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When we finally reached the hotel, it was midnight. Edward left me on a straw couch in the reception area as he went to talk about our room. I felt the drowsiness and jet lag getting to me. As tired as I was, I really wanted to at least be with Edward once.
"Come," he said quietly, returning to my side and grabbing our luggage.
"Where are we going? Isn't it inside the hotel? Do we have the wrong place?" I asked, growing worried.
"This is the place. The villa is just outside."
"Villa?"
"Yeah, apparently they rented a small house for us. It has just one room, a bathroom and a kitchen," he explained. "Here is the flyer about it." He took a small brochure from his back pocket and handed it to me.
We stopped in front of the small house that had the number three on the door. Edward unlocked the door and dropped the duffle bag from his shoulder before turning to me and sweeping me off my feet. I let out a high squeal, taken by surprise.
Kissing me, he stepped inside and started turning the lights on. Finally reaching the bedroom, he dropped me on the bed with a final kiss.
"Don't move, Mrs. Cullen."
"Don't keep me waiting, Mr. Cullen."
What felt like a minute later, he was back but without our luggage. He had probably left it by the front door and hurried back.
"Come here," he said softly, extending a hand.
I shuffled to his side, stepping out of the sandals. When I reached him, he bent and kissed me deeply, literally taking my breath away. Slowly, I turned in his arms to show him I wanted the gown off. After a husky chuckle, Edward started kissing the nape of my neck, moving my hair out of the way then slowly lowered the zipper, all the while covering every freshly revealed inch of skin with a wet kiss.
"Fuck, Bella. I really want to take this slowly," he whispered hoarsely.
"I think we've waited enough," I told him on a low voice that I barely recognized as mine.
"Yeah, a week of abstinence is enough."
Suddenly, he spun me around and scooped me up. I wrapped my legs around his waist afraid he'd drop me. Edward started walking and soon, I felt a wall behind me.
"I have this fantasy," he said seriously, gazing at me through heavy lidded eyes. "You dressed like this while I take you against the wall."
"Are you asking for permission?" I asked incredulously. I'd probably agree with anything. He could tell me to stay upside down and I would.
"Do you want?" Edward asked against my lips before pressing them together.
"Yeah," I moaned into his mouth. "Just…don't rip the underwear," I added quickly when his eager hands went under the dress.
After a little shuffling around, my sheer panties were gone and two fingers were probing inside me. I wrapped one leg around his waist, trying to crawl up on him, to have more friction, to have more. With a chuckle, Edward raised me again and pressed me to the wall with his lower half. I bucked into him as I felt his erection right where I needed it.
My hands went between us as Edward kept kissing and nipping at my lips. I was fighting with the skirt of my dress and his buckle when I felt him laughing.
"What?" I demanded as I tugged at the button and the zipper.
"I haven't seen you so…horny in a long time."
"I need you," I told him seriously before focusing back on his stupid buckle belt. When I finally had it off, I started pushing his pants down. Once they were over his ass, they slid down easily with a satisfied clank as the buckle hit the floor. "Did I tell you that I love men underwear?" I asked giddily, grasping him through the hole in his underwear and slowly easing him out.
"I can always take my boxers off," Edward told me amused.
"That will take too much time," I groaned, lifting my skirt.
He stepped forward and raised me higher, his hand guided Toto inside and I let out an embarrassingly loud moan when I had him all the way inside. Edward pressed his forehead against mine and looked at me intensely.
"I love you, Bella," he whispered as he moved out almost all the way then slowly moved back inside.
"I love you too, Edward!" My reply was like a wail.
A few more pushes and I felt the tightness in my stomach explode. I threw my head back and shouted his name over and over. He slipped out of me and took my dress off before stepping out of his boxers and carried me to the bed. Once there, he went back inside me, rocking his hips slowly, bringing me closer and closer and every time stopping when he felt my walls clamping on him; our hands were everywhere, our lips locked as our tongues were dancing slowly. Sweat was covering our bodies, but it seemed that neither of us wanted to let go of the feeling.
"Are you close?" Edward gasped against my lips.
I nodded furiously, trying to keep my mouth shut so I wouldn't let out some other embarrassing sound.
"Good, me too." He nodded, bending his head to kiss me again. He raised my hips and quickened his pace. That was all it took for my orgasm to wash over me.
Keeping my mouth shut didn't work and all kind of moans and groans escaped me, but Edward followed close behind. I felt him twitch before shooting deep inside me.
"So tired," I heard him mumble, right before he fell on top of me.
I was just as tired and as I ran my fingers through his wet locks, I fell asleep.
When I woke up it was dawn and I wondered why the hell I was awake so early then I realized I was too warm. Edward was still on top of me, his head pressed against my bra covered breast, snoring loudly. Without waking him up, I rolled out from under him and sprawled face first on the other side of the bed, which was thankfully a lot cooler. Before I fell asleep again, I unhooked my bra and slipped it off my shoulders.
"Holy fuck!"
I shot up and looked around dazed. "What happened?" I asked, not seeing Edward.
Then his head appeared from the other side of the bed as he sat up. "Fuck," he groaned. "I rolled over, on the wrong side."
"You think?" I laughed.
"It's not funny!" he grumbled, sitting on the edge of the bed and rubbing his knee.
"Are you hurt?" I asked, realizing he really had hurt himself. Crawling behind him to peek at his knee, I didn't realize we were both naked until my chest grazed his back. He shivered and I watched goose bumps appear on his arm. I did it again, just to see if it was an accident, but the effect was similar.
"Are you trying to kill me?" he asked on a hoarse voice.
"I just wanna see where you're hurt," I whispered, pressing my lips to his shoulder.
"I'll have a bruise on my knee," Edward told me, turning around and pressing me to the bed. "Mhmm, time for breakfast."
"That's a good idea now. We haven't eaten in some hours," I agreed, knowing full well he was talking about something else.
"Correction," he said against my neck. "Breakfast sex."
I didn't get to reply anything before he was inside me and moving. Sometime along our rolling around on the bed, I ended up on top of him and his hands went to my hips. That's when an involuntary moan escaped me – the thing was that it wasn't a pleasure moan. It was a pain moan. My left side was hurting and Edward's fingers were digging in the tender flesh.
"Ow!" I gasped, slapping his hand away.
We both stopped moving right after my exclamation and looked at my left side with wide eyes. There was a huge bruise. Out of instinct, I looked to my right side and there a matching bruise.
"Just don't…touch them," I mumbled, leaning over his chest so he wouldn't see them. I knew when they happened. We hadn't been exactly gentle last night.
Trying to take his mind off the bruises, I started rolling my hips. Edward gasped and squeezed his eyes, but didn't raise his hips to meet mine. I was set to finish what we started. I couldn't let a few bruises that didn't even hurt, unless touched, ruin our breakfast sex. When he realized I wasn't stopping, he rolled me around slowly and put his hands on either side of my head, fisting the sheet before pistoning his hips. My legs were wrapped around his waist and it felt so good. By the time I let go, I had forgotten about the bruises.
"Why didn't you say anything?" Edward rasped out right after he finished. "You should have told me I was holding you too tightly."
"I didn't feel anything if you must know. They'll go away."
"Hmpf!" He left the bed and I watched as he limped to the door and then disappeared in the small hallway.
Of course, he'd worry about my bruises, but not about his! I grabbed his shirt from the floor and went after him. Just as I left the room, I bumped into his chest.
"I was bringing the bags," he said quietly, sidestepping me and going back inside the room.
I turned around to follow him and for the first time, I looked at the room. Basked in the bright sun that was coming through a huge horizontal window, the room looked really beautiful; the huge white four postured bed stood parallel with the window and the soft curtain falling on either side of it, the vanity was close to a big closet and on the other side of the room was a small table where Edward put our suitcase. Simple yet beautiful.
I decided to take a tour of the villa and turned on my heels, I headed to the bathroom. I flipped the light on since the window was too small to make proper light and saw a spacious bathroom for such a small villa. There was shower and also a bathtub, though I thought it was Jacuzzi, but never seeing one, I had no idea if I was right. Everything was white in here, as well. On my way to the kitchen, I saw a beautiful picture of the sunset on the wall in the hallway.
The kitchen was white and fully equipped. I knew it was too late to have breakfast at the hotel's restaurant so I decided to see if the fridge was stocked. It was, and there were all kinds of amazing food.
"Bella!"
"What?" I yelled back, opening the cupboards to see what was there.
"Come here and see this! You have to wear them!" he shouted again.
Shuffling back to the room, I found Edward holding something unknown. I couldn't tell if it was lingerie or blouse or something else. It would have covered only my chest and in the back would be slim straps in two groups.
"What's that?" I asked, leaning against the doorframe.
"Dunno, but you have to wear it. It's hot."
"I don't even know what its purpose is," I said thoughtfully.
Edward laughed. "It's for you to wear and me to rip it off. Look at those tiny straps. They beg to be ripped." He tugged at them softly.
"I'm not wearing that."
"You are! Tonight."
My eyes fell on the open suitcase and on all the bathing suits that were there. We were going to be here only a week.
Edward realized where my eyes were and he grabbed one of the swim suits. "Wear this today, will you?" His eyes were pleading me.
I eyed the blue two pieces and shrugged. It looked decent. "Sure. Shower?"
"Why not?" He shrugged and dropped the bathing suit, coming to me. "Are you sure you're okay?"
"Yes," I hissed, taking his shirt off me.
"I just want to make sure. I feel bad for hurting you."
"You're not the only one who bruises easily," I reminded him, going to the bathroom and adjusting the knobs.
"Jesus, Bella! There's more!" he groaned from behind me.
I felt his fingers grazing over the back of my thighs – probably from when he had held me against the wall – then he touched my arms.
"I'm okay," I insisted. "And you have one too," I said, pointing to his knee that was an angry red.
He helped me inside the shower and started kissing me before taking the shower head and wetting my hair. We took turns washing the other and when I accidentally let shampoo in his eye, he started screaming and feeling blindly for the towel. Of course, he got the towel wet and we just had one other towel since he had used the big one.
"I didn't mean," I repeated when we were back in the room, getting dressed for the day.
"Sure, sure," he grumbled.
"I told you to crouch down. I can't reach you since you're so freaking tall!"
"You're too small," he said seriously.
I snorted. "If I'm small, what about Alice?" I asked then realized we had to call home.
"After we grab a bite, we call home," Edward told me, shrugging into a clean t-shirt.
I stopped tying my bikini strings and gaped at him. "Can you read minds too?"
"Not that I know of. Why do you ask?"
"Because I was just thinking that we should call home!"
"Well, we should, but first we need to eat. I'm famished."
I finished tying the bikini strings and bent my arms behind me to tie the top when I felt a muscle stretching the wrong way.
"Ouch!" I moaned, grabbing my arm. I hadn't pulled a muscle in years and I had forgotten how painful it was.
Edward moved my hand away and started rubbing the spot. It hurt worse and I squirmed out of his reach.
"Stay here. It hurts a little, but it gets better faster. Trust me, Bella. I pulled a muscle so often, I'm used to this."
Once the pain subsided, he tied my top and grabbed a dress from the suitcase. When we were finally dressed, we left the villa.
The heat was unbelievable and Edward suggested we go back inside to the best invention to humankind: air conditioning. I stirred him to the main path that led to a small restaurant.
After eating, I suggested we look around the town because it was too hot to stay directly under the sun. We found a street full of souvenirs and beach friendly things. Edward insisted we buy a bag for when we would go on the beach then he found an oversized beach towel and I agreed we needed one. That was one thing Alice and Rose hadn't bought. On our way back to the villa, Edward saw a shop with sunglasses.
"No!" I moaned. "You're worse than a kid, Edward!"
"But come on!" he pleaded me. "We're just gonna look at them."
"That's what a kid would say."
"Please," he whined.
"Fine," I agreed, rolling my eyes and allowing him to drag me in that direction. "We both have sunglasses, just keep that in mind."
He didn't seem to hear me, already turning a poll around, looking at the shades. I looked around, but didn't see anything, not like I wanted a pair. I already had one that I loved.
"You have to try those on," Edward told me, showing me a pair of sunglasses.
"You've got to be kidding!" I shouted surprised.
"What? They are nice. I would if you don't like them."
"Uh, no, you won't! Not unless you want to look like a Japanese cartoon that is in love."
Edward started snickering and shook the shades toward me. I widened my eyes and looked away. I wasn't going to wear a pair of sunglasses that had the frames heart shaped. I wasn't a five year old kid.
"I think I'll take them."
I turned to Edward to see him wearing them and inspecting himself in the mirror. Of course, he still looked incredibly hot, but still, they were…heart shaped sunglasses!
"Did you stay too long under the sun?" I joked.
He took them off and turned them around then shrugged and went to the counter asking about the price. It was a lost war. Two minutes later, he was the proud owner of a white framed heart shaped sunglasses. He even put them on his nose before leaving the shop.
"You're so not with me," I groaned, walking ahead.
"Aw, come on! They're really cute!" he insisted, catching up with me. "Do they look bad on me?"
"You can wear a potato sack and you'd still look hot," I blurted out. "Seriously," I added sheepishly.
Edward smirked and wrapped an arm around me. "Do you wanna go on the beach now?"
"Yes, and please take your arm off me. I'm already boiling up."
He dropped his arm and grabbed my hand. That was better. Lots better. I could feel his fingers around the band on my fourth finger and it made everything more real. I squeezed his hand before twining our fingers.
So it begins... There are a few chapters only on the honeymoon.
I think I got a little carried away. *shrugs*
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