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A/N: So do you know what today is? The first day of school! I put the kiddies on the bus, got my coffee and was thinking to myself...does anybody care about the ALIF extras anymore? Then, low and behold, I get this awesome review from Mrs Major J reminding me just what day it was and to get to work! So, this one's for you, darlin'.
I'm putting myself on the auction block for the September 9-11 Support Stacie fundraiser. I have offered two stories, and to sweeten the deal, I am promising a personalized NCB chapter for every bid over $250! Go to my new blog at lillie-cullen dot blogspot dot com for more information and links to bid! Make sure you follow the blog -- that's where you'll find out when I'm doing Ninapolitan's Smut Mondays and Friday Free For All, when my Halloween One-Shot comes out, and maybe even a secret or two about my new stuff (shhhh!). When you're done, go to The Garden to see hopeful wager and changedbyEdward's offers, and click the link to DefinatelyStaying's blog to see her offer (make her write fluff!) But first, as per your request, the shower scene from Bella's POV.
Bella's POV
The first time I made love to Edward, it was…awkward. Don't get me wrong, the emotional connection was intense. Edward was giving me a gift that I only wished I could give him in return, and I was fighting against my conflicting feelings about that. He was so adorable in his inexperience. I had to remind him to move, otherwise I was pretty sure we'd have been there all night. I was just so overwhelmed that Edward managed to do it at all without freaking out or draining me dry that I wasn't really focused on the physical aspect. It wasn't that I didn't enjoy it, I did. It just wasn't the ability-enhanced, mind-blowing, multiple orgasms 'til I'm ready to pass out kind of thing I was used to with the sex god that is Jasper.
"Think we have time to do it again?" Edward asked as he fondled my breasts, staring at them as though they had the answers to the meaning of life. I took a small amount of satisfaction in the fact that Edward had so quickly gone from stalwart virgin to horny teenager. Still, I wanted to get a shower before the stalker brigade showed back up. Suddenly, I had an idea.
"Come on, I want to get a shower in peace while I still can," I said. "Care to join me?"
"God, yes," he breathed, and I had to laugh at his enthusiasm. I quickly stripped down and hopped in the shower, tilting my head back to let the hot water wet my hair and relax my muscles. All the while, Edward just leaned against the counter and stared at my breasts some more.
"Are you just going to stand there and watch, or are you coming in?" I teased, and the next second he was naked and stepping in the shower with me. Then I saw it, the look in his black eyes that said he was thirsty. Really thirsty. His entire body looked like it was strung tight and ready to pounce. His fists were clenched at his sides, his face was distorted as if he were in pain, and he was clearly holding his breath. This is it, I thought. I've finally pushed too hard and now I'm going die.
Holy shit, I'm going to die. Naked. In the shower. With Edward.
It briefly occurred to me that I probably deserved it. I just hoped that Jasper would forgive Edward and not try and kill him over it. I hoped Edward would forgive himself.
I looked at the shower door, but there was no way I was getting past Edward. I'd be dead before my hand even touched the handle on the shower door. So I did the only thing I could do. I turned the hot water all the way down, hoping it might ease his suffering in some small percentage while he fought against his demons. I backed into the corner of the shower and did the only thing I could. I waited, unsure of what was going to happen next.
You're strong, Edward, I thought, willing him to hear my thoughts just this once. You can do it. You can fight this. Fight for me, baby. Fight for us. Get control.
Control. I thought a lot about control as we stood in that shower, naked and wet and both terrified for probably an hour. Finally, it looked as though a little amber was seeping back around the black, the cheek and neck muscles had unclenched just slightly. Perhaps it wasn't so much that he needed to be in control. Maybe, just maybe, giving up control was really just what he needed. I had to try. If I didn't, then Edward was sure to revert to his old 'no invading each other's personal space' self again, and I just didn't think either of us could handle that. When the water became uncomfortably cold and my leg muscles were starting to cramp from standing so stiffly for so long, I decided to try and approach him. I turned the hot water up again, just enough so I wouldn't catch pneumonia, and placed my hands on his forearms, showing him I wanted him to relax his arms and hands. I pointed at the built-in bench and commanded "Sit."
I have to admit, I was shocked when he listened. I took some shampoo in my hand and started washing Edward's hair, scratching and massaging his scalp as I did. He leant his forehead onto my stomach and purred. I couldn't believe it! He caressed the outside of my thighs so lightly as I rinsed his hair that I wasn't certain if that was really what I was feeling.
"Stand."
Again, he listened, his hands falling loosely at his sides. I took my time washing his torso and arms before resoaping and dropping to my knees to wash his legs, and other…parts.
"Bella…" he grunted. I took that as a signal that I was once again in life-threatening territory, and worked as quickly as I could and still do a thorough job. Finally, I stood, facing him, and reached between his legs to slowly clean between his legs.
"Turn." I waited for him to do as I asked before continuing. "Spread your legs a little and hold onto the towel rack. Don't let go."
I washed his back, loving the feel of his muscles beneath my palms. And then, because I'm either really persistent or really dumb, I reached between his legs again to caress his testicles briefly from behind before continuing down the back of his legs. I smirked when his body shivered in pleasure.
When I was finished washing him, I paused to rinse out the washcloth and noticed Edward started to let go of the bar and turn around.
"Not yet," I whispered as I decided that if I was going to press my luck, I might as well go for broke. I slipped under his arm and sat on the bench, coming face to face with his glorious sex. "Don't let go," I repeated for good measure. "Trust me."
"Always, Bella. I'm yours, I trust you, but..."
That was enough of that. I shut him up by licking a drop of water from the tip of his member before plunging him into my mouth. Edward tried too hard to stand perfectly still as I worked him hard, but he couldn't stop the moans and slight hip thrusts that his body was producing involuntarily. I was pretty sure we were going to be buying a new towel rack
"Ugh…baby…so good…" he pulled away from me when his erection started to twitch. I really didn't expect him to let himself orgasm in my mouth. Just the idea that he let me go down on him in the first place was remarkable.
"Please, baby, let me come inside of you…I needto be inside you." I just about orgasmed right there.
Edward lifted me up to wrap my arms and legs around him as he turned us to face the adjacent wall, pinning me to it before entering me slowly. He played with my nipples some more before reaching lower to caress my clit with his thumb.
Then the most remarkable thing happened. Edward moaned 'Fuck.' I vowed right then and there to make him groan that word more often. Much more often. My head fell back and bumped against the shower wall as our orgasms overtook us.
Edward, being the gentleman that he is, let me finish my shower in peace so I could warm the water back up, and brought me warm towels from the dryer when I got out. We laid in bed and talked things through before I went to sleep feeling content and satisfied. It was a very good night.
Did you enjoy it? Then send me some love and let me know I was missed! Oh, and before you give me a hard time about Bella comparing Jazz and Edward, riddle me this -- if you had the chance to do them both, wouldn't you be comparing, too? ;) Maybe she should have them both at once so she can do a true comparison. For scientific research, of course!