The Twilight Twenty-Five
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Prompt: #13
Pen Name: MinaRivera
Pairing: Edward/Bella
Rating: M
Word Count: 493

Beta: Ms. Walrus

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Simply Beautiful

I could hear him in the shower. I tiptoed to the closet, took off all my clothes but my panties, put on his favorite sweatshirt, and then sat on his bed, waiting for him to come out.

"Holy shit! Bella?"

I grinned, pushing my hair behind my ear. "Surprise!"

He laughed and dropped the t-shirt he had in his hand. He was only wearing a pair of black boxers, and I drank in the sight.

"You're here," he whispered, looking down on me.

"Happy Birthday."

"Best birthday ever," he said, taking my face between his hands.

He leaned down, and his lips molded against mine perfectly. He pushed me down until I was laying back against the mattress with him hovering over me. It was a chaste kiss but filled passion. Neither of us felt the need to deepen it; happy to just reconnect and feel. I pulled back to catch my breath, but he kept kissing my cheeks, my nose, and my forehead, making me giggle.

"Thank you for coming."

I wrapped my arms around his neck and bit his chin. "You're welcome, but I have another present."

He raised an eyebrow, and I took a deep breath.

"My heart," I whispered against his lips. "I love you, Edward."

He closed his eyes and took a deep breath; when he opened them again he looked straight at into mine. "I love you too, Bella."

His lips found mine again; this time with a hunger I hadn't felt from him before. His hands palmed my ass under the sweatshirt, while his lips worked their way down my neck. I could feel him hot and hard, twitching against my thigh.

"Tell me to stop," he groaned, rocking against my center.

I shook my head, scratching his naked back with my nails. "Don't stop."

Our clothes were quickly removed, our skin touching and firing an inferno in my veins. He was relentless in his ministrations, and soon I was gasping and begging him to make love to me.

I heard a drawer opening and then something that sounded like a packet, but I was too lost in the sensations of his fingers and mouth. Then suddenly, he was right there.

He slowly sank into me, murmuring how much he loved me against my neck. I could feel every inch, and I threw my head back with a gasp when he was completely inside. Our hands entwined above my head, and he slowly pulled out and I lifted my hips to meet his. We moved together so well. In and out repeatedly; hard, slow and sensual. He sped up, and soon I felt the coil snapping. I screamed out his name, drowning in my climax. I could barely breathe, but I kept my eyes open to see his face contort in pure bliss as he came inside me.

That was the first night we made love in that college dorm.

But it certainly wasn't the last.

Thank you for reading. xo ~Mina