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Lemon ahead: If it's not your thing, stop reading when you see &&&&&. After that, you get the idea, but please still read the author's note. It's a bit long, but it's important.
Chapter 39: Love
Edward's POV
I unlocked the door and hurried in to get out of the cold. I dropped the mail on the table and took my bag to my room. I tossed it onto the bed and spent the next ten minutes unpacking. I had dropped Bella off at her apartment so she could unpack. We'd decided to come home early.
Last night after she'd woken up from her nap, she invited me over for Saturday morning cartoons. I agreed. I knew that was a tradition between her and her dad and was happy she'd thought to include me. We watched Tom and Jerry for hours. Sue made a large breakfast, which was delicious. Charlie told us about a storm that was going to be coming in soon. To avoid it, we packed and left for Seattle after lunch. Bella didn't want to take a chance on missing her flight to New York.
I reluctantly dropped her at her apartment. She had agreed to pack her bag for New York and stay the next two nights with me. I was taking her to the airport Monday morning. I may have used the fact that I had to sleep without her the past few nights as a bargaining chip. I didn't mind though. I'd missed her.
Once I was done unpacking, I made my way to the kitchen. I wanted to make dinner for Bella. She'd cooked for every meal on the trip and deserved a break. I looked through the cabinets and came up with the ingredients for the perfect meal. Steak, baked potatoes, and mac 'n cheese. I sat a pot of water to boil, tossed the potatoes into the microwave (after poking holes in them. I learned the hard way.), and pulled out the indoor grill. I was plating the food when Bella came through the door.
"Edward?" she asked as she saw the food. I took her bags from her shoulders and set them in the hallway. I kissed her before pulling out her chair and motioning her to sit.
"You've been cooking for the past couple of days," I told her then sat at my own chair. "You deserve a break." She smiled at me.
"Thank you. This is wonderful." We ate in a comfortable silence. I scooted closer so I could lay a hand on her thigh while we ate. She moaned in appreciation when the food touched her tongue. I smiled widely, glad I could do something for her for a change. "This is delicious, babe. You should cook more often." I kissed her on the lips before finishing my dinner. "You go rest, find something to watch. I'll clean up." I stilled her hand when she reached for my plate.
"I can do this. I don't mind."
"I know you don't mind, but I want to do this."
I nodded and went to the bedroom to look through the DVDs. I wanted something lighthearted that I didn't have to pay attention to. I wanted to focus on her. She'd leave on Monday and be gone three days. I know in reality it wasn't that long, but it would be the most time we'd spent apart since we started dating. Frankly, I wasn't looking forward to it.
Deciding against a movie, I browsed my music. I could have it on in the background while we talked and I held her. I just wanted to feel her close. I grabbed my iPod and scrolled through the playlists. I chose the 'Chill Background' list and docked it on the station that was on the bedside table. When the first song drifted through the speakers, I felt Bella wrap her arms around me.
She slid her hands from my abs up my chest and settled them over my heart. I felt her press her body against mine and rest her cheek against my shoulder blades. I wrapped my arms behind me and around her. She sighed quietly. I turned around and held her to me. I swayed to the music.
"I don't dance," she said quietly.
"Sure you do," I teased her. "Don't worry. It's all in the leading."
She didn't protest but pushed herself closer to me. Her arms wrapped tightly around me while mine encompassed her whole body. She fit perfectly in them. She kissed over my heart and trailed her way up my neck. She stood on her tiptoes and pressed her lips to mine softly. She moved her hands up my body and around my neck.
I ran my tongue over her bottom lip, tasting the night's dinner on them. She parted her lips and touched her tongue to mine tentatively. We kissed softly, slowly. I stroked her body with light fingertips. She kissed with more pressure, deepening it. She pulled back and looked at me with scrunched eyebrows. I looked at her curiously. She tilted her head toward the music.
"Are you trying to tell me something?" she said with a bit of a smirk. I listened to the song. John Mayer's 'Slow Dancing in a Burning Room' was playing.
We're going down,
And you can see it too.
We're going down,
And you know that we're doomed.
My dear,
We're slow dancing in a burning room.
"No!" I said adamantly. "God, no. Bella, I want you. I want all of you. Always. I love you." She smiled and ran her fingers over my cheek delicately.
"Show me," she whispered. I stared at her for a heart's beat before I could move. I cupped her face gently, afraid I'd scare her off.
"Bella, are you saying…" I trailed off. If she didn't mean what I thought she meant, I didn't want to seem presumptuous.
"Yes." I felt like I couldn't breathe. Was this really happening? "Show me, Edward. I want this. I want you. I want you to make love to me."
"With you, Bella. Together. I don't want to do anything to you. I want to do this with you."
"I want that to. With you." I rubbed her cheek with my thumb.
"Are you sure?" I wanted her to be absolutely certain. She smiled at me, and there was no doubt or uncertainty in her eyes.
"Yes."
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I leaned forward and placed my lips on hers. My body felt like it was on fire from the inside. It spread throughout me, heating me, consuming me. We moved tentatively. I kissed her as if it were the first time. We were learning each other in a new way. She leaned her body into mine and kissed me back. It was slow and exquisite. Her hands touched me shakily. She tugged my shirt from my jeans agonizingly slow. Her fingers unhurriedly worked the buttons through the holes.
When the last button fell free, she ran her hands over my chest and abs never pulling from the kiss. Even though we weren't totally new to this, it felt so raw and daunting. She slid her hands higher and over my shoulders. My shirt fell to the floor with the help of her hands. She moved from my mouth and placed her hot, sweet lips over my heart. She laid open-mouthed kisses over my chest. The feather-light touches caused bolts of pleasure to race through my body. I was straining against the confines of my jeans.
She licked across my nipple, and when the cool air hit me, it tightened causing me to hiss at the sensation. I pulled her back up to latch my lips onto hers. After a moment, I bent down to be eye-level with her navel. I grabbed the hem of her shirt and pulled it over her head. I was stunned still and silent for a moment. She was wearing the corset from Halloween.
"You planned this," I said teasingly.
"Hoped," she answered simply, and I fell in love with her all over again.
I kissed my way up as I slowly lifted the shirt from her body. She brought her arms down after they fell from the sleeves of her shirt and wrapped them around my neck. After tossing her shirt down, I moved my hands to unbutton her jeans. I pulled the zipper down slowly before tugging them from her hips. She used her feet to pull free of them. I pulled her with me to the bed. Once there, I laid her down gently.
I kissed her and placed one finger over her lips with a smile. I turned to the docking station and changed playlists to the one made specifically for this moment. I reached into the drawer under the mattress and pulled out a few condoms. I placed them on the bedside table and crawled over her. She eyed the condoms and bit her bottom lip.
"Bella, are you-" I started, but she cut me off.
"Yes," she said her voice husky and needy. Her eyes were hooded, the lust evident, but underneath that, all I could see was love. There was no hesitation, no doubt. Her gorgeous hair lay out around her against my pillow like a halo.
I leaned down and kissed her again. Our tongues lapped at each other wanting more, always more. I ran my hands up and down her sides. I wanted to feel her against me, skin to skin. I licked down her neck and sucked at her pulse point hard enough to raise the blood to the surface. She gasped at the sensation and scraped her nails over my biceps. I groaned at how the slight pain was pleasurable.
I moved lower and tasted her in the valley between her breasts. She had that distinctive flavor that could only be Bella. I held myself up with one hand while the other worked to unhook her corset. There were so many hooks, and I just wanted to feel her. I couldn't get it off her fast enough. When I popped the last one, I pulled back to brush the garment from her body.
"Bella," I breathed. "You really are the most beautiful thing I've ever seen."
I didn't give her a chance to respond. I didn't want to hear her argue. I leaned down and closed my lips over her pebbled peak. She took in a quick breath, which only served to push her chest closer to me. I used my lips, my tongue, and my teeth to draw every ounce of pleasure from her that I could. I paid due attention to every part of her body, feasting on her, worshiping her. I reveled in the proof that she was enjoying this. Her breath was labored, her hands were pulling insistent, and her body was writhing underneath me.
I moved my hand from where it was massaging her breast down her stomach and over that matching thong. She moaned as I made contact with her heat and pulled me by the hair back to her mouth. She kissed me feverishly as I rubbed her through the fabric. She bent her knees and planted her feet on the mattress. She was already so wet. I could feel it, feel her. I pulled the underwear to the side and stroked her bare skin with one finger. Her kisses faltered as she tried to split her attention between actions and couldn't.
"Edward, please," she said as she gripped my forearm.
I stopped my ministrations long enough to pull the last bit of clothing from her body. I stretched out beside her and continued touching her teasingly. Her legs fell open wide giving me unhindered access to her. She snaked her hand down my body and rubbed me through my jeans. The feel of her small, warm hand on me was almost overwhelming, so I tried to focus on her.
I ran my finger between her dripping lower lips. I ghosted over her entrance with whispering touches. She arched into the touch seeking more while squeezing me at the same time. I pushed just the tip of my finger into her and stilled. She tensed at the intrusion, and I immediately wondered if she was truly ready.
"Bella, look at me," I said softly. She turned her face and opened her eyes. I looked into her eyes and held her gaze. She visibly relaxed. I removed my finger and pushed back in. She moaned in obvious pleasure, and her eyes drooped. I withdrew before pushing back in but deeper this time. She thrust her hips up to meet my finger.
I added a second finger and pushed into her slowly. I groaned at how tight she was. I could feel my fingers stretching her, filling her. I watched as her body eased back into the mattress when she'd adjusted to the feeling. She let go of me and planted both hands beside her body. Using the mattress as leverage, she rolled her hips as I moved my fingers within her. I'd never seen anything as hot as her fucking my hand.
When her movements became hard and fast, I used my thumb to rub circles around her clit. Within minutes, she was moaning quietly. I pressed harder and rubbed directly over her bundle of nerves. She stilled and gasped as her walls clenched my fingers and spasmed, milking them. Her eyes scrunched closed and mouth fell open in a silent scream. I watched in fascination as her body fell limply to the bed and her breathing was quick and shallow.
"Edward, I need you," she said almost pleadingly as she shoved my jeans down my legs. I stood up and shed them quickly along with my boxers. I didn't want to keep her waiting. I sat her up and moved to sit with my back against the headboard. I reached over to the bedside table and grabbed one of the foil packets. "Edward, what-"
"Come here," I said gently. I'd thought about this. A lot. I wanted this experience to be pleasurable for her. Most of all, I wanted her to feel safe and secure with me. I wanted her this way. I wanted her on top so she'd know she was in control. I wanted to hold her as close as possible, wrap my arms around her, surround her just as her love had done with me. She walked to me on her knees, and I groaned at the sight.
"What do I-" I grabbed her hips and slowly pulled her over me, her thighs framing mine. I tore open the wrapper and rolled the condom over my already leaking length. This wouldn't last long. I pulled her closer until her entrance hovered above my throbbing dick.
"You're in control. This happens at your pace." Her breathing had picked up, and her eyes were so heavy-lidded. She nodded and licked her lip.
She reached down and took me in her grasp. She lowered herself slowly until my tip was at her entrance. She rubbed the head of my covered length up and down her slit just as we'd done at Halloween. I tried to stay still, but it was the hardest thing I'd ever done. Finally, when I thought I couldn't take any more, she positioned me underneath her and lowered herself onto me.
I panted with the effort to remain still and not plunge into her. She stilled when just the head was within her. She reached up and braced her hands on my shoulders. I gently wrapped my hands onto her hips. She moved lower taking me within. If I thought she was tight before, it was nothing compared to this. I could feel myself stretching her. Her body shifted and stretched to fit mine. It was as if she was being molded for me, and I knew I was constructed for her.
Finally, with one last deep breath, she moved lower, and I was fully sheathed within her. I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding and shuddered at the utter pleasure of being connected with her, being one with her. Her eyes were still on mine; we'd never broken the connection. I watched as a tear slid down her cheek. Oh god, no. I wiped it away.
"Bella, I'm so so-" I stopped talking when she shook her head frantically.
"No," she said with a quivering voice. "Please don't say you're sorry. It's a happy tear. I've wanted this with you for so long. Only you." I smiled and kissed her eyes as she took a shuddering breath. I could feel myself slightly shaking with the effort to hold still. She must have sensed it, because she nodded. "Okay." I used my hands to lift her slightly then brought her back down on me. She pulled her bottom lip between her teeth and whimpered.
"Are you okay?" My voice was strained. She nodded.
"It feels good. What do I do? Tell me what to do." She had followed my lead and moved up and down my length.
"That's it." I leaned my head against the headboard and sighed. The feeling was overwhelming. It'd never felt like this. It'd never been so consuming, so right.
"E-Edward." I focused back on her face. There was an unmistakable blissful expression on her face. "I didn't know. I didn't know…it could feel good." My heart broke and burst at the same time. She never should have been forced to see it as atrocious, but at the same time, I was the one sharing this with her, showing her what it really was: an expression of complete love and devotion between two people. At least, that's what it was for me.
I could feel myself grow close to release. I wouldn't last much longer. I wrapped my arms around her waist and leaned her back. She gasped at the new angel and laced her fingers behind my neck. I told her to roll her hips like when I had my fingers in her. She did and with some adjustments, she was riding me smoothly. I flexed my hips to meet her every move and pushed deeper within her. I moved one hand down to where we were joined and rubbed her clit. I wanted her to come again, and I couldn't hold out much longer.
Her movements became erratic as the pleasure built. I thought about baseball statistics and my Molecular Biology textbook to try to stave off my release. She threw her head back and whimpered as I thrust into her rubbing right over her pleasure point. She dug her fingernails into the nape of my neck, and I felt myself throb. I needed her to come, so I pinched her clit lightly. She stilled then I felt her convulse as her orgasm overtook her.
"Closer, closer; I need you closer," she gasped quietly between breaths. I pulled her body into mine and thrust two more times before my world literally tilted on its axis. She wrapped her arms around my shoulders, and mine were wrapped around her waist. My hands splayed wide across her back, trying to touch all of her. I had her pressed tightly against my body, but I couldn't get her close enough. I continued to move in her until both our orgasms subsided. "I love you. I love you so much."
"I love you, too. I love you with everything I am."
We stayed there for a few moments. Neither of us loosened our tight hold on the other. Our breathing was synchronized. I could feel it in the way our chests heaved together. After a moment, I cradled her body gently as I scooted down and rolled until Bella was lying on her back. I kissed her softly, reverently, before pulling back. She whimpered when I slipped from her. I held up one finger and crawled from the bed. I padded across the floor to the bathroom where I disposed of the condom and cleaned up. I wet a washcloth and made my way back to Bella.
I cleaned her with light touches. She pulled away at first, the embarrassment evident on her face. I moved up to kiss her and assure her it was nothing to be embarrassed about. After that, I tossed the washcloth towards the bathroom door. I picked up a pillow from the floor and placed it under my head. I laid down and pulled Bella into my body, her back molding to my chest. I grabbed the sheet and comforter from the bottom of the bed. We'd shoved them down earlier.
The air was cool, even inside the house. I wrapped us both tightly in a cocoon of blankets. I scooted closer to her, not an inch separating us. I held her closely. She reached a hand up and ran her fingers through my hair. I drew circles on her stomach just enjoying feeling her like this, completely bare and exposed both physically and emotionally. She was trusting me. With everything, with all of her.
"Edward," she said softly. I hummed in answer. "Is there more?" I tilted my head and looked at her curiously even though she couldn't see it.
"What do you mean, love?" I asked softly.
"Is there more stuff that beautiful and right that I don't know about?" I smiled.
"There's so much that we can do together that you haven't experienced yet."
"I'm excited to get to learn it with you." I squeezed her to me briefly.
"Me too." I felt and heard her yawn. "Sleep. I love you."
"Love you, too." Her voice was already slurring with drowsiness.
The next day I woke to a tickling sensation. I was lying on my back. Bella must have shifted during the night and laid her head on my chest. It was probably her hair. As I became more coherent, I smiled at the realization of what it was. I opened one eye and looked down to see Bella kissing all over my chest. She smiled when our eyes met, laid an arm across my chest, and propped her chin on it to look at me.
"Good morning," she said quietly.
"Great morning," I corrected her. She blushed but didn't look away. "How did you sleep?"
"Like a log. I think I was worn out." She spoke coyly and put on an innocent face.
"What do you want to do today, love?"
"You." I looked at her in shock. I never expected her to say that, and from the expression on her face, neither did she. Her cheeks flamed. I watched as the blush traveled down her neck, and I wondered if it covered her chest. She covered her face with both hands. I chuckled and gently pried her hands away.
"Please don't hide from me." She was having trouble meeting my eye. "Just so you know, I was hoping you'd say that." Her eyes snapped to mine. I watched as they darkened and groaned when she licked her lips. Thus began round two.
When we were both fully sated, again, we fell back to the mattress heavily. She stayed on top of me, and I wrapped my arms around her. She purred and snuggled further into me. That's right. She fucking purred. I did that, thank you very much. Not ten minutes later, my stomach rumbled. She looked at me with a smile before giggling.
"I felt that," she laughed. I rolled my eyes.
"What do you expect?" I questioned. "I worked up an appetite." She leaned forward and kissed me.
"I'll make you breakfast." She looked over at the clock then corrected herself. "Lunch. I'll make you lunch." She pulled out of my arms before I could protest and sat on the edge of the bed. She grabbed my boxers and button down shirt to put them on. I had to bite my cheek to keep from moaning. She looked so damn sexy in my clothes. "Come with me." The things that come out of her mouth. She had absolutely no idea.
"Of course." I tossed the condom in the trash bin by the bed. She stood up and groaned. "What's wrong?" She shook her head. "Bella, what's wrong?" She turned and gave me a small smile.
"Just a little sore." I immediately felt bad. Of course she'd be sore.
"I'm sorry, love." I got out of bed and put on a pair of boxers. She was shaking her head when I pulled her into me.
"Please, don't be sorry about that. I could never regret us being together." I hugged her tighter when I realized what she thought I'd said.
"I'm not sorry about that. Never, Bella." I leaned back and kissed her softly. "I'm sorry you're sore." She nodded then smiled. She giggled again when my stomach grumbled a second time.
"Time for food." She wriggled out of my arms but pulled me to the kitchen by my hand.
She made sandwiches for us and we ate standing at the bar. I pushed our plates together and stepped closer to her. She turned so we were facing each other. I moved so we stood just a hair's breath away. We talked about New York and things we could do in Las Vegas. When I wasn't holding my sandwich, I was touching her, rubbing her arm, running my thumb over the apple of her cheek, or kissing her exposed skin. I needed to feel her.
I finished my sandwich first and kissed her before telling her to give me a minute. I hurried back to my room and into the bathroom. I started running a hot bath and put in some strawberry bubble bath I'd convinced Alice to buy for me. I knew I'd do this for Bella eventually and wanted to be prepared. You didn't think I'd buy it myself, did you? I pulled the candles and lighter from under the sink and scattered them throughout the room. I grabbed the iPod and docking station from the bedroom and placed it in the bathroom. I chose the playlist I'd had Alice make of Bella's favorite soothing songs.
I went back to the kitchen to get Bella. She was washing the last of the dishes. I chastised her for doing that. I'd told her I would take care of it. I took the sponge from her hand and placed it in the sink. I took her hand and led her down the hall. She tried to protest, but I just smiled and tugged her along. I pulled her into the bedroom and covered her eyes as I stood behind her.
"Edward," she said annoyed, but I could hear a hint of amusement too. "What are you doing?" I led her into the bathroom and removed my hands. She looked around slowly before turning to me. She kissed me softly before letting out a contented sigh. "Thank you."
"You're welcome," I told her.
I walked over to shut off the water. I turned back to her and unbuttoned my shirt. It looked so much better on her. She kissed all over my chest, distracting me from my task. I don't know how many times my fingers slipped. Finally, I pushed the last button through its hole and slipped the shirt from her shoulders. I pushed my boxers off her hips, and she used my shoulders to steady herself as she stepped out of them. I held her hands as she stepped into the tub and lowered herself into the water. She hummed in appreciation and closed her eyes. I took a step towards the door.
"Edward," Bella said from behind me. I stopped and turned to her. "Do you…would you…"
"What is it, love?" I asked softly.
"Would you join me?" Her cheeks tinged pink, and she drew her bottom lip between her teeth.
"I'd love to." I stripped out of my boxers. She leaned forward so I could step in behind her. I sat in the hot water and pulled Bella to lean against my chest. She relaxed back into my body, and I wrapped my arms around her.
"This is nice." I smiled and kissed her head.
"You have no idea."
I took the washcloth I'd placed over the faucet and lathered it up. I started with her arm and washed her slowly. I leaned her forward to wash her back and her neck. I trailed the cloth lower and paid special attention to her breasts. I watched as her nipples hardened under my touch. I moved on and washed the rest of her making sure not to miss a spot.
She turned to me afterwards and returned the favor. I could feel myself grow hard with each brush of her fingers against my skin, but I tried to will it away. She was sore, and I didn't want to give her any reason to think we had to again. When she turned back around and leaned into me, I'd luckily gotten my body under control. We stayed in there until the water turned cold. I got out of the tub and grabbed a towel from the towel warmer. Hey, mom put it in when she was decorating. I'd never used it, but today I was silently thanking her.
I helped Bella stand and wrapped the warm towel around her small frame. I dried her and nudged her to the bedroom. I pulled the plug from the tub and grabbed my own towel. Once dry, I wrapped it around my waist, picked up the clothes from the floor, and walked to the bedroom. I tossed the clothes next to the nightstand and laid down next to Bella. She was lying on her side with an arm tucked under her pillow.
"Can we take a nap?" she asked drowsily. I smiled and kissed her forehead before pulling her body into mine.
"Yes, love. Sleep."
We only napped for about an hour. The rest of the day was spent watching movies, listening to music, and cooking dinner. We curled up together in bed that night and just enjoyed the other's company. She wore my shirt and underwear to bed. I couldn't keep my hands off her. As much as I wanted her again, I knew she was still sore. We fell asleep late into the night with her on my chest again.
I woke first the next morning from a very nice, very vivid dream. There were so many things I wanted to do with her. We had shifted some time during the night. She was lying on her back, and my head rested on her chest between her breasts. I turned my head and placed feather-light kisses over her chest. I moved up so I was kissing her neck and up to her ear. I could tell by her breathing that she was awake.
"Wake up," I whispered huskily into her ear. I moved so I was hovering over her. She took a deep breath and arched into me. "Good morning."
"Mhmm," she agreed. She wrapped her arms around me and hooked her right leg around my own.
"How do you feel, love?" I wanted her, but I wanted her to feel only pleasure. I took her earlobe between my teeth and nibbled.
"Good."
"Sore?"
"No. Not sore. Need you."
After another completely satisfying round, Bella insisted we eat breakfast. She cooked, and I helped. Well, I helped as much as I could. After that, we spent the next few hours looking up things in New York she might be able to check out. Then we looked up things we wanted to do while in Las Vegas. Much sooner than I would have liked, it was time to take Bella to the airport.
We drove in a comfortable silence, my hand resting on her thigh and hers on mine. I pulled up to the front doors and helped her unload her bag. I hugged her and kissed her at the car since I couldn't go past security. Katelynn sent her a text to let her know she was already inside. I told her to call me when she landed. Reluctantly, I let go and turned her to the door. As she walked away, I swatted her ass and chuckled at the squeak she made as she jumped.
AN: I know it's long, but please read. It's got some important info in it.
Hello everyone. So, huge chapter. They finally took that big step. I hope you liked it. I spent a great deal of time and thought on this. I know there were some moments where things weren't going completely smooth, but hello, no one just knows how to have sex. It takes work and practice...not that many people mind the practice. ;) I've always been irked with stories that have virgin Bella who knows exactly what to do and can go at it for hours right off the bat.
So, change in plans...please don't hate me. There will be another chapter before we make it to the prologue. I'll be taking you all to Vegas for Rose and Em's birthday celebration. That'll be after Christmas. We're taking a week off to enjoy the holiday. I'm going on a road trip with some of my best friends too. I'm flying to Colorado Springs on the 31st and we're driving back on January 4th. So, expect the next chapter on January 3rd. I'll try my hardest to get that to you.
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