Disclaimer- Stephenie still owns the usual suspects.
I own my original characters and original story.
** parallels V&V chap 47 'Champagne & Diamonds'. As always, the chapter from V&V should be read before attempting this one.
Enjoy!
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Chapter 47 - A Sigh Of Relief For The Betrothed
"Isabella…"
I looked into the eyes of the woman I loved, so trusting, so filled with love for me.
I cleared my throat, the nervousness making a reappearance just when I needed it least. "Bella, from the moment we met, I was drawn to you. You jolted my dead heart to life that day, and now it beats only for you my love. Each day since, I feel more alive than the day before. We've known one another for one hundred and thirty days. Believe me, I researched it." I grinned. "One hundred and thirty days that have changed my life forever."
Her beautiful eyes had opened wide with surprise when I'd first started speaking, but as I continued she relaxed a little, still not uttering a word.
"On day seven, you told me you loved me and we kissed for the first time. On day sixteen, you learned the last of my truths, and didn't run away." I smirked. "On day seventeen, you agreed to go on our first official date. On day eighty-nine you took me back after my bout of sheer and utter stupidity." I added quietly.
I didn't deserve her forgiveness, but am so thankful to have received it.
"On day one hundred, one of my personal favorites, you gave me a lap dance in my Dad's Mercedes." I grinned as she giggled.
"On day one hundred and nine, you performed the sexiest belly dance of all time, just for me." I said with a wink as she palmed her face.
Fucking awesome memory.
"On day one hundred twenty-seven, you arrived in England, surprising the hell out of me. I can't express just how much that meant to me sweetheart." My tone turning serious.
I took a deep breath in preparation for what I would say next, "And on day one-hundred thirty, the most important day of them all. Today. On day one-hundred thirty, I am hoping, that you will consent to be my wife."
"Isabella, please make me the happiest man on earth. Say you'll marry me."
I waited, my future in Bella's hands.
She just stood there, staring into my eyes, her expression unreadable. I was unaware of how many seconds, or minutes, passed between the time of my question and the moment she finally parted her beautiful lips saying the words which would allow me to breathe again, "Yes, Edward. I can't imagine my life without you. I can't imagine a single tomorrow without you."
"That's good baby, because I intend for us to spend all of our tomorrows blissfully together." I kissed her left hand, and then placed the ring on it before kissing the finger upon which it rested. "I love you Bella." I said as I stood, pulling her into my arms.
She wrapped her arms around my neck. "I love you too Edward, so much."
My heart was filled to bursting.
I leaned down and placed whisper soft kisses on Bella's nose and cheeks before grazing her lips with mine. "Thank you." I whispered. I couldn't hold back, I pressed my lips to hers. She was my soul mate, my other half. For once I fully understood the term my better half.
This was the woman I would spend the rest of my life with. The thought was both sobering and exciting all at the same time. I longed to be her partner for wherever the rest of life's journey would take us.
I began to kiss down her neck. "I want to marry you, and have babies with you." I kissed along her shoulder. "I want to take you all over the world, and make love to you on every continent."
Bella has no idea how serious I am about that. Antarctica may be a little tricky, but it is definitely doable.
"I want to argue with you…"
She pulled away slightly and looked at me questioningly. "Why do you want to argue with me Edward?"
I knew that would get her attention.
I smiled "So we can make up afterward of course."
She giggled.
Two words: Makeup Sex
I refrained from saying that part out loud, not wanting to tarnish the moment with my baser thoughts. Once again, being around Bella unleashed my long-dormant horny teenager.
Because it was us, the kisses quickly turned passionate, with our lips molded together as our tongues explored. Bella's body melted into mine as each gasp of air was coupled with whispered 'I love yous'. Finally, but all too soon, we broke the kiss, while still holding tightly to each other.
"I can't believe you were able to pull all of this together." Bella smiled up at me.
"It's a long story love." I said with a smile.
"I think I've got time. Although my fiancé is supposed to be taking me to dinner."
I smiled, remembering the dinner plans, although it was easy to forget all thought of food when I lost myself in Bella. I reached into my pocket and pulled out my phone, while still holding her close. The moment was so surreal, that I feared if I let go, Bella might disappear.
"Hold that thought." I said as I dialed.
"Hello Edward." Gordon's voice sounded in my ear.
"Hello Gordon. We're ready." I said quietly.
"Well, don't leave me hanging? Did she say yes?" Gordon asked.
"Of course she said yes." I looked at Bella and grinned.
"Lucky bastard." Gordon replied with a chuckle. "We're actually not far away. We were just waiting for your call."
"Alright see you in a bit." I answered as I ended the call.
"Gordon? As in Gordon Ramsay?" Bella asked, intrigued.
"Yes, part of the long story." I smiled and put the phone away.
"Spill it Cullen." She pressed with a smile.
"I've been planning to ask you for some time now, I just wanted the moment to be right. I assumed it wouldn't be until I returned home from England, but your surprise visit spurred me on to act sooner."
I may as well tell her everything.
"On Easter Sunday, I asked your father's permission."
She looked surprised. "What did he say?" She asked fearfully.
Hmm. Something tells me that Charlie wouldn't want her to know how amicable most of our conversation had been. The man has an image to uphold after all.
I laughed. "After a lengthy lecture about all the things he could do to me, and make it look like an accident if I were to hurt you, he gave us his blessing." I responded with a smile.
There. I embellished a little. I have no doubt Charlie would be pleased.
"Things started to come together after that. The first week that I was here in London, I went out exploring when I had a free afternoon. I literally saw the jewelers and felt compelled to go inside. I chose the ring that day."
At the mention of the ring, Bella immediately jerked her hand up in front of her face. I saw her eyes shining as she gazed at it.
I continued. "Of course I had to phone Rose in order to get your ring size, and she almost burst my eardrum with her screaming."
"I swore her to secrecy, and obviously she kept her word because you genuinely seemed surprised." A fact which pleased me more than I'd imagined it would.
"But how did you pull all this together?" She asked, pointing around the room.
"Ah, well. The weekend I went out with Alice and Jasper, we ended up here. I suspect that Alice must have known the house was on the market, although she swears she didn't. When I realized that this home was for sale, it felt as if fate had sent me here."
"Edward are you saying that you bought this house?" She asked as her eyes bulged.
I took a breath. "I was hoping that we could buy this house. The paperwork is awaiting your signature."
Oh shit, maybe I assumed too much. Bella looks like she's about to hyperventilate.
"Bella, it's okay if you don't want it. I didn't know..."
She grabbed my jacket by the lapels and smiled. "Are you fucking kidding me Edward? I love this house. I love that you thought to buy it for me. And I love you most of all." She said as she threw her arms around my neck again.
I hugged her and laughed. "My intention was to bring you here after graduation, and propose then, but when you surprised me with your visit, I couldn't wait."
"I'm so glad you didn't." She grinned.
At that, I finally breathed a true sigh of relief.
"I threatened Alec with bodily harm if he screwed this up." I smiled. "He and the set decorator were in charge of making sure this got finished by tonight. The other evening, when we met Gordon, I explained to him about the proposal while you were in the restroom. Originally, I had planned to take you out for dinner afterwards, and I was explaining to Gordon that I wanted it to be special. He came up with a different idea as we talked."
Her eyes widened in surprise again.
"Of course my idea was infinitely better than Edward's." came a voice from the doorway. We turned to see Gordon standing there with his arms crossed over his chest, a satisfied smile on his face. "Why in the hell would you want to go out and have a bunch of nosey bastards stare at you all night, when I could bring the dinner to you." Gordon signaled to someone behind him, and several people filed into the room.
We watched as they proceeded to set up a small dining table, covered with a linen cloth and place settings for two. A few minutes later a small side table was set up with our dinner. Gordon himself carried in a bucket containing a bottle of chilled champagne.
"I realize that there are a lot of family and friends with which you'd probably like to share this moment. But they are not here." Gordon said as he filled two champagne flutes and handed them to us. "So, let me be the first to congratulate you, because I fucking can." Gordon said as he grinned from ear to ear.
We laughed and accepted his congratulations, thanking him profusely. "Don't mention it, but I do expect an invite to the wedding." He said with a smile as he left.
Bella froze in place, still watching the doorway that Gordon had just exited through. I pulled her to a chair and made her sit as I crouched beside her and rubbed her arm soothingly.
"Sweetheart, do you not feel like eating? We can get something else." She seemed a bit overwhelmed.
"No Edward, I'm actually starving, I'm just freaking out a little." She said, biting her lip.
A little mood music may be just what we need.
I walked over to the bookcase where Alec had set the I-home and started my selected play list. Van's version of 'Have I Told You Lately' began to play just as I turned and took my beautiful girl in my arms.
She smiled, still seeming a little dazed. "Mr. Movie Star, you truly thought of everything."
"Would it be too much to ask, before we eat, to have a first dance with my fiancée?" I smiled as I reached for her hand.
.
Have I told you lately that I love you
Have I told you there's no one above you
Fill my heart with gladness
Take away my sadness
Ease my troubles, that's what you do
.
I couldn't stop myself from singing along in Bella's ear.
.
Oh the morning sun in all its glory
Greets the day with hope and comfort too
And you fill my life with laughter
You can make it better
Ease my troubles that's what you do
.
Truer words were never spoken, or sung.
.
There's a love that's divine
And it's yours and it's mine
Like the sun at the end of the day
We should give thanks and pray to the One
.
"If I didn't know better, I'd think you were trying to seduce me Mr. Movie Star." She whispered.
I quirked an eyebrow as I looked down at her. "Do you know better?"
I had no expectations in that regard, as I told her before, but was always hopeful.
.
Have I told you lately that I love you
Have I told you there's no one above you
Fill my heart with gladness
Take away my sadness
Ease my troubles, that's what you do
.
Knowing that Bella needed to get some food into her system, I led her back to the table. I didn't realize how hungry I'd gotten until I started to eat. I'd left the food choices up to Gordon, and everything was top notch.
After our dinner, and the champagne, I led a very sleepy Bella out to where Sidney waited in the driveway.
It had been a perfect outcome to the most perfect of days. We were one step closer to our forever, and I couldn't wait until we were officially man and wife.
Mrs. Isabella Cullen
Bella Cullen
Maybe this is a little presumptuous of me. She may want to keep her maiden name.
By the time we reached the hotel, Bella was asleep. I carried her upstairs and laid her in bed. I stood over her for a few minutes debating whether or not to remove her dress. As much as I would have loved to undress her, there was no way I'd ever do that while she lay there unconscious.
Instead, I changed into my sleep pants and t-shirt, crawled into bed beside her, and whispered, "Sleep sweetheart, you had a big day."
It felt early when I started to wake. I could feel Bella's soft warm body pressed against me, we were spooning as we often did, being drawn to each other even during sleep. I could hear her softly breathing as I lay there with my eyes closed.
My hand was splayed across her stomach. I began to move my fingers so they were gently rubbing her soft skin.
Skin?
My eyes opened wide when I realized that where normally my fingers would be met with the material of Bella's t-shirt, instead they were touching bare, very soft, skin. As my fingers continued their exploration, it became apparent that Bella was not in her usual sleep attire. Instead, she was lying beside me, sound asleep, in nothing but her bra and panties.
She must have taken her dress off during the night.
Oh Christ.
It took about five seconds for my brain to send that information south to my already prominent morning erection. I found myself having to back a few inches away from Bella for fear that my dick, suddenly as hard as steel and poking her in the lower back, would wake her up.
Fuck.
I was having a flashback to the belly dance and, as a result, I couldn't stay in the same bed with her dressed like that. I had to move, and I had to move immediately.
After my arctic shower, I placed my hands, palms down on the vanity, and leaned forward as I studied the person in the mirror. He looked happy. In fact, he looked happier now than he'd ever been in his entire life.
And why shouldn't I be the happiest I'd been in my life? I was twenty-four, had a wonderful family and a successful career. I had more money than I knew what to do with. I was healthy, well except for the ever-present case of blue balls which no doctor could cure.
Yes, I'm afraid the cure for that can only be found with Bella.
The fact was that I'd had all those things before meeting Bella, with the exception of the blue balls of course. But I still wasn't happy then.
Bella has made all the difference.
The memories from last night came flooding back as I thought about her, the source of my happiness.
Bella saying yes. Bella taking a chance by choosing to spend forever with me. She was an amazing woman.
Reentering the bedroom, I found Bella still asleep. I knew I couldn't get back in the bed without going out of my fucking mind, but I didn't want to be too far away either. I decided to sit a safe distance away in the armchair at the foot of the bed where I would be able to watch her sleep. Thankfully, her beautiful half-naked body was hidden under the blankets.
I'd resigned myself to the fact that I would remain sexually frustrated until Bella decided to move forward with that part of our relationship. After last night though, I couldn't help but wonder if she would want to 'hold out' until our wedding night, or not.
It was a question I didn't have long to ponder because Bella started to stir. I saw her eyes open and then she rolled over to face my empty side of the bed. Spying me seated in the chair, she smiled and sat up, which caused the covers to fall away from her body. The beige strapless bra barely covering her….
Fuck my life.
"Good morning." She whispered.
"Good morning sweetheart." I answered, not able to tear my eyes away from her cleavage.
Fucking pervert.
Bella realized what I was doing and immediately pulled the sheet up to cover her chest while clearing her throat.
I was embarrassed at being caught ogling, but couldn't find it in me to be remorseful.
I've realized that any time she's willing to show it, I'll be more than happy to look.
"Edward, why don't you come back to bed. It's too early, and I'm lonely." She pouted.
She actually pouted.
Why did I even bother with the shower? I was back to square fucking one.
"No baby, I'm good. You should probably get up soon if you want to go to Mass."
And say some extra prayers for my perverted soul.
"Okay" She announced cheerily as she threw back the covers and stood.
I sat without moving as I watched her disappear into the bathroom in her strapless bra and 'barely there' panties. I groaned out loud as all the blood from my brain traveled south. Again.
My brain still hadn't rebooted all the way when Bella pranced out a few minutes later in nothing but a towel.
She's doing this shit on purpose.
"I'm on to you Miss Swan. Understand that two can play at that game." I whispered in her ear on my way to take another cold shower.
She was fully dressed when I emerged in my own towel, enjoying her stunned reaction immensely.
Over a light breakfast, Bella revealed that she wanted to wear her ring in public. It was more than I could have hoped for. I was ecstatic.
When she mentioned purchasing something for me to wear which would represent our commitment, I was over the moon.
She really does feel the same way about me as I do about her.
It was decided that we would stop by Tiffany's on the way home.
Sidney dropped us at Westminster Cathedral. The Mass was beautiful, and uneventful, until we were leaving. As soon as we exited the Cathedral, we were greeted with a wall of photographers shouting at us, and blinding us with the flashes from their cameras.
'Edward and Isabella, is it true that you are engaged?'
How the fuck did they find out so fast?
The crowd was a bit intense. Fearing for Bella's well-being, I signaled to Sidney, and he whisked her to the safety of the car. I followed close on their heels.
She turned to me with a smile as we pulled away. "Good news travels fast."
Well at least she wasn't frightened.
I smirked. "It would appear that way, soon to be Mrs. Cullen." I said as I pecked her on the lips.
During the car ride, I phoned my parents. It was still the middle of the night there, so I woke them up, but I did not want them to hear of this through someone else.
"Hello son. I hope there's nothing wrong?" My father answered in a groggy voice.
"No, Dad. Everything is perfect actually. Is there any way that you and Mom can both get on the line?"
"Of course. Hold on just one moment." Dad answered. He must have handed the receiver to Mom as he went to pick up the extension.
"Edward, are you calling for the reason I think you're calling?" My mother asked excitedly.
"I'm here now son." My father's voice came over the line again.
"I just wanted you both to know that I asked Bella to marry me, and she has made me the happiest man in the world by saying yes."
My mother actually screamed. It was never a mystery where Alice inherited her exuberance.
I chuckled. "Oh Edward, I'm so happy." She said as she burst into tears. "Congratulations darling." She whispered.
"Congratulations son." My father chimed in. "I may need to give your mother a sedative after this." He chuckled.
"Oh hush Carlisle. Now Edward, put Bella on the line!" Mother demanded.
I continued to chuckle as I handed the phone to Bella.
By the time Bella disconnected the call, she was also shedding happy tears.
Bella chose a man's link bracelet in white gold. Never in my life could I have seen myself wearing any kind of jewelry, let alone a bracelet. Call me a pussy, but because of what it represented to us, I decided right there and then that it would never leave my wrist unless I was filming. The same thing I planned to do with my wedding band after Bella and I married.
Back at the hotel, we called Alice and Rose. They squealed and carried on just as we expected, and began talk of an 'engagement party'. Bella did not look pleased.
I hadn't planned our last day together, so after much discussion we decided to tour the Tower of London. Because of the mob atmosphere outside the cathedral, I had Sidney contact a local security company to hire an extra bodyguard. Maureen Casey came highly recommended, and arrived just before we left for the Tower.
The crowd of paps was light as we entered, but was certain to grow before we were ready to leave.
Bella seemed to enjoy the Tower. I found it a bit overwhelming, especially seeing the place where so many public executions had taken place, today looking green and quite peaceful.
"Gentle visitor pause a while,
Where you stand death cut away the light of many days.
Here, jeweled names were broken from the vivid thread of life.
May they rest in peace while we walk the generations around their strife and courage,
Under these restless skies."
The crown jewels were impressive, but I was more impressed with the sweet girl holding my hand and trembling with excitement over each new thing she saw. Bella had a look of wonder in her eyes which could only be compared to that of a young child at Christmastime.
There's a room in the Tower of London which contains implements of torture and execution. I was immediately reminded of the afternoon I spent in The London Dungeon with Alice and Jasper, and chuckled as I remembered Jasper's reaction to some of those devices.
Suddenly, Bella turned to ask me a question. "Edward, how soon did you want to get married?"
I grinned. What a strange place to ask a question like that. "Yesterday." I answered honestly.
She smiled. "Serious answer Edward."
Making sure that I spoke softly enough not to be overheard, I answered. "I am being serious. I wouldn't be averse to running away, but I get the impression that wouldn't be your first choice."
She thought for a moment. "No, I want to get married in church." She answered.
Just as I suspected.
"Holy crap Edward, would you look at that." She stopped talking to stare at something called a 'Scold's Bridle'.
It was a metal mask, but it looked more like a helmet made of metal straps, which fit over the head. There was a metal piece that fit in a person's mouth.
Specifically a woman's mouth.
The bridle was often used as a punishment for the 'nagging' or 'scolding' wife, and the husband could attach a leash to the mask in order to lead the transgressor through the town square as a form of humiliation.
Barbarians.
Any man who got off treating women like that, no matter how long ago it was, must have been trying to make up for their personal inadequacies. I call it S.D.S.
Small dick syndrome.
"That's disgusting." I muttered, I was appalled.
All afternoon, I felt the eyes of the other tourists on us as Bella and I walked around, her arm around my waist, and mine draped across her shoulders. She would be leaving the next day, and there was no way I wanted even an inch of space between us. There were definitely more people shadowing our steps, and the addition of a second security person had been the correct call.
After touring The Tower, we had a quick lunch before heading back to the hotel. Bella giggled as she took a photo of our jewelry-adorned hands and send them out to everyone in her address book.
She giggled again as she had me read the responses as they arrived:
Our boy's got good taste-not just in rings. xoxo Chris
We are so happy for you both. Love Esme and Carlisle
OMG is that what I think it is? Joanna just fainted. miss you. Tara
Upon our arrival at the hotel, we were greeted by a large crowd of paps as we made our way from the car to the doors.
'Edward, were you aware of another former date speaking out about your relationship?'
'Bella, can we see the ring?'
We just rolled our eyes at one another as we disappeared into the hotel. It turned out that another former date had indeed decided to 'reveal' that I had been a perfect gentleman.
After my shower, I found Bella relaxing on the sofa while she watched a movie. I laughed at the fact that she covered the sofa with a blanket before lying on it.
"Hey don't laugh. If I caught Alec doing the nasty in here, can you imagine how many other people may have done that?" She snarked. Which only made me laugh harder.
After Alec's confession, Bella had told me everything she witnessed that afternoon. I made a valiant effort not to laugh when she told of the panties landing on her face. It was so predictably Bella that I shouldn't have been surprised.
"Okay, Mr. Movie Star, you have your choice of movies tonight. Breakfast at Tiffany's or Sweeney Todd." She announced.
"So in other words, it's either Audrey Hepburn, or you get to watch me drool over Johnny for a couple of hours." She said with a grin.
Argh.
"Bella, he's so creepy in that film." I said.
"Creepy or not Mr. Movie Star. He's still Johnny freakin Depp." She poked my chest while pronouncing the last three words.
I sighed and sat on the sofa, pulling her down with me. "Tiffany's it is then." I answered with a smile.
Audrey Hepburn always reminds me of Alice.
"Hold on, maybe I can find September Ends somewhere in the listing." She giggled.
"Forget about it." I said as I narrowed my gaze at her.
"Oh, so I don't get to see your butt again?" She grinned.
Hmm. She's not the only tease around here.
I pulled her close and breathed into her ear. "I'll show it to you in person later baby."
I watched as Bella visibly swallowed. "Really?"
I nodded.
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We watched the movie, took a nap, and ate room service as we whiled away the evening. I also ordered a bottle of champagne, because we weren't done celebrating our engagement. Not by a long shot.
"Bella, I want to celebrate the fact that you said yes, every night from now until our wedding."
We sat on the bed together and toasted our future.
Bella confessed that she couldn't wait to be married to me, but the thought of facing a huge wedding, was terrifying.
"Bella, don't worry, my Mother and Alice will be more than happy to help plan it. If you tell them 'simple', they will abide by your wishes."
"But Alice is already helping Rose." She argued.
"Bella, this is for her little brother." I grinned. "Besides, Alice thrives on keeping busy."
She took another sip of wine. "Well, I should probably get ready for bed." She said as she stood to walk to the bathroom. I gently touched her arm, signaling her to stay.
I had decided that tonight I would 'test the boundaries', as it were. I would never in a million years want Bella to do anything she wasn't comfortable with. My intentions were merely to try to get her to relax around me and hopefully be able to help her ease into an intimate relationship at some future date.
I gently pulled her down to sit beside me on the bed, taking the flute glass from her hand and placing it beside mine on the nightstand. "May I help you?" I breathed.
Why am I so fucking nervous?
"Yes" She whispered as she looked into my eyes.
As I unbuttoned Bella's shirt, I made sure to kiss her lips before trailing kisses over her face and down her neck. I then proceeded to kiss every bit of exposed skin as she allowed me to remove the shirt from her body. I made sure to kiss her ring finger, trying to calm any fears she may have had.
I loved her and I was already hers forever.
She reached for my shirt, and I immediately slipped it off before pulling her against me. She was trembling.
"Hey" I pulled away slightly to look down into her eyes. "No expectations tonight Bella. It is not my intention to take your virtue the night before I have to say goodbye again."
With those words, she seemed to calm, and nodded at me.
I got her to lie back on the bed, before continuing to kiss her lips, and her neck and chest above her bra.
Bella surprised me by sitting up and lowering both bra straps before trying to unclasp it.
"Allow me" I said in a low voice.
I reached behind her back and unclasped the bra before pulling it away from her body. I was thankful that Bella couldn't see how much my own hands were shaking.
My gaze was immediately drawn to Bella's naked breasts. I'd tried to imagine what they looked like 'beneath the bubbles', but all my imaginings paled in comparison to the real thing. I'd been in the presence of a few half-naked women during filming, and Bella was lovelier than any of them by far. She was absolutely perfect.
Unfortunately, in her embarrassment, Bella wouldn't meet my eyes, and after a moment, she went to cover herself with her hands.
"Don't" I whispered. "Don't Bella. You are so beautiful. Please don't hide from me."
She gave me a trusting smile then. "Edward, I don't think I can" She swallowed hard, "make love, not yet, but I want to feel close to you."
I nodded.
She reached for the button on my jeans. I watched her fingers as she worked the button. It wouldn't cooperate with her shaking hands, so I assisted. She did pull the zipper down, although at an agonizingly slow pace.
As soon as the zipper was all the way down, I stood, and in one fluid movement, removed the jeans. I was left in nothing but my boxer briefs.
Bella then reached for the button of her jeans, but I was faster. I unbuttoned and unzipped them, and soon Bella was left in nothing but her panties.
"Exquisite." I whispered as I took in her partially clothed body before pulling her into a passionate kiss.
We crawled under the covers together, and I positioned my body above Bella as I kissed every inch of newly exposed skin. When I reached her breasts, I was careful to move slowly, not wanting her to regret anything. I began by cupping her left breast and grazing my thumb across the nipple. She was so responsive, her nipples pebbling at the slightest touch. I ghosted my lips over her right breast and then the nipple, before lightly circling it with my tongue. Bella gave a low moan which, in my very aroused state, nearly caused me to embarrass myself.
All I need is to explode in my boxers and thoroughly scare the shit out of her.
I continued kissing her breasts very lightly, making sure to give equal attention to each. I was still hovering above her, but making sure that my now painful groin area did not come in contact with any part of her body.
The longing to make love to my beautiful girl was overwhelming. I knew there would come a day soon when it would be all-consuming. I only hoped that it would coincide with the day Bella would be ready for me to make love to her. The day she would be ready to commit to me completely, both emotionally and physically.
All that stood in our way was one more long period of separation…
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