Sorry guys... i was moving... and then without internet for awhile... so this chapter... is short... and NICE. BTW all things twilight are Stephenie's
Chapter 9:
He laid with her on top of him onto her bed, the old springs gave a soft creaking moan as he did so. It felt so good to have her wrapped warm and close around him. He noticed with frustration that her hair was pulled up again. He tugged the ponytail holder gently out of her hair. It spread out like mahogany silk falling around her shoulders and face. It was the sexiest thing he'd ever seen. Still damp from her evening shower, it released is sweet perfume of flowers and strawberries. He took a deep breath and knew that he would never find anything that smelled like that again in his life. He nuzzled his face in her throat.
She felt like she would explode. His lips traveled all over her neck and brushed against her jaw line. Everywhere his lips touched a fire spread into her veins from the spot. Her breath was coming faster and faster. She needed the feel of his skin on hers more than she needed air. She tugged at the bottom of his shirt hoping he would get the hint and remove the barrier so she could touch him.
She could honestly say that she had never felt this way before. She had never been so swept up by someone. She'd never wanted someone so bad that she ached with the absolute need. She finally got her hands on his naked chest as his shirt made its way over his head. It was hot smooth flesh over hard muscle. She ran her fingers over his bare body and thrilled at the path of goose bumps she was leaving.
Her hands moved over his body, flitting like the wings of a hummingbird. Every stroke of her hands left his skin humming, and he craved more. He was so hard that he was throbbing with pure need and desire. He wanted her. There was no question about that, and right now, it was driving him mad.
He tore her shirt trying to get it off. Hell, he'd buy her a new one. He trailed kisses over her chest and sucked her nipples. This made her catch her breath and that sound drove him closer to the edge.
At this point in time, she wanted him so badly that she was past the point of rational thought. She reached down to his waist to unbutton his pants, pulling them down. There he was in naked, glorious splendor. Her eyes followed the trail of light hair that made its way down his lower torso until it brought her eyes to what she craved the most. She smiled as she bit her lower lip. Most men would have been put to shame by Jake, the only other comparison she had. Edward was not in danger of being shamed. She pulled off her panties she'd been wearing under her night shirt. She wanted him now.
He couldn't hold himself back anymore. She was writing beneath him and she was rubbing against him, begging with her body. She was biting that damn bottom lip of hers again… that was it. It was all he could take. He took her mouth with his as he plunged into her. And it was heaven. She was warm and wet. Ready for him.
She was more than ready for him. As, she felt him in her for the first time, she knew this was it. It was like she let out a breath she'd been holding her whole life. She could finally release. That's what it was. As she moved with him, she felt all her tension melt away. There was nothing beyond this room, this bed, this man. There was no one else in this world.
The sounds that were issuing from her mouth came from low in her throat. They were a sexy mix of purr and moan. And they were the only sound he could hear. He felt only her around him, smelled only the perfume of her fresh from the shower and her arousal. It was the sweetest scent, the warmest feeling. He knew that this was it. There was no future without her and no past that would ever matter in comparison to what was now. She was his. She was his life.
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He'd known all along that he'd been falling for her. From the first stumble over her own two feet he'd witnessed. She was sweet and fiery. She was beauty and clumsiness. She was selfless and she was his. He knew she had to feel the way that he felt. It wouldn't have been that way had she felt different. But it had been that way. Now, he watched her deep even breathing as she slept in his arms. Her hair was tangled and nested all over her head. She smiled and murmured in her sleep. It had been his name she said as she dreamed, and he'd never been happier.
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It was easy to be protected if you were sleeping with the law.
He was growing weary of waiting.
"We need a plan." He looked over his shoulder to his long time lover.
"Yes." She released the word in a catlike hiss. She was a woman of few words, but she had millions of plans. Her expertise was escaping and getting others out of trouble.
"Let's go plan."