Bella and Edward, if he lost control before they married. Please review. First time writer. All credit to SMeyer for her wonderful characters that I can put my spin on!
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We sat on the same couch but with him on one side and me on the other. We were watching Romeo's death scene for the fifth time. Edward sat quietly sighing as if he were bored of the movie and I continued to stare blankly at the flat screen TV. I then looked at him, pondering what he was thinking and why he sat so far away. He had been avoiding closeness like the plague after we almost went "too far" a few nights ago.
"Just kiss me, Edward. You know you want to. I definitely want you to." I scooted closer to him and he gave me a tortured expression. He always looked so tortured. So refined. I felt the rapid beat of my heart. I wasn't always so bold but I loved him. I needed him more so right now than any other moment.
"Bella-" He started, but broke off when I touched my hand to the sleeve of his shirt.
"It's just a kiss." I said as I leaned into him. I could see him ponder it and frown. He was debating as he always did. Making things harder for himself. And for me.
He let out a long sigh and mumbled something under his breath.
"Alright. But.. if it goes too far.."
"You will stop it. I know, I know." I said frustrated and rolled my eyes, which made him chuckle. He seemed to like to irritate me.
I moved closer and touched my lips to his. He held still as always. Too still. I wanted a response. I wanted the passion from him that I had once seen and I kissed him more frantically. I tried to push my tongue into his mouth and he jerked his head away.
"Bella, you know you can't-"
I cut him off with my lips, almost tripping as I went to straddle his lap. Not tonight. He wouldn't stop me. Well, I would try my hardest. I couldn't help the low, aggravated cat-like sounds reverberating from me. In response, I felt something hard between us and intently he started to kiss me back.. First gentle, then rough. Very rough, bruising my lips and puffing them.
I didn't feel any pain. It actually felt really nice and I let my hands roam over his body. From his chest to his belt and then lower. He growled as I started to unbuckle it. Slightly brushing over his marbled erection.
Before I knew it, I was on my back on the couch, his body pinning me down. His predatory eyes, dark and menacing. He looked as if he was losing control. Just like the night in the ballet studio as my blood pooled around me. He looked.. thirsty.
With a quivered breath I remembered I had pushed his restraint too far and I almost lost my life. Now he would never try to touch me that way again. Once more I sighed, but he never looked at me. I saw a pained look cross his face and I know he was remembering too. His hand was balled into a fist on his lap. My phone buzzing in my pocket broke me out of my reverie.
"Edward, it wasn't your fault."
Oh boy, did I get a reaction. He scoffed and turned towards me. His face twisted in anger.
"You almost got your wish, Bella! To be one of us."
"Is that so bad?"
"God, You are so willing to die. If you keep playing with fire you won't just get burned. You'll get dead. What if I can't stop?"
"You stopped before.."
"Hmm, so I did."
With that he was quiet again and staring back at the movie. Infuriated, I got up and stormed up my stairs. I hoped he would follow but no such luck. That man, oh, that man. He could piss me off like no other. At the door to my room, I heard a ding from my computer. I rushed to sit down in the chair and rolled my mouse to the flashing window at the bottom. Clicking the little box, I noticed it was an Email from Alice.
Hey Bella,
Disaster tonight so far. Edward's feeling all moody. I would have called again but I see you were too pissed to answer your cell phone. He just needs persuasion. A lot of it. I left you a present under your bed. Two boxes. He can't resist it. Trust me.
Be safe (Hehe),
Alice
I deleted the email and got on hands and knees to see what she left me. It was annoying and delightful that she knew him more than I did. I pulled the boxes out and placed them on the bed. I held my breath. If I knew Alice it would be something I would never wear. On the box there was a note: The end justifies the means. I raised an eyebrow and took off the top. I gasped. Definitely something I wouldn't wear. I held it up. Flimsy blue lace. It was cut in a bustier form with matching panties. I looked at the other garments in the box. Thigh high leggings. She MUST be crazy.
Well, if it works…
I tried them on and stood in front of the mirror. OMG. I tried to cover up but there was so much to cover. Was I going to be this shy in a few moments? I opened what appeared to be a shoe box and stared at the pumps inside. I can't even begin to walk in those. I would break my leg. I decided to put them on anyway. I tried not to clink them loudly on the floor while throwing the boxes in the closet.
This will work I convinced myself. It has to work. Just as I was thinking that, I tripped over my own feet. I cried out and fell face forward towards the floor. I braced myself to hit but I was suspended right before the ground. I caught my footing and stood up.
"Thanks." I blushed. This scenario happens too many times. "You always save me."
I stepped backwards and forgot about the bed. I flew back on it. A deeper blush flashed across my face. Could this get any worse? I looked at him and he seemed bewildered.
"I swear you are doing this on purpose, love." He gave me a smirk, but he held still. Ravaging me with his eyes.
"N-no. Not really." I grimaced.
He stood there, rigidly, his breathing coming fast and labored. His facial features softened and became wanton. He chuckled, and I noticed the bulging in his pants.
"Is this what you wanted?"
"Well, sort of." I got up on my knees and grabbed for him. I pulled on his shirt and he resisted for only a second then let me pull him to me. "I just.. need you. Please." I begged him and kissed his cheek, chin, then his lips.
"Bella, if I can't control myself I will leave. I can't bear to hurt you."
My hormones completely out of control I replied, "I know." I helped him lift off his shirt and twisted so he would be under my body on the bed. I wanted to do something to him that I saw in a porno I accidentally watched briefly in Charlie's room. I hoped I didn't screw it up by having one of my typical Bella moments.
"You look beautiful. I can't stop staring at you. Or touching you."
He squeezed my butt and tilted my head to kiss me, but I had other intentions. I put my hand over his mouth and shook my head no. He questioned me with his eyes until I kissed his muscular chest, biting one of his nipples on the way down. He noticeably sucked in a breath and moaned my name. I was unsure if I was doing the right thing when I got past his belly button and unbuckled his belt.
This is where it went wry last time and I hesitated. I had to keep going or this would never happen. I was so close. Unzipping his pants I started to pull them down and shockingly he didn't fight me. He lifted his hips and I pulled them off him. I was a little worried when I saw how large and thick he was.
I wrapped my hand around him and he sucked in another breath, his hand shot out and gripped my wrist.
"Bella, if we do this…I don't think I could stop. Tell me to go."
In response, I began to move my hand on him. His hold on my wrist slackened and his body slightly quivered. He was so cold to the touch, yet so warm. I stole a quick look at his face and he was so still. His eyes closed, and a moan-like growl escaped his lips when my tongue swirled around his head.
I heard a crushing sound and realized it was a piece of my headboard. I was glad he was enjoying it. I was doing something right for a change. I got bolder and slipped his head in my mouth. He began to beg me to stop. As if he couldn't stop me.
Alice had been right. He would love what I wore. It would be his demise. What I am doing right now will be his momentary shackles. He would give me what I want. What I hungered for.
I pushed the rest of his largeness into my mouth and I felt like some one else. I was a pro. I sucked him and tasted him, bobbing my head up and down. The faster I went, the deeper I pushed him, the more he would moan. My headboard was in shambles.
"Bella, god, Bella. You must stop. I can't.. we can't.. I'm going to-" His pleas held no force in them. As if he were saying it to assuage his guilt at letting it all get this far. He was more human now than he would admit. The only monster that raged inside him now was called Lust. His breath caught and he became wracked with shudders. "No! Not yet."
In a fluid movement, I was under him and he ripped away my clothing.
"I was starting to like that you know." I teased.
"Me too." Another rip sounded and there went my panties. "I'll leave the leggings and shoes on. " He said with a wink.
"Please hurry, Edward." I sort of whined it. "I'm ready."
As if he needed to check he spread my legs open more and probed me with his fingers.
"The scent of you right now is maddening." He withdrew his fingers and sucked on them.
His growl almost became a roar as he loomed over me and I felt his cool head against my raging fire. He slipped in and it took a minute to adjust. It ached. I closed my eyes and a tear slid down and he caught it with his finger.
With a curse he started to withdraw and I wrapped my legs around him.
"No, no, please no!"
I needed this.. There was no backing out. I began frantically kissing him all over, holding him inside me as much as I could. I was his undoing. He slid fully into me and started pumping slowly. He was shaking. I could tell he was trying to be gentle with me and I was unleashing the beast.
He moaned my name as his pace quickened. He was getting rougher with me. He pinned my wrists to the bed, as he thrust deeply in me. I arched my back. Straining to get even closer. It was crazy. Every emotion I thought I would have was multiplied by ten. It was like an out of body experience.
I was close to release. I could feel the tremors and I clenched on his shaft. Sending him into another mini-frenzy of forceful pumping. That was the death of me. I exploded and yelled his name in bliss. My fingernails dug into his shoulder and I couldn't stop the noises coming from me or the shuddering of my body.
I was brought back to reality when two hands framed my face. He was kissing me again and I covered them with mine. His eyes were glazed and half open.
"Bella.. My Bella." I could tell he was exploding just like I did. I could feel him jerk inside me and I some how, miraculously, burst with him. My contractions making his orgasm stronger. I held him tightly and his face lowered to the crook of my neck and he placed a tired yet satisfied kiss there as he collapsed.
The weight of him was welcoming and I smiled.
"I love you."
Shifting off of me, I immediately missed his weight. He frowned and inspected the damage.
"Your lips are purple."
I laughed, "It was obviously worth it."
He didn't smile at me. He slipped off the bed and grabbed his pants. Jerking them on with poorly concealed anger.
"Other parts of you are purple." I could hear the rage in his voice.
"Well, I match my sheets." I smirked. "Purple is the new pale white."
He whipped around. "Why do you always think it's funny? I could have killed you. Do you have any idea? Do you know how I very nearly lost control? I could have done worse to you. Not just your headboard!"
"But you didn't.."
"And never will again, Bella."
I sat back on the bed after I found my sleeping shirt and put it on. Humph. We'll see about that, won't we Alice? I thought with a smile as Edward disappeared out the window.