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storyline - Heart/Crystal beachin

prompt - float

Edward had to pull away. He was getting excited in ways that were starting to frustrate him.

He liked being with Bella, physically but also for other reasons, too. She was a smart, funny girl. He liked how she spazzed out over the randomest things and how she made him feel crazy, as well.

But he was horny, dammit. A young, hot blooded, American male who knew how good the nookie could be; only he wasn't allowed to have it just yet.

"Edward?" Bella asked. She was laying back, her legs wrapped around Edward's waist, her hair drifting around her in the water like a mermaid's. "What's wrong?" She frowned, noticing that he was trying to peel her off of him.

"Nothing."

"It's never nothing."

"When you say 'nothing' I let you get away with it," Edward sighed. He should have just stayed quiet and let her float; now he was going to have to get in to it.

And it had been such a nice day, too.

Bella bit her lip and wrapped her arms around her boyfriend. Jeez, he was pretty, especially in the sunlight when his eyes were green as emeralds and his hair a magnificent tumble of bronze and auburn and copper and –

"–are you even listening?" Edward was saying.

Bella blinked. "No. Sorry. I was distracted by your hotness."

"See, that's the problem. I'm hot, you're hot, but we keep having to put the brakes on. I want you, girl. I want you bad. And I'm trying to be patient because you deserve, like, romance and a nice guy and stuff and because I really care about you but dang. I beat off more than I ever have in my life because of you."

"Really?" she asked, warmed by his sweet admissions. She knew he wanted her in that way, but to hear him express himself so fervently really lit her fire. "Well… I want you too, Edward. So much."

Edward nodded, feeling douchey now that he'd blabbed his feelings.

"In fact, I want you so much that I don't want to wait anymore," she continued, stroking her knuckles against the bulge in his pants.

"What are you saying?" Edward groaned, kissing Bella's neck. "We can't do it here, baby…"

"No, but we can do it tonight. At that little hotel on the beach…you know the one…with the fountain?"

"Yes. Yes!"

"Yeah? Oh, good."

He nodded, eyes closed. "Yes. And just – keep on rubbing…just like that…"

Later on, Alice and Rose helped Bella dress in her sweetest, sexiest dress for her date with Edward. This was the big night, and it was paramount she look the part.

Then Alice did Bella's hair while Rose gave her a mini pedicure. She'd offered to wax her…down there…but Bella wasn't comfortable with having Rose so close to her privates. She'd opted to shave by herself instead.

When Edward came to pick Bella up, he was stunned at how beautiful she looked, like a glimmering angel in the twilight. It was just glittery body butter, but he didn't have to know.

"Our reservations are at seven thirty," Edward said softly, taking Bella's hand as they walked to his car.

"Okay," Bella said shyly.

They rode part of the way in silence, Edward nervously drumming his hands on the steering wheel while Bella twisted her hands in her lap.

"I can't even tell you how gorgeous you look," he blurted out eventually.

"Th-thank you," Bella whispered, letting out a breath she didn't know she'd been holding. It was a good thing, too, because she'd become light headed and that was probably why. "You look fantasmic, too."

"Yeah?"

"Totally."

Edward smirked and grabbed her hand. Oh yeah. He was gonna give it to her tonight, all right.

Dinner went smoothly, especially after they'd loosened up enough to talk the way they usually did. After sharing a chocolate mousse – Bella knew secretly that chocolate was an aphrodisiac –they headed back to the car.

Minutes later they pulled in to the hotel's parking lot. Edward came around Bella's side to open her door, and he escorted her inside.

The room was pretty, covered in candles.

"Wow…when did you do all this?" asked Bella, putting her bag down on the bed.

"Right before I picked you up," Edward said proudly, kicking his shoes off.

"You're lucky a fire didn't start," she mused, wondering just how many candles were actually burning.

"Oh… yeah," he said sheepishly. He hadn't thought of that. All he'd wanted was to create a romantic impression.

"I love it, though," Bella breathed, walking barefoot to Edward. "And… I love you."

He slid his arms around her. "I love you, too, baby. Like a fat kid loves cake."

And that was when Bella knew she'd be Edward's forever.

"You ready to do this?" she asked, backing away so she could lie in bed.

"Girl, I was born ready."