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Chapter 6

Fear for the Jeans

Edward

Bella bit her lower lip, then grabbed my wrist and placed my palm on her hip. Then she kissed me.

Her swollen lips sucked on mine; I carefully pressed her on her back. Slowly and above all insecurely I let my hand wander to her breast again.

Bella put her face to my neck and kissed it carefully. Her breath was intermittent.

I felt her heat against my body. I watched my hand as it stroked along Bella's red, thin top and stopped below her breast. Carefully, I stretched my fingertips to the sensitive atria.

"More!" she murmured against my neck.

I circled my finger around her nipple, which was then clearly visible through her top.

"Oh yes!" she cried softly as she sucked on my neck.

She moaned and I twirled her nipple again. I was as if hypnotized. I began to knead her breast a little harder.

Bella's moans grew louder until she suddenly dug her teeth into my neck, which in turn almost blew my mind.

A rumbling sound escaped my throat.

I had to concentrate hard not to lose control. Less to tame the bloodsucking monster inside me, more to resist the temptation to rub myself against her leg.

She sensed my muscle tension and pulled back.

"Was that too much?"

I shook my head.

"No, no ... I ... I just didn't expect this and ... well, you can't imagine how it feels."

She put her head against my chest so that I could see her. I embraced her breast again, twirling the nipple between my thumb and forefinger.

Spasmodically, she bit her lip.

"Stop that, Bella."

She looked at me questioningly.

"With what?"

"I know you're trying to be quiet. But I want to hear how much this touches you."

She instantly turned red, as expected.

I grinned slightly.

"You are so beautiful!", I breathed.

Her moans grew louder under my caresses. She rubbed her body against mine.

I froze.

What should I do? My feelings would take over.

When she felt that and I wanted to apologize again, she didn't even let me get a word in edgewise. She kissed me in a way that I did not know what happened to me.

My head was buzzing, and I pressed her closer to me. I could smell her incredibly attractive fragrant arousal. I was over the moon.

I hated myself for the thought, but still I did it ... I compared my desire for her blood and that for her body. I was honest with myself ... The animal in me still thirsted like mad for her unique blood, but the desire for her, my Bella, was just much stronger. I needed her. I thought of how much the man inside me desired to taste of her ultimate juice. If she tasted even half as good as she smelled, then ... Oh God, these thoughts were driving me wild.

She took advantage of our pose, wrapped a leg around my waist, and pressed our lower bodies together so that my rock-hard arousal pressed against her throbbing center.

I gasped.

That was so forbidden good.

She tried to rub herself against me again, in her damn skimpy outfit that was so seductive on me.

I moved away, not wanting to mess up a second pair of jeans today.

After all, this morning it had been my favorite jeans and Esmé insisted on washing them. She would inevitably see the cum stains. This did not have to happen with another copy.

I fought hard with myself for control.

Not because I would bite her, but simply because I was about to fuck her on that damn couch. Damn ... a gentleman shouldn't even be abusive in his thoughts, but she brought me to the edge of my social vein.

Her hand stroked my cheek.

"I'm sorry. Are you alright? Are you okay?"

I laughed nervously, convulsively trying not to give in to the desire for her.

"Yes, everything is fine."

Apparently she didn't seem to believe me, because she sighed slightly.

"Edward, we can end this at any time. All you have to do is say so. I don't want to push you."

My little angel! She didn't want to push me, thereby all I wanted was to rip her clothes off her body and finally ram my tongue and throbbing excitement into her. Damn, that was really not a helpful thought.

"I'm really fine, Bella. More than that."

She looked at me suspiciously.

"You look like you're in pain."

I sighed.

"Hey ... I'm really fine. I ... just ... need to use your bathroom?!"

She eyed me with raised brows.

WHAT THE HELL DID I SAY? I IDIOT! I WAS A VAMPIRE!

Embarrassed, I averted my eyes.

Bella chuckled.

Obviously, she understood.

"Let me help you!" she whispered and began to rub against me again.

I held her by the hips and stopped her.

She was anything but pleased.

"Bella ... I don't want to ruin a second pair of jeans. One a day is enough."

She smiled the most innocent smile she had to offer.

"Right, honey."

And then her magic fingers fiddled with my trouser button.

"Bella!", I admonished, clutching her wrists.

She sighed softly. Her eyes were filled with lust, her face red.

"Edward!" she breathed.

The way she pronounced my name made my body tremble, made me incredibly wild.

"I'm not going to let you get away like this. Let me do this for you."

She leaned closer to me, kissed me gently on the cheek.

She wanted to touch me. She asked permission to give me what I so longed for.

Swallowing, I released her hands, which also immediately deftly undid my button and zipper.

The release was incredible. I wasn't sure what felt better...the thought of her touch or the feeling of finally being able to release more lower regions of my anatomy. But what about her? Did she also expect me to do the same for her? Give her what she needed so much, longed for so long?

I grabbed the waistband of her hot pants as she slid to the edge of my boxers.

She looked me in the eye.

We both knew we wouldn't dare take another step before the other nodded.

Assuringly, she looked at me, then nodded and we let our hands move to each other's sex at the same time.

We both groaned.

It felt so ... indescribably good. My arousal came out and she let her fingers slowly glide over it.

I hissed.

She bit her lower lip, trying to hide a small smile.

I moved my fingertips over her most sensitive spot, and she moaned my name, thrusting her hips against my hand.

I knew I wouldn't be able to take this much longer. I would explode at any moment.

I continued to massage her sensitive spot with my thumb while I slowly pushed two fingers inside her - out and in again and again.

Screaming with fulfillment, she threw her head back.

Her treatment of my arousal became more violent, I trembled.

Not for one second longer would I endure that.

She tightened around my fingers, moaning loudly and lightly biting my neck, which gave me the last bit. In complete ecstasy I discharged myself in her hand.

I couldn't believe how I felt under her warm touches. That it was even possible to feel like this ...