It is a perfect a night - The kind of night where you can feel the wind tickle your skin and you can taste the air on the tip of your tongue. Perfect. The graduating class of Forks High 2014 is gathered around the lake, celebrating, drinking, and dancing to the music that is blaring out of someone's iPod through the tiny Beats speakers. The sound of the fire crackling fills the air, and I try to focus on that. I want to ignore the drunken sounds of my classmates, their idle chatter of who is going to which college and who's going to be stuck in this small town. I try to ignore it all and focus on the view of the lake, the moonlight shining off of it while the sounds of the night tickle my ears-anything but my impending departure.
The sound of crunching leaves and twigs interrupt my thoughts bringing me back to the here and now. I know it's him, coming to argue again, to plead his case, but I am as stubborn as a mule, and I will not deter from my decision. We stand there, the silence suffocating us as if we were in a small room alone and not out doors surrounded by people.
Finally, his arms wrap around me. He feels like hot chocolate on a cold winters night. Taking a deep breath, he buries his nose in my hair, causing shivers to run down my spine.
"You sure about this?" His voice is strained like it pains him to even speak the words.
I turn around, and for a beat, I'm not sure about anything. His deep green eyes penetrate me down to the bone. So I do the only thing that I can think of, I lunge; at first he stumbles before he steadies his feet and moans out loud as my lips capture his in a searing kiss. The kiss says everything that I cannot: I'm sorry, I love you and most importantly, let me go. He nips at my bottom lip, and I wrap my legs around him, causing him to grip my ass underneath my summer dress.
Grinding my needy core against him, I search frantically for the friction that will end my ache. He moves me to where I want to be most, his bulging hard-on practically tearing through his jeans. I mewl like a cat in heat as he practically bounces me up in the air, the thin covering of my cotton panties doing nothing to protect me from the monster in his pants.
Sounds of car doors and people walking away fill the air and yet he doesn't stop grinding me into him. He covers my neck with wet, sweet kisses and nips; my head falls back in pleasure, giving him full access to my exposed neck.
"Cullen! We're moving the party to Newton's! Come when you're done!"
A voice rings out through the air followed by girlish giggles, but we still don't stop. The sound of cars leaving the lake fills the air as my hand find a home in his wild hair. Giving it a light tug as his teeth close around my neck, he adds a little pressure and I cry out in pleasure, the pain going straight to my core, causing it to pulse in aching need.
"Oh, Edward! I need you."
He kisses his way up my neck before pecking my lips softly, his breathing is shallow, slow before he sets me gently on my feet. He's breathing hard like a fiery dragon with no fire.
"I can't do this, Bella. This can't be the last time for us."
He turns away from me and walks to the now empty clearing. The fire still blazes high and the iPod is still playing; the owner must have left it in their rush to party some more. The fire blazes, lighting the night with its golden red embers-it's beautiful but dangerous. The smell of burning wood fills my nostrils and burns my eyes; they water from the sensation and the fact that this is it for us.
The song changes to Sam Cooke's 'These Arms of Mine,' and it is so random and strange that it would be on some teenager's iPod. I laugh as Edward turns around, reaching his hand out for me in silent request. Our hands connect, the familiar feeling of sparks and butterflies running through me.
Edward pulls me towards him, and I think he's going to wrap me in his arms, but instead, he twirls me around. The air caresses my skin, the heat from the fire surrounds the night, and I feel like I'm in a dream, floating towards the unknown. He stops twirling me, pulling me impossibly close to him. His tight muscled arms from years of sports secures me against him. We kiss softly, lips brushing across each other as if we were strangers kissing for the first time.
He's the first to demand more. Pulling my bottom lip into his hot waiting mouth, Edward sucks on it as my hand find the bulge in his pants. The sounds of our heavy pants fill the night mingling with the music. His lips travel down my neck. Pulling down the front of my dress, he takes one taut nipple into his mouth. My hand continues to attack his hard-on, squeezing and rubbing him through his pants. He pulls the other strap of my dress down and moves his attention to my other breast.
His kisses are hungry and wet on my breast, wetness pools in my panties, and I moan in pleasure, my head thrown back in ecstasy.
"I need you," I whisper out breathlessly.
He pushes my dress down past my hips, his attention never wavering from my nipples. The dress falls to the ground, pooling at my feet, and I kick it to the side away from the fire. I stand in front of him in just my panties. Kissing down my stomach, he pushes my underwear down as he gets on his knees. He stares up at me, his eyes hungrily searching my body; he looks like a starving man waiting for a meal.
Wet kisses trail up my inner thighs, my body shivers in response, and my core pulses with need.
"Hold on to me, baby."
I grab onto his shoulders, he lifts one of my legs over his shoulder, and without further notice, he lunges into my waiting heat. I feel his slippery tongue trail up my center, and my body shakes as he reaches my clit. The hand that is not gripping his shoulder grips his hair, his tongue circles my swollen nub, and I moan out in pleasure. My heart beating a thousand miles per second, threatening to pound out of my chest.
Adding a finger to my core, Edward's grip on my waist tightens as his finger slides in and out of me. His attack on my clit doesn't stop; he sucks, nibbles and licks.
"Oh God! Right there!"
Awkwardly, I pull his head deeper into me trying, to grind my pussy into his face while standing on one leg. Adding another digit, Edward strokes into me rigorously while sucking on my clit. I shatter into a million pieces, screaming out unintelligible words as my body shivers in the night.
He trail slow kisses up my body, as I keep my eyes close in pleasure, my bottom lip captured between my teeth. Hungry lips find mine; the taste of myself on him drives me wild with passion. He grabs my bare ass and starts walking us to where his car is parked. I hurriedly unbuckle his jeans, and he sits me on the car hood gently.
His pants slide down his muscled legs to hang around his ankles. Never breaking our kiss, he slides into me, like a runner stealing home. A sigh comes out of his perfect mouth, and the fullness I feel from his hard cock makes me whimper. I'm going to miss this, us, more than anything else that I'm leaving behind.
He slides out, leaving just the tip in before he pushes back in, agonizingly slow. Repeating the motion over and over, he drives me crazy, and I clench around him demanding more.
"Faster, Edward!"
His hand kneads one of my breasts, sucking, licking and kissing down my neck..
"If this is it for us, I'm taking my time. You can at least give me that, baby."
Taking a nipple between his teeth, he bites down, the action making me arch just as he pushes his hips forward, sliding deep inside of me The feeling is exquisite , the sensations taking over my body. He swivels his hips, grinding into me, and again my back arches. I tighten my legs around him as my head shakes back and forth in pleasure.
Moving his lips back to mine, he kisses me deeply, hands braced on the hood of his car as he slowly tortures me with his slow, steady pace. It started off as a slow burn and has now become an inferno burning inside of me. His hands wander all over my body: my nipples, my ass, and then finally the little bundle of nerves. He rubs my clit, his movement increasing slightly as our eyes find each other, our mouths open as we breathe in each other.
"I love you," he whispers to me as he presses my clit and my orgasm hits me like an ocean wave.
"Oh God! Edward! I love you, too!"
Chasing his own orgasm, it's not long until he spills inside of me. We sit there, not saying a word. The tears trace down my cheeks, our foreheads pressed together he kisses me as he strokes my hair.
"Once we're done with college, if there's nothing in our way, you're going to be mine again, and I'm never letting go." Edward kisses me again, his lips gliding against mine.
"Yes. Forever."
I have no idea what the next four years will entail, but whatever happens, I know we both deserve a clean slate without being tied down to each other from the other side of the country. I also know that once I'm done that I'm coming back to Edward, my home, my love, my forever.