Not a lot to say this week, except thanks as always to my beta, CoppertopJ, so I'll let you get on with it!
I awoke the next morning, opening my eyes to the glow of the early morning sunshine filtering into the room through the window. The second I opened my eyes, the events of the previous day came flooding back to me and I relived the best day of my life. Thinking about our wedding ceremony, cutting the cake, our first dance, and our wedding night; I couldn't keep the smile off my face.
I rolled over to see Edward sitting in the bed beside me, the sheets pulled up over his obviously still naked form, his smile just as wide as my own.
"Good morning, husband," I greeted him, as he pulled me in to cuddle closer to him.
"Good morning, wife," he grinned at me, placing a light kiss on my forehead, "That's never going to get old."
I lightly trailed my fingers down his chest, between his pecs, and over his abs, heading towards the tantalising v-shape that disappeared under the sheets. Just as my fingers reached the bed sheets, he grabbed my hand, stopping its journey.
"As much as I really love where you are going with that," he said, his voice tight with desire, "We only have an hour before we have to leave for the airport."
"An hour seems like plenty of time to me," I purred, kneeling up beside him, the sheets falling to pool around my waist, exposing my breasts. His eyes immediately darted towards them and I took advantage of his distraction to move myself so I was straddling his lap.
"God, Bella," he moaned, closing his eyes, either at the sensation of my heated core sitting directly on his erection or in an attempt to stop himself from being distracted by my nakedness, "But I'm sure you need breakfast and a shower before we leave."
"I can shower in 5 minutes," I whispered, trailing my lips along his neck as his head tilted to one side, granting me better access despite his words, "And I can get breakfast in the airport. However, I can't do this at the airport." I rolled my hips, rubbing my arousal over his erection. He groaned and I could tell at that exact moment that his resolve had cracked. His arms wrapped around me, pulling me closer to him as his lips captured mine. The kiss was heated and passionate, as our tongues danced together, each fighting for dominance.
As we kissed, I continued rolling my hips over him, his arousal slipping through my folds and rubbing against my clit covering him in my wetness. With every movement against my sensitive nub, I could feel the pressure building up in my core. He released my lips and my head flung back in pleasure, thrusting my breasts in front of his face. He wasted no time, capturing one of my puckered peaks in his mouth, his tongue twirling around it.
Just as I felt like I was ready to explode, he gripped my hips, lifting me up and lowering me down over him so he was sheathed inside me, stretching me in an amazing way. He continued guiding me up and down over his length, the coil in my stomach already wound up so tight that it only took a couple of movements before I was clenching around him. He kept moving, not giving me any time to recover and riding out my orgasm.
I loved this position. Being so close to him, our faces almost touching as we moved together. His breath mingling with my own as we panted heavily. His amazing honey and sunshine scent filling my nostrils. My hardened nipples rubbed along his chest with every motion. His strong arms wrapped around me. All of my senses were filled with him and only him as he met every movement of mine with a movement of his own until we both fell off the edge together.
~~~PS ILYF~~~
Just over an hour later, we were sitting in the first-class lounge, having rushed through a very quick shower in order to make it to the airport in time. I had grabbed a plate of breakfast from the selection in the lounge and was sitting beside Edward as I ate. I had spent the whole journey to the airport trying to get him to tell me where we were going, but he was insistent that he was keeping it as a surprise.
"So, we're definitely not staying in Virginia?" I asked, before popping the last of my breakfast in my mouth.
"No," he said, rolling his eyes at me, "It's just a stop along the way. We are not staying in the States, but that's all I'm telling you."
My eyes lit up at the tiny piece of information he had finally told me. I'd been trying to get it out of both him and Alice, but neither would budge. Alice had packed everything for me, which scared me to be honest, because she refused to let me have any input or even see what she was packing. I worried that it was all going to be dresses and heels, though I knew she usually did keep my comfort in mind these days.
"So, is it somewhere warm? Cold?" I asked, frowning when he simply moved his fingers across his lips as though he was zipping them, "Well, I suppose it can't be anywhere sunny, otherwise you'll just be stuck indoors all day. And nowhere too cold or you'd just be worried about me catching hypothermia." He chuckled at my surmising, but still said nothing to either confirm or deny my guesses.
"Maybe somewhere in Europe," I continued, "Ireland or Scotland, maybe. It would be overcast a lot there so we could be outdoors a lot." I looked at him, hoping to see something in his eyes that would tell me if I had guessed right, but unfortunately, he was far too good at this and I could tell nothing.
Soon, we boarded the plane for a very uneventful and quick flight, landing in Virginia just over an hour later. We quickly made our way through the airport for our connecting flight.
"Sao Paulo?" I gasped when I saw the flight details.
"Just another stop," he smirked.
"At this rate, it'll be time to come home before we even get there," I mumbled, "How many more stops after that?" He looked at me, clearly deciding how much he was willing to give away and, judging by the smile on his face, enjoying the power he had over me.
"Sao Paulo, then one more airport before we reach our final destination," he said finally, pulling me into his arms, my back against his chest, and placing a light kiss on the top of my head, "Trust me, it's going to be worth the wait."
"Fine," I pouted, taking the opportunity to snuggle further into him, "Now, we've just got to get through a boring ten-hour flight. I wonder how we will ever manage to pass the time." I winked up at him, thinking about another flight we had been on and how we had passed the time then.
"Unfortunately, I'm not sure that will be possible as this flight will be much busier," he said, though his eyes had darkened at my words, "Alice packed you a bag with books and snacks to keep you from the boredom."
"Great!" I laughed, "I feel like a child. Is there also a colouring book and crayons?" He chuckled along with me, before pulling me towards the gate as our flight was called for boarding.
In the end, the flight wasn't as bad as I thought it might be. I read some of Wuthering Heights, that Alice had packed for me, watched a few in-flight movies and even slept a little, despite the fact that our flight was in the middle of the day. We had a few hours layover in Sao Paulo before we boarded our final flight to Rio de Janeiro, which Edward still said wasn't our final destination.
It was almost 11 p.m. in Rio when we were making our way out of the airport. I took a deep breath, enjoying the fresh air after a whole day of being stuck in airports or on planes. Despite the late hour, the air was warm. Edward said that we would be at our destination within an hour and I wondered how on earth we were going to get somewhere in an hour that wouldn't be too sunny for him. Of course, I didn't mind staying indoors with him all day (I'm sure we would find some way to pass the time), but I had imagined that he would have chosen somewhere we could have explored during the day.
Twenty minutes later, after a taxi ride through the city, we approached a small port filled with boats. I looked at Edward in surprise as he gestured for me to step onto a boat that was, surprisingly, smaller than the others. I soon realised that it was made for speed, not for space, as we zoomed across the water into the darkness.
I tried to bring all my knowledge about geography, which granted wasn't a lot, to the front of my mind, but I couldn't think of any place off the coast of Brazil that we might be headed for. He had told me we would be there in about thirty minutes, so I knew we couldn't be going too far.
I sat down on the small deck, enjoying the feel of the warm breeze in my hair. After about twenty-five minutes, he called to me over the roar of the engine.
"Bella, look!" he shouted, waving me over towards him. I looked in the direction he pointed, but I could see only blackness and the reflection of the moon in the dark water. However, as I continued to search the horizon, I began to see a dark shape appearing. I couldn't make it out, but I continued to squint, trying to make sense of the dark shape that was appearing.
"Oh, it's an island!" I exclaimed as I began to make out the shape of palm trees on a pale beach.
"This is Isle Esme," he said, as he began to steer the boat towards a long, wooden pier that jutted out of the beach.
"Esme has an island?" I whispered, though he still heard me.
"A gift from Carlisle," he stated, as though that was the most normal thing in the world, "Esme offered to let us borrow it. We'll be completely alone here."
I gasped, turning to look at him, as I realised that it all made sense now. If we were completely alone on an island, we wouldn't have to worry about him being out in the sun. I thought of lying on the beach beside him as he sparkled and a large grin crossed my face. It was perfect.
We stopped alongside the pier and Edward hopped out, bringing both of our cases with him easily. He set the bags down on the pier and stepped back in to help me out of the boat. As soon as I was out of the boat, he swept me up into his arms and headed towards the house that I had just noticed at the edge of the sand.
The front of the house was made completely of glass; large floor-to-ceiling windows spanned the length of the house, which were framed by eucalyptus wood poles and beams. It was surrounded by a wooden deck that swooped down into the sand as though it was part of the beach itself. It was flanked by palm trees on either side, giving it a really tropical feel.
Edward walked along the pier, through the sand, easily opening the glass doors at the front of the house before setting me down on my feet in the large living room. The room was decorated in the light colours and modern furniture that I had come to expect with the Cullens. It felt like home.
Edward gave me a tour of the house. It was huge, consisting of six bedrooms and just as many bathrooms, along with a large living area and a well-decked-out kitchen that had already been fully stocked with food for me.
"Are you tired?" Edward asked. It was late and we had been travelling all day, but having slept on the plane I wasn't feeling as tired as I probably should have been, so I shook my head.
"Well, we could go for a swim if you like," he suggested, "The water here is very warm, even at night."
"Sure," I replied, heading towards my suitcase, "I'll have a look and see what swimwear Alice has packed for me."
Edward grabbed my hand, pulling me back towards him, "We are completely alone here and it's dark. No swimwear required."
"Who would have thought straight-laced Edward Cullen would want to go skinny dipping?" I teased, looking up into his darkening eyes as I felt a shiver run through me at the thought.
He just smirked at me as he grabbed my hand and pulled me back out the glass doors and onto the beach. We stopped by a tree near the shore, where he quickly stripped, hanging his clothes on the tree. I barely had time to remove my top before he was splashing through the water. I removed the rest of my clothes, feeling a little self-conscious, not because of Edward, but just about being naked out in the open, despite knowing there was no one else around for miles. I swiftly ran into the cover of the water, realising that Edward was correct about the temperature of the water. It was surprisingly warm for this time of night.
As I made my way towards him, I could see Edward standing with his back to me, waist-deep in the water staring up at the moon. The pale light of the moon made his skin look perfectly white and his wet hair look black. He stood perfectly motionless and I took the opportunity to look at the flawless shape of him; the smooth lines of his back and shoulders, sloping down to the, unfortunately, water-covered part of him.
I reached his side, staring up at the moon as he moved behind me and snaked his arms around my waist. The feeling of his icy touch in contrast to the heat of the water, sent tingles through my body and made my heart race. Sweeping my hair away from my shoulder, he pressed his lips to my neck. I moaned at the feeling, pushing myself back towards him until I could feel his hardness pressing into my back.
His lips trailed down my neck, leaving goosebumps in their wake, but I was anything but cold. The water was warm and despite his icy touch, all I felt was fire from every touch of his skin on mine. His hands moved up to cup my breasts, my nipples pebbling instantly at their touch. His lips continued their ministrations on my neck, moving down to my shoulder as his thumbs flicked lightly over my nipples and I flung my head back towards him in pleasure.
I couldn't take it any more, I needed to touch him, so I pulled out of his arms, spinning around so I was facing him. I placed my hands on his chest and gently trailed them down his body. He hissed as I scraped my nails lightly over his nipples and down over his stomach. My hands continued their journey, dipping under the water as they reached his waist. His eyes closed and a moan escaped his lips as my hands surrounded him. I moved my hands up and down over him, flicking my thumb over the tip each time I reached it.
"God, Bella," he groaned, "That's amazing, but I want more."
I put my arms around his neck and easily hitched my legs up around his waist. I captured his lips with mine, kissing him passionately as my overheated core met his arousal. His hands hooked under my bottom, holding me up as I reached down and lined him up with my entrance. He slowly pushed into me, filling me, stretching me, until all I could feel was him. He used his strength to lift me off him, before lowering me back. The water rippled around us, flowing over my sensitive skin. With the feeling of him filling me, his tongue caressing mine and the water surrounding us both, it wasn't long before we were both panting heavily as we neared our climaxes.
Pushing me away and then pulling me back down over him one last time, I screamed as he hit deep inside me, triggering my orgasm. He continued driving into me as he rode out my orgasm and just as I was coming down from my high, he stilled his hips as he spilled into me with a growl.
I know I haven't really been doing recommendations and I've said this before (and it's not a fanfiction), but if you haven't already read the A Court of Thorns and Roses series by Sarah J Maas, you really should. I'm now totally obsessed with it. I haven't felt like this about a book since Twilight and it kinda gives me Twilight vibes, plus it has some lemons in it, which if you're reading my stories then you must enjoy ;) The first book is good, but the second book is amazing!