A/N: Warning: This chapter is changing the stories rating to M. Hope you enjoy their boundary testing. :P
I do not own any of the characters. They all belong to the wonderful Stephenie Meyer. I also do not own any songs or websites mentioned. They belong to their respective owners.
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Chapter 11: Beyond the Boundaries
BPOV
I could not wait to get home. That whole weekend had been complete torture with Edward teasing me at every chance he could, making me anticipate getting home so much more. What looked like casual bumps or playing footsies, was actually secret swipes at me. He would bump into me, his arms grazing my breasts. If I had thought only his hand left trails of fire, his foot brushing up and down my leg at the breakfast table nearly made me want to jump him there.
I was practically bursting as we pulled up to the front of the house. Emmett, Alice, Rosalie, and Jasper hadn't even left Edward's parents house yet, being asked to spend one more day with their parents. My mom and dad had to get back to work, so Edward and I were home-free.
I put Jake in his cage. He was sulking again about not getting to see Nessie, so he didn't try to protest or whine. As soon as I turned around, Edward was behind me.
"Oh! You scared me!" I said breathlessly, placing a hand over my ever-rising heart rate.
"Did I now?" he said in a smooth, seductive voice.
My knees threatened to give out, as he stepped closer, placing his arm around my lower back, holding me steady.
Before I could even calm my heart, his lips were attacking mine hungrily, send my heart fluttering even more. I immediately parted my lips so that I could taste him more. His tongue swirled around mine, dancing with it, leaving me in a daze. I was vaguely aware that he was walking us towards my room.
My legs complied easily, moving us ever closer to my now inviting bed. We fell onto it, never breaking the kiss, with a small bounce of the mattress. I giggled against his lips, as he pulled me onto him more and slid comfortably onto the bed.
I could feel him pressing against me through his pants. It made me blush and I started to wonder where this was going to go. I wanted it to go somewhere, I just wasn't sure if I would be able to stop him, or if I'd even want to when it got to that point.
I slowly broke the kiss, trying to reach down and tug on his shirt to take it off. He sat up slightly and pulled it off quickly. I was in shock at how much more gorgeous he looked without a shirt, though I'd already seen it several times. I wondered if I'd ever stop being dazzled by the very sight of him.
His pale, smooth chest felt soft under my touch. I ran my hand down his torso, stopping at the top of his pants. I felt him twitch beneath me and blushed again. He smiled mischievously and slid his hands down my shoulders and back to the hem of my shirt. I sat up slightly and allowed him to pull it off. He did it painfully slow.
He looked at my now exposed upper body reverently, in awe. His hand came up to lightly trace the side of my neck, following my collarbone, sliding his finger down to the valley between my breasts. His touch gave me tingles, and I shivered in response. He smiled at my reaction and reached around to unhook my bra. He looked at me, as if asking my permission. I paused quickly, but nodded for him to continue.
The bra was off in one swift motion. He had only used one hand!
"Are you sure you don't have experience in this department, Mr. One-hand?" I asked incredulously.
"Absolutely none at all. Guess I'm just a natural." he said flashing that crooked grin and a wink before he slid the straps of my bra down my arms.
I lifted my arms so that he could take it off completely. He looked shocked, and happily so. He slid his hands to where I had longed for them to be all weekend. He groped me carefully, reveling in the feel. His hands sent electric shocks though my body. I felt myself leaning more into his hands, begging for more of his delicate and amazing touch.
He complied by running his thumb across my nipples, immediately making them harden before his very eyes. I groaned at the feel of it, feeling a dull ache between my legs. The feeling surprised me, but I knew I wanted more of him, needed more of him.
I felt my hips rock once against him, feeling him through his pants still creating an amazing feeling at my center. My eyes flew open in shock from the sensation. I looked at him to see that his eyes were shut and his jaw was clenched.
"God, Bella, I want you so bad." he said, groping my breasts roughly.
I moaned loudly and rocked my hips once more. He moaned in return and I slid my hands back down to the top of his pants. He released my breasts and pulled me to his side so that we were laying face-to-face.
I slid my hand further down, rubbing my hand across the screaming bulge in his jeans.
"Bella, oh, you have no idea what you do to me." he said through clenched teeth.
He slid his hand down my side, reaching over to my backside, squeezing gently. His hand then slid to the front to slide down my front, cupping my sweet, heated center. Just him being there caused me to react. I ended up squeezing him where my hand was still placed and he let out a throaty growl. He let out a muffled "Bella," before he started to rub a finger across my bundle of nerves through my jeans.
My body immediately started to speed up his slow rhythm, begging him for more. I slid my hand back up his jeans and started to undo the button. I was unzipping his pants, when a sound interrupted us, startling us both. We sat bolt upright listening for the sound again.
It was Jake. I heard a light yelp from the kitchen. That was his signal for "I gotta pee." Edward and I both groaned. I pulled on my shirt, not bothering with my bra, reluctantly sliding off the bed.
"I'll be right back. Don't move a muscle." I threw over my shoulder, as I walked over to Jake.
I walked into the kitchen and slid the cage door open, letting Jake run out and over to the sliding glass door.
"Always someone there to ruin a perfectly good moment." I grumbled as I opened the door and stepped outside with Jake.
He quickly did his business and I put him back away, running back to my room.
"Back." I said excitedly.
Edward was still laying in the same spot, just as I had left him. He looked back over his shoulder, smiling at me. He motioned for me to join him with his index finger.
I flung myself onto the bed beside him. Attacking him with my mouth, kissing him feverishly. He responded quickly, flipping me onto my back and fighting for dominance. I eagerly granted it, wanting things to accelerate between us.
He reached down to take off my shirt once more and I shimmied my way out of it quickly. There was no time for waiting. I put my hands to the top of his pants once more and I started to slide down the already unzipped jeans. He helped me by wiggling out of them and kicking the last of them onto the floor.
He quickly made work of taking off my jeans.
"I have to make it fair. You have too many clothes on." he said as he slid my pants down and off my ankles.
The feelings of our nearly naked bodies together made me shudder in yet-to-be-felt pleasure. I wrapped my arms around his neck, and my legs around his hips. He pushed his erection against me, moaning loudly as he leaned down to kiss me again. I slid my hands across the planes of his back, using my nails to trail lines down his spine. I rested my hands on his perfect butt, smiling against his lips.
He smiled in return and lifted me up with one hand, pressing us closer together. I threw my head back in pleasure, as my body screamed for more attention. The dull ache from before was becoming more noticeable. I was sure he could feel the wetness pooling in my panties.
He reached between us and ran one finger underneath the edge of my panties, causing me to buck my hips against him hard. He rubbed himself against me again before slipping his hand fully beneath the thin layer of clothing separating our naked bodies. His fingers slid lower, searching for the, now throbbing, ache between my legs.
I pushed myself against his hand, feeling the rough skin of his fingertips stroke my bundle of nerves. I arched my back at the feeling, but immediately grew cold and started hyperventilating as the doorbell rang.
Edward immediately pulled his hand away, jumping off the bed in search of his shirt and jeans. I frantically tried to put all my clothes on in the correct order, my hands shaking horribly. Edward was ready before me and since his hair always looked messy, he went to answer the door, just as I slid my shirt over my head and buttoned up my jeans. I breathed a sigh of relief at not getting caught and went into the bathroom to straighten out my hair.
"So! What were you two up to?" Alice suddenly said from beside me.
I jumped and let out a screech.
"Oh Jesus, Alice. You can't do that! Heart failure runs in my family!" I said, placing my hand over my heart, trying to control it's frantic beating and my breathing.
"Hmm, seems suspicious. I'll let you off this time, but next time, you're spilling." she said with an evil glint in her eye as she skipped merrily out of the room.
Evil, little know-it-all. I thought to myself, as I grumbled about a perfect moment being sorely interrupted, for the second time in one day.
I felt two arms slink their way around my waist before I saw that it was Edward in the mirror.
"What's got you all shaken up, love?" he purred in my ear.
"Alice. She snuck up on me. That and she ruined a perfectly good...situation." I said, trying to decide on a word that would fit. It still didn't sound right, but he understood me and that was enough.
"It's okay. Who said we can't get back to where we were later?" he whispered, nipping playfully at my earlobe.
I felt my knees give out and I slumped into his grasp. He chuckled as he uprighted me against him.
"Listen, Bella, I've had this plan for this little dinner date at my apartment and was wondering if maybe we could have it sometime next week?" he asked me, bringing me out of my thoughts of where things could've gone.
"Huh—what? Oh, sure. Sounds great. It's just at your place, right? Nothing fancy? No surprises?" I asked after the words sunk in.
"Uh, sure. Yeah. Nothing fancy. Just a little dinner at my house, for just the two of us." he said uneasily.
I shrugged it off.
"Sure. I'd love to." I said, smiling at him in the mirror, as I returned to taming my tangles.
He smiled back and placed a tender kiss at the edge of my jaw and walked out to the family room.
When I finally joined him in the front room, making sure I was thoroughly calm and straightened out, I found only Alice and Emmett sitting in the living room, chatting with Edward.
They immediately stopped talking when I entered the room. What are they up to?
I walked over cautiously and took a seat next to Edward.
"Sooooo...what's up guys? Where's Jazz and Rose?" I asked, trying to get them to start talking again.
"Rosalie had to take Nessie to the groomers for her mom and Jazz had to study for a History final. Like he really needs to..." Alice added to herself.
"Oh. So, what were you guys talking about before I came over here?" I asked tentatively, scanning their faces for any kind of reaction.
Emmett grinned his goofy grin and Alice smacked him in the chest.
"Just some Christmas break plans. You know, the semester is almost over and Christmas is coming soon. Just trying to plan early." She said trying to diffuse whatever Emmett had been about to spill.
"Uh-huh. Interesting. So what plans have you come up with?" I said, trying to get as much information as I could.
"The usual. Get together with the fam. Hang out here. Maybe ice skating or something?" she said, not fazed by my prying words.
I nodded and gave up on my quest for juicy information.
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The last two weeks of school passed in a blur with papers, presentations, and tests galore. I passed all my classes with A's and B's, but now I was worried about their "plans" for the break. I had tried to bring it up more, but Alice was always ready to dodge the answer I was searching for. It's like she knew when I was gonna ask.
It was a Friday night, and I had been working, as usual. I raced home, since tonight was supposed to be Edward's and my date night. I was somewhat worried about tonight. We were having an official date since the last time we had tried getting anywhere physically. Part of me rejoiced at the thought of possibly testing those boundaries some more, while another part was worried he would reject me.
What if he doesn't want to do anything like that? What if this is just another date? I thought worriedly. Well, I knew it couldn't be just some date, for two reasons. One being, it's Edward Cullen. The other being, I had this gut feeling tonight was important for us. I truly hated surprises.
I pulled into the driveway and ran to my room. I jumped frantically in the shower, scrubbing my hair as quick and efficient as possible. I was out within a matter of minutes and quickly dried off so I could wrap the towel around myself and decide what to wear. When I walked into my room, an outfit was already laid out, accessories and shoes included.
I raised my eyebrows in shock, but then realized Alice must've had it set out and I just hadn't noticed it in my run towards the shower.
The outfit was cute, yet simple. A simple, black dress, with short, cap sleeves, and an empire waist. It was paired with electric purple tights, black Mary Jane shoes, a black trench, and a matching set of purple, knit gloves and scarf. I only put the dress on for now, so that I could freely blow-dry my hair. Again, as if on cue, Alice popped in and herded me into the bathroom, onto the stool.
She smiled, as she plugged in the hairdryer and a curling iron. She worked slowly, urging on my fear that tonight was important.
"So, Alice. You're being unusually careful tonight." I said, deciding to break the silence.
"Just want you to look extra special for your date, Bella. Never know what'll happen." she said not looking up from my hair that she was now curling into soft spirals.
"Oh, do you know what's going to happen? You're sure suspicious." I said, hissing as I felt the curling iron get extremely close to my scalp.
"No idea what you're talking about, Bella. You might not want to move, you'll get burned." she said, not meeting my eyes again, as she kept at her task.
I sat still from then on, scared of the devilish little girl.
Soon she was finishing by placing the last curl behind my ear. She covered my eyes and sprayed hairspray all over. I started coughing from the smell, but when the smoke cleared I looked in the mirror. My hair looked cute, but before I could even get up, Alice plopped a cute black, knit beret on top, pinning it in place with bobby pins.
"Now, I think you can do your own make-up, yes?" she said, when she had positioned the hat just right.
"Yeah. Thanks so much Alice. I love it." I said, smiling at her in the mirror.
"You're welcome. Have a fun night. Be careful." she said, winking at me and smirking as she left the bedroom.
I did my make-up, then got on my laptop to check my e-mail while I waited for Edward. Right when I sat down, my phone buzzed with a text.
Go upstairs and look down at the street. said the text from Edward. I made my way upstairs and opened the blinds. On the ground below me, in sidewalk chalk, was a huge writing of "I love you, Isabella Marie Swan" in perfect script letters. It was beautiful, yet cute at the same time. I ran downstairs and out the front door. I jumped straight into Edward's arms, nearly knocking him to the ground. I covered him in kisses until he said something about not being able to breathe and I just hugged his neck, while he held me, whispering "I love you, too Edward Anthony Cullen. I love you, too" over and over again.
I suddenly remembered I was still in a dress and jumped down from him, blushing like crazy. I took his hand and went back inside to grab my things. He stood at the door, waiting for me patiently.
I went into my room, jumped into my tights, stepped into my shoes, threw on my jacket, scarf, and gloves, and walked back out to him. He took my arm and we went out to his car. When we got to his apartment complex, he took me inside and straight out to the backyard area.
What I saw made my jaw drop. I just stood there staring like a fool at what he had set up.
The backyard had only two trees near each other, but they were covered in twinkling Christmas lights. Beneath the web of lights, was a small table. It was covered in a deep red tablecloth, with tall, white candles in the middle and two place settings. To the sides were two comfortable looking chairs. Next to the table, there was a small glowing pond, with various flowers floating around the edges. I stood there speechless, gazing at the setup.
"Edward, how did you do all of this?" I managed to get out, barely above a whisper. I turned to him and he was rubbing the back of his neck with one hand, looking like a disheveled masterpiece.
"Well, I got permission to dig in the backyard, so I dug a hole large enough for a kiddie pool, spray painted the kiddie pool electric blue, and put in a small light so that it would reflect the water in a prettier color, then put the kiddie pool in the hole. Then, I filled up the kiddie pool, picked some flowers at a nearby meadow that I love to go to, cut off their stems and let them float around the 'pond'. Then I set up this table out here with candles and two chairs for us to have a private dinner that I made myself. Do you like it?" He rambled on nervously, fear of rejection in his sparkling, emerald eyes.
I stood there, in shock and awe, amazed that he would do something like this for me.
"Edward. This is absolutely amazing. You do way too much for me. I'm a simple girl." I said smiling reassuringly at him. His shoulders instantly relaxed and he pulled me into a warm hug, kissing the top of my head.
"Okay, go take your seat. I'm going to bring out dinner." he said, now bubbling with energy, as he practically ran into the kitchen.
I took a seat in one of the chairs, noticing one of those heat lamps were beside each tree trunk, keeping me warm at the table. Edward emerged from the sliding glass door, carrying two salads on a tray with two glasses of a steaming liquid. He looked sexy as a waiter, even if he wasn't dressed the part. He was still dressed nicely, in a thick, fluffy, charcoal gray sweater with a white button-up underneath and nice, black jeans. He set down the food. We both dug into our salads and were quickly ready for the next course. He made his way back into the kitchen with the tray of empty plates and quickly re-emerged with different food. He set the tray down, so I could see what it was. It was the same dinners we had on our first date. I smiled at him across the table, as he raised his glass of warm, apple cider to me.
"A wonderful dinner, for a wonderful girl." he said smiling his crooked grin and tapping his glass to mine.
I blushed and took a sip of the delicious drink. We ate silently, not knowing what to say. There wasn't pressure to talk, but I still pondered on something I could bring up. I was already almost done with my plate, and so was he. Right as I was about to bring up plans for Christmas, he cleared his throat.
"Did you like it?" he asked, his eyes glowing gold in the flickering light of the candles that had melted to half their height.
"Yes. It's wonderful. You really didn't have to go through all this trouble, though." I said after I finished chewing my last bite of ravioli.
"It was no trouble at all." he said, grinning at me.
"But you had to cook two different dinners and you set up this backyard and—" I was interrupted by his laughter.
"Bella, Bella, Bella. I got this meal from the place we first went on our date, so no cooking there. I only made the salad and brewed the cider. Oh and I made dessert." he said turning thoughtful, but then came back to the conversation. "But Jasper and Emmett actually helped me with the backyard, while you were at work."
I just sat there gaping at him like a deer in the headlights. "Bella, you'll catch a fly, if you don't close your mouth, love." he said chuckling at my facial expression. I snapped my mouth shut and sent him a glare.
"And here I thought you had made this all by yourself." I said.
"And here you said I shouldn't have gone through so much trouble. But you find out I didn't and now you're mad at me?" he said chuckling at me again.
"Well, not mad. I don't know. More like I feel like it was a big trick." I said, smiling to myself.
"Oh, yes, love. I did all of this just to trick you into letting me in to your pants." he said winking at me.
"Keep it up, you might get your way." I mumbled, looking down at my empty plate and blushing.
"Really now?" he said mostly to himself.
He got up from his chair and took the plates away once more and emerged with drink refills and our dessert. Instead of sitting back down, he stood next to my chair. The next thing he did left me speechless and in total shock.
He pulled me out of my chair, got down on one knee and held out a small box for me.
"Isabella Marie Swan, in this box, I hold my heart. It is a promise ring. It means that I promise my heart, my love, my soul, to you and only you. It also means that I promise to one day replace it with a real engagement ring, and even later, a wedding ring, when I will get to call you my wife and truly claim you to be mine, forever. I didn't get you an engagement ring, yet, because I want to earn the money for it on my own, without the help of my parents, to show that I will work hard to earn and keep your love. Please accept this ring, as a token of my love." He said, opening the box and looking deep into my eyes with a look of determination, love, and happiness.
I stood there speechless, feeling the familiar lump in my throat signifying the happy tears that would soon by flowing freely down my cheeks.
"Yes, Edward. Of course. I just wish there was a way for me to claim you." I said giggling through my tears of joy.
He stood up and wrapped his arms around me before stepping back to put the ring on my hand. When he had completed his task, he wiped the tears from my face and picked me up in his arms and swung me around. We went to sit back down at our makeshift date table and I admired my ring.
It was a small, silver ring. It had a heart-shaped emerald in the middle with two wing-shaped diamonds on the sides of it. It was beautiful and the green stone in the middle would always remind me of Edward's soulful, loving eyes.
We ate our dessert together. He often would feed me pieces of the chocolate mousse from his spoon. I giggled a lot and as the flames on the table diminished, my flames of lust were picking up. I could see the same feelings flicker across Edward's gaze from across the table, his eyes often resting on the ring on my finger and then coming up to meet my eyes again.
When we had finished the dessert, he cleared the table, by placing everything onto the tray and into one hand, taking my hand is his free one.
He set the tray down in the kitchen and before I could even process what was happening, his lips were attacking mine. They tasted like chocolate and mint and Edward. It was delicious. My hands wound their way into his hair, pulling him closer to me, trying to eliminate all space between us. We stumbled backwards towards the couch, his lips leaving a blazing hot trail down my neck.
My heels were kicked off before I could cause any permanent damage to either of us and we fell backwards onto the couch, his body hovering over mine in a protective stance. I released one hand from his hair and slid it down to his back, pressing him down. I needed to feel him against me, feel the weight of him on top of me.
I slinked my way out of my jacket and threw my scarf on the coffee table. He broke the kiss and yanked his sweater over his head. I smiled at him and ran my hands down his chest, bringing them back up to slowly unbutton his shirt. As I slowly made my way through all six of the buttons, he was rubbing his hands across the sides of my thighs, up and under my dress.
His warm hands were now on the bare skin of my waist, sliding his fingers under the top band of my tights, as I slid the shirt off his shoulders. I let him take the tights off, lifting my hips to make it easier, only causing me to rub up against him. He paused and bit his bottom lip. It was the single most sexy thing I had ever seen.
I attacked him at this point, sliding my tights off faster, reaching for his pants with fumbling fingers, trying to undo his belt and zipper. He got what I was going for and slid my dress over my head. He hissed in delight as he buried his face in the valley between my breasts, leaving wet kisses along the way.
I pushed his pants down his hips, accidentally taking his boxers halfway down with him. We both froze and I blushed crimson. I could see almost the entire delicious V of his hipbones. He smiled mischievously at me, kicking off his pants and not bothering with the boxers, allowing me to make the choice.
I slid my hand down between us and started to pull the boxers down slowly, afraid of hurting him, with the way his member was graciously saluting me. I lifted them up and over it, allowing it to spring free. I gasped in shock and utter lust at the sight before me. I could feel the wetness in my panties practically seeping through.
My hand found its way back over and took a firm grasp of him, or at least as much as I could get a hold of. He let out a throaty moan, as I slowly started a pumping rhythm. His hands gripped the couch cushions, urging me to move faster. I complied, and soon I was actually having fun with it. I made it a game to see how fast I could go, pumping ever faster, feeling him get closer and closer to the edge.
Right as he was on the cusp, he lifted one hand and with one swift motion, pulled his boxers up and around it, not letting his orgasm drip all over the couch as evidence. The face of pure pleasure while he rode it out made me want to take him right then and there.
When it had finished pulsing, he reached down to me, teasing me through the thin fabric of my panties. I was sure he could feel the wetness dripping through.
"Oh Bella, you're ready for me." he said giving me a sly smile, as his hands ventured under the fabric.
His finger slid across the slick slit and I moaned his name in pleasure. This feeling was so new to me and it was completely amazing. I wondered why I had never tried it before.
His hand started a steady rhythm, circling around and over my swollen nub, dipping carefully into my center to re-coat his fingers with my juices. I could feel the tension pooling in the pit of my stomach, dragging me higher and higher to this extremely new and extremely pleasurable feeling.
"Faster..." I breathed out, and he complied readily, keeping up a steady, faster rhythm.
I gasped as I felt myself teetering on the edge. Just on the brink of something beautiful. My toes curled, my stomach tensed, my back arched, and there I went. I spiraled into my first, ever, orgasm. I gripped the cushions, but when I could not get a firm grasp, they found their way to Edward's hair, tangling themselves in the bronze mess, pulling him closer to me as my body convulsed in complete and utter pleasure.
My lips searched for his haphazardly, unable to see through the stars shining across my vision. They finally found his, just as I was coming down from my phenomenal, orgasmic high. I lay on the couch, out of breath, sweat beading on my forehead and all across my back.
Edward picked me up, and our clothes and took me upstairs to his room. He laid me on the bed gently, while I felt like curling up to sleep.
"I'll be right back. Gonna go clean up. Don't move." he said, walking into his bathroom with a fresh set of boxers.
I reached around the bed with half-lidded eyes, finally feeling a shirt. It was Edward's but I put it on anyways and laid back down on the bed. When I was drifting into sleep, I heard the bathroom door click open and a groan from Edward.
"God, I love you in my clothes." he whispered into my ear, as he slid into the spot on his bed beside me.
"Love you, too." I said groggily, a sleepy smile overtaking my face.
"Sleep, my Bella. I'll be right here beside you. Forever and always." he said, kissing me shoulder and snuggling into my side.
I drifted to sleep finally, happy and content.
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A/N: Okay so I hope I didn't just lose a bunch of readers with this chapter, but you had to see that something was coming [no pun intended], I mean it is Edward and Bella. I hope I didn't horribly butcher the sexual scenes either. I'm not too confident in my lemony skills. Feedback would be great. Negative included, as long as it is constructive. Please don't just say you suck, I hate you, but tell me what I did wrong. It would help me in future chapters and stories. Thanks for those who are sticking with me. I have 148 alerts, so it'd be nice to see at least a handful of reviews for this chapter. It was 11 pages. Sorry for the long wait. Hope you liked it. R&R please :D
-DL
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