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As promised, here is a continuation of the wedding… have fun.
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Chapter 23
"You look so beautiful, Alice." I said, when she had ordered me into the seat in front of the mirror. Her dress was short, fitted, but so her and extraordinary in detail. I hadn't seen it until she was at the altar.
"Thank you." She frowned looking at my face. "Seriously, Bella. You're wasting and ruining my hard work with all the crying." She picked up the pencil, trying to salvage my make-up. I leaned my head back and let her save what she could.
"Blame yourself. Your vows were striking, while hitting my tear canal without mercy."
She snickered. "I had a few issues myself." Not even Alice had been able to avoid shedding a few tears during the ceremony.
"So how does it feel to be married?"
"I'll tell you about it after our first fight." She ran the brush over the dark pad of the eye shadow. I closed my eyes.
"Alice, you and Jasper never fight," I said when I felt the soft hairs skate over my eyelid.
"Then it feels fucking fantastic," she beamed. My mouth popped open, Alice hardly ever swore and only if she was really pissed off. "Like nothing else in the world. I love her so much."
"I know you do."
"Speaking of love, what the hell is Edward Cullen doing at my wedding?" She stopped applying color. I opened my eyes again.
"He's, uh, here to see me." She pulled back and eyed me with an impatient glare. "He came to tell me how he feels. He wants us to work things out. He wants us to be together." Water rimmed my eyes and I blinked hard to force them back.
"Oh no you don't, Bella. I just fixed your make-up, so stop bawling your eyes out." She complained haughtily. Her expression softened. "So it worked." She smiled pleased and started to fix her own ruined mascara.
I laughed. "Yeah. Whatever you did in L.A., Alice, thank you," I said quietly. We hadn't really discussed what she did, but I knew she was far from innocent in bringing Edward into my life again. I didn't want to bring up the subject because we often ended up fighting over it.
The night moved on and my chest felt like it was going to explode. I never knew one place, one small little Inn in Connecticut, could hold so much love. It wasn't just because I had gotten the answer I wanted from Edward and I could hold his hand while saying the things that I wanted to him, but it was also from watching Alice and Jasper. Today more than ever, you could literally see the love loom around them all the time. It was like an enclosing capsule. It was their smiles, their laughs, their gentle touches and soft kisses. It was like magic was prevailing on everyone here. Friends and family were so happy and having a wonderful time. People were talking, laughing and dancing. It was staggering to feel all this love soak the air.
"What is it with those two?" Edward asked and bobbed his head in the direction of Alice and Jasper on the edge of the dance floor. "What is that thing you can sense about them?"
"You see it too?" I asked and he nodded slowly. I smiled. "I have no name for it, but I think it's their love that is literally tangible in the air."
"Was it always like that between them?"
"Always. Well, not completely like that. Things were bad for Jasper for a while, but she is pushing through it. You wouldn't believe that the girl you see today and the girl that she was a little less than a year ago is the same one."
"So the first time I met her, she isn't like that normally? You know, with the screaming," he asked. I clearly remembered Jasper's initial reaction to Edward. He had scared her.
"No, not at all. She's a very gently and understanding person. Just be a little careful around her, like not making sudden noises, slamming doors or standing too close to her. She doesn't like that. You'll do fine."
"I'll remember that. What happened to her exactly?"
I sighed and bit my lip. I knew my friend and what she wouldn't like. "Besides what I already told you, I can't tell you anymore. I think Jasper should talk you about it if she feels like it someday."
Edward smiled warmly and kissed the back of my palm gently. "I don't think I can doubt your loyalty much longer. However, I feel guilty that I didn't have time to get them anything."
I ran my thumb over his bottom lip, feeling the warmth of his mouth. It sizzled in my stomach. "Don't worry about it, they would never expect anything," I breezed.
Emmett suddenly poked his head in between ours. "So if you two lovebirds are done watching the show, I think I am going to have some fun!" I concentrated on Alice and Jasper again and discovered that they were kissing… really, really kissing. Edward and I were just staring at it for some odd reason. I groaned.
"Emmett, leave them alone," I ordered, knowing it was fruitless.
"No can do. Edward, watch how easy it is to ruffle little Alice's feathers." Emmett bounced past us, having no shame interrupting the happy couple kissing. The scowl on Alice face wasn't concealed nor was Jasper's obvious irritation.
"Is he always that cheerful?" Edward asked and laughed melodically.
"Basically yes. Just to give you a head start, take everything that Emmett says with a grain of salt. He never really means any harm, but he's got a big mouth and it gets him into trouble sometimes."
"Good to know." We both laughed when Emmett had a squealing and protesting Alice hauled over his shoulder and dragging her out onto the middle of the dance floor.
Elizabeth, who for once wasn't attached to Mrs. Whitlock by the hip, was standing at the outskirts of the dance floor, swinging her arms and bouncing lightly to the music. After her nap, she was happy and grinning all over her sweet little face. "If you'll excuse me, I think that I will have a dance with my girl," Edward said and leaned close to me. Gently, I brushed my fingers down his cheek and took the liberty of stealing a small, but soft kiss. I could really get used to this.
Tonight, it all felt so right. I watched Edward dance with Elizabeth and her face lighting up as she wiggled and trotted around looking so happy. Tears once more pooled at the corner of my eyes. I don't think I ever cried this much or felt this happy. However, I didn't have time to dwell on it when Elizabeth suddenly screamed at the top of her lungs with her face pressed against the floor. Instantly, I reacted and was ready to take her in my arms when I was at Edward's side. He looked at me gently. "I got this, Bella." He refused and turned to Elizabeth. "You're okay, sweetheart. Daddy's got you." He mused and wiped the falling tears. Her face was still distorted from crying when she put her snot-covered face to Edward's tux and rubbed her face on his shoulder. That was going to stain, but Edward didn't seem to care the least bit when he shushed her and got her to calm down. "It's was only a small accident," he whispered and laid his cheek to her head. My breath was completely taken away by the sight of them cuddling. Wow, just wow.
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"You've danced with practically everyone here, except me." Edward put his hands on my shoulders and whispered in my ear. "I might get jealous soon," he mouthed playfully. That was true. I had never danced this much in my life, and I wasn't much of a dancer. I was too clumsy for that.
I twined my fingers into his that were splayed over my skin. He wrapped his hand around my waist leading us to the back of the dance floor, where it was almost completely dark. "Do you get jealous?" I asked.
He shrugged. "Not usually, but I think I was a little jealous of Emmett."
"Edward, there really is no reason to be."
"I know that now," he answered softly. His movements were smooth on the dance floor. We swayed slowly to the music, just being absorbed in each other's eyes. "But it didn't take long to see that he really is just your friend."
I tightened my arms around his waist. His body felt warm, but incredibly firm to the touch. "It was always just you," I whispered. His answering smile was heart-stoppingly gorgeous and almost victorious. "How come you were dragging this tux around?"
"I have a thing on Tuesday night in New York. It has a strict dress code. I wanted to surprise you this morning. That's why I didn't tell you that I was coming."
"Your surprise worked. Even if all stars were aligned in the sky, I would never have imagined a day as perfect as this," I said, losing myself in the depth of his gaze.
"Perfect, huh?" He leaned down, gently and loving pressed his lips to mine. The taste of his mouth was sweet and his breath was soft when it feathered over my face. He pulled back too soon. "Was that perfect too?"
"It was sublime," I answered all breathy, with heat toying in my body.
Edward pulled me closer. I snuggled my face into his chest and let myself drown in his scent and the truth of this moment. This time right now was ours. No one could steal it from us. "I can't believe how good it feels to forgive you," he whispered above my head.
I pulled back stunned and gaped up at him. My throat closed immediately, but I managed to say a few words that crawled up my throat. "You forgive me?" I mouthed.
Stroking his fingers over the back of my dress, he didn't speak for a while and just let himself get lost in the moment between us. "I forgot to tell you that didn't I?" I nodded moronically. He leaned his forehead to mine. "I forgive you, Isabella Marie Swan." Gently, he kissed my cheeks free of more tears and then covered my mouth with his. This time we kissed deeply. Our lips parted, welcoming tongues to caress and cherish intensely. My body was on fire and I couldn't stop it. There really was no excuse to be kissing this deeply and openly in front the other guests, but I didn't care. Edward broke the connection, like I knew he would.
His breath was slightly ragged, before he let out a long slow breath. "We really should take this slow, Bella." It was almost like he was admonishing me, but his eyes were alive and gleaming.
"I know we should. I just got a little carried away."
"You're not the only one," he whispered conspiratorially in my ear. He hugged me closer, dipped his head to my shoulder and inhaled. "You smell incredible."
I smiled. "So do you. Now anyway. Why hadn't you showered for two days?" I joked, remembering his unkempt look when he arrived.
"Mostly I was on planes, junkets, and other sorts of crap. It was awfully busy. When I finally realized what I wanted to do and say, I couldn't get to you fast enough. It was all that mattered."
"And it makes me so happy," I gushed.
"Me too." He brushed his lips to mine again, in the softest of kisses.
The music ended and I saddened that this spell was broken. Emmett was lurking not far away checking this watch and giving me the evil eyes. I stared up at Edward. How long had we been dancing? "Will you excuse me? I need to do something with Emmett."
"What?" he asked.
"A present for Alice and Jasper. I'll hurry back."
"You better." He smiled. I stepped to my toes and kissed him this time.
Emmett put the huge box of candles down on the floor. "I think you may have gone a little overboard." I pointed to the load of accessories for decorating Alice and Jasper's room.
"Only the best works for me. Besides, chicks normally take care of this stuff, so I was a little out of my element. I didn't know what exactly to get, so I kind of just went for it all." He shrugged.
"I'd say," I rolled my eyes and picked up the first of candles.
"So, Bella. How are things going with Edward? You two looked nice and cozy." He wiggled his brows, basically looking like a jock without a sober thought on his mind.
"It felt nice and cozy." I grinned, placing more candles around the room. Emmett started lighting them.
"Just remember to keep the bumping, groaning and moaning noises to a minimum later. I'd like a good night's sleep. That reminds me. I put Elizabeth to sleep in my room fifteen minutes ago."
I flushed furiously and my cheeks burned. "Emmett," I wheezed. He just shrugged. Wow, this was embarrassing. It was probably because the irrational part of my body was dancing around that fire of desire. I felt so warm inside, almost so much that it ached.
"Oh, you are so easy Bella. You practically do my job for me. Cute blush, by the way."
"Just get your mind out of the gutter," and I will try to as well, I amended in my head. "Edward has his own room. You didn't need to tuck Elizabeth in with you."
"Who are you kidding, Bella? Yes, I did. Seriously, do you even remember what a guy looks like naked? …Or what the word fellatio means? You are so getting laid tonight. I will bet my ass." I turned away from him immediately, hiding my scarlet face while I grumbled under my breath. Emmett laughed loudly, content that his badgering me was working. Finally, he shut up and I was sure the color of my face had drained enough for me to avoid further taunting. He paused, his face shifted and he stopped lighting candles. "Do you think that they…" he threw a glance around the room.
"Did I not just tell you to clean up that dirty mind of yours? Besides, I hardly see how that is any of your business." I practically spat at him. I shook my head and lowered the Champagne into the cooler. Would he just let the topic go!
"I was actually serious this time," he said almost shyly.
"Oh, sorry, it's hard to tell sometimes." I frowned. These sober moments with him were so rare.
"That's okay. I know." He flashed a small dimpled smile. "I mean, do you think a person would ever be able to recover enough to be that open enough to be with someone again? I mean, we both saw what that fucking bastard did to my sister and the way she ruined herself over it."
"I think it might be possible to put it behind you, but I don't think everyone could recover." I set the glasses on the table.
"I am not talking as a testosterone pumped guy here, but I hope so for them. I really don't mean to be insensitive, but I think it is important to be, uh, physical with the person you love. When I find the one that I want to be with for the rest of my life, and don't give me grief about this later, but I would want to cherish her that way," he said gently.
A shudder ran over my skin and my eyes all but popped out of their sockets. This conversation was a little intense. "Oh, I think you cherish plenty of women, Emmett."
"Don't Bella. I'm being serious," he castigated.
"Oh, so you don't like to be teased," I said too sweetly.
He groaned. "Touché."
"Emmett, I don't want to dish any details, but I know they're closer again. I see them kissing often. The energy is also different between them. It's sort of moving back to how they used to be before Jasper's attack."
Emmett grinned warmly. "Yeah, I think we both know those two weren't lazy prior to… er..."
"No, they weren't," I conceded quietly. It was a long time since I witnessed it, but I knew how physically close they had been in the beginning. I had lived through it.
"No matter how things are now, they should still have this." He glanced around the room at all the lit candles and the romantic and intimate setting.
"I agree. They should." I started picking up the wrappings and empty box of candles and we left the room.
I had a few glasses of wine, now that Elizabeth was sleeping and apparently in Emmett's care. Edward wasn't really happy that Emmett never asked me to take her and just did. I guessed he felt a little left out. We needed to talk to Emmett about that later, but right now, I didn't want the grief. He only tried to help.
My head was feeling a little light, delirious, and perhaps even woozy. I wasn't sure if it was the wine, the love or in general trying to hold back from kissing Edward. I was having serious problems with the latter. His mouth was so warm, giving and persuasive whenever it was on mine, which was often. We danced a lot more to the up-tempo music, where I was basically being swung around like a rag doll and laughing so hard my stomach hurt.
Around us, people's eyes were losing focus, their voices getting loud and a few were downright drunk. It was late into the night, but no one apart from the youngest guests had gone to bed. I glanced around for Alice, but found neither her nor Jasper were anywhere in sight. When did they vanish? I smiled. I was glad they had.
"Come on, Bella." Edward's hand at my waist pulled me towards the dance floor again. A new happy tune was playing.
"I can't." I tried to say more, but I was so out of breath. I was literally panting. "I need a break… and some air." I added when a fresh breeze from the open door swept into the banquet. I was sweaty and the wind felt inviting and cooling. I entwined my fingers into Edward's pulling him behind me.
I leaned against the wall outside, filling my heated lungs with the chilly air. Oh, it felt good. I took a swig of the wine that I had brought with me. Edward helped himself to the rest of the fruity drops and left the glass on a nearby table.
His cheeks were warm and eyes radiant glancing down at me. "You are so beautiful."
"Thank you," I answered as my breath was finally slowing. "You're not so bad yourself."
He drew his hands up and down my arms, protecting my skin from the cool evening. "Don't get cold. I don't want you to get sick."
"I won't get sick. I got you to keep my warm." I tilted my head upward, inviting him to envelop my mouth with his. He didn't hesitate for a second. I slung my arms around his neck, worshipping his mouth with perhaps a little too much vigor. This delirious feeling was addictive.
Strange sounds emanated from just around the corner and our mouths parted immediately. "You heard that right?" Edward whispered. I nodded feeling strangely alert at the noises.
"I hope it isn't one of Jasper's young cousins, who have had too much to drink," I said.
Slowly, Edward moved away, throwing a quick glance around the corner. His mouth popped open and his eyes widened. "Oh… Oh wow."
"What is it?" I moved beside him and took a peek for myself. Oh that. I pulled back and drew Edward after me. We really shouldn't bother them right now. Not in that state.
"Who the hell was that? They were girls," he blurted stunned.
I laughed at his shocked expression. "Of course they were. Edward, you're at a lesbian wedding, so it's kind what you could expect."
"I just never ever saw girls making out like that. Do you know them?" he grinned boyishly.
"Not really. I think one of them is Maria, an old friend of Jasper's, but I am not sure who the other one is. I only met her today and I can't remember her name."
"Maybe someone should let them know that they could catch a cold like that?" Edward said, laughing and wrapped his arms around me. "We should go inside again. Want something to drink?" I shook my head no. The heat inside was suddenly heavy and drowsing. "Dance with me," he asked quietly.
I nodded, followed him into the shelter of the music and leaned into his chest. It felt like home. The music was unhurried now. We swayed slowly, while my body was starting to feel heavy. "You're basically falling asleep in my arms, Bella." I smiled groggily into his chest. "You should go to bed. Get some rest," he offered.
I nodded slowly, wondering how I went from laughing to basically sleeping sanding up in the blink of the eye. The number of guests had faded a little, but I didn't bother to say goodnight to anyone. I just left with my hand locked in with Edward's.
We stood in the hall, staring deeply into each other's eyes. We were just outside my door. "How badly do you want to sleep in the room farther down the hall?"
"Not at all," he whispered longingly. I stepped to my toes and kissed him.
"Then get your stuff…" I turned the handle and opened the door to my room. "And come join me."
"Slow, Bella." He reminded me. "I know very well the effect you have on me."
"We'll just sleep. I don't want to be alone either. Get your stuff," I pushed.
Quickly, I brushed my teeth and had a drink of water. I stared at my reflection. My eyes were bright with excitement. They mirrored exactly how I felt. Back in my room, Edward had left his stuff next to mine. He was pulling out of his tux and unbuttoning his shirt. I started taking my hair down, but I didn't get very far until Edward took over. "Let me do that," he said and started digging for the bobby pins Alice had secured it with earlier. His fingers brushed my neck as the curls fell down over my back. His nails scraped gently over my scalp, massaging. "I think I got them all now," he murmured. I hummed in response as goose bumps rose on my flesh. He stopped touching me and fished something out of his bag. "I'll just use the bathroom."
I shrugged out of the dress and pulled out my sleepwear. I changed quickly, feeling a little stab of disappointment that he hadn't actually tried to kiss me. I sat down on the bed and waited, unsure what to do with myself. Edward re-emerged wearing pajama bottoms and no shirt. His skin was pale and incredible smooth, stretched over muscles rippling down over his chest and stomach. Heat unfurled deeply in my stomach again. Oh no.
"Do you want me to put a shirt on?" he smiled, calling me out on basically devouring him with my eyes. "Or I can just take the one you're wearing as that seems to be mine as well. Seriously, how many of my old shirts do you have?"
I closed my eyes and groaned embarrassed. "Just the two you've seen." I pulled the sheets back and climbed in. Edward followed, smiling, and nestling around me. I felt so safe and having him this close felt incredible. I glanced up at him, taking in his radiant face. "Night, Edward."
"Night Bella. I had a really good time today," he whispered.
"Me too. Thank you." I mouthed, feeling a deep a gratitude for this glorious day. The emotion ran hot and furious through my veins. I stretched and pressed my lips to his mouth for a goodnight kiss.
I never meant for it to happen, but I couldn't let go. I cupped my hand around his face and we just kept kissing, parting our lips to each other and just lost ourselves to the kiss. The warmth of his body next to mine only fueled this unstoppable hunger flooding through my body. Edward drew over me, pinning me down on the bed, while the kiss just exploded between us. Soon, hands were searching, touching and caressing, though we promised each other to take this slow. Limbs grinded lustfully as our lips danced. I felt so wanting and so full of need, like I never thought possible. His hands were moving under my shirt, while searching and stopping to knead my breast. I moaned when his hand loved my skin with his expert touch. I struggled to sit up without letting our mouths part for longer than it took for us to get my shirt off.
I didn't think. I didn't stop want to ponder whether this was the right thing to do. I just wanted to feel. I needed to feel. Leaving my lips, I curled my fingers into his thick hair, when Edward kissed and caressed my body vigorously. I remembered very well how talented he was with his mouth and every single muscle in my belly clenched hard. He didn't move further south, but disappointingly trailed north again. With his mouth once more cherishing mine, I gave up thinking about anything in the world and just surrendered my body to feeling this intense and primal connection with him.
"We really shouldn't be doing this, Bella," Edward croaked suddenly with his mouth working against mine. His breathing was labored, just like mine.
"I know." I moaned helplessly and raked my fingers down his bare back. "But I want to. So badly." I pressed down on his lower back, arching my hips against him and pressing our bodies closer together.
"Me too," he groaned. His hand snaked down my side, letting it slip into my pajama pants and panties while feeling my backside. He ground himself to me, against me, while rotating creating a friction at the junction of my thighs that I excruciatingly longed for. My arousal was spinning higher and higher and out of control. "I want you so much. I can't stand it." He breathed desperately into my mouth. His words caused an insistent tingle to run over my skin, raising all the tiny hairs on my body.
"Do that again," I whimpered somewhere in between a pleased grunt and a murmur. My breathing was ragged and unstable when he rubbed his hard ridge against my burning spot once more. It was like I wanted to shed my skin, bare my soul and to fill this desperation that I had for him. It ached all over my body and I knew exactly what I needed to make this inconceivable and provoking stirring stop. "Please, Edward." I lifted my hips from the bed, hoping that he wouldn't deny me.
His untamed and wild eyes threw a smoldering glace at me. "Yeah?" Air from his mouth feathered over my face in short gushes. His breathing matched mine, making his chest rise and fall hard.
"Yeah." I answered his barely articulated question. "I need it." Somehow, I knew we both understood my want.
"You don't have to explain," he said warmly, completely understanding the desperation that even I didn't comprehend. Splayed naked underneath him a split second later, I used my hands to feel his body as he started an enthusiastic and warm path down my chest, to my ribs and stomach. He kissed, cherished, nibbled and suckled my skin until I was left with a flaming need of relief. He paused suddenly, staring at my stomach with a look full of wonder. Cautiously, he brushed his fingers down one side of my belly. "You didn't have these the last time that we made love." He met my eyes. "Are these from when you were pregnant?" He asked quietly. I nodded. I had only a few stretch marks running down the sides of my stomach. He smiled tenderly and slowly made a point of kissing those rather unattractive streaks on my body, before he moved to the apex of my thighs. Oh my…
I could hardly contain my own feelings when Edward gave my aching body and me exactly what I needed. His mouth was searing hot, while his tongue was like cinder that consumed whatever it touched. I arched, almost violently when an incredible and shattering climax slammed into me. Edward pressed my hips into the mattress, holding me down, and not letting me up from his scorching and unimaginably overpowering assault on my core. I coiled my hands hard into his hair, while letting go, floating with pleasure and just receiving whatever he offered.
As I was resurfacing from my euphoria, I found him hovering above me with a smug smile on his face. "I don't think that I will ever tire of hearing you sound so sweet," he said. I bit my lip, knowing that I had surely thrown a pair of unflattering profanities into the air. I didn't respond. I just pulled him down to me, kissing him and devoured his wicked mouth.
His skin was damp against mine. Our legs were seeking a place to belong by snaking and grinding like branches growing and twirling into each other. A slow smoldering fire resonating from Edward kept guzzling my skin. I was still ablaze feeling his naked erection pressing against me. I wasn't sated yet, nor was he.
I whined longingly when he pulled away from me and reached down from the bed dragging his bag closer. I tilted my head back, trying to figure out what the hell he was doing all of a sudden. He moved over me again, kissing my collarbone sweetly. Lacing our fingers together, I felt sharp corners dig into my palm. "We better be careful this time," he said, before he started kissing my neck hungrily.
I unfolded my hand and stared at the small foil package. I blushed furiously, knowing that I should have remembered this. I should have learned my lesson from the first time that we were together, especially now that we knew what could happen from forgetting a condom. "Good thinking," I answered, hoping to mask my own lack of attention. Pushing him off me, I quickly tore the wrapper, hoping I knew how to do this, even though I hardly ever had tried it before. With slightly shaky hands, I touched Edward, enjoying his sighs of pleasure when rolled the condom over him. This wasn't really how I wanted to feel him, but I had no choice. It was either this or nothing and I knew for sure that I needed the rest of my ache dulled or I would lose my mind.
Lying back down, his hand at my hip kept me in place. I squirmed wantonly against him, while inviting him to claim me. His soft mouth covered mine and our tongues merged wet and supple, twisting around each other with no end. I wrapped my legs around his waist, feeling ready and waiting for him. Slowly, oh so torturously slowly, he sank into me. My breath fluttered when I moaned. My sounds were drowning in his pleased groans while we were merged this intimately. My mind shut down. I just gave into the rhythmic magnificent filling sensation and firm thrusting that finally satisfied my ache.
Sweat beaded on my skin and mixed with Edward's as we made love. My breathing was shallow and interrupted by moans of pure pleasure. Edward was gritting his teeth above me, looking just as lost to the sensation as I felt. A tingle crawled up my spine promising a climax just at the horizon. My muscles locked the same time as Edward's breath tensed and together we lost contact with this world and escaped into another realm of bliss.
I lay satiated and sweating, while running my fingers over Edward's damp back. His breathing was slowly calming and a low sated humming reverberated in his chest. He dipped his head into the cook of my neck. "I missed you," he whispered.
"I love you." I said out loud. There would be no secrets between us anymore. I wanted him to have every cell of my body and for him to know all corners of my heart and mind. I wasn't going to hold back anything from him.
"I love you, too, Bella." He reciprocated when he pulled back. He brushed damp locks of hair from my forehead. "So very much." The air around us felt so light.
"While trying to piece us back together, it's nice to know that this still works." I smirked and raked my nails gently up his back. He shuddered with pleasure. "This time, the bed even survived."
He grinned. "This one is solid oak, not much I can do about that." He kissed the tip of my nose. "It was very, VERY, nice, though, not how I pictured the evening ending."
"Disappointed?" I pouted theatrically, knowing taking things slow between us had just been tossed far out the window. Right now, I didn't care. I felt rejuvenated and alive.
"Never," he laughed that calming melodic sound. "I am not regretting at all, but please just know that I never planned for this to happen so soon," he said quietly.
"It's okay, neither did I," I grinned feeling incredibly light hearted. It was like I was floating on the biggest pink and soft cloud that there ever was.
"I'll get cleaned up," he said, after a delicate and sacred moment of silence between us. He started to pull back gently, breaking our precious connection. I groaned displeasingly and closed my eyes. I felt almost lonely with him gone from my body. "Oh, for fucks sake," he grunted suddenly.
I opened my eyes to see him sitting on his knees between my parted legs with his face all scrunched up. "What's wrong?
"The condom broke."
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