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Chapter 20

Cuddle Time

A Round of Languishing, Toying and Melting Away with Edward Cullen

Bella

It had been such a wonderful day. I had rarely seen Edward so playful.

And the lotion massage ... Oh my God. Just thinking about it made me feel warm all over. I had almost expected him to get it over with vampire-speed - as quickly as possible ... But he took the reparation very seriously and had been so tender and devoted that I had literally melted under his expert hands. I had been so out of it that I hadn't even thought of turning around to let him work my front side as well. But that could be made up for eventually.

Overcoming the bikini had also been worthwhile in other respects. Now I almost had to thank Alice for her packing skills, where before I still wanted to twist her neck. I no longer had any inhibitions about going to bed in my newly boughten underwear.

Edward's look when I unceremoniously undressed, and his eyes almost fell out of his head - I wonder if that would actually work on a vampire? - I would probably also never forget. Almost as good as the one in the swimming pool.

"Oh, Bella. You can't be serious!", he pleaded downright ...

And I almost got a guilty conscience, whether I had not already put him through enough today ... But only almost.

"You've gotten so used to it today ... I won't allow any backsliding," I remarked sternly, putting my hands on my hips.

"Dressed like that, you're going to catch a cold next to me," he tried to change my mind.

He was really not at a loss for excuses ...

"Used to it, my ass ..." he mumbled so softly I could barely hear it.

Rolling my eyes and snorting in frustration, I turned to the closet and grabbed my winter bedding and an extra wool blanket, spreading them both over the bed and also over Edward who was lying on it.

"There, that should do it," I surveyed my work with satisfaction. "Calmed down?", I grinned at him. "And what was that just now?"

"And how." The ironic undertone could not be ignored, and he added in a mumble, "You don't want to know."

At the same time, he looked intently over my shoulder at an imaginary point on the wall.

"You bet I want to know," I demanded in a stern tone and set about crawling onto the bed.

He let out a sigh.

"You're not going to let up, are you?"

He still looked everywhere but at me.

I shook my head.

"It was anything but charming, though."

"Not charming ... from you, Mr. Gentleman himself?", I teased him.

He puckered his mouth, frowned, and ignored my efforts to sit on the blanket in a sexy pose.

"Hey, now tell me."

I playfully boxed at him through the blanket.

"Well ... you wouldn't have it any other way ... um ... I'vebeentryingnottolookatyouverycloselyforthewholeday," he sputtered on so I couldn't understand a word.

"Stop. Slow down. Excuse me?"

And finally he looked me in the eyes ... From below, through his long-curled eyelashes, with the sweetest faithful-dumb dachshund look he had ever given me. The guilty consciousness dripped downright from his facial expression that I already began to melt away ... Until he repeated his statement.

"I've been trying not to look at you very closely for the whole day."

"WHAT, thank you!"

I crossed my arms in front of my chest and pulled my knees in.

'Strained-wannabe-sexy' became 'offended-liver-sausage' pose. Without being able to do anything about it, it gave me a slight sting.

"That was really anything but ... flattering," I grumbled.

"Hey ... Bella, come here," he said in his softest dark honey voice, tapping invitingly beside him. "Now please don't blame me. You wanted to hear it."

I didn't move, even though I couldn't stop the tingling effect of his tone inside me.

Then he sat up, bent to me and gently but firmly released my hand, took it in his, turned the inside up and pressed his lips into it. He traced a trail of soft kisses along my forearm - until the bent.

"Oh Bella, you have the softest, purest ivory skin I know ..."

My heart leapt and started racing.

He meanwhile stroked his nose up to my shoulder, into a strand that had fallen over it.

"You have the silkiest, shiniest hair I've ever felt."

I heard him take a deep breath close to my ear and moan softly. A shiver ran through me, and I became quite dizzy.

"You have the sweetest and most beguiling scent I have ever caught."

Then his delicate cool touches traveled down my neck, back to the strap of my bra and slowly followed it downward to my cleavage.

Completely infatuated, my breath quickened. I automatically leaned back and let my legs sink again. His velvety words this time sounded a shade rougher than before and drove on a direct path from my eardrums into my panties.

"You are a beautiful attractive woman, Bella, with a stunning figure ... the most alluring ... the only curves I ever want to touch and caress ..."

With that, he embraced my breasts with both hands ... Not too tightly, but with certain pressure ... Lovingly, but not provocatively ... yes almost worshipfully ... And looked deep into my eyes. His look was dark liquid gold ... But not only desire, but real admiration was in it, that I was almost willing to believe him - as far as my befogged mind was still capable of anything at all. Unfortunately, the extremely pleasant contact of his fingers wandered far too quickly back up again, where they embraced my face.

"My wonderful Bella, who drives me completely crazy, steals my mind and who has no need to be ashamed of any part of her body!", he breathed against my lips before giving me a unique kiss full of love, passion and appreciation.

I melted under him.

"When are you going to believe me?"

"Hmm ...", I hummed with pleasure, "... if you show me the same way over and over again ... maybe ... sometime ...", and could not help chuckling, in which he joined in.

"Oh Bella! My Bella!" he laughed softly and lifted the comforter to the side so I could crawl under it. "Look at it this way. If you weren't so unspeakably desirable to me, I wouldn't be so afraid of losing control," he confessed, pulling me into his arm.

Oh yes, we should work on that again ..., I smiled to myself.

I snuggled up to him and resumed my activity from the pool.

Slowly I stroked my nose up his neck and sucked in his bewitching scent, which alone would be enough to put my body in a state of tingling anticipation.

"Hmm ... delicious. Well ... Now we are alone ...", I murmured against his smooth cool skin, which under my attention ran over an unmistakable shiver.

I moved my hand towards the waistband of his pants to pull out his shirt.

Reaching the corner of his mouth, I blinked into his amused, doubting eyes.

"Aren't you tired at all?" he whispered in faint hope.

"Mmm ... have rested enough ... on the drive back," I breathed, placing small kisses along his upper lip in the meantime, while my fingers cuddled his stomach.

"You've really been pushing my steadfastness to its limits on a regular basis lately, you know that?"

Well, I hoped so ... And moreover ... wasn't that my goal? ...

I couldn't help grinning, which obviously didn't go unnoticed ...

Was there anything at all one could hide from this man?

"So you think this is funny, Miss Swan?"

"Hmm ...", I hummed, as if thinking, and pressed my lips - instead of an answer - firmly to his.

And suddenly his hands were in my hair, embracing my head and he kissed me back, coming towards me passionately that I gasped in surprise.

A moment later I lay under him, and he possessively conquered my mouth, so that my senses dwindled.

And just as abruptly, he broke away from me again and rolled onto his side.

When I had halfway calmed my breathing and pulse, I lifted my heavy eyelids and looked into a smugly smirking, stunningly beautiful face.

"So, funny then? Yes ...?", he asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Mmm ...", I hummed an undefined reply, "but good."

With my free fist I grabbed his top by the collar and wanted to pull him to me again.

A groaning creaking tearing sound of the seam was all I got with it. And its amused vibrating.

No, I would not be so easily dispatched. If he didn't come to me ...

With that, I turned to him, slid my hand, which was still under his shirt, around his torso and pressed tightly against him. I wrapped my leg around his waist and shifted my fingers to their favorite place - in his neck hair.

Now he could not escape me so quickly.

Determined, I hogged his lips again.

To my exuberant delight, he acquiesced, and a cool hand settled between my shoulder blades. Shortly thereafter, it began to move hesitantly, stroking my heated skin and leaving a tingling trail behind it that longed to be touched, and which then continued into my inside and pooled.

The gossamer fingertips were soon replaced by a firmer pressure of his palms, which conquered more and more of my bare skin and his tongue also became more and more brash and uninhibited.

As his hand ran over my butt, thigh, and back again with an intense grip, my body took on a life of its own. My back pushed through, my chest pressed firmly against his and my head tilted with an unavoidable gasp in the neck.

For a moment, the thought flashed that perhaps it wasn't the best gesture to offer my exposed throat to a vampire like that.

But it did not seem to throw him completely off track, because I felt his already warmed mouth controllably stroking my carotid artery. However, his attentions were no longer as passionate as before ... Unlike me.

"Oh Bella," he breathed, sounding a little desperate, his cool breath over the sensitive hollow below my jawbone and moved away from me a little.

I immediately used the space in between to hog his defined pectoral muscles again and elicit a deep rumble from him by meeting his nipple. The vibration permeated my entire body and made all the nerve endings sing.

It was a thoroughly animalistic sound ... And so damn sexy. When had I ever fled from danger ... I usually attracted them magically ... Why didn't it work that way with him?

"Oh Edward ..."

How could a single sound set one on fire like that?

But there two very definite hands placed themselves on my hips and stopped my demanding, unambiguous movements, accompanied by an agonized moan.

"Oh Bella ... I cannot every night ..." he mumbled indistinctly, his face pressed against the crook of my neck.

"Hmm ...? What can't you do?", I asked, taking his head to detach it from me a bit and to be able to look at him.

He looked quite embarrassed.

"Hmm ...", a dismissive growl escaped him, which made it clear that he didn't really want to go into it any further right now.

I stroked encouragingly with my nose over his.

"Come on. Don't reject me again," I pulled out my latest, admittedly somewhat nasty trump card. "Out with it. "

"God ... Bella!", he sighed and leaned his forehead against mine. "I can't go so far every night that I have no choice but to ..."

His voice broke ... Or I didn't hear the rest. I did not know for sure.

"But to ...?"

An embarrassed Edward Cullen, who is at a loss for words. Wow ... That didn't happen every day.

He let himself fall into the pillows with a groan.

"It just doesn't feel right ... to me."

On my leg, which was still lying on him, I felt his erection ... And with that it 'clicked'.

"You jerked off yesterday?", I asked, surprised.

He closed his eyes and there was only an almost imperceptible nod.

"But why didn't you say anything? I could have taken care of that!"

"What?" His eyes flew open, and he stared at me in shock. "Um ... you were sound asleep ..." he sputtered.

I pursed my lips, propped myself up on my elbow, scrabbled my fingers on his chest and drew little circles there.

"Well ... I'm not sleeping now."

And for affirmation I let my leg slide down over his lap.

He clenched his eyes and teeth and sucked in a hissing breath.

Hmm ... very effective. Again in a moment.

"Bella ...", he pressed out.

"What, the more often, the better you can get used to it ... and deal with it ... Can't you?"

The corners of his mouth twitched ... But he shook his head.

"I don't know. Not that I'll get hooked and not be able to stop myself at all."

"Oh nonsense."

He turned everything the way he needed it, just so as not to go too far ... Mphh ...

"Let me take off your pants."

I sat up and was full of energy.

"OKAY. If you can do it ..." he smirked.

Immediately I made myself over his pants button and zipper ...

Yes ... and then I pulled and tugged ... And he certainly made himself extra heavy and did not move a bit.

"You're mean," I grumbled, flipping the covers aside and scrambling to my feet to pull on my pant legs.

I braced myself against the bed, but the pants didn't budge a bit.

Then my eyes fell on his bare feet.

I wanted to do that anyway. I grabbed the right one and bit his big toe.

"Ahh ..."

His head shot up and wobbled wildly back and forth. His jaw muscles became more and more prominent when I started circling around with my tongue.

"Your teeth," he squeezed tensely through his.

I loosened them, but firmly enclosed his body part with my lips and sucked on a trial basis.

"Shit ..."

His hands clenched into fists.

"What? A new erogenous zone?"

The reaction was somehow unexpected.

"Come here, I'll show you," he gasped, visibly relieved that I had released his toe.

Well, I was happy to get involved in such experiments.

And before I knew it, we had changed positions and he worked on my foot.

He stroked the sole along with his nose, which tickled quite a bit and I was also a bit embarrassed. I had not showered again today after the whole bath before going to bed.

"Doesn't that stink?" I squealed.

"Nothing about you stinks!"

"Didn't know you were a cheese fetishist."

He just rolled his eyes and stuck his tongue between my toes.

I sucked in the air sharply and bit my lip.

It tingled ... But not only down there, but exactly one leg length further up.

He raised his eyebrows and watched me through his long eyelashes ...

Fuck, that looked so hot.

He grasped my ankle, licked over my instep and meanwhile slowly pushed his fingers higher and higher, up the calf ...

I tore open my eyes ...

And then he stood up and took off his pants ...

And my mouth was suddenly dry as dust and I still had to swallow.

Edward only in boxer shorts ... And once again I couldn't help but stare at his crotch ... You could see everything so clearly ... And he was coming towards me ... And ... Oh my God ... What was he up to?

"Bella! Breathe! Relax! You don't have to do anything either and you can just sleep ...!"

Huh ...?

I gasped for air.

What? Me? Oh, yeah. Oh, man.

Groaning, I plopped back onto the pillows and slapped my hands in front of my face.

This man really knew how to send my thinking skills on a lightning-vacation. How could I possibly have assumed ...

I shook my head.

This was Edward, after all! My Edward 'no-sex-before-marriage' Cullen.

"Are you all right?", he mumbled and came crawling to me on all fours

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