The Learning Curve: Chapter 133

A Non-Disclosed Location in Seattle

"This is...really nice," I said, gawking at our hotel suite. He'd booked our room for the night at one of the fancier hotels in Seattle, and I shuddered to think of the cost, but I had other things on my mind. Especially when I walked into the bedroom and saw the enormous, puffy bed waiting for us.

"Holy cow," I breathed, glancing at Edward who carted our overnight bags with him.

Edward grinned at me. "Any wedding night jitters?"

I snorted. "Are you kidding me? I'm so ready."

"In that case, I think it's time to get out of these clothes." He took off his jacket to emphasize his point and I wet my lips with my tongue. It suddenly made sense why people made such a big deal about consummating a marriage. What we did earlier was just window dressing. This, tonight, joining our bodies together - that was the real union.

"I love you," I said without meaning to. The words simply bubbled up and escaped through my lips.

The emotion in his eyes as he stepped close to me said everything. He reached up to lay his hand against my cheek, and his thumb stroked tenderly over my lip.

I slowly turned around and swept my hair over one shoulder. "It's time, don't you think?" I said with a smile back at him.

He approached, and his fingers trembled against my back as he undid the hook-and-eye securing the top of the zipper, which he then pulled down. His knuckles brushed along my skin from my upper back down to my panty line, giving me goosebumps.

Slowly, he pushed the sleeves off my shoulders, and the dress fell to my feet, leaving me in the lacy white underthings I'd purchased especially for this occasion.

Edward's gentle hands guided me to turn and face him, and I remained still as his eyes roved from my head to my toes and back up again.

"I don't know how you do it," he sighed, shaking his head.

"Do what?" I ask, catching on to him.

"Get more beautiful every day. It's crazy."

I blushed at his compliment and reached to unbutton his tidy white dress shirt. The tie had already been removed during our car trip, and as I opened his shirt, it was all gorgeous Edward from neck to navel. I sighed and traced my finger along the hollow of his throat. Just the sight of his smooth neck, his lightly defined chest and his taut abs had me yearning. I hoped it would always be like this.

I stretched up on my toes to kiss his slightly parted lips and ran my hands over his bare skin, down to the top of his pants where his shirt was still tucked in. I pulled it free and then unfastened his trousers.

He chuckled at my eagerness, and a blush rose on my cheeks. "Here, let me get my shoes off first," he said, toeing out of his shiny black dress shoes. Feeling awkward just watching him, I set about removing my shoes as well and straightened to find him unbuttoning his sleeve cuffs.

Edward wet his lips, eyes lingering over my lace-clad breasts. "Bed," he said simply with a tilt of his head toward the aforementioned article of furniture.

I obeyed readily because secretly I liked it when he got a little bossy in the bedroom. I positioned myself back against the fluffy pillows and watched him shed his shirt, drop his trousers and pull his socks off all in a rush. It was my turn to chuckle at him as he clambered onto the bed.

"What?" he grinned, hovering halfway over me. "I'm excited. I'm not ashamed of it."

"I don't want you to be ashamed. I just think you're adorable is all," I said, cupping his face in my hands. "Kiss me now?"

He nodded and brought his lips to mine, soft and slow. Our sweet kiss lingered only a little while. Soon tongues began searching, intertwining, and our lips molded roughly, seeking to devour and always failing.

I ran my hands through his soft hair, kneading and tugging and completely mussing it up. Edward shifted his weight on his right arm and skimmed his left hand up my side, toward my breast. The touch of cool metal made me smile against his lips.

"What?" he asked, smiling too as he moved his lips over my jaw and neck.

"I felt your ring," I said, feeling all mushy and giddy again.

"You know what that means?" he said lowly, flicking his tongue against a sensitive spot behind my ear.

"You're my husband," I breathed, and the possessive rush that swept through me had me squeezing my thighs together for friction.

"Yes," he moaned against the juncture between my neck and shoulder. "And you're my wife. You have no idea how much that turns me on."

"I have some idea," I said, and I reached down to rub my hand over the hard ridge barely covered by the soft cotton of his boxers.

He pushed into my hand and groaned. "God, you're so sexy."

I rolled my eyes.

"You are," he insisted. "And I'm going to make you believe it," he added as he moved his mouth over the curve of my breast.

I gulped and watched him plant wet, open kisses across my chest until he finally reached beneath me to unclasp my bra.

I let out a breath as he pulled the fabric away and immediately lowered his mouth to the tip of one breast. Hungrily, his lips and tongue worshipped me, and I had to let my head fall back as his hand slipped into my panties. The pad of his middle finger rubbed over my clit and I arched into his touch.

"Bella?" he whispered.

"Yes?" I opened my eyes. His face was serious.

"I want to make you come in every way possible tonight. Is that okay with you?"

I let out a shaky laugh. "I think I can handle it."

A/N: I'm sorry I kept you waiting. I was trying to give you the wedding night in one big chapter, but clearly, that's not happening. Sorry, you're getting it in bits.