Edward is going slowly this time; I can feel it. There's no urgency, no certain amount of time… just us.
I hum into his consuming kiss, revelling in how he's holding me, touching me, feeling me.
My love for him – and his love for me – hits me with the force of a wrecking ball and I whimper in his arms.
With my body moulded to his, he walks me backwards, not stopping until we reach the couch.
Then he pulls back and looks at me; my face, my belly… everywhere.
I feel horribly exposed with him doing that, and so I do the same.
What I see, it floors me.
Ok... that's the first for today.
More later. :D
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bexie25
