So, how do we like FighterWard? Isn't he swoon-worthy? Anyway, I hope you're enjoying the story … What's up next?
Up next will be citrus … straight up citrus. We'll also get up to New York City and Madison Square Garden … the fight! Who will Edward fight?
What I own: A lot of keys needed for the sale of my aunt's condo
What I don't: Twilight
Chapter Thirty-Seven
With a glint in her eyes, she opened the bag and pulled out two burgundy boxes. She opened the larger of the two, finding a large diamond pendant with pave diamonds set all around it. "It's called a halo setting … you've been like an angel for me. It seemed fitting for you, gorgeous," he explained.
"This is beyond exquisite," she breathed. "Put it on me?"
"I'll try. My big paws might not be able to handle it," he laughed.
"Shut it. You have elegant, beautiful hands," Bella argued. He managed to put it on, and she weaved their fingers together. "See?"
"You're not done, Bella," he chided. "There's more."
"This is already too much, but thank you," Bella said, taking out another box. The other box held a pair of matching earrings. "I'll wear them when I'm at the fight on New Year's Eve. Your own personal angel watching over you." Closing the box, she stared at him … "Make love to me, Edward. I'm ready. I know that I'm ready for you and to show you that I love you."
"You're it for me, angel," Edward vowed. "Once we cross this bridge, there's no turning back. We're sharing one body, one soul … I won't let go of you. I love you."
"I don't think I could let go of you if I tried," Bella said, tracing her fingers down his handsome face. "Make me yours."
Swallowing, Edward kept his eyes on Bella. "Arm around my neck, angel. Hold on tight."
"I know that you won't drop me," Bella murmured, kissing him deeply. As they kissed, Edward swept her up into his arms. He held her bridal style in the center of the living room. Carrying her out of the living room, he made his way to her bedroom, never breaking the kiss or relinquishing his hold on her body, all curves, and softness.
Inside the bedroom, it was lit with garland with twinkle lights along the window. It gave the room an ethereal glow, making the pendant resting on her skin sparkle magically. All Edward wanted was to see Bella in nothing but that pendant.
They'd been together for six months. In that time, they explored every inch of their bodies without making love. Bella's orgasms were amazing when he licked her to oblivion. She loved when he went down on her, which was something that Jacob never did, she explained. He found it to be truly disgusting. In reality, it was the farthest thing from disgusting … it was intimate and something that … only they shared.
Edward appreciated Bella's brand of blowjobs. The slow, sensual teasing which made him quake with need. She knew exactly what buttons to push to make him come.
They also learned that both of them enjoyed the thrill of being caught. A quick blowjob in her office; getting fingered in the locker room; a hand job on the drive to work; having oral sex in the hot tub … the more public, the more thrilling and more messy the orgasms.
But, there was something about just sharing each other in the privacy of their room. Edward was possessive of her. She was his, as he was hers.
Sitting on the bed, Bella was perched on Edward's lap. Her fingers were tangled in his hair while Edward's palms cupped her ass. Inching them higher, he pushed her sweater up to reveal her taut tummy and over her head, tossing it haphazardly onto the floor. Bella's fingers made quick work on his black button-down and pushed it over his shoulders. She was panting when she looked at him. "You're beautiful, Edward. So beautiful," she murmured. With tender caresses, she traced his collarbones, moving her hands down his arms. "Both inside and out."
"As are you, my angel," Edward agreed. "Never in my dreams did I ever expect to find you. To love you. You are … beauty, kindness and joy wrapped up in one package." Brushing her messy locks away, he slid his lips over hers. With a low moan, her mouth opened, and his tongue danced with hers. His hands moved down her back, unclasping her festive bra. It too joined her sweater on the floor. Cupping her breasts, he flicked her nipples with his thumbs. "Perfection," he added as he bent his head to capture her nipple with his lips.
Bella threw her head back, lost in the wetness of his kisses. A low growl emanated from him as he bit down on her nipple, making her call out, "Edward!"
"That won't be the last time I hear your name on your lips, love," Edward purred, rolling his hips, and pressing Bella onto the mattress. "I suspect four times you'll call my name while in the throes of pleasure."
"Four times? Four orgasms?" Bella asked, looking down at him.
"The first time, Bella," he smirked. "My … training … tonight will be our lovemaking. I want to feel you when I'm in New York. I also want you to feel me …" His hand trailed down her midline to her core, teasing her through her leggings. "Do you want me, Isabella?"
"Please," she begged.
"Do you want my tongue?" he asked, pulling her leggings and panties off together. "Do you want my fingers? My cock?"
"Yes! All three," she panted, spreading her legs wide. Her pussy was already swollen with need, coated with her arousal. "Edward, I need you."
"I know," Edward chuckled, sucking on her inner thigh. On that first night he'd made her come with his mouth, he'd given her a mark on her inner thigh. Each time he tasted her, feasted from her succulent pussy, he reclaimed his mark. Reclaiming her as his. With a low rumble, he slid his tongue through her folds. As always, her flavor exploded on his tongue, making him as hard as a rock.
"Oh, FUCK!" Bella barked, pressing her center closer into Edward's mouth. "So, fucking …"
Edward didn't need her to finish her statement as he knew that she was just starting to feel the pleasure he gave to readily. He just kept sucking and licking her sex, making her squirm with want and pleasure. She came once, gasping his name and tugging on his messy hair. Her second orgasm barreled through her body like a lightning bolt when he added his fingers, curling them just right. "Edward! God, fuck me! I can't … don't stop, please!"
And, he didn't.
Her third climax was the most powerful yet, earning him another guttural yell of his name as her body quaked with ecstasy. Seeing her so lost in her pleasure almost made him come, but he imagined Charlie doing the cha-cha with Carlisle to calm his body. He wanted to be inside her when he came.
Crawling up her body, he looked at her naked form. It was pink with exertion and covered in a light sheen of sweat. She was panting, completely at ease in her nudity. He quickly joined her, tossing his jeans and boxer briefs off the side of the bed. He went to grab a condom, but Bella stirred. "Don't leave, baby."
"I'm not going anywhere," he replied. "I'm just getting a condom."
"I trust you, Edward. I'm clean and protected. I get the shot," she said, putting her hand on his arm. "When I said make me yours, I want to be fully yours."
"As I want to be yours, Bella," he whispered. "I'm also clean. Hell, you probably have access to my medical records due to your position in the gym."
"I do, but I wouldn't betray your confidence like that," she said, moving to straddle his legs. "I want you. All of you." Sliding her arms around his neck, she moved so she was just above his arousal. "Please, Edward."
"I've never been with a woman without a condom. I don't want this to be indicative of my performance," he said, trailing his fingers down her spine.
"I know all about your performance," she teased, rolling her hips over his erection. "Love me."
"Always," he murmured, capturing her lips with a kiss as he thrust up into her warmth. For the first time in his life, Edward felt complete. He was whole with her and feeling her from the inside was everything he'd imagined and more. "Bella, the love I have for you … it's everything."
"I know," she said, trying not to cry.
"Don't cry, love," he whispered, wiping her cheeks.
"I never knew it could be like this. Sex was just that … sex. It wasn't this," she breathed, pressing kisses all over Edward's face. "This is so much more."
"We're making love," Edward explained simply. His mouth met hers in a sweet, sexy kiss. She rolled her hips, feeling every inch of his length inside her. "We'll always make love …"
"Edward," she whispered, brushing his hair back.
"That is the most beautiful iteration of my name tonight, Bella," he whispered back. "I love you."
With more whispers of love and soft caresses, they came together. Edward spilled inside Bella, claiming her body as his as she trembled around him in pleasure. "This has been the most amazing Christmas, Edward," she murmured. "Because I have you."
"I meant when I said that I'll always love you," he grinned crookedly. "Now, I want to fall asleep, watching the snow fall with the woman I love in my arms."
"What if I want to make love by the fire?" she asked.
"Give me an hour or two, angel. I'm decent when it comes to recovery time, but even I need a moment or two," he laughed, tucking her to his side. Within moments, they both were asleep, a tangle of naked limbs. There was no telling where one ended and the other ended.
A/N: Nothing but citrus, as promised … and there's really no moving forward with the plot with this one, but I wanted to share their first time. No pictures from this chapter (trying to keep things clean). Pictures from the previous chapters are on my blog. The link for that is on my profile. I'm also on FB: Tufano79's Twilight Fanfiction Appreciation. Twitter, Hive and Spoutible, too: tufano79.
We'll get up to New York City and Madison Square Garden in this next chapter … the fight! Who will Edward fight?
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