Hello! So, here's chapter 5. I hope you like it.
There's probably only one more chapter left of this story.
Thanks to Kiriny13 for the help.
Chapter 5
BPOV
My mind was in a daze and no matter how much I wanted it, I couldn't seem to be able to think straight.
I was pressed against my living room wall as Edward's hands roamed along my body and his lips set my whole being on fire. I was whimpering and moaning as my hands explored his body.
I didn't know how this had happened or how we had ended up in this position. We were supposed to meet our mothers for dinner tonight and as Alice was late, we decided to wait for her in my apartment. One minute, he was complimenting my dress, and the next, we were both attacking one another.
And the fact that we couldn't seem to control each other anymore scared me. I felt like our relationship was changing somehow and I didn't fully understand what that changed encompassed.
I was confused and I needed answers, even though I knew this was not the right moment to be questioning Edward. I've never had the greatest timing.
As Edward's hand found the hem of my dress and pulled it up at the same time his lips sucked on the sensitive spot on my neck, I knew I needed to clear things up between us before I found a way of screwing everything up and losing him.
"Edward, what are we doing?" He hummed into my neck and pressed his body sinuously against mine before answering, making me whimper at the sensations he made course through my body.
"I think you know what we are doing, love." Did I? This was not part of our deal, let's say. We had never jumped at each other so spontaneously before. When we were together, it was because one of us had called the other or because, like last week, we had gone out to dinner with the knowledge that, once the night was over, we would be in my bed, moving together
We always knew what would happen at those occasions. We knew we would sleep together.
But today was different. We were just simply standing in my apartment, talking, while we waited for Alice. There was nothing to indicate this would happen. It wasn't planned and I didn't know what it meant.
I knew we were being a little more intimate, but…
"Edward, stop. I need to think." He immediately stopped his attack on my neck and took a step back, looking both confused and worried.
I took advantage of the distance he had put between us to take a deep breath and clear my mind as best as possible.
"What's wrong, Bella. Did I hurt you someway or…?" I shook my head, not letting him go on.
"No, of course not. You didn't hurt me, Edward." He could never hurt me.
"Then what? You don't want to be with me?" Again, that was something that would never happen.
"It's just that... we've never done this before. I mean, we call each other when we need to have sex, spend the night together and then everything is normal between us. We keep on being good friends. That was our deal." I ran my fingers through my hair, still confused by what was happening. "But now, we're kissing and touching when we meet for lunch or, apparently, when our parents invite us for dinner and we're waiting to go meet them. I'm confused."
"I understand, but I just think our relationship is simply changing."
"Changing?" He nodded. "So what? We now go at it when and where we want?"
"I wouldn't put it exactly like that. I told you I wanted to be a little more intimate in public with you. I think that's what we are doing. Maybe it's time we add something else besides sex to this relationship of us." If I didn't know better, I would swear he was telling me he wanted to be more than friends, more than fuck buddies, with me.
"No, Edward. What we are doing is preparing to have sex pressed against a wall in the middle of the day while we wait for your sister to arrive."
"And is that bad?"
"No, but…"
"Listen, Bella. We changed the rules, but that doesn't have to be bad. If we are alone and feel like kissing, touching and making love, what's the problem with that? I like you. I want to be with you, is that so wrong?" There wasn't anything wrong with that. We would look too much like a couple, though, and I didn't know if I could deal with that knowing that in reality, we were not.
On the other hand, I wanted to be with Edward. I wanted to be close to him, and maybe one day, this would lead to something other than just utter heartbreak.
"No, it's not wrong. Of course not."
"Then, let's just enjoy it." He took a step closer to me, wrapping his arms around my waist and pulling me to him. "And just know that every now and then, I may show up at your work, take you out and then bring you home so we can be together. Or I may just show up here, quite uninvited, just so I can do this…" He closed the distance between us and pressed his lips to mine, making all of my body shiver at the contact.
Our bodies were connected on several different strategic points and there was heat everywhere he kissed or touched. Suddenly, I didn't care about anything anymore. I simply allowed myself to enjoy the feelings Edward could awake in me.
He pinned me against the wall as he pulled me in for a deep kiss, pressing his hard erection to my stomach, only fueling my desire for him.
Amidst our kisses, his taste surrounded all of me as I managed to open the buttons of his shirt, running my hands up and down his chest and feeling his muscles clench and relax at my touch.
When we pulled back for air, Edward's lips didn't leave my skin. Instead, he left a trail of wet kisses down my neck to my cleavage and then back up again as one of his hands moved to cup my breast in it, effectively making me moan. I loved the way he seemed to know just how to massage my breasts and drive me wild.
I wrapped my arms around him, pulling him closer to me as he slowly moved his hand down my stomach to my leg and then pulled my dress up until it was pooling around my waist. He then turned his attention to my panties, pulling them down my legs as his lips sucked on the pulsing spot of my neck.
Once my panties were discarded, he hitched my right leg up, making me wrap it around his waist so he could stand safely cradled between my thighs. He moved the hand that was still on my breast down to my ass while the other moved between us so he could open the button on his pants, a task I gladly helped him with.
Once his pants were opened, I lowered its zipper and pulled it down his legs, followed by his boxers. I moaned loudly at the sight of him, still not completely used to how magnificent he was—even after all the times we had been together.
While gripping my waist, he pressed himself even closer to me and nibbled on my earlobe before whispering.
"I want you so much. You have no idea of how much I want you. I need to be inside of you. I need to feel you all around me, baby." My only answer was a strangled whimper, followed by a deep moan and that was all the incentive he needed.
He ran a finger up my entrance and then moved it inside me to feel just how wet I was for him already, making me gasp at the sensation. He soon pulled his hand back, though, substituting it with the tip of his erection.
He then slowly moved his hips, pushing the head of his erection inside of me. I held onto him while taking him inch by inch inside of me until he was completely inside of me, filling me to the hilt.
Oh, he was so big and thick! I felt absolutely filled.
Edward stood still for a few seconds, allowing me to get used to him and only when he knew I was ready did he start moving in and out of me in a way that massaged my walls and made my eyes roll back.
When I started to move my hips as well as I could against his, Edward picked up his pace, angling his hips in a perfect way to hit all the right places inside of me. In no time, our rhythm was almost frantic, our thrusts hard and deep, and we were both panting and moaning at the sensations coursing through our bodies. This was a perfect example of how wild Edward could make me.
He knew exactly where to touch, how to touch and when to touch me to have me whimpering his name in pure pleasure. No wonder I was so damn addicted to him.
We kept moving together, reaching for our releases and moaning each other's name. And then, when we were both near our releases, there was a knock on my door. Edward froze for a second mid-thrust before he went on moving in and out of me.
It was Alice. It had to be her. I wasn't waiting for anyone else.
"Edward, it's Alice. We have to stop or she'll catch us." Edward shook his head and didn't stop moving. If anything, he managed to press himself more strongly against me, moving as deeply as possible inside of me.
"I can't stop. You feel so good and we're so close, Bella." He nibbled on my earlobe and grunted at a particularly hard thrust as I tried to think straight.
I shook my head, trying to clear it so I could think straight, but that didn't seem to be possible. I didn't want to stop either. I was too close and I wanted to come, but Alice was at the door and she wasn't the most patient person. She would just use her key and come in.
I didn't want to stop, but this was too dangerous.
"She'll use her key, Edward. She'll catch us." Without ever stopping to move, Edward switched the angle in which he was entering me and the fire broke out in my body. I certainly couldn't stop now.
I couldn't believe this was it for our little secret, though. We would be caught fucking up against a wall. I couldn't even begin to think about how I would explain this to Alice. I probably wouldn't be able to explain anything, either way. She would be too shocked to hear me out.
"You feel so good around me, love. I need you to let go for me. Relax and come for me, baby. You can do it. I'm so close..."
I just nodded, not being able to do much more anymore, and then all but screamed as Edward moved his hand between our bodies to my clit and started rubbing it in the most amazing way.
My nails dug on Edward's shoulder and I bit my lower lip, forcing myself not to scream out loud as Edward buried his face on my neck, muffling his groans. I couldn't scream as I wanted to as Edward thrusted inside of me at the same time as he pinched my clit, effectively sending me over the edge, or Alice would hear us.
My breathing hitched and my vision blurred as my whole body trembled with the sheer force of my orgasm.
Edward grunted as my walls clenched around him and after one more particularly hard thrust, he came crushing down with me, moaning my name as I whimpered his back.
All the while we were riding the waves of our releases, Alice was knocking on my door and I knew it wouldn't take long for her to grow impatient and just use her key.
Edward and I kept moving together, though, so we could enjoy the last remains of our orgasms. Our breathing was still fast and shallow while our bodies limp. Only when we could hear Alice trying to open the door did Edward pull out of me. He smiled at me and kissed me deeply once before I all but pushed him out of the living room.
Edward had just disappeared into the living room and I had managed to smooth my dress down and calm myself a little when Alice opened the front door with her key and came into the living room.
I should never have given her a key.
She looked me up and then down when she saw me, raising and eyebrow. I probably looked damn guilty right now—not to mention flushed.
"Where were you, Bella? Why didn't you open the door? Didn't you hear me knocking?"
"I did, but I was getting dressed. You were the one that made me use this dress, after all." She looked me up and down again, obviously satisfied with her choice for me tonight.
Edward had liked it, as well.
"Yes, and you look amazing! Now, where's my brother? I saw his car downstairs." Just the mention of Edward and the thought of what we had just done sent a shiver done my body. I had to clear my throat before answering Alice's question again, hoping I wouldn't accuse myself.
"Bathroom." Alice simply nodded before immediately starting to ramble about her day so far until Edward came back into the living room, smirking at me, and we left to go meet our mothers for dinner.
My body was still shaking when we left my house, but I had to confess that being taken up against a wall by Edward was one good experience.
Dinner with our mothers was good. Both Renee and Esme could be very chatty when they wanted to, lighting the mood and making time go by fast enough.
I couldn't say I was fully paying attention to the conversation, though, as Edward's hand was on my thigh, caressing my skin and teasing me to no end. That is, until Renee decided to turn her attention to me and inform me of her last not-so-brilliant idea.
"You know, Bella... I ran into that friend of yours, Michael Newton, today and he was so charming! I decided to set you two on a date. I arranged everything with him. I'm sure you'll have a great time!" I almost choked on my drink as realization of what Renee had done dawned on me. Why did she have to intervene in my life like that?
Edward's hand immediately stiffened on my leg and I had to force myself to speak.
"You did what, Renee?"
"Come on, Bella. You need to go out with someone. When was the last time you were with someone?" Oh, about two hours ago and we went at it up against a wall. But of course, I couldn't tell her that.
"Mom!" I looked up at Edward for a little support, but he just shook his head. "I don't need you to set me up with a guy!"
"You obviously do need a boyfriend, Bella. I haven't seen you with anyone in long time. What do you have to lose by going? You might even end up enjoying yourself." Yeah, right. I was sure I would have a great time with Mike Newton!
I was about to tell Renee exactly that when Edward stepped in.
"I think Bella can decide who she wants to go out with, Renee." I threw my hands in the air and smiled.
"Thank you!" Renee simply waved him off while Esme smiled at Edward.
"Oh, Edward, I think I should set you up in a date, as well, honey. You haven't gone out with anyone in a long time—at least not that I know of." Edward threw me a surprised look and before anyone could say anything, I did.
"You know what? I hate you two." What had gotten into our mothers all of the sudden?
I pouted for the rest of the dinner, not even paying attention to what was happening besides the fact that Edward's hand was no longer in my leg.
I guess he wasn't too happy about this, either.
I was still in a foul mood when Edward drove me home and followed me inside, closing the front door behind him while I got rid of my coat.
I couldn't believe my mother had set me up on a date.
Edward took his own coat off and then leaned against the couch, looking at me. He was uncharacteristically quiet with me, so I knew there was something up.
"Bella... You're not going, are you?"
"Where?" What was he talking about now?
"Out with Mike Newton. You're not doing it, right?" I had no intentions of going out with Mike Newton, but something in Edward's tone of voice prevented me from telling him that. It was almost as if he was forbidding me of going out with Newton.
"I don't know. I'll think about it."
"You have to be kidding, Bella. You can't possibly go out with that guy. You shouldn't even consider it." There it was that tone of voice again, possessive and commanding.
"Why not?" I placed my hands on my waist while he struggled for an answer, opting for a very childish one.
"Because…" That was not even a valid answer.
"Because what, Edward?
He ran his fingers through his hair and shook his head.
"I don't want you to go out with him, okay? Actually, make that I won't let you go out with him." What? He truly was forbidding me from going out with Mike.
Who the hell did he think he was?
"You have to be kidding me! You don't own me, Edward."
"Well, maybe I want to." Again, that didn't make since. He couldn't own me.
Had he taken the evening to purposely confuse and infuriate me? He knew I wasn't in a good mood already.
"I'm not a thing to be owned!"
"I know. I didn't mean it like that. What I meant was…" He stopped midsentence, which only served to irritate me even more.
"What, Edward?"
"Fuck! You fucking belong with me, Bella, and I don't want you to go out with anyone else." What the hell did that even mean?!
"I fucking belong to you?"
"Yes, you do."
"I told you I wasn't a thing, Edward! And I'll go out with whoever I want. You don't have that kind of claim over me. We fuck each other, that's what we do. We're not a couple. We're not even together." No matter how much I wish we were, we weren't.
"We're not together?"
"No, we're not." And that was exactly why I didn't understand why we were having this discussion. Why did he care so much if I went out with Mike or not?
Edward nodded once before looking directly at me. His eyes were dark with an emotion I couldn't quite describe and his face was set in a determined expression.
"We'll see if we're not, Bella." I raised an eyebrow, but wasn't able to say anything as he took several steps towards me and enveloped me in his arms.
Before I even knew what was happening, he had me locked in a deep, possessive kiss and my clothes were all but being ripped off my body.
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