A Far Cry Of Hope

Chapter 4: The True Thing (CENSORED FOR GOOD REASON)

Bella POV

A whole week had passed since I'd met Edward - and already, I adored him. The sight, the scent and prescence of him made me happy. I'd never been with anybody so kind, flirty and generous as him. He was a good person, proberly too perfect for me to even start to describe. He'd taken me out to a really small but amazing Italian place called Bella Italia. He sensed that I loved Italian food and he said my parents choose a good name for me as he told me, I was the most beautiful women he'd ever met. As always - with his compilments, came my deep blushes. That only made him smile deeper. I had asked why and he had simpley replied "Your blush is pretty - Just like your character." Right on que - the blush turned my face into a tomato.

But then when I'd dropped him off some of my home-made gingerbread, something unexpected happened. I remember walking into his hotel room and he turned to me and as normal he gave me a hug. I walked to his counter-top and put down the gingerbread. He sat down and opened the wrappings. He opened and saw the smiley faces on the gingerbread men. I'd also made gingerbread ladies and children. He chuckled and thanked me for the gift. He leaned over and his face was exceptionly close to mine. I contiued to smile dazzed at him. I didn't notice until after it happened, that he was kissing me.

His lips were very soft and seemed quite clear. He didn't whip out his tounge (thank god) but he was a great kisser. I kissed him back with all the emotion I'd been feeling since I'd met him and he was surpised. He pulled back and looked at me, with longing. I held my gaze until I couldn't stand it no longer. I crawled onto his chest, and kissed him urgently. He responed quickly enough. He moved with such passion that I felt like crying. I licked his lips and he licked mine. Then our tounges touched mid-lick. We both stopped and slowly ever so slowly, I marched my tounge to his and groaned - full of longing and tension.

Before we both realised it, we were laying ontop of his super kingsized bed. It was luxuary standard softness and felt so right for him. I never do "one stand nights" or sleeping with friends but I didn't think i could contain my longing. I wanted him in me and he proberly wanted to as well. I was breathless and asked him, panting "Are we?"

He raised his eyebrows, "You choose." I gaped at him. "I think we shouldn't choose like that. Do you want to as much as I do?" He nodded. I attcked his lips and at the same time, pulled the zip of his jeans. I helped me shift his jeans off. Good god! His legs were as good as his chest. It wa shis turn now. I was wearing a long shirt and he rolled me over to pull down the zip at the back. I blushed as my bright neon pink underwear made him blink. He laughed and motioned to me. I threw my top of, so it was just me in my underwear.

"You need to get more clothes of Edward." I growled. He still had his jacket, t-shirt and shoes on. I crept down his leg, removed his shoes and socks. He lay ontop of me. I shock my head. If we were doing this, might as well do it the whole way. I yanked his jacket off and threw it across the bedroom. Edward seemed to remember that the bedroom door was still open and jumped off me. I yowled palyfully - meowing him to get back. He closed, locked and swipped it with his card, making it lock complety.

What happened next was history.

This was censored as I was panicked that one of my friend would read (and not understand) that this is meant to be a grown up story. Anyway - its kinda gross at the moment (lolzax) I'l remind you I am a teenager and ectera bla bla bla. But -- if (and this mite be with my otehr stories and more to come) I will make them more grown up (as I grow up) as right now im a teenager writting this while im tucked away at home, ill off school. Sorry - rant over - please review - if your've read the uncensore chapter again lolzaxx ;)