what I am gonna call that) pressing against my cotton covered core, and my hips bucked as if they knew how to proceed. He was panting against my breast, holding perfectly still. I brought my hand down his side, around to his stomach. Tracing my fingers lower I gripped him roughly in my hand.

My fingers were sweaty and made it easier as I clumsily stroked him. He started to shake, keeping his head against my breast. Knowing that I was causing this beautiful and powerful creature to tremble strengthened my confidence. I tried to make a fist around his shaft, but my fingers would not touch. I moved my hand up and down, pausing at the tip to capture the moisture that had collected there. Edward was panting now, thrusting his hips in time with my hand. I could feel my wetness coating my inner thighs as his cool breath panted against my skin. I closed my eyes and continued to stroke him. I was startled when I felt fingers tracing down my stomach. Opening my eyes I looked into Edward's black ones. His fingers stopped at the waistband of my pants, as if seeking my approval. I raised my head, latching onto his mouth as his fingers inched closer to my wetness. I had only a moment to be embarrassed about how wet I was, for Edward's husky moan made it clear he liked it.

"Oh, the warmth. You are so wet. What is causing this?" He breathed against my skin. I was not sure he was looking for an answer, but I spoke before I realized.

"You Edward, it is all because of you."

He growled as his fingers sifted through my curls and moved into my softest flesh. I arched off the bed as his fingers hit a spot that sent sparks straight to my brain. I saw colors I never knew existed. He noticed my reaction and focused his movements around that bundle of nerves, his fingers circling. I could feel a tightness starting in my thighs and could not control the trembling of my muscles. My breaths were coming faster and faster and my fingers tightened around his cock. I could feel myself getting closer to the edge, but I was not sure what I would encounter when I fell. Knowing that I was in Edward's arms made me feel safe and I surrendered to the feelings as my body fell. My entire frame shook with pleasure and my mouth opened on a silent scream. I still had Edward's cock in my hand and was squeezing the shit out of it, but he did not seem to mind.

As I was floating down from my high, I released him and moved my hands to my pants, trying to push them down my legs. I wanted to be able to give him the same pleasure he had given me. Once he realized what I was trying to do, he was quick to move to my feet and pull off the offending garments. I was laying nude in front of him, and loving it. He was looking at me with such awe and joy. I raised my arms, encouraging him to come back. His body settled over mine again, this time without any barriers. I spread my legs wide for him and felt his cool flesh against where I was warmest.

Our eyes met, as if he were again asking permission. Did he not realize that I wanted this just as much as he did. I had been waiting for him, just as he had been waiting for me. I felt an instant of fear as he pushed his hips forward, searching for my entrance. He was huge and I had no idea how my body could stretch to accept him. He slowly nudged just the tip into me and my hips raised up, trying to pull him further in. The difference in our temperatures was amazing, and I wanted to feel his cold hardness as deep as possible. I winced as he pushed farther in, and he stopped, staring down into my face. I pulled his lips to mine, trying to reassure him that I was fine. With one last (painful) thrust his hips were finally flush with mine. I sighed against his lips as he stilled above me.

"Oh God Bella. Are you ok?" He sighed against my lips, his voice tight.

"Edward, yes. I'm fine. Please...." I begged.

"Please what precious girl?" He moaned, moving one hand under my shoulders and the other hitching my thigh up around his hip.

"Please ......" I breathed, my tongue moving out to trace the line of his full lower lip.

He slowly pulled his hips back, leaving me feeling empty before he thrust into me once more. The slight stinging pain I felt was quickly retreating, leaving only a pleasant fullness. I could see the tension on his face, knowing that he was struggling to hold back. I moved my hand down to his ass, sinking my nails into his granite skin.

"Please....." I said again as I slipped my tongue against his. He sucked it into his mouth and I could taste the sweetness of him. His body started to shutter and I pulled back, wanting to see his face as he succumbed to his pleasure. With one final thrust he stilled, his eyes squeezed shut and his mouth open wide. I wish I had a camera to capture how he looked as he came, it was breathtaking. I could feel his cool release against my hot flesh, and it helped to sooth the slight stinging I felt.

His body collapsed on top of mine, and I relished in the fact that I had turned him into jelly. I stroked his back as I peppered kisses against his neck, feeling my racing heart echoing through his body.

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