"I think we should speak to Carlisle," he whispers in my ear as we begin to fall to sleep. "I know he didn't get far, but I want him to check over a few of the bruises." He looks down at me. "Would you be ok with that?"
I nod and close my eyes, feeling the tears well. They are caught by my eyelashes and when I look up at Edward, he smiles.
He cares… he really cares about me.
"God, I love you," I whisper, sniffling as I lift myself up to lie down over him, on his chest and stomach.
Every part of our bodies is touching, aligned perfectly.
He enters me and I moan, arching my lower back.
His thrusts are methodical and soon enough, my eyes are begging… pleading…
More.
He gives it to me; he loves me so completely that tears well and spill over.
Cute, eh?
Oh and we're meeting Carlisle soon... ;)
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