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Dogward/Brokenward/Virginward/Beachward/Preciousward/Insecureward

or as someone have called him "Adorably Virginal"

and Patientella

Chapter 44

EPOV

She loves me! She. Loves. Me. She loves me. I'm in disbelief as what she is saying sinks in. She loves me.

I love her, but that's easy. She's so lovable, so good. But, she loves me. Why? Even when she tells me why, it's hard to believe. She loves me now. For who I am, now. Not who I could be or even who I want to be. She loves me, now. She's crying when she tells me. A tear escapes my eye, although I try to keep it in. She wipes it. She's here to wipe my tears. I'm in awe and disbelief of this amazing woman.

~MEB~

The call from Jasper is surprising. He and the realtor have gotten things pushed through more quickly than I could have hoped. We sign the papers tomorrow. I know Victoria and her people could be there at the same time, but I don't care. I will finally be rid of her. I text Emmett asking if he and the architect can meet us for lunch to go over demolition plans. I want that done soon.

Bella is having lunch with my mom, which is interesting. I don't mind. I want them to be close. It's just unexpected.

"I started working out again," I say later that day.

"You did? How did it feel?" She asks with concern.

"Painful, but not in a bad way. I'm just out of shape," I say pinching my middle. She rolls her eyes.

"I'm going to hit the treadmill," I say giving her a quick kiss before I leave the room.

I'm shirtless and sweaty at fifteen minutes into my thirty minute run, when Bella enters the room wearing far less than anyone should be wearing while stretching, which is what she is doing. Right in my line of vision. Tiny little shorts and a bra thing that is no bigger than a bikini top. I struggle to keep focused and breathe, but my eyes are drawn to her. She is so beautiful and her ass is perfect. I find myself tilting my head to get a better look. Pervert. I berate myself.

She doing some pretzely yoga moves when I slow to a walk to cool down. I'm going to need a cold shower after having her on display, my tired body comes more to life the more my heart rate reaches normal. My thin exercise pants do nothing to hide my dick's intentions.

I stop and reach for my towel. She looks up and gives me a sexy smile and wink. She's going to be the death of me.

"I'm going to get some water and shower," I say exiting quickly.

"Do you need someone to scrub your back," she offers before I'm out of ear shot. How I would love to shower with her. I've fantasized about that numerous times. Taking her against the wall of the shower. Watching her sucking me as I stand under the stream of hot water. Ugh, not helping my situation.

"Um, I'm good," I yell in her direction, as she comes up behind me.

"Are you sure? I could use someone to scrub mine," she says running a finger down my abs. My overly enthusiastic cock twitches in response to her touch. It has been over a week since we've touched each other.

I groan in frustration. I want her. In the shower, on my bed, on the sofa, everywhere. Those visuals adding to my hardness. When her hand reaches down and grabs my cock, my mind is officially changed.

I enjoy her hands on my hardening cock for a beat or two, before I drag her towards the bathroom. We make it into the bedroom before she is all over me, hands, mouth, she's everywhere. She's backing us towards the bed and I'm on top of her within seconds. Oh, god she feels good underneath me. She's soft, small, warm, ughh.

We're kissing sloppily, her hands roaming up and down my back. They rest on my ass and she pulls me closer. Our bodies aligned perfectly. We fit perfectly.

"I want you," she pants into my mouth.

"I want you too. You have no idea how much," I answer breathlessly.

"Take my clothes off," she requests.

That is a request I can grant. I prop up onto one elbow and slowly remove what little clothes she is wearing. She's breathtaking, watching me with flushed cheeks and swollen lips, her chest rising and falling quickly. Once freed from her small top, her nipples harden and beg for attention. I'm happy to give them all the attention they deserve, with my palm, my fingers and my mouth. The way her body responds to my touch is such a turn on. I'm hard and leaking in my shorts.

"These off," she says touching the waistband of my shorts. I freeze. I want this, I want her so badly, but I'm not ready.

"I'm not making love to you until I can be completely naked with you," I tell her hiding my eyes and kissing her neck.

"I love you, Edward. There is nothing that can make me think less of you or find you less attractive. I'm irrationally drawn to you," she says running her fingers through my hair. "Get as naked as you are comfortable with because I'm not done with you."

I quickly remove my shorts and am left in only black boxer briefs, which don't hide much. Her wide lustful smile, as she surveys my aroused state, sends a shiver down my spine.

"Come back here," she beckons.

I spread her legs and kneel between them. She's open for me, wet and ready. My hand traces her swollen flesh. I would give anything to be ready to make love to her, to feel her.

She sits up and frees me through the opening of my briefs; her hands stroke me a few times before she pulls me down on top of her again. My hard cock is trapped between us against her smooth stomach. We kiss, her hands roaming up and down my body. She wriggles until my cock is right there. The wet heat of her arousal almost makes me cum on contact.

"Oh god, so warm, soft, wet," I mumble trying to regain some composure as my cock rests against her open, willing center.

The urge to move, thrust is instinctual. I manage to remain still.

"Edward, make me cum. Like this." She emphasizes what she means by pushing her body upwards, my cock sliding against her. It feels so good.

I try moving, thrusting downward as she pushes up against me. It's so primal, natural, good. The knowledge that with one swivel of my hips I could be inside her is in the back of my mind. She wraps her legs around me as we continue moving together. I want to touch her, make her cum because I'm not going to last. I reach a hand between us to rub her clit.

"Not with your hand," she says confusing me. "With your body."

"Whatever you want," I pant out. "Tell me what to do," I practically beg. My release gaining too quickly.

We move against each other again. She rolls her hips when our pelvis' meet. "Like this."

I try rolling my hips on the next thrust and she moans, "Yes." Her moans and yeses getting louder each time our bodies meet.

"Please tell me you're close," I grunt. "I'm close, I.. I...ughh. I need you to cum." Our movements becoming more erratic and desperate.

"I don't want to make a mess on the bed," I beg, seconds from my release, but not stopping my quest to make her come first too.

She stops moving suddenly and unwraps her legs from my body.

I raise up on my arms hovering above her. "What? What's wrong?" I groan at the cockblock.

"Come here," she says adjusting her body below me. I lower down again, this time my cock rests on her pelvis. "I want you to cum on me. Like this. Make me cum, Edward." She says as she wraps her legs around me again, trapping my cock between us, against her clit.

We start the same rhythm of thrusting and rolling our hips. My cock covered in her arousal slides between us smoothly. Within seconds were both on the edge.

"Oh, so good, you feel so good," she pants.

"Umf, good, close," is all I can manage to say.

"Right there, don't stop," she yells. I do what I'm told. Within seconds she's moaning my name and shaking. I move against her, helping her ride out her orgasm, before I cum hard on her stomach, mindlessly chanting her name.

I collapse on her, her hands rake through my hair as we will our breathing to go back to normal.

"If it's that good and you aren't even naked yet..." she starts.

"I know... I can't imagine anything could be better than that," I add.

"With you, I can imagine it being better, mind blowing," she giggles. "You have skills."

I laugh. Skills, pfft. Maybe she just brings out the best in me.

I tickle her sides and kiss my way up to her smiling lips. "Maybe it's because I love you so much."

A/N

What a lovely response to the 'Lovefest' chapter, as one of you called it.

So it's getting a little more lemony... they're getting closer to 'doing it' LOL

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