Subject: Edward Cullen aka The Womanizer
Chapter Thirteen — Falling Friday
Betaed by: Caroline Z. Masen 9/2010
"Shit, fucking hell, cherries and blueberries," Bella mumbled under her breath as she slowly pulled over onto the shoulder.
I chuckled beside her at her description. "Excuse me?"
Bella blushed furiously before she answered. "Cherries and blueberries is something my dad and I called the lights on his cruiser when I was a kid." Bella chuckled lightly, then looked at our attire and groaned.
"Damn, I'm going to get a ticket or get arrested for indecent exposure." Bella sighed pressing her head back against the seat. She turned to look at me and smirked when her eyes reached my lap. "Edward, you're going to want to put that away."
"Not fucking likely with you," I said gesturing at her, "dressed or should I say undressed as you are." I pulled out my car registration from the glove department, passing Bella her purse so she could grab her license.
Moments later, a tap on the window alerted Bella to lower the window. Frigid air swirled inside causing us both to shiver. A bright beam of light filled my vision and right onto Bella's face. The light went from her face to mine then back to Bella. Slowly the beam slid down from her face and down her chest to her lap. I had to bite back a growl, it was a good thing I couldn't see the asshole's face.
Great. A fucking pervert cop.
"May I see your license and registration ma'am?" asked a rather high-pitched voice.
"Of course Officer…." Bella trailed off intentionally.
"Officer Eric Yorkie, Miss," he answered, his voice low and husky.
What the fuck? I'm right here.
"Eric Yorkie? As in school editor of Forks High Tablet?" Bella turned to give me a small smile. I internally groaned, because she knew him.
"Yes, do I know you? I'm pretty sure I'd remember you," he said as the flashlight lingered on Bella's chest again. Fucking asshole! She's mine.
I bit the inside of my cheek to avoid saying any of my thoughts out loud. I watched as Bella leaned closer to the door, giving the fucking piece of shit fuzz a look at her perfect breasts almost spilling over the towel.
The officer looked at Bella's license with the light of the flashlight. "Bella, as is my junior editor of the Forks High Tablet?" The light dimmed as he bent down to have a good look inside and finally came into view. He was tall at least six-foot-two as he leaned in against the door. His face was somewhat babyish, a bit of roundness to it, with a big fucking grin. His hair was dark, slightly wet with the mist that was lightly hanging in the air.
"Well in that case, I think I'm going to have to ask you to step out of the car Ms. Swan," Officer-Soon-Going-To-Have-His-Balls-Handed-To-Him indicated. My fists clenched on my lap as I fought the urge to jump out of the car and pound the fucker.
Bella rolled her eyes and then giggled. A fucking giggle? Really. She's flirting with him. I knew she was obviously doing it to get out of the ticket, but did she have to do it so well?
"Officer Eric," Bella said quite seductively. "It's cold outside."
"I know," the fucking pig indicated, cocking an eyebrow. Bella giggled again.
Hello, did they forget that I'm right here!
"My brother," she said in the same voice she used to get her way. "I'm sure, would love to see you again Eric. It's been a long time."
Eric swallowed hard and shook his head a bit as Bella continued. "Guess who I caught up with again? Jasper, you remember Jasper?"
"Jasper and Jordan. Who could forget them? How many times did I end up in my locker because of those two?"
"One hundred twenty-seven times, but I always got you out, didn't I?" Bella said biting her lower lip, making her look irresistible. The woman would be able to get herself out of trouble in any situation; there was no doubt in my mind.
"That you did. It was the highlight of my day when you gave me a hand," Eric said wistfully. "Who's your friend there?"
The fucking asshole pointed the flashlight at me again. Regrettably, Bella turned on the lights inside the car. Officer Shit Face forgot all about me, his eyes on Bella's legs. Or perhaps she noticed her blue underwear was peeking out from under the towel. I could visibly see his Adam's apple bob as he swallowed and he shifted from one foot to another. Something a man does to hide the fact he's adjusting himself.
"Is this your car Bella or his?" Eric snapped out of his ogling to meet Bella's eyes.
"It's his," Bella answered, gesturing toward me.
"I need your license, too," he said as his eyes met mine. I glared as I reached for my wallet that was drying on my dashboard. I pulled out my license and handed to him. "Bella, I need to ask, why are you dressed like that and have you been drinking?"
"No, I haven't been drinking," Bella said firmly. "Since I was going to drive home tonight. I'm dressed like this, because we went for an unexpected late night swim. Edward didn't want to get the seats wet."
"I'm sure that was his only motive," Eric indicated, his eyes once again lingering on Bella's lap. She giggled again. "Not that I blame him."
"So may I ask why you pulled me over, Eric?" Bella asked, batting her lashes sweetly.
"You were going about eight miles over the speed limit, and I noticed that…" Eric visibly flushed.
"You pulled me over because you thought that I was naked?" Bella asked, though she didn't look pleased.
"Something like that. Sorry." Eric scratched the back of his neck and shrugged. "I'll be right back." The cocksucker finally went back to his cruiser.
"What the hell was all that about?" I said through gritted teeth.
"What? I don't want a ticket," Bella said as she tried to adjust her towel so she'd reveal a little more. I don't think so. Since I was wearing boxers, I pulled off my towel and handed it to her.
"Cover yourself, please." I growled. I could see that in the rearview mirror that Officer Prick was still in his car.
"Fine," she said softly. "I don't see what the big deal is." She took my towel, adjusting it around her lap. She opened her own towel, and I watched mesmerized as her breasts moved as she tried to cover them better.
"Edward, are you jealous?" Bella asked in a teasing tone.
Yes. Fucking hell yes!
"No," I answered too quickly. Bella looked at me and smirked. She pulled the towel off her lap and threw at me. She cocked an eyebrow, waiting for my reaction. I growled in frustration in her attempt to get me to admit she was right.
"Fine! Yes, I'm fucking jealous. Why does it seem that everywhere we go, there's some asshole eye-fucking you?"
I ran my hands through my hair and turned back to Bella who was still smirking. I rolled my eyes, then put my towel on her lap and tucked the ends under her legs. The whole time Bella was laughing softly
"There, much better," I indicated, avoiding her eyes. I was sure she was still amused by the situation.
She pouted. "Now how am I going to get out of the ticket?"
"If you get one, I'll pay for it, love. It's better than objectifying yourself."
"Okay." She gave me a bright smile as one of her hands rubbed my thigh. I looked at her in question.
"You're really hot when you're jealous," she rasped.
"That must mean I'm hot all the time," I grumbled. "Sure feels like it." I remembered all the times I wanted to fucking hit someone for looking at her.
We both noticed Officer Dick Head walk back toward Bella's window. He got one look at Bella's less revealing attire and his smile turned into a disappointed frown.
"Everything seems to be in order, Bella. I was talking to the operator back at the station and she said she'd kick my ass if I didn't get your autograph." Eric passed our licenses and paperwork to us. Then he passed Bella a pen and a notepad.
Autograph?
"Sure. Who do I make it out to?" Bella asked looking back at Eric.
"Can you make one out to Shelia and one for me please?"
"Of course, Eric. Tell Shelia my new book is coming out soon." Bella smiled handing the notepad and pen back to Eric.
"Will do, thanks," he said as he took his belongings from Bella. "I'll let you go with just a warning Bella, just make sure you slow down on the way home. Unless it's me." Eric winked and said good-bye before walking back to his car.
Bella pulled out onto the road moments later with a wide grin. I lowered the music so I could ask her about the autograph. "Books?" I asked.
"I have three books out that I have written over the past six years."
"Well, what are they?" I urged for more information.
"They're mostly relationship books and books that help with sex." Bella looked at me. "You won't find any of my books on your typical bookstore shelves. Plus, it's not under my name. I use a penname."
"What is it?" I asked, wondering if I can look up the information later.
"I'd rather not say," Bella grumbled. It was obvious she wouldn't answer me. I remained in a stony silence for several minutes until Bella huffed in annoyance beside me.
"Fine, I'll give you something to go on. One of my books is called 'How to Seduce Your Hot Neighbor.'"
I smirked and shook my head in amusement. "I'm your neighbor."
"Yes you are. But you live in another building," she said, looking at the road ahead. "Technically, that book doesn't apply to you."
We pulled into the parking structure of my building. "Come on up, Bella. We can put your clothes in the washer and dryer before you go home."
Once we got our clothing and towels, we rode up in the elevator. Thankfully, we didn't see anyone on the way up. Bella quietly walked beside me as I opened the door. I noticed Bella's hesitation to come inside my apartment. "What's the matter, Bella?" I took her hand, pulling her inside.
"Nothing," Bella said softly and walked further into my living room area. After putting our clothes to dry, I lifted her up and placed her on the washing machine.
"What's wrong? You've been very quiet." I brushed an errand strand of hair from her face and kissed her lips softly.
Bella shrugged her shoulders. "You know so much about me and it's kind of scary."
"Why do you say that?" I placed my hands on her hips, the towel still wrapped around her, However, her thighs were almost bare and soft under my hands.
"It's just that I don't let anyone in so quickly." Bella averted her eyes from my own.
"I want you to tell me everything," I whispered. "I want to know you." I sighed, laying my forehead on hers. I wanted to ask something that had been eating away at me since the other day at the restaurant. "Bella, what happened between you and Jacob?"
Bella was quiet for a few moments and she looked like she was having an internal battle with herself.
"We grew up together, I never really felt the same way he did for me. We dated on and off in high school. We drifted apart our senior year. When I went away to college, we tried to continue our relationship the first year. I think it was hard on both of us though."
Bella pushed at me slightly, hopping off the washer. She took my hand and walked over to a plush chair in my living area. Taking a seat, I pulled her to sit on my lap.
"Anyway, I broke it off with him. I found out he'd become a player after the breakup, so we didn't really talk for a while. Then all that stuff with Jordan and my parents happened and I leaned on him for support. We were together for almost a year and he asked me to marry him. I said yes, but I became a little more independent, more confident, and he didn't like it. I realized then that he was holding me back, so I ended it."
"He didn't like you for you, in other words," I whispered, caressing her cheek.
"In a way yes," she said thoughtfully. "But to tell you the truth, I think he was in love with who I used to be. I was kidding myself, too. I loved him, but I wasn't in love with him."
"Thanks for telling me. Now I have another question and you don't have to answer it." I sighed, I really didn't want to know the answer, but I needed to help me understand her better. "How many men have you been with?"
Bella laughed, rolling her eyes at me. "I've been with ten men and I've had ten relationships."
"So you never had a one night stand?" I asked, surprised by the low number. Fucking hell I had her beat thirty times over. Bella shook her head no. Wow.
"I'm not going to ask you any questions about your past," she whispered, immediately easing my worries. I was afraid if she had, and I told her the truth, she'd run. "I know a little, so for now let's leave it as part of your past."
My head was confused as fuck. I actually wished that I'd met Bella a long time ago.
Bella kissed my cheek to get my attention again. "I need a shower. My skin is itching from the chlorine."
I smirked and cocked my eyebrows suggestively. She jumped off my lap and started backing away from me.
"Don't even think about it," she warned in a playful-come-to-me tone.
I jumped to my feet and stalked toward her. Her eyes narrowed and she took another step back. I lunged, grabbing a handful of her towel.
I tugged.
Fuck yes.
She squealed, laughing as she ran down the hallway in nothing but a sexy set of pale blue panties and bra. She turned and realized that she had nowhere to go, her eyes locked with mine. She stepped to her right and I blocked her, and then she managed to side step me. I removed my towel that hung low on my hips and threatened to snap it at her. She screamed as she ran back into the living room.
Her laughter was full and rich as she maneuvered her way around my furniture while I chased her. Fuck, I hadn't laughed so much in months. I finally managed to grab her from behind and threw her over my shoulder. Bella screamed and slapped my ass, which stung like a bitch.
"You said you wanted a shower and I'm going to make sure you get one," I stated matter-of-factly. I walked into my bedroom, bypassing the bed, toward my bathroom.
"Yes, but I didn't mean for you to join me." She laughed as she slapped by butt with both hands.
"You seem to love my ass," I said with a laugh. She rubbed my ass through my boxers and moaned. Fuck, yes, she really did love me ass.
"We have to conserve water, love," I said putting her down on the bathroom counter. "You know it's better for the environment." I positioned myself between her legs as she wrapped her arms around my neck.
"Well, I'm all for saving Earth," Bella said, playing with the hair on the nape of my neck. I kissed her soft lips, taking her bottom lip in between my own and sucking on it lightly before her lips parted enough for my tongue to slip in between. She moaned and wrapped her gorgeous legs around my waist. I felt the warmth of her pussy against my erection; so good.
"Fuck, I wish we were at my place," Bella gasped as I pulled away to nip a trail of kisses along her delectable chest.
"Why?" I whispered against the swell of her breast before gently sucking on her flesh.
"Condoms," Bella moaned as she arched toward my mouth. Did that mean she was ready?
"I have more than enough condoms," I said looking up at her. She winced, possibly by my choice of words. Great, idea idiot, remind her that you fuck often.
She shook her head and I couldn't find anything to say to ease her worries. "Yes, but I'm allergic to latex so I need special ones." Bella blushed shrugging her shoulders.
"Oh," I said. Anything I had on hand would be useless, or more like harmful instead of helpful. "Are you worried about getting pregnant or an STD?" I trusted her enough to know that she wasn't stupid about having unprotected sex.
"I'm on birth control but you…um—"
I understood her hesitancy then. "I've been around the block and you don't trust me." I dropped my arms to the side and backed away.
"I want to trust you, Edward," she said softly. "Normally, I have anyone that I'm going to be intimate with test for me. It's really inconvenient to use even the special condoms." I nodded in understanding, but it still hurt that she didn't trust me.
"I test every six months and I always use condoms. Every. Single. Time. The last tests were last month. Clean," I said. She averted her eyes from mine, because my word wasn't enough.
"There's a towel on the bar there and a robe behind the door. I'll give you some privacy," I said, turning toward the door. I felt her hand wrap around my wrist, but I refused to look at her.
"Don't go please," Bella whispered, tiptoeing to kiss my lips. "I just need a little more time." Her arms wrapped around my neck as she licked my bottom lip. I sighed, groaning as her tongue delved into my mouth.
Why couldn't I resist her?
I gripped her hips to pull her closer. My hands slid up her back, the softness and warmth felt so pure and perfect under my calloused hands. I slipped my fingers under the straps of her bra, pulling them over her shoulders and unclasping it. I kissed along her jawline, her neck and bit her shoulder gently as her bra fell away. My fingers itched to explore every inch of her, touch her until she cried out my name. First, I had to see her all wet—again.
I lifted her up, carrying her into my glass shower with dual showerheads and several body sprays. I set her on her feet and fiddled with the handles to set the temperature and sprays.
I watched as Bella bent to remove her panties. "Fuck," I hissed and grabbed a hold of her hips and brought her to my chest. I have never known a need to be with someone so much before. Her soft curves molded against my hard body, we just fucking fit. She moaned as my cock bucked against the small of her back. She felt behind her, her fingers reaching under the waistband of my boxers. With splayed fingers, she pushed the last barrier between us down and tossed them outside.
I held her close as the warm sprays of water hit us from every angle. She pulled away with a sweet smile and started to dance around so that the water flowed beautifully down her body.
"Much better," Bella said smiling grabbing one of my bottles of shampoo. "Coconut?" she questioned me with a cocked eyebrow. But I saw a hint of something, anxiety, in the way she bit her lip. Fuck, she thought I had that for others.
"It's not what you think," I snapped, annoyed by her quick judgment. "I never brought them here." How was I supposed to explain to her that I didn't bring any of my previous fucks here so they wouldn't come looking for me later?
I shrugged my shoulders. "They're Alice's. She stayed a few weeks ago for a couple of nights when Jasper was away for business. She doesn't like to stay home alone."
Bella smiled a little too sweetly, and there was fire in her eyes. "First, I was merely commenting on the scent. It's not very masculine and you've never smelled like coconuts to me. Second, I knew it was Alice's brand since she had some similar to these when I met her last week to have dinner."
"Sorry, that I jumped to conclusions. It's just that ninety-nine percent of the time I don't know what you're thinking."
She only smiled and motioned for me to bend down. She took a small amount of my shampoo into her palm and massaged that shit into my hair. Fuck, the tips of her fingers were magic. After a few moments, she asked me to tilt my head back to rinse my hair. She continued with her magic fingers while rinsing, until her fingernails scraped my scalp. It sent a jolt of lust so deep and feral I felt it from my head to my toes.
I hadn't given her a chance to react when I pushed Bella against the tiled wall. I towered over her, the top of her head only reaching my chin. I let the water overhead fall over me as I watched her tongue sweep across her lips. I groaned, grabbed her hips and ground into her. After a moment, I caged her against the wall, my hands flat against the tile on either side of her head.
Her breathing was as labored as my own as her eyes remained on mine. "You're not making this any easier."
"I can go, if you'd like," she said softly.
I shook my head and smirked. I slid a finger from her temple, along her cheek, down her neck where her breath hitched. I circled a taut nipple with the lightest touch, until she pushed her chest further into my hand. I chuckled and dropped my hand. She gave me a glare and rolled her eyes.
"Can we get back to washing you up, you're quite dirty," she purred. Oh fuck. I was positive that I'd always react to that voice with a twitch of my hard cock.
"In that case, I hope you'll be quite thorough," I said with a big grin.
"Hmm," she said with a naughty look in her eyes. "I can be very thorough."
I grinned again and gave her free reign to do as she pleased to me. She grabbed my body wash and a clean washcloth. She started to wash my chest, but had little room to move. She gave me a look and told me to move back a few steps.
I pulled away from her with a small sigh, so she continued in small circular movements across my body. At one point, she asked me to turn around, completely ignoring my cock. The little devil.
She continued across my shoulders and down my back, scraping her nails gently along my sides. I hissed in pleasure as the water washed off the soap and Bella added her tongue to heighten all of my senses. Her fingernails bit into my ass, causing me to buck and moan. I turned around and gave her a leveled glare. She smirked. On the tip of her toes, she stood with her hands on my hips, laying kisses along my jawline. I tilted my head to one side and allowed her to continue teasing the fuck out of me. Her lips moved over to my chest and she took one of my nipples into her mouth, swirling her tongue around it and then gently biting down on it. I groaned and, unable to take it any longer, pushed her against the tiles again.
I bent down and without hesitation pressed my lips firmly against hers. Her hips bucked against mine, my cock moving against the warmth and soft skin of her abdomen. I hummed as I gently bit into her bottom lip, sucking and nibbling on it. It always enticed the best reactions from her when I would do that. She moaned when I pulled away and I took the washcloth from her. I grabbed a fresh one and gave her the same treatment she gave me. It was wonderful in the fact that I had my hands all over her lithe, wet body.
She hissed when I finally took her nipple between my teeth, gently biting down on it. I wanted to hear her moan again, needed to hear her call out my name. I dropped the cloth and ran my hands over her hips, rubbing small circles on the soft skin there. Slowly, my hands glided down her torso to where I desperately wanted to be.
"Edward," she gasped as her hands traveled from my shoulders and down to cup my ass. I groaned in her mouth and slipped two fingers inside her. Another deep rumble escaped my mouth as I felt the slickness of her arousal thick on my fingers. The moment my fingers touched her, she groped me a little harder. My erection was almost grinding against her soft stomach.
"Bella," I gasped against her mouth as her fingers wrapped around me. I grunted as her thumb brushed over my sensitive head, thrusting my hips harder in her palm. She moaned as I added another finger, curling them inside her and hitting the right spot. She cried out my name, her ministrations quickened, matching my pace of the attention she was receiving.
One of her hands left me, cupped me, and then lightly tickled the sweet spot under my balls. The sensation sent a jolt through my cock and tightened my stomach. With fevered need, we both increased our pace, my tongue dominating her mouth as she clenched around my fingers. My thumb pressed hard on her clit. She stilled, pulling away and crying out again as she came. She trembled in my arms and she rode out her orgasm with the gentle rock of her hips. Her hand had stilled for a few moments as she tried to catch her breath. She was wet, flushed from head to toe and her eyes took on an almost sleepy, glazed look. Fuck, she never looked more beautiful.
She gave me a lovely smile, stroked my cock once and laid a kiss on my lips. I moaned and whimpered, wishing for more. She took my lip between her teeth as her grip tightened around me. I bucked my hips into her hand, groaning when her lips traveled down my jaw. With both hands, she helped me reach a blinding release.
"Fuck, Bella," I groaned as I came in the palms of her hands.
"I…that was intense," Bella gasped in between breaths then looked up at me.
"Hmm," I whispered, taking my time to kiss her swollen lips. "Yes it was. Let's finish cleaning up, then continue in a while." I took her earlobe in between my teeth gently nipping at it. Bella moaned and nodded. We touched each other as much as possible while we finished showering.
By the time we were done, we were ready for another round—what a round it was. Bella had used her tongue to stimulate that little ridge of skin under my cock. I don't think I ever came so hard in my life. The sensation was so overwhelming I was deeply sated.
I was lying on Bella's chest, still recovering by the naughty things the woman could do with her mouth. I felt her start to get up. I looked up at her in confusion. Where did she think she was going?
"Unless you plan on me spending the night, I should get going." Bella shrugged trying to roll out from under me.
"Of course you're spending the night," I said as if it was fucking obvious. Sure was to me. "You're not about to walk to your building this late at night."
"Are you sure that's the reason you want me to stay, champ?" Bella smirked, settling back on the bed, running her nimble fingers through my hair.
Did she really have to ask me that now? How do I answer? Do I tell her that I like waking up to with her next to me in morning? Do I tell her that I love the way it felt to fall asleep with her body beside or under me? Do I tell her that I loved when she unconsciously whispered my name in her sleep? I don't know what to say.
Thankfully, Bella decided to answer the question for me.
"I think you like my breasts as your pillow," Bella said as she shook her upper body a bit to emphasize the light bounce and softness of her full chest "Come on, admit it."
"That's obvious," I said with a wide grin. "Apparently I'm a breast man." I emphasized the point, nuzzling her breast with my lips and nose. She laughed but it quickly turned into a yawn. "Sleep now, love. I want to make sure we can leave early tomorrow from work." I laid a chaste kiss on her soft swollen lips.
"Not really," she murmured sleepily. "You only have one appointment and everything is already ready for the meeting with your parents on Monday. So if we get there by eight am, we should be able to leave around noon." Bella smiled. Damn, she really knew how to manage my schedule.
"Wow, impressive, Ms. Swan."
"We can grab a quick bite to eat, get ready and pack for the two night trip. We should get on the road by three and be at the hotel by four-thirty at the latest."
"That sounds great," I said in a soft tone. She looked so tired. "Wait a two night trip?"
Bella bit her lip nervously. "The hotel has a two night minimum. We don't have to stay Saturday if you don't want to."
"Of course we'll stay. I just didn't think you'd want to." I shrugged. I looked away, feeling overwhelmed again. I laid my head back down on her chest, listening to her breathing and her beating heart.
"Are you still angry about earlier, Edward?" Bella whispered as her fingers started to trace patterns across my shoulders.
"I understand, Bella. I haven't given you any reason to trust me." I sighed, my breath fanning across her, raising small, little bumps on her skin.
"If you say you just got tested and you're clean, then I believe you, Edward," Bella whispered, trying to stifle a yawn again.
"Sleep, Bella," I whispered from her chest and I started to hum an unknown melody. Bella's breathing slowed a few minutes later.
Soon Bella's rhythmic breathing lulled me to sleep.
~oOo~
The next morning, Bella awoke early to make breakfast. I was lucky that the groceries were delivered the other day, so she had a fully stocked fridge to work with. I quickly showered and got ready while she worked in the kitchen. I emerged from my bedroom to the fucking best scent, besides Bella, that I had ever smelled in my life.
My sense of smell took in the scent of hickory-smoked bacon, cinnamon and possibly cheese greedily.
I walked into my kitchen and was in complete awe of the scene before me. I watched as Bella moved from cabinet to cabinet, looking for plates. She was dressed in one of my white muscle shirts and nothing else. She looked so fucking good in the kitchen. And not just because she was wearing hardly anything, but because she looked like she belonged there.
"Don't just stand there gawking, Edward," she teased, as she threw me a wink over her shoulder. "Give me a hand and bring everything I plated to the table." Demanding little thing, she was. She turned off the stove and flipped an omelet on a plate. I shook off my thoughts and grabbed a plate filled with bacon and another with …shit…
French toast. I haven't had French toast in years.
My mom was an excellent cook, and breakfast was one meal she always made sure I had no matter how busy I was or how much of a rush my dad was in to get to the office. It was the last fucking thing she cooked before she died, too.
Since my mother's death, I hadn't had breakfast. It was just too painful at first, and over time I had grown accustom to not having the meal any longer. I looked back at the perfect squares of French toast, and I didn't know if I wanted to hurl them across the room or kiss Bella.
She was in my field of view, looking worried. "I went too far, didn't I?" she asked as she bit her lip nervously. I shook my head and smiled timidly. Bella smiled shyly and cocked her head toward the small high, square table Esme got me when I first moved in.
I followed her and settled everything on the table. Bella smiled, taking a seat across from me. She waited as I took my seat and tried the omelet. I moaned, because it was fucking delicious. I greedily ate everything that I could get my hands on. Everything was delicious. Bella chuckled lightly, watching me.
"I don't think I ever seen anyone eat something I made with such enthusiasm," Bella said, trying to reach for the paper I had been reading for the last few minutes.
"I don't see why not. It's delicious, love." I leaned over and pressed my lips against hers. "Mmm, maple syrup," I said softly as I licked her lips softly, tasting the sweetness of her mouth.
"Edward," she moaned softly, and then she pushed me away. "Finish eating."
I smiled before taking a sip of coffee. I glanced at my watch and realized it was just past six in the morning. "We have plenty of time before we have to get to work," I said suggestively.
Bella giggled before sprinting away with my paper her cute little ass in full view as she ran into my bedroom. I could get used to this.
I ran after her, and, once again, I had the best fucking morning ever.
After she had left to get ready for work, I decided to call Alice. We bantered a little on what to get Bella for her birthday. If it was too much and it would upset her, jewelry would send the wrong message. Alice said that some lingerie would be the only thing that wasn't too overwhelming. She said that she would pick something out and bring it with her Saturday. She still tried to talk me out of spending the night with Bella.
Mind your business little meddling midget.
Bella
Edward had insisted that I wear one of his sweaters instead of the jersey when I had to leave. I only agreed once he admitted that he didn't want anyone ogling me while I walked over to my apartment. I smiled in triumph as I entered my bedroom and quickly found something to wear and stripped down to take a quick shower.
As I got ready, I went over the past few days. I tried to figure out when everything changed. And changed it had, because I was questioning if Edward was just a subject or someone that I was …
Shit. What the fuck changed everything?
I couldn't lie to him. One smirk and I would melt. One kiss from him and I'd pray internally, on my knees as I begged for more. I admitted to him about my past, maybe not everything but enough. I didn't think he'd like to know that Jasper was my first kiss or that Jacob was the first to take my virginity—technically. I was going to have to tell him about Jasper at the very least.
Jasper had been a real sweetheart the day I broke my hand after I had punched Jacob. After he and Jordan sent Jacob home with his tail between his legs, he held my hand while the doctor cast my broken hand. I remembered that Jordan had gone to get my parents from work. Jasper had become really quiet and thoughtful. I laughed at the memory.
—May of my Sophomore Year—
"B, why did you punch Jacob again?" Jasper whispered, stroking a soothing circle on the inside of my wrist.
"He tried to kiss me," I said with a snort.
Jasper laughed and looked at me. "Tried?" he whispered. I nodded. "So he didn't succeed?"
"No," I said and shook my head. "I wasn't about to have my first kiss from someone I wasn't really into, much less made mud pies together with."
Jasper laughed hysterically at my admission. Then he suddenly looked thoughtful again. "First kiss?"
I blushed deeply in embarrassment. Damn, my stupid mouth. He wouldn't tell everyone, right? "Yes," I whispered, averting my eyes from the intensity in his gaze.
Jasper leaned in closer his eyes on my lips while my own looked anywhere but his. "May I?" he asked. I nodded. His lips pressed softly against my own, I closed my eyes, trying just to let it happen. After a few minutes, Jasper pulled away, looking at me with a blank look.
"Anything?" he asked.
"Sorry, felt like I was kissing my brother," I whispered.
"Thank God, B," he said with a laugh. "I just wanted your first kiss to be from someone that loves you, even if I love you like a little sister." He looked serious again. "Just don't tell your brother. He'd pummel me."
I was sure that Jasper would've told Alice. So I was going to have to tell Edward just to avoid it slipping out at a bad time. Then again, did he have a right to know such private things about me?
Come on, Bella. I admitted to him that I had only ten fucking partners. Yeah, but I didn't tell him that nine of them were subjects.
I spent the next thirty-five minutes before I had to leave for work, sorting through all the conflicting emotions, when I'd come to a conclusion.
Shit, when had that happened?
Edward
I picked up Bella in front of her building about forty-five minutes after she left my apartment. With her sitting beside me, her scent sent a shiver down my spine.
God, she smells so good.
Bella was looking over the newspaper again, biting on an end of a pen looking at the crossword puzzle. "Four letter word for wet," she said out loud.
"Lick, suck, or kiss," I suggested.
Bella cocked an eyebrow. "Doesn't take much to know what's on your mind," she teased, shaking her head her hair fell hiding her face from me. My hand instinctively tucked her hair behind her shoulder. Bella smiled at me then returned her attention to the crossword puzzle.
"Shit, lick it is," Bella said and laughed as she filled in the answer. "Are you ready for tonight?" Her voice was soft so I looked over to see that her hands started to fidget in her lap, her crossword puzzle forgotten.
"What's happening tonight again?" I teased in hopes to ease her nerves. Bella slapped my arm and glared at me. She composed herself, crossing her arms over her chest, emphasizing the swell of her breasts in her fitted dark brown suit.
"Nothing of importance," Bella huffed angrily and shifted her hair to cover her face again. That annoyed me. She had to know I was just teasing her. Then I felt her hand creep up my leg then cup me. I groaned.
"Does that trigger your memory?" Bella asked, rubbing a little harder.
"Yes," I said and saw her eyes had a glint of humor behind them.
"Good, because in all likelihood, tonight will be a night you'll never forget." She winked and removed her hand from my crotch.
Can you put your hand back, love?
"Confident much?" I said, rolling my eyes. I may have sounded as if I was teasing her, but she was going to be right. The past few nights and mornings had been amazingly satisfying.
It wasn't just kissing her and touching her. I enjoyed all of it: waking up next her, her smile, her scent, even her coffee and I loved to talk and listen to her. I couldn't find just one favorite thing.
Shit, I'm falling.
No. I don't fall.
The morning passed quickly and we managed to leave work early. I dropped off Bella in front of her building with arrangements to meet in an hour at my place.
I quickly packed my suitcase when I decided to do something to make tonight more special. I called the hotel we were staying at and made some arrangements. Even though the room was booked under Bella's name I made it clear to them that I was paying for it.
I was sure it would upset Bella that I paid for our trip, but she was cute when she got angry. It'd be worth it just to see her reaction.
Bella knocked on my door at precisely two in the afternoon. The moment the door swung open, I pulled her into my arms, immediately inhaling the scent of her. So good.
"Ready?" Bella smiled, placing a chaste kiss on my lips. I pulled her closer, my hands tangling in her hair, holding her face in place. I bit her top lip, a soft moan escaping her. I pulled away for moment.
"I love it when you moan," I whispered, tasting her lip again. Bella shivered slightly, but pushed me away.
"We'll never leave if we don't get going now," Bella whispered.
"You're right," I said softly, pressing my lips to hers once more. I grabbed my bag, locking my door and took Bella's warm hand in my own. I put my bag in the back of her car, noticing that Bella only had a small bag inside. Small bag for a weekend trip meant she only had taken little clothes. Or perhaps lingerie. I shivered at the thought as my cock twitched. Soon.
The drive was less than an hour away, but traffic over the bridge was usually bad at the hour of our departure, so we knew it would take a little longer. Bella brought out her iPod, found a clear station and fiddled with her playlist for suitable music. She settled for Claire de Lune but lowered the volume when her cell phone rang.
"Hello," she answered, giving me an apologetic look. "Yes, this is her." She looked confused for a moment. "Really?" Bella's face lit up with a bright smile. "Great. I'll be in Monday to sign the paper work." Bella bit her lip and looked thoughtful for a moment. "No, one property will be used for a homeless shelter and one for SPCA. I'm still looking for funding but I have some ideas for fundraising. Thank you so much."
"No, the Cullen's are not involved with these projects as of yet. This is something that I'm just looking into. I'm thinking of setting up a foundation under my parents' names to help with various charitable organizations and projects." Bella was quiet for several moments as she listened to the person on the line.
Bella laughed. "Yes, I'll probably have to throw some kind of gala for it and some kind of concert. I have a few bands that I know I can get to help me. Wow, Phil, I would appreciate that very much. Let me get through the red tape first before you make any donations." Bella smiled at me before returning her attention to the caller. "Tell Mandy I said hello. I'll see you Monday. Bye."
"Sorry, Phil called me after our lunch meeting. He asked if he can help in my exploits to help the less fortunate." She shook her lovely head, smiling. "He just offered me two pieces of properties in the greater Seattle area that would be perfect for some projects I have in the works."
"I don't know what to say, Bella," I said thoughtfully. "I knew you were selfless and good person but this is—" I trailed off unsure of how to make her understand that she goes above and beyond than most.
Bella was quiet for a moment, as if she was having some internal struggle. "My mother Renee loved animals. Which I didn't think was possible since she barely could take care of herself. At least a few times a month, when I would come home from school, there'd be some stray there. She helped find them homes." I looked over to see there was something in her eyes that I had never seen before. The smile she wore while talking about her mother was breathtaking.
"Even though at the time money was an issue, she always contributed to the local animal shelter and volunteered. It was something we did together as a family. I know my brother and father just joined us to humor us but it was still nice." Bella looked thoughtful for a moment before continuing. "It's been ingrained in my life, to help, and it's something I do to help me remain close to my mother."
"What did your father do?" I asked. I wanted to know more about her, what drove her. She hadn't been this open since the dinner with my family.
"He was the Chief of Police in Forks. It wasn't easy being the daughter of the police chief," Bella said with a small snort. "Jasper and Jordan didn't help matters much either."
"It's still hard to believe that you have a connection with my family," I said as I drove onto the bridge, noticing that traffic was at a standstill.
"Jasper and my brother pretty much made sure I didn't have many dates in high school. The cop last night, the reason he spent so many hours in his locker was because they would stuff him in there because he liked me." Bella huffed, throwing her hands in the air. "It was beyond ridiculous. There was the time that they beat up Jake because he tried to kiss me. They went too far. However, no matter how they tried to make me be the good girl, I still managed to lose my virginity before I went to college."
I chose to ignore the clench of my heart of the thought of her with anyone else. I smiled at her little rant and the fact that her brother and Jasper beat up the butt sniffer. "They beat up Jacob," I repeated, my tone obviously showing my joy in the statement. Bella slapped my shoulder and scolded me.
"Jasper said during dinner the other night, that you punched Jacob. Why?" I asked since they never did clarify why.
"He tried to kiss me, it was junior year and Jacob attended high school at the reservation but the juniors were visiting La Push beach when he made his attempt." Bella shrugged her shoulders.
"So your brother and Jasper went off on Jacob because he tried to kiss you," I concluded.
"That and I broke my hand. Jacob has a hard head." Bella laughed lightly. "There's something you should know about Jasper and me."
Oh no.
"He was around a lot. I always saw him like a brother, but he was my first kiss," Bella said nervously. "I wanted to let you know, because I'm sure Alice probably knows by now."
"Umm, but nothing else happened?" I asked slightly stunned. I knew Jasper loved my sister deeply and would never do anything to hurt her.
"No, it felt like kissing my brother," Bella said, disgust apparent in her voice.
I laughed. "Good because that out in the open could get a little weird."
"Yeah, especially if Emmett got a hold of that information," she said, laughing. I groaned because she was right. If Emmett knew that little bit of innocent information, he'd blow it out of proportion.
"Relax, Edward. If he finds out I'll get Rosalie to agree to take another 'no sex' challenge." Bella laughed smiling deviously.
"You know that they will try to lie to you, don't you?"
"Nah, I know when someone is lying to me and when they're lying to themselves." Bella shrugged her shoulders and looked out the window.
"How can you tell if someone is lying then?" I was curious if she noticed any of my acts of deception.
"Well body language is one way and there are certain eye movements that give that person away. Then there is the professional liar."
"The professional liar," I repeated for clarification.
"The professional liar is a skilled actor that can deliver a line with ease, without any obvious signs, but even those have some kind of tell."
"Okay, you have piqued my interest. In what category do you find me in?"
"Easy, you're a professional liar with one tell-tale sign that I can see. You lie more to yourself than you realize, so much that you even believe what you are saying." Bella smirked cocking an eyebrow, asking me to challenge her analysis.
"Can you tell me what my tell-tale sign is?" I grinned. Bella shook her head, obviously not going to provide me with an answer. Besides trying to figure out what my tell was, I wanted to know what she meant by saying that I lie to myself.
"I know what you're thinking," Bella whispered. "The answer is that you've been lying to yourself for the past few days, that what you feel for me is nothing more than the need to get me in bed."
What the fuck?
"That's why you were unaware that you started to call me love. Did you know that you started calling me that Monday night?" Bella asked her eyes inquisitive.
Since Monday…no fucking way. Did I?
"At first I didn't think much of it, because it may have been because you were trying to get under my skirt. I expected it to stop after that night but you kept calling me that. Then you did it in front of others too, including your father and Phil Knight." Bella shook her head for a moment. "It confused me until I called you out on it and realized you weren't aware of it."
"What does it mean?" I asked curious of her thoughts. I wanted her opinion, because I was still confused as fuck and it also scared the hell out of me that Bella seemed to know me more than I knew myself.
"Just what I said earlier, you're lying to yourself." Bella sighed and it seemed that she didn't want to say anything further. That was confirmed when she changed the subject and asked about the trips that I went on with Carlisle and Esme to a third world country to help give out food and build new homes and clinics.
That topic of conversation managed to get us across the bridge and into the much lighter traffic outside of the city. We managed to pull up to the Salish Lodge that sat in the lush Northwest forest twenty minutes later.
At the hotel's lobby, they told us that our suite would not be ready for another hour. Bella and I decided to take a walk around the hotel's property. The hotel sat perched on top of a granite hill, the falls empting out about three hundred feet below into an emerald pool.
It was still early to get something to eat but we grabbed a bottle of water each and walked along the river, listening to the sounds of the raging whitewater fall. It was amazingly refreshing to be outdoors with an amazing woman.
It wasn't too warm or too cold; it was perfect. Bella had chosen to wear a delectable khaki skirt with a dark blue sweater with white piping that fitted snug. She finished off with a pair of white sandals. I couldn't help myself; I needed to touch her. I took her small hand in my own and held it. I noticed when I had that Bella sighed, and it seemed to be from contentment.
We found a light trail and decided to walk along it, watching other couples and families. We marveled at the beauty that surrounded us. Even though I appreciated the lush forest surrounding us, I found myself enjoying the beauty that was Bella.
I watched as her face lit up when a breeze teased her hair. She'd close her eyes to let the wind move around her. We moved closer to the river, walking along the quieter currents. Bella removed her sandals to feel the temperature of the water. However, she quickly jumped into my arms when she realized that it was frigid. I laughed at her and refused to put her down despite her protests.
"Edward," she whined, her arms wrapped tightly around my neck and shoulders. "Put me down, it's too long of a walk for you to carry me back to the hotel."
"Baby," I teased, kissing her temple. "You're as light as a feather."
I stopped when I thought I heard someone ahead. "What was that?" Bella whispered, looking around. We passed a small bend and noticed a little girl about four years old crying by herself along the edge of the trail. I put Bella down and we both looked in each direction but didn't see anyone. There was no one else on the trail.
Bella knelt down in front of the little girl. Keeping her movements slow, to avoid scaring her. The young girl had short, dark brown curly hair and a small, round face. She stopped crying for a moment to look up at us, her light green eyes glistening with tears. She gave us a watery smile, sniffling. I squatted so she was eye level with me and asked for her name.
"Becky," she mumbled. Bella sighed, craning her neck behind Becky to see if anyone was coming up the trail. I pulled out a handkerchief from my back pocket handing it to Becky.
"Becky, are you here with your parents?" I asked but the little girl gripped one of my fingers in her tiny hand. Bella chuckled beside me and gave me a little wink. It looked like I had an admirer.
"Yes and my brother Michael," Becky said, blushing when I smiled at her.
"Well, my name is Bella and this is Edward. Are you from here, sweetie?" Bella asked helping Becky clean up her cute face. Becky shook her head, her curls bouncing with the movement.
"Are you staying at a hotel?" I asked, brushing some hair from Becky's face tucking it behind her ear.
"Umm, it was a big room with two big beds," Becky replied, touching Bella's cheek with her free hand. "Pretty."
Bella smiled. "You are, sweetie," she whispered, giving Becky a smile.
"The lodge is the closest hotel here," I indicated to Bella who nodded in agreement.
"Has it been a long time since you lost mommy?" Bella asked as she stood up. She held her hand out for Becky to take. Her little fingers curled around Bella's and I smiled at how perfectly their hands looked together. Becky nodded and sniffled again. Poor thing, lost in the middle of nowhere, where nothing was familiar.
"Do you think we should go to the hotel and see if they can help us?" I asked Bella.
"It's getting really cold," Bella said. "I don't think we have much of a choice." Bella looked thoughtful for a moment. "Let's walk back, but slowly, maybe her parents will catch up. If not, we'll go to the hotel." I nodded in agreement.
"Becky, we're going to walk with you to a hotel. We'll look for mommy and daddy together," Bella said sweetly to Becky who nodded fervently.
Becky wrapped her other hands round my finger as we walked back to the hotel. We asked questions about her family, trying to figure out her last name but she either didn't know it or couldn't pronounce it. After several minutes on the trail, Becky started to yawn.
"Bella," I said softly to get her attention. I looked at Becky. "She's tired, do you think it will be all right if I carry her?"
She nodded and smiled. I told Becky I could carry her, she happily stepped into my arms. I picked her up and within a few moments she was out like a light on my shoulder. Even though I had my arms full, I took Bella's hand in mine. The soft look in her eyes should've alarmed me, but it didn't.
We were halfway down the trail when we heard someone scream. "Oh my God! Becky!" A frantic woman, a little older than Bella, ran towards us followed by a police officer and a man with dark hair.
"We found her up the trail about ten minutes ago," Bella explained as the woman extracted Becky from my arms. Even in her sleep, her cute, little lips twitched into a smile. Her eyes fluttered open to see her mother. She wrapped her little arms around her mother's neck, burying her face into her hair.
"Mommy!" Becky said excitingly. She turned when her father wrapped his arms around both his wife and daughter. "Daddy!" Becky hugged her parents fiercely for several moments. She looked over to Bella and me.
"Thank you, Edward. Thank you, Ms. Bella." Becky smiled. Her parents introduced themselves and thanked us. After answering some questions with the police, Becky's parents explained that their son had scraped his knee. While tending to him, Becky had wandered off.
As Bella spoke with her parents, Becky pulled me aside. She tugged on my pants leg, asking me to kneel. Her eyes widened, looking around as if to make sure our conversation was private. She leaned closer to me, to whisper in my ear.
"Ms. Bella likes you," Becky whispered, her tiny hand covering her mouth so no one could see. I looked over at Bella. Her expression was soft and she blushed before looking away.
"You think so?" I asked for confirmation from the obviously smart little girl.
Becky nodded. "You like her, too." Becky smiled then whispered lower. "Are you going to marry her and have babies?"
Suddenly, I was swept with images of Bella and me, walking the same path with a little girl with bronze hair and Bella's eyes, sitting on top of my shoulders. Bella's stomach was round with our son as we walked hand in hand along the river.
What. The. Fuck.
I hadn't managed to answer, not that I could think of anything coherent to say. I heard someone behind me. "Becky sweetie, Edward and I are just friends," Bella said softly.
Becky looked at me then at Bella. She rolled her eyes and huffed in annoyance. "If you say so, but you'll see," she said in a very Alice-like way.
Without waiting for some kind of reply from either of us, Becky walked over to her parents. Soon Bella and I were alone again.
Bella wanted to walk for a little longer to clear her head and admittedly, I needed to, too. The images that invaded my mind scared me to death. However, at the same time, part of me held onto the thoughts excitedly.
It scared me because after the sudden death of my parents, I never pictured myself becoming a father. I always felt, since that fateful day, that I wouldn't allow myself to be close enough to anyone to love them. No children meant I wouldn't have to put a child through the pain and loss that I suffered if something should happen to me. Besides my family, I never let anyone else in.
The one person I did was Jacob Black. We were best friends in college and he fucked me over by leaving my company, taking several of my clients with him. I told myself never again would I trust someone besides myself.
Now that I had seen what it could be like, it was something I actually wanted.
Now what? I was going to allow myself to get lost in the weekend. I could analyze my thoughts that ran rampant later, and not when my senses were overwhelmed by Bella's presence. Her very essence influenced my state of mind.
We went to check in, shortly after sunset. When I gave my credit card to the front clerk, I had the pleasure of watching her stomp the way to our suite. She walked down the hall to our room door waiting for me, her arms crossed over her chest. I smiled innocently at her but she returned my smile with a growl. The sound went straight to my cock.
I put down our bags to open the double doors to our suite. Bella gasped as she entered the room, her reaction was what I had hoped for.
The king sized, four-poster bed was covered with white and burgundy duvets and various pillows. Just past the bed was a pair of frosted glass doors that were open to the bathroom with a large whirlpool tub. On the west wall was a fireplace with a roaring fire. Sitting in front of the fireplace was a pair of loveseats that screamed comfort. There was a small round table covered with white linens.
What made the room breathtaking was the fact that every flat surface had lit scented candles flickering in the darkened room. Pink rose petals dusted the plush carpeting making paths to the bed, tub and fireplace.
"I chose pink petals because the color that rises in your face whenever you're happy," I said as I closed the door.
Bella walked over to a candle closing her eyes and smelling the sweet smell of freesias. I dropped our bags beside the door and cleared my throat. She turned and her face softened, a delicate smile appearing on her lips. Her expression quickly disappeared and turned back to a snarl as she stalked toward me.
"Don't think that this makes up for paying, Edward," Bella indicated as her anger was once again on the surface. She pushed me against the door, and all I could do was grin. She slapped my chest with one of her small hands, the other resting on her hip.
God, she's incredibly sexy when she's mad.
"Probably not, but this might." I leaned in and kissed her lips softly, holding her hand on my chest with my own. I tangled my free hand in all her soft hair, holding her in place as I sucked on her bottom lip. She moaned, parting her lips. I took the chance to taste more of her and deepened our kiss.
Bella pulled away, gasping for breath. My lips continued along her jaw, leaving a searing trail of openmouthed kisses down to her collarbone.
"You're extremely sexy when you're mad," I teased, scraping my teeth over her soft flesh at the base of her neck. Bella moaned pressing her body closer to mine.
"And you're so damn irresistible when you show that you have a heart," Bella mumbled.
I looked back into her eyes, caressing her neck and cheek. "I have a heart, Bella," I whispered. I did and I wanted her to know that. I took her hand and placed it over my heart as it beat frantically. "This is what you do to my heart whenever you're near me, whenever I think about you, hell, whenever someone mentions your name."
Bella bit her lower lip and nodded. She placed a delicately scented hand on my cheek, looking straight into my eyes. It was as if she was searching for something. Bella smiled as her eyes swirled with an unknown emotion.
"Finally," she whispered. I looked at her in confusion. "You've stopped lying to yourself."
I understood what she meant when she had said I had been lying to myself. She was right. I had been lying to myself. I tried to fight it. I tried to deny it. But I couldn't do it any longer.
I have fallen.
Bella tiptoed, watching me as she pressed her soft lips on mine. Her hands ran up my chest slowly, wonderfully, before her fingers curled in my hair. I groaned, deepening the kiss and my arms wrapped around her waist to lift her up.
Her gorgeous legs wrapped around my waist without breaking our kiss. While one of her hands tugged on my hair, I felt her other unbutton my shirt. I quickly turned us, so that her back was against the door. She moaned as my body pressed more fully against hers. Once her fingers finished with the last button, she pushed my shirt off my shoulders. The fabric fell away, and I realized that if I wanted to get her clothes off, I needed the use of my hands.
I walked us over to the bed and laid her down so that my hands could run down the curves of her body. She was warm and so soft, trembling gently from my touch. I gasped for breath and pulled away. I wanted to make sure this was what she wanted, there was no going back after this.
I looked into her eyes, and it was as if she could read the concern and questions in my eyes. She placed her hands on either side of my face, smiling softly. "I'm ready, Edward."
That's all I needed. I kissed her soft lips again as I ground my hips against hers. She arched and moaned for more. I needed to see more of her, so I pulled Bella's sweater off and tossed it aside.
I pulled back to find her in a cute little white lace bra. I was a seemingly innocent bra, but so fucking sexy. I traced the edges of the lace with my fingertips, feeling the contrast between lace and soft skin. The rise and fall of her chest was mesmerizing, her nipples under the fabric hard and sweet as I pulled one into my mouth.
She tried to pull me away, but I refused to be rushed. I wanted to savor her. When she realized I wouldn't give in, her fingernails gently scraped and teased anywhere she could touch. I groaned, kicking off my shoes while my hands concentrated on her chest. Her back arched against mine as I sucked her lace-covered nipple into my mouth again.
I licked along the edge of the delicate cup, gently biting between her breasts where the little front clasp lay. I clutched the clasp between my teeth and it fell away. I tossed the scrap of fabric on the floor as another moan escaped her. My tongue swirled over her pert nipple and Bella gasped as her nails lightly scratched down my back.
Fuck.
I groaned and bucked against her. She felt so good pressed against me. Her hands moved over my hips, to the button of my jeans. She unbuttoned them, lowering the zipper much too slow for my tastes. I pulled away, because I needed my jeans off immediately. She whimpered as I moved away, watching me as I removed my jeans, boxers and socks as quickly as possible.
She bit the corner of her decadent mouth, her legs rubbing against each other looking for friction. Fuck, she looked so good. I ran my hands up her smooth legs, laying a kiss here and there. I pulled the side zipper of her skirt, and she shimmied her way out of it. She giggled as she held up her long leg, the skirt dangling on her toe. I smirked and tossed it aside. I placed the heel of her foot on my shoulder, kissing her ankle gently. I nipped along her calf as my hands ran along the sides of her leg. She gasped as my fingers lightly traced the edges of the cute white lace cheekies.
"Edward," Bella moaned, arching her back off the bed. With one more kiss to her inside thigh, I dropped her foot and settled between her thighs.
"Yes, love?" I murmured. I licked and nipped along the edge of her panties, hip to hip.
"We've had almost three days of foreplay. I need you," she gasped in between breaths.
"Then another twenty minutes of foreplay won't kill you," I teased and she fucking growled. Shit. Once again, the sound went straight to my dick. I couldn't wait any longer. I needed to be inside her.
I curled my fingers under her panties and quickly removed them. I kissed her clit once, crawling over Bella's body. I pressed my lips on hers, kissed her hard and unyielding. Her hands roamed down my back, pulling my hips against hers. I groaned as my erection encountered the wetness between her thighs.
"Please," Bella whispered against my lips. One word and I'd do anything she asked.
"Condoms," I said, trying to hold myself back.
She pulled my chin up so our eyes would meet. "I trust you," she murmured. I groaned and kissed her deeply.
I inched the tip of my head slowly inside her. Instantly, I felt the warmth and quickly thrust fully into her. I knew it would feel different without a condom, but fuck, I had no idea it would be this good. When my hips met fully against hers, we both groaned at the sensation of being together.
I gave us both a moment to adjust to the feeling. I pulled back, watching my cock slip out of her and thrust back in. "Bella," I gasped.
I started moving inside her slowly, setting a steady pace. God, she is so warm and tight. Bella's lips assaulted my neck and chest before coming back to my lips. All mouth, lips, teeth and tongue. It was hot, wet and fucking perfect. Her tongue did a seductive little thrust in my mouth, causing me to thrust inside her harder.
I pressed my body as close as I could to hers, feeling every dip and curve of her delicious body. I took both of her hands into each of my own, our fingers intertwining. I held them over her head as I stared into her eyes. She looked so beautiful. Her eyes were soft, her cheeks slightly flushed, her lips alluringly wet. Words failed me.
She moaned with every swivel and thrust of my hips. Her name left my lips with the sensual movements of her body moving against my own. I started to feel the line tightening in my abdomen with every brush of her lips against my skin. I crushed my lips to hers, earning a moan that vibrated throughout my body.
Groaning, I released her hands to wrap my arms around her waist, pulling her up as I sat back on my haunches. Bella cried out my name from the new angle. My hands traveled from her hips, up her back and wrapped around her shoulders. I used her body for leverage and to guide her as she rolled and moved above me. She threw her head back, my name leaving her mouth. My own licked and sucked her neck down to her right breast, biting down.
Bella screamed and bit into my shoulder. I grunted and hissed in pleasure, thrusting harder and deeper into her body. We both panted, moved faster, looking for release. Her hands wrapped around my shoulders, her finger nails scraping the nape of my neck as I assaulted her chest.
I felt the line tightening further, my release closing in. Her walls started to tighten around me and I brought one of my hands in between our bodies, rubbing her clit with my thumb. She trembled, crying out my name when she finally let go. After a few harder, frantic thrusts I stilled, pulsing inside her. Her exhausted body went limp around me, her soft laugh in my ear. I laid us back on the bed, pulling her onto my chest. Bella hummed lightly and pressed a kiss over my heart. The gesture meant something to me, and I hoped it meant something to her as well. Soon, I told myself.
"That was—amazing," Bella gasped, trying to stifle a yawn.
"You have no idea, love," I whispered as my fingers ran through her hair. That was the most intense and honestly, the best sex I had ever had.
"Hmmm." Bella hummed and yawned again.
"Get some rest, love," I said kissing the top of her head. "I'm not done with you yet."
Bella giggled against my chest. "I hope not."