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Chapter 39

Project Self-Confidence - Experiment Failed?

Edward

It was Monday when Charlie was called to the station during dinner because there had been a major traffic accident and he had to report for a late shift. The perfect opportunity to tackle my project.

No sooner was my future father-in-law out of the house than a bouncy Bella came running up and stormed into the room.

"Did you hear? We're alone!" and with that she jumped on me, wrapped her arms and legs around me and pressed her lips to mine in exuberant joy.

Nothing could have stopped me from returning this expression of love.

My hands wandered up and down her back, grasping her sweet ass and pressing her against me for support.

If her meal had not still been clearly on her tongue, I would have followed the lure of her naked skin under the top and would have spontaneously postponed my plans. She was so euphoric and relaxed that I was sorry that this state of mind would most likely soon be shaken.

When she broke away from me for a moment, I interjected, "Do you want to get ready first?" confident that I could still make a few preparations.

"Oh sorry, forgot about the food-taste," she grinned sheepishly, wiping not only her mouth but mine as I let her slowly slide down me and back to her feet. "Be right back," she babbled overzealously, gathering her things and running out the door.

"No problem," I called after her. "Take your time!"

I drew the curtains, turned up the heat, and moved a few scattered things to the side. I hurriedly searched her room for anything useful to create a cozier atmosphere. I didn't find much, but the effect was still noticeable. On the nightstand I placed a scented lamp and distributed a few more tea lights, then I created on her PC for lack of stereo a playlist with some longer romantic songs.

When Bella came bouncing back into the room, she stopped abruptly.

"Are you up to something?"

"Is it that obvious?", I smirked, and a sinking feeling of excitement clenched in my stomach area.

"Mmm ... yes!", she said and came with a questioning smile in her sleep shirt sauntered towards me. "And what's that?"

Anticipation flashed in her eyes.

Now the difficult part began.

I pulled her tightly to me and gave her a long sensual kiss.

Especially to distract myself from my inner tension. I had high expectations of myself and this experiment - yes, that's all it was. If even Alice could not foresee what came out of it.

My arms loosened and one hand ran scrutinizingly over her side to her hip.

Finally, I had to know if something unexpected was lurking for me again, which I would have to try to take into account. But she wore short pants - whether that would have a positive or negative effect on her inhibitions, we had not been able to test last night.

With slow gliding dance steps I transported us in front of the large mirror.

"I'd like to show you something," I answered her hesitantly.

I wasn't sure if it would be better to just jump into action without letting her in on my plans in a big way.

She looked around searchingly and finally landed back at my eyes with a questioning look.

"Please don't say no right away. At least let it sink in and affect you a little bit first. But if you really feel uncomfortable, then we'll stop right away."

She eyed me with an increasingly skeptical expression and pursed her lips.

'I hate surprises!' she seemed to say, and yet there was also a trace of curiosity in it, on which I placed all my hopes.

"Do you promise?" I added.

"You're making it ... very exciting. Okay. What do you want to show me?"

I breathed a sigh of relief and immediately wanted to scold myself for it - made the enormous relief all too clear what pressure I was putting myself under. If I didn't manage to relieve it soon, this wasn't going to work. After all, we'd already had that experience. A relaxed mood was the top priority. The first step had been taken, now everything would take its course ... In whatever direction. I had to detach myself from my clear ideas - which were more like wishful dreams - and build on my intuition, get completely involved with Bella and her reactions.

I closed my eyes for a moment.

Was it really so important whether it worked out as I would like it to? The attempt and the experience alone would take us a little further.

While determined - but with a little more composure - I turned her back to me so she could look at our reflection.

However, how much that was in the dim candlelight with her human vision, I could not estimate so exactly. Spontaneously, I decided to eliminate the potential danger of the moment of surprise right at the beginning.

"You. The way I perceive you," I revealed to her.

She audibly sucked in the air and expelled it from her lungs a moment later.

"Am I correct in assuming you don't mean that in my current outfit?"

I nodded hesitantly and pressed my lips together tensely.

Her gaze in the mirror flitted from her face to mine. She nervously brushed a strand behind her ear and chewed briefly on her lower lip until she realized what she was doing. She gave another deep sigh and smiled apologetically at me. But the movement of the corners of her mouth seemed quite artificial.

Hoping for a positive answer, my eyebrows lifted.

"All right, let's try it ... a promise is a promise."

Expectation took over her expression, but her shoulders under my fingers remained tense. Gently, I began to massage her, up her neck and throat and back to her upper arms. I gently ran my nose down her temple to her jawline, pressing gentle kisses to the soft skin on the way back.

Only for a moment she closed her eyes and then fixed our reflection again.

My relaxing distractions fell far short of last night's unintended success. Not that I wanted to get her to fall asleep, but it certainly wasn't going to work that way. Somehow I had to entice her to turn off her brain.

So I just wrapped my arms around her and maneuvered us with leisurely swaying steps to match the music away from our mirrored likenesses that seemed to unsettle her so.

However, her delicate soft body - nestled so close to me - rather made my concentration waver ... primarily directed towards the full curves of her bottom, which seemed to tease me with every movement.

My hands released and began to caress her while my lips were busy on her ear.

At some point, warm fingers rested against my cheek, begging for attention.

"Edward? " Bella turned her face toward me. "Didn't you want to ... show me something?"

"Hmm ... yes," I murmured, slightly absorbed. "Not right away."

I pressed - taking the opportunity - my mouth with pleasure on hers, which she had just offered me.

"Wait and see."

And then I involved her in a sensual kiss. Gently sipped her lower lip, sucked it between mine to gently massage it with my tongue.

Until Bella's hand clawed into my neck hair, she turned to me with a deep sigh and came to meet me. Sometimes tender, sometimes passionate, our tongues played around.

And when I again became aware of something other than our united mouths, my fingers had long since gained access to her warm bare skin, stroking her back unhindered and wanting to conquer more. But my beloved had not remained idle either and was in the process of pulling my shirt from the waistband of my pants. This brought back memories of undressing before showering - and her decision. In that situation, she had preferred not to be the first. Besides, it seemed to me that her undisguised enthusiasm for my naked body kept distracting her, which could be quite useful to me.

So I came to her rescue and, between kisses and caresses, got rid first of my top and then my pants.

It was always overwhelming to feel all over my body the intense warmth she radiated. Both her fingers and her gaze slid fascinated over my body, and I tried to breathe evenly, deeply and slowly and not to pay too much attention to the tingling that they triggered, so as not to forget my intention.

Hungrily her eyes arrived at my mouth, and she stepped closer.

But when our lips met, my senses were completely with her soft contours, which stroked so velvety over my skin. The desire to feel her directly against me grew and the separating fabric disturbed me visibly.

As my hands slid back under her shirt, I slowly pushed the hem up with it and immediately she broke away from me to raise her arms.

Relief and anticipation trickled through me at this clearly willing gesture.

Soft sighs filled the room as our bare torsos nestled together.

For several minutes we stood like this, only in our underpants, enjoying feeling each other until the song changed.

That's when my thinking skills kicked in again, and with them a slight worry that she might get too cold. She didn't have goose bumps yet, but as a precaution I started to get us moving again.

More and more often her fingers stole over my butt and got caught on the waistband of the boxer shorts.

I gave her some space and looked her in the eyes encouragingly.

She accepted the incentive and pushed the tight-fitting boxer down.

However, she had not considered my altered anatomy and we both had to grin when my erection prevented her from doing so.

A delicate blush on her cheeks betrayed her bias to me and I came to her rescue, freeing the fabric and transporting it to my ankles to climb out. In a spontaneous inspiration I stayed right down there, I went into a crouch and looked up at her questioningly. Slowly, I ran my hands up her legs to the only remaining piece of clothing.

A soft shiver ran over her, but her quickened pulse made me suspect that it wasn't due to the coolness of my touch alone. Her naked, warmly shimmering chest rose and fell as she played with my hair.

A fascinating perspective ...

My lips tingled and I had to restrain myself from rising a little and answering the call of her pert pink tips.

Our eyes merged and I gave her the time she needed, kneeling in front of her and holding her by her hips, waiting.

Bella stroked my cheek.

Only for a brief moment her tongue flashed between her lower lip and incisors, immediately darting back again - which did not diminish the effect in the slightest.

Then she nodded, giving me permission to hook my fingers under the waistband of her panties and slide them down, exposing her completely.

Steadfastly, I held her eyes captive, meticulously watching every little movement to gauge her emotional state. Nothing indicated a wavering. Her hand was still on my face when I rose and decided it was best to return to our previous occupation for the time being - to continue to savor the familiarity and distraction we had found in it.

Once again an overwhelming wave of emotion swept over me at the sheer inconceivable trust she had placed in me from the beginning, against all reason. And now she had also overcome this one point where she stood in her own way. It felt incredible ... So pure and natural, intense and unclouded - a revelation that she gave only to me ... And above this erotic tension.

Completely relaxed, she followed my smooth movements, put my body in expectant tremors with the hot trajectories that her fingers drew unhindered on my skin. With her lips on my neck.

I had to use more and more strength not to lose myself in this memorable moment. This night was going to be all for Bella. And even at the risk of destroying everything now, I went ahead with my plan. There probably wouldn't be a better time anyway.

So I turned my sweet angel half a turn around, so that she was tightly embraced by my arms, with her back leaning against me - facing the mirror.

But she had not yet noticed it.

Her eyes were closed, and she stretched her throat towards me with pleasure and desire, which I covered with not too harmless kisses.

I stopped the dance steps as a precaution, the friction of her butt was simply not conducive to concentration. And concentration was what I needed now.

I worked my way purposefully to her sensitive auricle, which made her shiver, and then murmured, "Look at you - how beautiful you are!"

It took a moment for my words to get through to her and she languidly lifted her eyelids.

"Hmm ...?"

Tenderly I ran the tip of my nose along her temple.

"Look at you! What a unique woman you are!", I murmured and looked at our reflection, which almost elicited an excited rumble from me.

Our naked bodies united in the flickering candlelight, exerted a powerful effect on me - but Bella obviously saw it differently. She had followed my gaze and stiffened visibly. I loosened my embrace and began to caress her gently, whispering to her what I perceived. Tried to convey to her my sincere admiration, to erase the doubt and uncertainty from her expression.

"Nothing more beautiful I could have dreamed of. You are my chosen one, my beautiful water lily, which is so often closed. But once she blossoms, she enchants me every time anew and I would love to do nothing else all day but pay homage to you and your body. You have wonderfully smooth pure skin. Such fine delicate limbs ..." I slid down her arm and took her hand in mine. "... Such delicate filigree fingers that make me feel things I had never dared to dream of."

This elicited a small smile from her as I traced each one and returned my way.

"Your hair - the perfect contrast to your flawless fair skin - is so soft and smooth that I wanted to dive into it and never come out again ... And smells just indescribably intense of my adorable Bella, who regularly blows my mind."

I draped it around her shoulders as I particularly liked.

But she continued to follow my actions with ill-concealed skepticism.

"Your slim waist is in perfect proportion to your sensual hips, and I absolutely love your shapely breasts that nestle just right in my hands! "

Worshipfully I caressed the addressed places, embraced the latter as she liked.

With a soft sigh, my darling closed her eyes and let herself sink a little more against me. But her brow remained furrowed. I too had to turn my attention away from us - but certainly for other reasons. I let my fingers wander over the rises and dips of her figure, hopefully demonstrating to her how desirable she was to me.

"When I can feel and look at your incomparable body, I could not imagine anything more lovely on this earth."

When her eyelids lifted again, her attention was not on her, but on me, catching me in my blatant visual adoration.

Immediately she covered her pubic area and denied me the view of this tantalizing dark triangle.

Stifling a sigh of regret, I whispered, "Bella? I don't want you to look at me, I want you to look at you - this seductively attractive young woman that you are."

With a few grips I brought her into a slightly oblique pose, in which her feminine curves were unmistakably displayed. But her gaze flitted only briefly over her own reflection and then lingered again on mine.

"I prefer to look at you, though."

Resignedly, I pressed my lips together.

What did she see in my angular stature? The female figure was so much more attractive. So I had to consider this part of my plan as failed, for better or worse. Admittedly, my hopes in this regard had not been very high either - nevertheless I would not give them up. Even if the first attempt had not worked, I would continue to hope that my words had fallen on fertile ground, would germinate and eventually bear fruit. Well, if the visual stimulus didn't appeal to her, I would reverse the whole thing and prove to her via other senses how wonderful her body was.

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