3 is my favorite number! Hope you enjoy it. (I don't own Twilight...)
I woke up to smell of bacon. I forced my eyes open to see where the strong smell was coming from.
To my surprise, there was a whole platter of different breakfast items on a tray, laying at the edge of the bed.
Edward.
I looked around the room expecting him to be around and find nothing. I look at the tray again and see a note laying on it.
"Good morning Mrs. Cullen, I have gone for a hunt. I'll be back before you wake, hope you like the breakfast I made. - Love, your husband"
I gazed down at the spread before me: pancakes, crispy bacon, sausage, fresh orange juice, and a golden muffin. It would have taken me hours to prepare this, and it certainly wouldn't look as perfect. This meal could easily feed an entire family.
A smile tugged at my lips. I couldn't help but appreciate these thoughtful gestures of his.
Even though he wasn't here, I started eating, it was still warm so he couldn't have left too long ago.
The food was amazing, for a guy who doesn't eat, he can sure make a great breakfast.
I ate more than what my stomach could handle and went to put the dish in the sink.
I went back to the bedroom, fixing the bed. I hadn't seen Edward since last night, I wonder what he thought of my little get away. He curled up in the bed with me not much longer after I laid down last night. I fell asleep instantly in his arms.
Probably relieved I went to bed before we got any farther.
Edward wasn't back yet and I didn't know what else to do.
Maybe go for a swim, it seemed like a nice day.
No.. That didn't turn out well.
Fish?
Yeah... no.
Build a sand castle?
Not my strongest suit.
What else is there to do, Edward is the only one that knew where everything was and what to do.
I looked around the room spotting a radio.
Hmmm...
I walked over to it and turned it on, "Earned it" by The Weekend came on.
I've heard this song before, it had played a lot when I would cook before Charlie came home.
There was nothing else to do, so I started swaying my hips to the song.
I'm not a dancer. I've never been good at it—my clumsiness always got in the way. But when no one was around, not even Edward, I'd indulge in it. I just didn't want to risk embarrassing myself.
I closed my eyes and swayed my hips to the beat. I knew Edward wasn't going to be here for a while, he usually takes an hour to hunt.
I ran my hands through my hair, letting them trail slowly down my body as the rhythm took over. To my surprise, my body moved and swayed effortlessly, no missteps, no trips. I spun in a circle, drawing my hands back up as I went. In my mind, I was absolutely nailing it.
I dropped a little, bending over so my butt was out, trying to copy some of the dancing videos I've seen on the internet.
Suddenly I felt something hard rub against my back side.
I jumped up and screamed, trying to get away from the sudden presence.
A cold hand came flying to my mouth and waist, pulling me back.
"Shh, it's just me." Edward whispered.
He uncovered my mouth and I let out a breath.
"I've never seen you dance like that."
He must have seen me dancing, or at least try to dance...This is embarrassing.
"I.. I.. It wasn't dancing.. I can't dance." I stuttered.
"That looked like dancing to me, you did good.. Really good." He said as he spun me around. "Especially when you bent down like that, how did that move go?" He said seductively, pressing his body to mine.
I blushed, I didn't think he liked it that much. But I could feel that he liked it. Like, I could actually feel it.
He let go to walk behind me and pulled me close to him. I could feel him hard against my backside. I took a sharp intake of breath.
He leans in to whisper again.
"Do it exactly like you just did."
I couldn't tell where he was going with this, we've only ever danced at prom and the wedding, it was nothing like this.
I played along and started moving with the beat. Not so much swaying my hips while he stood this close to my body.
"No, you did it a little different." He told me, grabbing my hips to help with the movements.
I didn't really feel comfortable dancing like that on him, not because I didn't want too, I was just scared to embarrass myself.
He's my husband.
I can do this kind of thing now, right? What's the worse thing that could happen, I break my neck?
Just don't think about it...
I swayed my hips a little more, moving from side to side with his hands. I could feel him get harder behind me
What is happening?
I can understand this being a sensual thing for couples to do but... with Edward? He's not into this kind of music.
He held on to my hips, moving with me as I swayed, almost like he was grinding behind me.
This shocked me, Edward has never danced like this with me.
I loved it. Feeling him behind me, grabbing me, holding me to him as he grinds with me. I stood up straighter, pushing my body against his. His hands travel from my hips to my breasts. I felt a tingle in the pit of my stomach.
The way he was holding me made me want to ravish him right there.
What were we doing again?
I pushed my hips back, bumping him right where I wanted to. I heard a light growl come from his lips behind me.
I couldn't resist the urge to push his hands away and turn to face him. Our lips collided with force, eliciting a soft moan.
We stopped our gentle sway, and I ran my fingers through his hair, tugging him closer as his hands slid down to my waist, pulling me against him.
Gently, he lifted me, moving my legs to wrap around his waist as if I were weightless. Our lips still tangled together, I was aware that I needed to breathe, but in that moment, it felt impossible to pull away.
Every sensation was overwhelming; I craved more. I began to move my hips against him, giving a delicious friction. I could feel his moan vibrate against my mouth, I took the opportunity to break away, gasping for air.
He took no time moving to my neck, while walking towards the side of the room and slamming me against the wall. A little forcefully, it was almost painful. That pain quickly disappeared as his lips came back to mine, feeling him hard against my center.
It was such an exotic moment, nothing else mattered.
His hips pressed against me, driving me into the wall with such intensity. Each movement sent waves of pleasure coursing through me. I could hear the soft moans escaping his lips, growing louder as his rhythm became more intense.
Only the thin fabric of our clothes was stopping him from being inside of me.
If I hadn't made that stupid decision, he could take me against the wall right now...
Wait...
What was I doing?! "Shit.." I murmured under my breath, immediately realizing my mistake as I quickly covered my mouth.
Edwards head snapped up, shocked at the word I just said.
I never cuss, well.. Edward had never heard me cuss.
I look up at him to see his eyes pitch black, filled with wanting. It almost made me forget why I wanted to stop.
No, I had to stop... before it gets too far.
He looked at me confused. "What is it? Did I hurt you?" He said in a low voice with a hint of worry.
I could feel his breath on me, ignoring the question he asked, closing my eyes to breathe him in.
I had to snap out of it!
Despite my reluctance, I gently edged away from him, creating some distance between our bodies and allowing my legs to return to the floor. As soon as my feet touched the ground, I felt the undeniable firmness pressing against my stomach, as if the button of his jeans were on the verge of giving way.
I couldn't help but to look up, only to find a pair of worried eyes looking back.
"Bella, please answer me, is everything alright?" He asked more concerned now.
"No, nothing like that." I said. Grabbing his hand, rubbing it with my thumb.
"Then... then..." he stumbled his words, closing his eyes. "Why did you stop?" He asked, sounding a little annoyed.
Was he mad?
I ignored the thought, deciding it was my mind playing tricks.
It would be foolish for him to be annoyed that I stopped; this is how things always ended up, after all.
How the roles have switched. I thought, but shrugged at the idea.
"I just uhh.." I didn't know how to tell him.
Yeah, you see, I don't want to have sex anymore.
Yep, totally believable. Another lie he would catch me in.
"Bella?" he murmured, gently trailing his lips back to my neck, planting soft, featherlight kisses exactly where I craved them most.
"I, uh..." I hesitated as my thoughts began to scatter. The chill of his tongue against my neck was intoxicating.
Come on Bella, stop letting this get out of hand!
I held back from leaning into him, attempting to create some distance by pushing him away gently. He didn't budge, I had to push harder like yesterday, fully aware he must have sensed my resistance. Yet still, nothing changed.
He wasn't moving, his lips and tongue still attached to my neck. It felt too good, I had to get away before I loose myself again.
I start to push his chest hard this time. Every other second pulling him closer due to the pleasure.
Why wasn't he moving? I know he can feel me.
"Bella.. please... let me do this... let me love you." He whispered in my neck.
My heart said yes please but my mind was still in control, how could I do this...
"You see, Edward..." I gently pushed his head away from my neck, forcing him to retreat a little. "I would, but, um... I just ate!" I added hurriedly.
"I'm actually feeling a bit bloated from that delicious breakfast you made," I continued, looking for an escape. "I'm just too full right now to do anything active." It was a flimsy excuse, but it was the best I could come up with at the moment.
But even with that, Edward could see right threw me. He looked at me and cocked an eyebrow.
"Bloated?" He asked, not believing one word I said.
"Yeah, bloated." I said, pushing him a little further as to escape his bubble I was in, he complied and moved as I scooted passed him.
"Now if you'll excuse me.." I said, turning my body away from his and walked through the gap I created.
"Where are you going?" He asked confused, puzzled at what I was doing.
"I'm uh.. going to the bathroom, human moment, gonna take a shower?" It came out like question. God I was bad at this.
His mouth opened and closed, like he wanted to say something.
He looked down at the ground, mumbling something I couldn't hear as if he was talking to himself.
His eyebrows scrunched up, like he was trying to figure something out, but couldn't.
Feeling too bloated for sex, girls use that right?
I know leaving him like this was wrong but for some reason, I didn't feel bad. I'm always the one that gets pushed away, so what if it switches up every once in a while?
Even though I'm doing this because of that stupid promise he made, it still felt nice to be in charge for once. Plus it was really cute seeing Edward dumb founded like that.
I cleared my throat and he looked up at me, still in a confused gaze. His eyes still pitch black with a hard on still bulging in his pants. He put his hand in his hair as if to scratch his head.
Well, this was a sight.
I broke the silence, "Well, see you in a few."
I turned on my heal and walked out of the room, heading to the bathroom and not looking back.
As I was walking out, I could hear the faint words from behind, coming from Edward.
"But... but..."
Sorry Edward, the only but you'll be getting is mine, walking away.
Damn straight! Looks like Bella is giving him a taste of his own medicine. Wonder how that will work out... Anyways...