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Chapter 10

Edward

Tonight I would have Bella all to myself, without the risk of being interrupted by friends or work. I just had to sit through this dinner first and give the customary speech as best man. Luckily, I had that one already written before I had left Chicago, and had thought to bring notecards. They were much needed, as my mind seemed only able to focus on Bella, especially since that amazing make out session earlier in her suite. I shifted in my seat at the memory, my erection straining against the fabric of my pants. Why had I thought it a good idea to go commando in my suit? With all the pent-up sexual tension, combined with how gorgeous Bella looked in her red satin dress and black stilettos, I could have used the confinement of underwear. Well, it was of no use now. I just had to try and calm down somewhat until dinner was over. Then, I would make a hasty exit with Bella under my arm. I couldn't wait to take her to my cabin, show her the hot tub, crack open some wine, and continue what we had started this afternoon.

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Finally, the rehearsal dinner ended and I bid James and Victoria good night. Bella had texted me earlier, saying she didn't want to cause a scene by leaving together, so I was to wait for her outside.

She didn't keep me waiting for long.

I had already given my ticket to the valet when she turned up, and I quickly helped her into my car. During the short drive, her hand rested in mine on the center console, though she didn't look at me, focusing on the houses passing by instead.

When we arrived at the cabin, I took her coat as she looked around the living room. Wrapping my arms around her from behind, I placed a kiss just below her ear.

'Do you want anything to drink?' I asked.

She didn't answer me. Instead, she turned around in my arms, cupped my face in her hands, and kissed me. Her hands trailed down until she reached the lapels of my jacket. She pulled back and locked eyes with me, desire burning in beautiful chocolate irises.

'Where's your room, Edward?'

Faster than I thought humanly possible, I picked her up and carried her upstairs to my room. As I set her to her feet, she pushed my jacket off my shoulders and started unbuttoning my shirt. Her fingernails scraped my chest, causing a shiver to run down my spine as a groan escaped from my throat. My lips found hers again, while my hands eased down the zipper of her dress. I pushed the straps off her shoulders, and the garment pooled at her feet. She was left standing there in those enticing heels and – oh hell – lingerie: black thigh-high stockings with a garter belt; black lace panties – her cute butt peeking out from the bottom; and a matching bra that served to emphasize her perky breasts. She was a heavenly vision.

Recapturing her mouth in another searing kiss, I unhooked the clasps of her bra and pulled the straps down, freeing her soft and supple flesh. Her breasts fit in my palm perfectly, and I massaged them gently as my thumbs brushed over her pink nipples, to which she gasped. I smiled against her lips, then reached down and picked her up to carry her over to my bed. While I carefully lowered her onto the black satin sheets, she busied herself with undoing my pants and pushing them down my hips. The moment her fingers made contact with the sensitive skin of my cock, I hissed in pleasure and had to concentrate on not blowing my load right there and then. All day, I had been so worked up… it wouldn't take much if I didn't take some control.

'Easy, baby,' I whispered in her ear.

She shivered as I kissed down her neck to her chest and back up to her lips.

'Edward,' she breathed. 'Don't tease.'

'Oh, I wouldn't dream of it, beautiful,' I said, my voice rough with desire. 'I've been waiting all day to do this.'

I took my time removing the rest of her garments, my lips following the trails my fingers made down her body, learning every curve and crevice, every gasp and moan. She was glorious in her ecstasy and it only made me want her more.

'Want you. Now,' she practically growled.

I didn't hesitate in crawling up her body as she wrapped her legs around me, urging me closer. She gripped me firmly and stroked me a few times while our tongues mingled together. Flexing my hips, I rubbed myself against her slick heat, resisting the urge to thrust forward.

'Edward,' she implored. 'Don't torture me like this. I want you…'

'Relax, baby, I'll get there,' I chuckled breathlessly.

Rolling us over, I reached into the bedside table for a condom, and quickly rolled it down my length. I positioned myself at her entrance and pushed forward slightly, teasing her with my tip. I could feel her heat, and her muscles already contracting around me.

'Damn, Bella…' I grunted.

'More. Please, Edward, give me more.'

I was more than happy to comply, and pushed forward until I was fully sheathed within her. With our hips flush together, I had to fight to collapse onto her and set up a punishing pace. I wanted this moment to last as long as possible. Pulling out slowly, I thrust back in, swiveling my hips in order to give her as much friction as possible. The action elicited moans from the both of us.

I sat up, putting my weight on my knees, and pulled Bella's legs up, resting her ankles on my shoulders. I would be able to thrust hard and fast this way, without running the risk of hitting her too deep. She looked at me with hooded eyes and bit her lip as her hands moved down her body; one cupping her breast and manipulating her nipple while the other started rubbing her clit. The sight of her touching herself was almost too much and I found myself thrusting with increasing power.

Then, just when I felt her muscles start to squeeze me in the onset of her orgasm, my knee slipped on the slick sheets and I crashed to the floor next to my bed.