Thanks be to EBT.
"I love you, Bella," you moaned.
Panting.
Squeaking.
"Just… Just like that. Oh, fuck. Edward… I'm gonna come."
You moaned, panted.
The headboard was hitting the wall at a faster pace than before.
But it wasn't frenzied.
It wasn't fucking.
Then it stopped completely.
It was still for a few minutes…
And it felt like I was being crushed. I wanted to throw up, and I wanted to sob, and I wante−
"I love you, babe," you said.
"I love you, too."
I left the house in tears.
I texted Bella later to apologize for not showing up.