Chapter 16
(A/N: Rated M for mature content)
I am now Isabella Marie Swan Cullen. Or Bella Cullen for short.
Carlie went home with Carlisle and Esme. We didn't even have to ask. As soon as we stepped outside of the church they said they would take Carlie for the rest of the day and we could pick her up tomorrow. Edward was surprisingly driving at a slow pace back to the house. I thought he would have been driving like a lunatic.
I dropped the keys of the house on the table by the door as soon as I stepped inside, "You hungry?" I asked. It was already five in the afternoon and we hadn't even eaten lunch. Luckily Carlisle and Esme had lots of food at the house. I would be worrying about Carlie right now if they didn't.
"No," he replied back.
I shrugged and started walking upstairs, "Where are you going?" Edward asked.
"Upstairs?" I asked confused.
"To do…?" he asked.
"Change," I told him with a smile on my face. I had paused to see if he would catch my drift. He quickly bounded up the steps I had already gone up making me laugh. We continued walking upstairs and I was surprised once again that he wasn't kissing me. I walked into the room and went straight to the restroom. I shut the door behind me and locked it.
One thing that came good from my mother was the little piece of lingerie she had given me as a present. I took my clothes off and took it out from the back of the closet. I slipped the red lacy underwear on and the red bra with the lacy cups that were sewn with the lacy black bodice that barely passed my underwear.
I fixed my hair in the mirror with a smile, "What's taking so long?" Edward asked from the bedroom.
I walked over to the door, "Close your eyes," I told him.
"Why?" he asked.
"Just trust me," I told him.
"Okay," he replied back. I opened the door a crack and peeked at him to make sure he had them closed. He actually did what I had told him to.
I slipped out of the restroom, "Don't open them until I tell you to," I told him. He left them closed. He was sitting at the edge of the bed. I walked over to him and sat on his lap, "Open your eyes," I told him.
He slowly opened his eyes and smiled. He hadn't even looked at what I was wearing yet. His eyes slowly roamed down to my body. I didn't even have to ask him if he liked it. I could tell by the look in his eyes that he loved it. "Where did you get it?" he asked as his hands rested on my hips.
"My mom bought it for me," I said with a shrug, "So what do you think?" I asked as I looked down at myself.
"You should wear this more often," he told me in a thick voice.
I smiled, "Maybe I will…if you ever plan on taking it off of me," I told him.
"Wait," he told me before he lifted me up in his arms and got us to the head of the bed. He laid me down right next to him. This was different. He usually just started kissing me and it was on but this time he was taking his time.
He rested his hand on my side. I could feel the heat of his hands through the lace. "I want to do this right," he told me.
"Right? When have we ever done this wrong?" I asked confused.
He shook his head lightly, "This will be our first time as husband and wife."
I wrapped an arm around him, "I guess I should be lucky I have such a romantic husband then," I said with a smile.
His hand slowly moved up and down my side, "I love you Bella."
I reached up and pressed my lips against his, "I love you."
He lightly fluttered his lips over mine, "Is this going to be our honeymoon?" he asked between kisses.
"Might be," I replied back.
"Then I guess we should get started," he said before he deepened the kiss. His hand went under the bodice and reached up for my panty line. I reached down and quickly took his pants off. He kicked his pants to the ground at the same time I kicked my underwear off.
"You'll finally be mine," he said between kisses.
"I've always been yours," I told him back.
"But now it's permanent," he replied back a bit breathless. I grabbed the hem of his shirt and pulled it over his head. He continued kissing me after I threw it to the ground.
He was taking his time again. And I'll have to admit it was driving me a bit crazy, "Are you nervous?" I asked him.
"A little," he admitted. So that's why he's stalling.
"There's nothing to be nervous about Edward. It's still me," I told him as I ran my hands over his back.
"I know," he replied back.
"Then why be nervous?" I asked.
"Because it feels like this is our first time," he told me as he ran his hand under my bodice and started to unhook my bra from the hook in the front.
"It kind of is," I admitted.
"Don't say that you're making me more nervous," he said. He was having difficultly with the hook.
I lightly moved my hand away from his back and placed it on top of the hand that was on the hook. I pulled away from the kiss and looked him in the eyes, "Just calm down. It's me you're doing this with. Not anyone new," I told him softly.
He looked into my eyes intently before he leaned down and gently caressed my lips with his. I took my hand away from his and moved it down to his boxers. As soon as I got his boxers off he got my bra/bodice unhooked.
I smiled against his lips that he had finally gotten himself calm enough to unhook it. He seemed to hesitate to actually start the love making. I didn't know if he was teasing me or if he was nervous. I could feel it though. He was hesitating at my entrance and I wanted it bad.
"Edward," I whispered in need as I lightly dug my finger pads into his back. I was more sure that he was nervous than teasing me. I reached up and lightly nibbled on his ear. He inched closer but still didn't enter. I breathed lightly into his ear, "Make love to me Edward. Make love to me."
That did it. He easily slipped inside me making me lightly bite his ear. I moved my hips rhythmically with his and kissed his neck lightly. His lips fluttered over my skin in a soft caress. His hands wandered over my body like an angel's touch.
I gently ran my fingers through his hair as my lips searched for his. This time was different than other times. It was sweeter, gentler, and tenderer. He was caressing me like I was a fragile piece of glass that could break at any moment. We were connected once again. Our souls and bodies intertwined together without ever pulling apart.
I could feel his soul with mine. I felt extremely blissful. This was beyond cloud nine. And if it was even possible it was beyond heaven. And even when he pulled away and rested beside me I could still feel connected and still feel the happiness I had never felt in my life with anyone but Edward.
I turned on my side and cuddled up to him. He wrapped his arm around me and kissed the top of my head. I rested my head on top of his chest and listened to his pounding heart. It still sounded like music to my ears after all these years. I smiled lightly as I twirled my finger with the little body hair he had under his navel.
"Did you feel it?" he asked as his heart steadied.
"Feel what exactly?" I asked.
"I can't really describe it but it felt…like somehow my soul was touching yours," he whispered as he lightly ran his fingers up and down my spine.
I smiled, "You felt it too?"
"It was incredible. I don't think I've ever felt something like that before," he told me truthfully.
I smiled before I moved my head away from his chest and reached up for his lips, "I love you."
He wrapped his arm around me and pulled me close beside him, "I love you."
I rested my head on his shoulder and sighed happily. I closed my eyes and fell into a blissful dream that had nothing but Edward in it. I woke up some time during the middle of the night wide awake. I slowly sat up and looked over to my left to find Edward fast asleep.
I grabbed his shirt from the floor and slipped it on. I looked over at the time to find that it was barely two in the morning. I sighed quietly before I got out of bed and walked over to the restroom. Since Edward was fast asleep I decided that we wouldn't be doing anything else tonight so I might as well take a shower.
I turned the water on and pulled his shirt off before I got into the shower. I hadn't even been in there for five minutes when I felt someone twirl me around and softly push me into the shower wall. I gasped lightly from the cold and lightly smiled up at Edward, "What are you doing?" I asked him.
"What's it look like I'm doing?" he asked as he lightly nibbled on my neck.
"I was taking a shower," I told him breathless.
"And now we're taking a shower," he said as he moved his lips to my chest.
"Techniquely this isn't taking a shower," I told him as I grasped onto his back.
"It is for me," he said as he trailed his lips up to mine. I kissed him harder with a slight animalistic taste to it. He moved his body closer to mine and slid inside me. I dug my nails into his back as he thrust smoothly in and out of me.
I pulled away from his kiss to gasp for breath. He moved his head down to my neck. I moved my leg up and hooked it around his waist. He stopped moving and froze against me, "I think we should take this to the bedroom," he told me in a thick voice.
"I agree," I told him breathlessly. I brought my leg down from his waist and he moved away from me. He took my hand and started leading me out of the shower. I quickly turned the knob and shut the shower down before I stepped out of the shower.
He lifted me off of my feet and was carrying me to the bedroom quickly. Maybe a little too quickly. Fear prickled through my veins as visions I didn't want to see popped into my head:
"What are you t–talking about?"
"You'll see," he grabbed my face roughly and suddenly his tongue was in my mouth. We were suddenly on the little couch. I struggled under him yelling for him to stop and leave me alone. I tried to hit his back with my fist but it didn't faze him.
A/N: What do you think she'll do? Review please!