A/N: Hi again everyone. A super huge thanks to everyone who's been reading and/or reviewing. To read about the pleasure my story is giving you is really humbling. Thanks again.
A big thank you to MrsKatyCullen for going over this for me.
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Chapter 15
"Ladies and gentlemen, this is your Captain speaking. Due to severe weather in the Seattle area, we will be forced to circle until there is a sufficient enough break to allow us to land safely. If, after one hour, the weather is still too bad to enable us to land, we will be forced to divert to another airport. We apologise for the delay and any inconvenience caused. We will do our best to get you to your destination but if safety dictates otherwise, we hope you understand. Please be aware that there may be a fair bit of turbulence so I will be turning on the seatbelt sign. Please remain seated, with your seatbelt fastened unless it is strictly necessary to move around. I will keep you informed of any changes. Thank you."
Bella closed her eyes and gave a small groan. Their flight was already delayed and now it looked like they were going to be on here for at least another hour, more if the plane had to be diverted. Add bad turbulence and the fact that she wasn't the biggest fan of flying at the best of times, and her day wasn't looking promising.
Waking up early, Bella was excited at the thought of going home. Edward would be waiting for her and she couldn't wait to be in his arms again. Although she tried to hide the fact that she was anxious to be leaving, Renee wasn't fooled.
"If I didn't know that you were in love, I'd be offended at your eagerness to get away," teased Renee.
Bella blushed slightly and had the grace to look chagrined. "I'm sorry. It's not that I don't enjoy your company but…."
"Hey, it's ok. I understand," laughed Renee. Then she sighed nostalgically. "I remember what it's like. Like every minute is endless when you're not together." She smiled gently and looked at Bella.
Bella nodded. "It does feel a bit that way."
Despite her eagerness to get home, Bella did feel a pang of sadness when she said goodbye to Renee and Phil. She promised that she would try and work out a weekend when both she and Edward could come back for a visit.
It wasn't until she had arrived at the airport that she learned that her flight was delayed due to bad weather in Seattle. She didn't know the extent of the inclement weather but guessed it was bad when two hours later they still hadn't boarded. Not wanting Edward to get to Seattle too early she had called him to tell him of the delay. He told her he was already on his way and that he would wait.
"I don't want to be stuck on the Peninsula if the roads are closed. I'll be waiting for you, no matter how long it takes you to get here," he informed her.
Poor Edward, she thought. He's been waiting for hours and now he'll be waiting even longer.
As warned, the flight got bumpier and bumpier as they flew in circles around Seattle. Bella gripped her armrests and couldn't help small gasps of fear when the plane bucked up and down. Her stomach felt like she was on a roller coaster, only worse. Children around her began crying, making the atmosphere in the plane even more tense. Bella was starting to seriously doubt that she would be landing in Seattle today.
"Ladies and gentlemen, this is your Captain speaking again. There is a small break in the weather and we will be attempting to land in Seattle. We only have one go at this and if I can't land the plane safely we will be diverting to Portland immediately. Let's hope that won't be necessary. Please ensure there are no loose items as this will be a bumpy landing due to crosswinds. Do not get out of your seats until instructed. Thank you."
Bella closed her eyes, gripped the armrests and began saying a prayer and picturing Edward's face as she attempted to stay calm.
Oh Edward, here we go.
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Edward got up from the uncomfortable seat and stretched, trying to work the kinks out of his body, acquired by spending hours on these seats while waiting for Bella's plane to land. With nothing else to do, Edward decided to walk over to the service counter and ask if there was any further news of Bella's flight.
Taking Alice's advice, Edward had set out early for the airport. The local broadcasters were warning of a severe weather storm that was due to come through the Pacific Northwest by mid-morning. There were predictions of heavy snowfalls and strong winds throughout the region which would most likely cut the roads from Seattle back to the Olympic Peninsula.
He had arrived at the airport with over three hours to wait and was dismayed to see that most flights were delayed. Edward hoped that Bella's plane would be able to land in these conditions. He could see snow ploughs busily trying to clear the runways, fighting the elements.
Four hours later, Edward was seriously doubting that he would be seeing Bella today. The first storm front came through as predicted and all flights were diverted. Dismayed, all Edward could do was watch the snow fall.
The airline's service counter was inundated with passengers asking about their flights and people wanting information on incoming flights. Edward felt sorry for the poor harassed workers, dealing with stressed, worried and angry people looking for someone to blame, despite nature being the only culprit. Unfortunately, they didn't have much information to pass on, only saying that each flight captain would be making the decision whether to attempt a landing based on the conditions at the time.
After getting something to eat and some reading material he decided to ring Alice and get an update on the roads near home.
"It's really coming down at the moment Edward," warned Alice. "I'm surprised we haven't lost power yet or phone coverage. The radio warned of trees coming down and that the roads are likely to be closed soon. I don't think you'll be getting back tonight, Edward. What's it like there? Has Bella arrived yet?"
"No, all flights are delayed and the airport's closed at the moment. I don't even know if Bella's plane will be able to land. It could get diverted. I'm hanging around until I know for sure what's happening.
"Ok. Take care and don't do anything silly," pleaded Alice.
"Don't worry, I won't," he reassured her.
The counter wasn't as hectic as before, probably due to the fact that there was a lull in the weather and a few planes were managing to takeoff and land. Deciding he'd get more results with charm, Edward gave the girl behind the counter his most dazzling smile.
Instantly, she sat up straighter, her hand unconsciously lifting to touch her hair. "H…Hi, can I help you?" she smiled back.
"I hope so..." he looked at her name tag. "Amanda." He saw her smile grow wider as he called her by name. "Do you have any information on Flight 631 from Jacksonville? Is it likely to be diverted?"
"Just let me call Operations and I'll see if they can tell me anything," she said, eager to please this gorgeous man. She wondered if he was single. Would he find it inappropriate if she asked him to dinner?
Edward waited patiently while she spoke to the person on the other end, her eyes continuously straying to him. She finally hung up and stood, coming around the counter. Standing a little more closely than he was comfortable with, he took a small step back, his smile not faltering.
"The operations manager just advised me that the Captain is going to attempt a landing within the next half hour. If he's unsuccessful, the plane will be diverting to Portland."
Edward smiled widely at her. "Thank you very much for that information Amanda. Let's cross our fingers that he'll be successful." Amanda just nodded. "I'll head back to the gate and wait."
"You're welcome. Um, would you like to go out for dinner one night?" she asked. Edward was slightly taken aback at her question. He couldn't imagine Bella being this forward.
"Ah… I'm sorry Amanda. I'm in a relationship already. She's on the plane," he replied, trying to let her down kindly.
Amanda smiled wryly at him. "Lucky girl. Still, if you change your mind…"
Edward gave a small nod of acknowledgement and turned to leave. He could feel her eyes on him as he walked away.
Twenty minutes later, all other thoughts fled as an announcement was made that Bella's flight was on final approach and was due to land in five minutes. He quickly checked with Alice who informed him that all roads home were closed.
Standing at the windows, looking into the fading light, he could see the lights of the approaching aircraft getting larger as it got closer to the ground. Snow was starting to fall again and he hoped Bella would be out soon so that they could leave the airport before the weather closed in again.
After what seemed an eternity, the plane taxied to the terminal and the relieved passengers were starting to emerge from the gate. Many looked quite pale and exhausted and Edward surmised that the flight had been pretty awful.
Finally, he spied Bella in the crowd, her eyes searching for him. When she spotted him, she gave a little cry, pushed past some of the other passengers and raced towards him. Edward gathered her into his arms, crushing her to him as their lips met. They kissed mindlessly, unheeding of other passengers forced to walk around them. Their relief at finally being reunited, after such a difficult day was enormous. When they broke apart, they stayed hugging each other, arms holding each other tightly.
"Bella, Bella, Bella," he murmured into her neck as he held her. "Thank god you've arrived safely."
He heard Bella sniff and he could feel her shaking. Leaning back, he saw her tear-filled eyes. "Hey, baby. It's ok. It's ok. You're safe now," he soothed, stroking her hair.
Bella nodded and leaned into his shoulder. Edward pulled her away from the crowd to a quieter area, where he continued stroking her back and hair, trying to ease her tension. Gradually, she calmed down. Edward used his finger to tilt her face up to look at him. "Feeling better?"
Bella nodded and wiped her eyes. "I'm…sorry Edward."
"Hey, what for? I'm just glad you're finally here."
"It was just so scary. It was so bumpy and I didn't know if we would land or not. The plane felt like it was on a rollercoaster and I was terrified we were going to crash when we landed." She could feel her throat close as she remembered the fear that she wouldn't see Edward ever again.
"Poor baby. I wish I was with you."
"I thought I might not see you again, Edward. That was the worst bit," she admitted, biting her bottom lip.
Edward's hands came up and cupped her face, his thumbs gently stroking her skin, wiping the odd, stray tear. "You're not getting rid of me that easily, you know. I love you too much to let you go."
Bella smiled and gave him another kiss. "I love you too, Edward. I've missed you so much."
"Me too. How about we get out of here while we still can," he suggested, picking up her bag but not letting her go. Bella wrapped her arm around his waist, leaning against him. After the strain of the flight, she felt so tired. She felt guilty as she knew she'd probably fall asleep as soon as she got in the car.
"Sounds good. I'm sick of airports and planes at the moment," she said with feeling.
Edward chuckled and dropped a quick kiss on her hair. "Bella, we won't be able to go home tonight. All the roads are closed off with snow and fallen trees. It was a pretty bad storm that came through and it's going to get bad again. Even if the roads were open, I'd have deep reservations about driving in that."
Bella nodded. "Ok, so we're going to have to stay here in Seattle?"
"Yes. I've rung around and I've managed to get us accommodation at the Fairmont Olympic Hotel for tonight. We may even have to stay a second night if the roads remain closed."
"What about work?"
"I rang Bernard and told him the situation and he's happy to cover for me. I'll return the favour when he needs it. You're off for a couple more days anyway, aren't you?" asked Edward.
"Yeah. I can't see the roads not being cleared by then, can you?"
Edward shrugged. "Come on, let's go. I don't want to be on the roads when the second storm hits." Walking quickly, Edward led her outside, the swirling wind taking Bella's breath away. Heads bowed, they half ran to the car, getting in quickly.
"Wow, that's bad," said Bella, wide eyed. "I'm thinking our pilot was either incredibly brave or incredibly stupid."
Edward chuckled. "I'll go with the former. He got you here, didn't he?" He reached out and squeezed her hand briefly before giving all his concentration to the treacherous roads.
All the way to the hotel, the roads were littered with abandoned cars, heavily covered in snow. There were several accidents and they witnessed a couple of near misses as people didn't take enough care in the awful conditions. Both of them breathed a sigh of relief as they pulled into the hotel driveway.
Bella looked up at the grand entrance of the stately hotel. Grabbing Bella's bag as well as one of his own, he took her hand as he led her up into the shelter of the lobby. A valet came and offered to park the car for them. Handing over the keys, Edward led her to the reception desk.
Bella couldn't help looking around at the beautifully ornate lobby. The large room was scattered with sofa's and armchairs, grouped for casual conversation. At the end of the room, an ornate staircase led to the upper floors. The hotel resembled a southern plantation house in many ways. "This place is gorgeous, Edward," whispered Bella.
"It's five star, so I would expect it to be nice."
"Five star? That will cost a fortune, Edward. We could have gone somewhere less expensive," she said. "I'll help pay for it."
Edward turned and placed his hands on her shoulders. "Bella. You will do no such thing. And I didn't have much choice. Most places are full because of everyone who's stranded in the city. I have to say, I think we've done well. Let's just make the most of our enforced holiday. Ok?"
Looking into his beautiful green eyes, all thoughts of protest flew out of her head. He was looking at her so tenderly. How could she argue? "Ok. Spending the night in this place, with you, isn't exactly a hardship."
"No, I agree. Let's start enjoying it," he suggested, smiling at her enthusiastic nod. Leaning down, he gave her a quick but sensual kiss before going to check in.
They were on one of the upper floors and Bella couldn't help herself gaping slightly as she took in the opulence of the hotel. She'd never stayed anywhere so fancy and felt like she was going to get thrown out at any moment. This was the kind of place where you needed to be wearing designer clothing and immaculate makeup. Not jeans, sneakers and without a scrap of makeup.
"I feel like a total fraud in here," she whispered to Edward as they made their way to the lifts.
"Why, Bella?" he asked with a puzzled look.
"This place is so…fancy."
"It's just a hotel, Bella."
"I've never stayed anywhere like this. Look at me. I'm a mess. My hair's all over the place..."
"Bella, stop," he demanded, stopping them in their tracks. He cupped her face with one hand and leaned down as he spoke softly. "You…you are the most beautiful thing in this room. Nowhere is too good for you. Just because someone has more money doesn't make them better or worse. You, Bella, are an amazing person. Do you have any idea how much your patients admire you? How much I admire you? I watch you at work and I'm humbled that you've chosen me to love. Don't you dare put yourself down, Bella. Ever." He looked so sincere as he spoke that Bella was momentarily speechless. "This," waving his arm around, "is just superficial. For show. Like many people you'll find in these sorts of places. There's nothing superficial about you. That's why I love you so much."
Bella felt her eyes water at his words. Wordlessly, she wrapped her arms around his waist and held him tightly, burying her face in his chest. His arms enfolded her, embracing her in his warmth.
"Come on. Let's go up to our room. You must be exhausted," he suggested, taking her hand and leading her into the lift.
Bella yawned suddenly, as if prompted by his words. "Yeah, I am. I have to ring Dad though. I don't want him to worry."
Entering their room, Bella couldn't help staring. After the elegance of the rest of the hotel, she shouldn't have been surprised by their room, or rooms. It was beautifully furnished, looking both elegant and expensive. This room contained a number of armchairs and lounges, grouped around a gas fireplace. There was a small dining table as well a cabinet which held a large screen television. The sideboard was filled with a number of drinks and refreshments.
"Wow, this is beautiful," breathed Bella, looking around.
Edward agreed and walked into the bedroom, followed closely by Bella. This room was just as beautifully decorated. It was dominated by a huge four-poster bed which was covered in a number of cushions and pillows. This room had another gas fireplace. The room felt sinfully romantic.
"That bed looks way too inviting," murmured Edward.
Bella walked past him and threw herself onto the bed. "Oh, this is so comfortable. I don't think I'll want to get off."
Grinning, Edward threw himself down beside her. "I have no problem with that love," he said, his voice laced with desire.
Giving him a lingering kiss, Bella was tempted to just rip their clothes off right now but she really felt rumpled. "Hold that thought. I really want to freshen up after that endless flight."
"And you must be hungry, love. Why don't you go shower while I order room service?"
"Sounds great." She sat up and grimaced. "Damn, I don't have any clean clothes. I thought I'd be home today."
"A place like this will have a laundry service, love. I'll call reception. They can probably get your clothes back to you tomorrow morning. There should be bathrobes in the bathroom. You can wear that after your shower." With a glint in his eye, "You won't need to wear any clothes to bed," he said sexily.
Bella felt the flush of desire envelope her whole body. "No, I won't," she agreed. A raging storm outside, an elegant hotel suite, a soft, comfortable bed and a gorgeous man that loved her. Her day was certainly finishing on a high note.
"Go have your shower, love," he said, leading her to the bathroom. As per the rest of the suite, it was sumptuously decorated, dominated by marble and gold.
The room had a large spa bath. More than big enough for two, thought Bella wickedly. There was a basket full of toiletries for their enjoyment and sure enough, there were bathrobes next to a pile of towels. "This is great, Edward."
"Enjoy, my love. I'll have a look at the menu and order our dinner."
"I'll just ring Dad first, then I'll have a shower."
Checking her phone for the first time since she got on the plane in Jacksonville hours ago, Bella saw that she had a number of missed calls and messages. She recognised Charlie and Jacob's numbers. She rang Charlie first and reassured him that she was ok, that she was with Edward and that she would be stuck in Seattle until the roads were cleared. Once Charlie was okay with things, she rang Jacob, telling him the same thing.
Going into the bathroom, Bella was tempted to get into the spa bath, but resisted. She would prefer to get in there with Edward. In fact, she was determined to get Edward in there with her. She doubted he'd put up much of a fight. Instead she stepped into the steaming hot water of the shower. Bella closed her eyes in sheer enjoyment of having the warm water massage away the stress of the day. It took a while before Bella forced herself to finish the shower, using the designer shampoos and toiletries supplied by the hotel. When she finally finished, she wrapped herself in the soft bathrobe and padded out to the bedroom.
Edward was lying on the bed, his arms behind his head, eyes closed. Unable to help herself, Bella crawled onto the bed and leaned over him, nibbling on his lips. Edward lay passively for a few moments before pulling her down onto him, so that their bodies were flush against each other.
"Feel better?" he murmured against the skin of her cheek, moving along to her throat.
"Mmm, yeah. Much better," she breathed before bending her head and taking his earlobe into her mouth, enjoying the soft moan she felt, rather than heard, coming from him as she nibbled on it for a moment before moving on to faint stubble of his jaw.
Edward's hand moved down and cupped her bottom while the other caressed the soft skin of her throat, pushing aside the lapel of the bathrobe to slowly lick her skin, breathing in her scent. It was heaven to hold her in his arms again, to feel her skin against his own. His pulse was starting to race with excitement when she began rocking on him, signaling her own desire and need.
Moving his hand lower, he touched the skin of her upper thigh and was pushing the material up when there was a knock on the door.
"Damn, Bella. You make me forget everything," he murmured against her lips as he sat up, pulling her with him. "That's our dinner, love."
Pulling herself, and her bathrobe together, Bella stood up. "I was pretty hungry until you distracted me," she said cheekily, gathering her clothing. "I'll just ring reception about having our clothes laundered while you let room service in."
"I…distracted…you?" he grinned. "I was lying there minding my own business when you jumped me and began mauling me."
"I didn't realise you didn't like to be 'mauled'. I'll be sure not to do it again," she said, looking contrite.
Edward grabbed her and gave her a quick kiss. "Don't you dare. You can 'maul' me anytime." He threw her a wicked grin and went to let room service bring in their dinner.
While their dinner was laid out, Bella organised for their clothing to be laundered then went out into the other room, where the dining table was laid out with various food items, as well a bottle of wine.
"Mmm, looks good. What did you get?" she asked as Edward pulled out her chair for her and sat down himself.
"I got you a pasta boscaiola and myself veal in red wine sauce. I hope that's ok?"
"Perfect. You know I love Italian," she replied, eagerly taking a bite.
"Wine, love?" he asked, holding up the wine.
"Yes, please."
While they ate, Bella told him about her time with her mother. "She really wants to meet you and practically demanded that we go down to visit her."
"I'd like to meet her. We'll try and get down to Florida as soon as we can, love."
When they finished, Edward rang down to have the rest of their meal cleared away before deciding to have a shower himself before bed.
"Give me your clothes for the laundering service," said Bella, following him back to the bedroom.
Without a word, he stripped off his clothing, then with a sexy smile, walked into the bathroom.
Bella felt her breath hitch in her throat as she watched him undress, her throat suddenly dry. She was suddenly eternally grateful for the storm outside. Making love in this four-poster bed was going to be amazing.
Pulling on the bathrobe after his shower, Edward left the bathroom, eagerness for the night ahead in every pore. He couldn't have scripted things any better. The woman he loved, a romantic hotel suite, a four poster bed. What more could a man want?
As he entered the room, his eyes were instantly drawn to the woman lying amongst the cushions on the bed. As he got closer, he saw that she was fast asleep.
Smiling wryly, he gently stroked her hair. It had been a long day. Carefully, he turned down one side of the huge bed then untied the belt of her robe before gently pulling it off. She hardly stirred. Edward couldn't help the instant reaction of his body as he uncovered her body. He knew Bella had her insecurities about her body but to him, she was perfection. She fit against him like she was made for him. Perhaps she was, he mused. Perhaps they were fated to meet. Edward liked to think so.
Gently, so as not wake her, he placed her in the bed before disrobing and getting into the bed. He pulled her sleeping body close, needing to feel her against him. Telling his body to settle down, he eventually fell asleep.
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The room was bathed in the faint eerie glow caused by the falling snow when Bella awoke. It was very early and she gradually became aware of feeling like she was in a wonderful cocoon. Edward was wrapped around her, one leg between hers, his arm around her waist. Bella looked up at the drapes surrounding the bed, adding to the effect.
She couldn't remember falling asleep. While Edward was in the shower, the hotel staff came to collect the remains of their meal and their clothes for laundering. Bella could feel her eyes drooping and decided to lie down to wait for him. That was last thing she remembered.
Bella smiled wryly at herself. What a waste of the most romantic bed she'd ever slept in. This bed was made for lovers and she had fallen asleep!
She moved slightly and Edward rolled onto his back in his sleep. Turning around, Bella watched him sleep. Lifting the bed covers, she saw that he was as naked as her. Licking her lips in anticipation, Bella decided she wasn't going to waste the rest of their stay.
With a feather light touch, she ran her fingertips over Edward's chest, feeling each bump and groove and worked her way down. She caressed his stomach muscles, like steel wrapped in velvet. Edward was still asleep but she could see his nipples tighten. Slowly, she pulled down the covers so she could see him fully. Although the room was warm, the change in temperature made his nipples pucker even more. Looking down, she could see that his body was responding to her touch, even in sleep.
Leaning on one arm, Bella reached over and softly ran her tongue over his nipple, loving the taste of him. She kissed her way down his torso, licking around his navel.
Edward gave a small groan in his sleep and his hips moved. Bella smiled when she saw that he was now fully erect. Unable to help herself, she gently took him in her hand and slowly stroked him, loving the velvety feel of him. Edward's breathing was getting more labored but he still didn't wake. In no hurry, Bella continued to stroke him, watching as he got harder under her ministrations. She squeezed her legs together in an attempt to ease the ache that was getting stronger.
Letting him go, Bella kneeled up and moved down the bed. Making herself comfortable, she caressed his legs and inner thighs. Unconsciously, Edward moved and spread his legs wider, giving her better access. Her hand moved up and cupped him, a stronger moan coming from his lips. Bella could see his eyes moving and surmised that Edward was probably dreaming.
Leaning down, she took him in her hand and slowly kissed the tip of his penis. Equally slowly, she licked all around his shaft before taking him fully into her mouth. Bella closed her eyes and began feasting on him, nibbling and sucking, swirling the tip with her tongue.
"Bella!" gasped Edward as he came to full consciousness. "God Bella, that feels….," he groaned, his hands digging into the mattress. "I thought I was dreaming."
Bella lifted her head and smiled up at him. "I'm making your dream come true," she said huskily, returning to her task.
"You always….do," he gasped. Bella had started moving up and down, taking him deep in her mouth. "Ahh..Bella." Her soft hair was tickling his stomach and legs, just like in his fantasy. Reaching down, he grabbed a fistful of her hair, stroking his stomach with it.
Enjoying herself immensely, Bella continued what she was doing, feeling herself getting wetter as she got more and more aroused. Seeing Edward completely at her mercy was a heady experience.
"Turn around love," pleaded Edward. Bella knew what he wanted. She maneuvered herself around so that Edward could pleasure her at the same time.
"Oh baby, you're lovely and wet for me, aren't you?" he crooned softly before pulling her down to his mouth.
Bella moaned as she felt his tongue teasing her sensitive nub. For a moment she forgot about what she was doing as his mouth and tongue teased and licked her.
"Do you like that?" he asked softly.
"Mmm," was all she could say, her mouth busy on him. When he inserted a couple of fingers into her, she let him go with a slight pop and groaned loudly, her hips moving from side to side as she sought relief from the tension he was creating.
"Ahh… Edward," she moaned as his fingers and lips combined, edging her closer to her release.
"Did you miss me?" he asked, tormenting her.
Bella's breathing was coming in short gasps. "Yes…yes…oh God!" Edward removed his fingers and replaced them with his tongue, his hands moving down her body and taking her nipples between his fingers, rolling and pulling them gently.
"I missed you. So damn much," he gasped as she began moving frantically up and down his shaft. "Bella, stop. Please, baby," he pleaded, feeling himself lose control. "Do you want to come?"
Bella let him go and nodded, desperate for release. At her nod, Edward resumed pleasuring her, her moans getting louder. When he gently bit her nub, Bella cried out as she climaxed, Edward soothing her with his tongue as she rode it out.
When her body settled down, Bella wasn't surprised to realise that she still wanted him. She wanted him inside her. It had been nearly three days since she'd felt him move inside her and she desperately needed him again.
Turning around, Bella leaned down and kissed him hungrily, his member twitching against her leg. She could taste herself on his tongue which made her even more aroused. Their tongues and lips devoured each other, voracious in their need. Bella had moved to straddle him and she could feel his member brushing her backside, hot and throbbing.
"I love you," he murmured then leaned down and took her rigid nipple in his mouth, tugging it with his teeth. Bella threw her head back, her eyes closed.
Unable to wait a second longer to have him inside her, Bella reached down and took him in her hand. Edward let her breast go and Bella moved down to position herself over him. Looking into his eyes, she rubbed herself with his shaft, his heat nearly searing her, coating him in her juices.
"Oh baby," he groaned, squeezing her breasts. "Take me inside you. I need to feel you."
"I love you, baby," she said, before lifting herself up and lowering herself onto him, taking all of him inside her.
"Fuck!" Bella stopped for a moment, looking down at Edward in astonishment. He never swore. He was lost in his pleasure, his eyes closed and Bella wondered if he even realised what he'd said. Somehow, his loss of control turned her on even more and she began moving, slowly at first then faster as she ground herself on him, his hips bucking up to meet her movements.
"More, baby," he demanded breathlessly. "God you feel so good!"
"So.. do…you," she panted, clenching her internal muscles, eliciting a long moan from him.
There were no sounds other than their bodies moving together and their cries of pleasure as their bodies wound tighter and tighter.
Bella could feel herself on the verge of her climax. "Oh baby, I'm gonna come."
With a fierce look in his nearly black eyes, Edward flipped her onto her back and entered her again.
"Come baby. Come. I want to watch you," he said urgently, thrusting into her powerfully. "I love… to… watch… you… come," he gasped breathlessly.
With that, he pounded into her, their bodies literally shaking the bed. Bella wound her legs around his waist, bucking under him. "I love you," he mumbled, looking deep into her eyes.
His words pushed her over the edge. "Edward!" she screamed as she flew apart, her body literally shaking from the intensity of her orgasm. Every nerve ending tingled as wave after wave of pleasure surged through her.
Watching her go crazy in his arms, her walls clamping on him in waves was more than enough for Edward to lose any semblance of control. With a loud cry, he spilled himself into her, his climax seemingly never ending.
Collapsing onto her, he continued thrusting gently into her, wanting to prolong this mind-blowing experience for as long as possible.
Bella turned her head, her lips seeking his. They kissed lovingly, their breathing still labored, their bodies still joined.
Eventually, Edward rolled off her and pulled her into his arms. "Wow, Bella. That was amazing."
"Maybe I should go away more often," she teased.
His arms tightened around her. "No way. Next time, I'm coming with you."
"Ok. And yes, that was simply amazing."
Sleep overtook them and they slept for a couple of hours. Edward was the first to wake this time and got up quietly. Tip-toeing to the lounge, he looked out the window and saw the city blanketed in a thick blanket of snow. He dialed Alice's number.
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Bella awoke when she felt Edward climb back into bed.
"Where'd you go?" she murmured sleepily.
Edward leaned down and kissed her softly. "I rang Alice to get news on the roads. Apparently, the snow is so thick that it's going to be a least another day before we can get back."
"Another day? What about work? I'm off today but tomorrow..."
"I rang the hospital and spoke to Bernard. I explained the situation. He's happy to cover for me. I also spoke to your supervisor and she said not to worry, they'll cope."
Bella sighed with relief.
"I've booked us in for another night."
Smiling widely, Bella leaned up and kissed him. "So we have a whole day and night here? What are we going to do with our time?" she asked cheekily.
Laughing softly, Edward held her tightly. "What indeed?"
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A/N: Now I seriously considered having Bella's plane divert or Edward getting stuck in Forks but I couldn't help myself. I ended up writing out one of my fantasies instead.
Come on people! How many of you WOULDN'T want to be stranded in a romantic 5-star hotel with the gorgeous Edward Cullen? Or any of the Cullen boys for that matter? Hell, I'd be praying for the storm to never end! :)