A/N: After the I love you's...Thanks for reading!
My Edward stayed with me for as long as he could without looking suspicious to his mother. Our afternoon stayed in my mind like a sun, warming my heart and my body like a soft fire. Granted, when I thought about him and our want for each other, the flames multiplied and grew to a raging level.
We found the strength to do a little work on our project too. After all, it wouldn't look good if nothing was done after spending hours together. Choosing more musical background, more poems and creating a few sketches allowed us to share more things together and be intimate in a totally different way.
I didn't know how we would resist being together completely for two months. I wanted to say "the hell with it!" but Edward was right. If we got caught, things would be easier if we didn't sleep together. To prove it would be hell but I'm sure my blush would betray me if I had to lie about that. The problem was we barely could control ourselves around each other, how could we hold off?
Before Edward left, we clawed at each other again since we couldn't get enough of the other's skin, arms and warmth. When he was gone, I found myself very lonely, and felt so cold I never wanted to be without him anymore. The end of the school year couldn't come fast enough. Maybe we'd have a chance at something special, at happiness. The mere thought of it made me giddy with joy but I wasn't naïve. I knew love always comes at a price.
I also knew we had to be more careful around each other at school. Our reactions could be very passionate and explosive to say the least and we couldn't allow anything to escape in front of others especially other students. We were both very jealous and protective of the other and though it could lead to very pleasant making up when we could enjoy privacy, it could be totally disastrous in the presence of curious people.
The next couple of weeks were very busy at work. Between meetings with parents, working on the project and preparing for the last part of the school year, Edward and I had barely any time to see each other, except in class. That was probably a good thing because I was about to die from sexual frustration from the hotness of my boy.
There were perks and drawbacks to Edward and Kate's "break-up". The perks were obviously not seeing them try to swallow each other's tongues and gestures of affection, even if Edward had totally assured me that it was a show for my benefit. The drawbacks were the flock of girls, obviously not blind to his magnificence and trying to take Kate's place. He had to actually play another part, the hurt boy, not ready for another relationship. That didn't deter Jessica and Lauren to suggest a threesome to "make him feel better". I wanted to throttle them.
James had apologized for showing up at the house uninvited. It turns out he had met someone and wanted to talk to me about her. He wanted advice to "avoid fucking everything up" and I had breathed a sigh of relief. I never was absolutely sure about his intentions until that moment. Edward was happy too about this new development and showed a renewed enthusiasm in PE.
Today was Monday, two weeks after our memorable Saturday together and we had only been able to meet once at the coffee house. Edward's mother had been pretty possessive with her boys on the weekends and had wanted to spend more time with them, which I understood. Losing the love of your life was a terrible ordeal and I couldn't even begin to imagine what she was going through. Still, I missed Edward like a starving man misses food. Heidi had been nice enough to leave us alone again but a few stolen kisses were nowhere near enough.
It was four o'clock and I was about to leave school after a long day, tired but happy at the thought of seeing Edward tomorrow in class. I heard my phone vibrate with a text. My heart started beating faster.
At home, I told Mom I had to work with you. I can be there in ten minutes. E
Yes, finally!
Alright, I'll be there in five. Charlie will be back at six though. Sorry…B
That's ok, I need to see you even for 2 hrs. E
Me too. See you very soon. B
I rushed to my truck and drove faster than I ever had. I could feel my skin prickling with impatience and anticipation. I lived for those moments, to taste him and smell him and touch him. I quickly entered the house and rushed to the bathroom to refresh myself. I had barely finished brushing my teeth and taming my hair when a soft knocking at the door sent my heart on overdrive.
God, he was beautiful. In his usual discreet black clothes, he looked like the quiet student who wanted to be forgotten but his smirk and his dark eyes completely belied his shy appearance. That's what I loved the most about him. He was different around me, he was free and wild and adventurous. He said he loved me and I wanted to believe it. I was still having a hard time understanding why such a gorgeous man could have feelings for me, older and ordinary me but I could feel it in his gaze and in his kisses. He was so passionate and desperate, like a reflection of myself.
He entered quietly because we could be watched. As soon as the door was closed, Edward picked me up and carried me to the stairs.
"What are you doing?" I asked, secretly delighted.
"Taking you to bed, why?" He smiled, his eyes hungry.
"Wh..What? I thought we agreed…" Shut up, seriously shut up. Are you going to deny him, really?
"Oh, I know what we agreed on. But I want to touch you…" He whispered, his lips finally capturing mine, teasing me.
"Unngghh…" I breathed when I felt his tongue licking my neck. "First door on the right."
He chuckled and almost ran up the stairs, making me squeal. He didn't stop until he had the door locked behind us and me lying on my bed.
"So I was thinking…" Kiss. "we could go…" Nip. "…further today." Whimper. Mine.
"Further?" I managed.
"I want to make you feel good, touch you. With-without clothes on." His cheeks were pink and he looked so damn delectable I wanted to eat him up. Both ways.
"Really? I'd like that. Actually…" I straddled him and pressed myself against him. He sighed and moaned, his head tilted back while I lavished his Adam's apple with attention.
"Actually, what?" He rasped.
"I've missed you very much, you know? So I think it's only fair I get to decide what we do." I teased.
"I missed you too!" He protested but my hand on his lips stopped him.
"Well, I missed you more so I'll be the one to start."
"St-tart?" He stammered.
"Yes, start. You know, make you feel good. Touch you. Without clothes on."
He gulped and spread himself on the bed. My bed.
"Do what you want, I'm yours."
Oh the possibilities…Sorry for the delay, life has been crazy for me lately! I'll try to update in a few days but I can't promise anything. Leave me your thoughts…
