Okay, so, thanks for the reviews!
Personally, I thought that the last chapter was kinda boring, so I decided to make this one a little bit more exciting. YES, it contains a LEMON, I guess!
Also, I have seen the Official New Moon Trailer on MTV Movie Awards, and I have to say, I'm pretty excited! I'm looking forward to this movie. I was all like "EEK! Oh my gosh, it's Jacob without a shirt!" and then I had trouble breathing and almost passed out. Even though I'm Team Edward all the way, I still can't resist a shirtless, good-looking man like Taylor Lautner. Haha, yeah, that'll be a nice story to tell my kids one day. Anyway, New Moon is going to be so awesome.
On with the new chapter!
Disclaimer: All characters in this story and the Twilight Saga itself belong to Stephenie Meyer. I do not own any songs in this story. I merely own the plot of the story.
Chapter 17: Definitely Satisfied
"Pineapple?" I asked, eyeing the little pieces of yellow fruit in the plastic baggy.
I was sitting in between Edward's legs again; the same position we were in before he left. It didn't take him but only five minutes to get back from the Volvo with our food in a blue and white cooler.
My hunger was craving spaghetti, but he came back with just water, pineapple, and a whole bunch of other healthy foods.
I played with the cap of my water cap, and bit down on my bottom lip as Edward kissed me on my neck gently. I lulled my head to the opposite side, allowing him more space to embrace my neck with his beautiful, supple lips.
"Yes...pineapple. It's good for the baby, and it tastes delicious. Almost as delicious as you..." he murmured against my neck.
My blood just came rushing upwards, causing my usually pallid, heart-shaped face to become flushed. The corners of my mouth twitched up slightly, nearing a grin.
"Stop it, Edward," I complained, wanting to eat. He sighed heavily, and stopped kissing my neck.
Setting my water bottle on the ground, I opened the plastic bag, and picked out a tiny piece of pineapple.
While I was eating the delicious fruit, Edward changed positions. He moved; laying next to me, one hand propping up his head. I watched him as he smiled lopsidedly at me. Our eye contact was unbroken, and I was completely surprised I could hold out this long; usually I give in before him.
My somewhat small fingers picked up another piece of pineapple, and instead of aiming it for my mouth, I put it up to Edward's lips. Lazily, he opened his mouth, and took in the pineapple, taking in my fingers in the process. I gasped softly, still shocked by the affect he has on me.
"Bella..?" he asked faintly.
"Yes?" I replied. I gazed into his shining eyes as he got closer to me.
He took my hand in his warm one, and cupped my blushing cheek with his other hand.
"Would it be alright...if I were to kiss you?"
I nodded eagerly, "Of course it would."
"Good, I didn't think I'd be able to control myself, anyway," he laughed and brought his lips to mine.
We continue to kiss for a few moments until things get pretty heavy. I ended up laying down on the blanket with Edward hovering over me.
He rested his head on my chest, breathing heavily as I played with his soft, bronze hair.
Finally, he looked up at me, and I smiled at him.
"I love you, Bella. So," he began to slid down my body, "Damn," his face came to my stomach, and he lifted up my shirt, planting a kiss on my small baby-hump, "Much."
My jaw became even more loose when his fingers hooked inside my sweatpants, and he asked permission to pull them down.
"I love you, too, Edward. But, we don't have to do this, if you don't want to..."
"Oh, trust me, sweetheart, I want to do this. I want to love you...and make you satisfied," he responded, smirking.
I bit my bottom lip roughly as I lifted up my hips. He slowly pulled down my sweatpants, kissing each new spot of skin that became visible as my eyes practically rolled into the back of my head.
When my sweatpants were off all the way, he just tossed them to the side, not seeming to care where they landed. And, at the moment, I didn't care either. All I really cared about was where Edward's hands were going next, which—as the direction he was going—was my wet panties.
His pale, soothing hands pushed themselves against the outer thighs of my legs. They moved as he did, until they reached my lime green undergarments.
Heavenly, his warm hands caressed my uppers thighs as his head got dangerously close to my...special area.
Startled, I jumped when I felt his nose scraping against my underwear, just where my outer lips met with the tiny piece of fabric. He chuckled and exhaled right on the fabric, and I could feel the mild breath that just exited his body.
It unnerved me; to feel the sensation of his hot breath mixed with the cold air, against such a sensitive part of my body. And, I had not felt it in so long that it seemed completely new to me, but I knew that it wasn't. It was just that I would never get used to being with Edward. Not even when we're eighty years old, and still together.
Nonchalantly, he curved his fingers around the sides of my panties, and achingly pulled them down. I silently prayed for him to go faster, not wanting to wait for this pleasure anymore.
He finally got the underwear off, and threw them somewhere. Looking up at me, his jade eyes sparkled like a million stars.
His smirk became even more renown as I began to whimper under him.
I grabbed his hands in mine, and dragged them up my legs, pulling him closer to the spot I needed him the most.
He didn't waste any time to place my legs over his shoulders; his head was in between my inner thighs, and he didn't hide his desire for me as his slender middle finger pushed through my outer and inner lips. He teased my opening, making me even more excited.
"Edward, please..." I begged him, and almost immediately after my pleading, he proceeded to push through my opening.
Just from this sensation, a loud moan escaped from me.
I closed my eyes, and listened as moan after moan came out of me while Edward provoked them. He added his index finger as he continued to charge into me with his talented, piano-playing fingers.
"So beautiful, Bella. My beautiful Bella...My love...My future wife..." he muttered and I just followed with a very lusty, "Oh...my...fu-god...I f-fucking love you..."
He curved his fingers inside me, hitting my g-spot. I thought I was lost when he started to nudge me like that, but my orgasm held on for a moment longer. What sent me overboard was when his tongue connected with tiny, button-like package of highly-sensitive nerves.
I lost all control I had over myself then. I thrashed and cried as Edward remained between me. He let this whole thing subside, but still completed his task—to give me the best night of my life.
But, I knew this wasn't going to be the best night of my life. Especially once we get married, or when our baby is born.
SO! Haha, wow. Sorry if I disappointed anybody with this certain scene; not so good with this kind of stuff.
Anyway, please,
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---J
