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As soon as Edward spoke those words to me, his voice molten and full of longing, it suddenly dawned on me that this was our moment. This hot, sticky morning could have just been an icy snuggle-fest (as it often was with Edward). I could not have predicted that this kind of humidity would induce such a haze over Edward Cullen's self-control. Not that I was complaining, but there was absolutely no turning back now.
His lips lowered to the soft skin below my ear, his breath tickling me sweetly. "We can wait for this you know." I heard him mumble but I could not process this "wait" concept he suggested, not with his marble body pressed against mine like this.
I heard myself swallow loudly as I ran my hands down his cold, hard chest. His muscles twitched and contracted as my fingers brushed against them. The lower my hands traveled, the harder my heart rioted against my chest. Edward had seemed so confident while he touched me, caressed me, and lit my body on fire. I wanted to have that same confidence for him but I had to bite my lip. I was inexperienced… and I was nervous. Edward was trying to be a gentleman with his suggestion but I knew he wanted me to continue just as badly as I did.
My hands traced the defined lines of his hips, daring to touch the sensitive area below. I snuck a peek at Edward's face; his eyes were half closed, a tortured look of pleasure across his face. I dipped my wandering hands lower, cautiously brushing against Edward's hard length. He let out a hiss of breath through clenched teeth and nuzzled his face into my neck. Instinctively I began to withdraw my hands, worried I had done something wrong.
But Edward shot one of his hands down, holding mine near his hardness. His other hand had snaked around my neck, wrapping around my hair, pulling it gently. I took this as a sign to continue my exploration, took both my hands and wrapped my fingers around him.
I was amazed at how he felt here; it was not the same cold hard as the rest of his body but a silky hard. My hands twisted and brushed against him; every tug of my hair encouraged my hands to keep moving. I found them settling into a pattern of pulsing up and down while twisting at the same time. This pattern was enough for Edward; I could hear his husky voice whisper at me to stop before his hand returned and gently pried my fingers off of him.
Even I was panting now, fighting for a fresh breath between our bodies. Edward moved his head upwards so he could see my face, flushed with happiness for giving him pleasure. He grinned crookedly at me, his bronze hair tousled every which way. "You know what you look like?"
"A hot mess?" I guessed, a smile just as crooked forming on my face.
He shook his head, his grin growing sexier by the second. "Like a woman about to ravished," he said in a low, sexy growl.
I felt my body begin to tremble in anticipation again but I tried to relax and remember how to act. Confident like Edward, teasing and sexy and smoldering like Edward. With a surge of Cullen-like confidence, I reached one hand back down and grasped his length. Edward's dark eyes widened in surprise but he didn't move his hands to stop me.
I tried to keep my eyes seductive and composed as I stared at his reaction. My hand around his length guided him towards the wetness that had dampened my inner thighs. I could see him about to protest so I raised my free hand to his mouth and shook my head. "I want to see you tremble," I whispered, unaware that I could have this kind of power over Edward.
My hand over Edward's mouth was a bad idea though; he parted his lips and snaked his tongue out against my palm. The icy tingle of his tongue on my flesh set my skin on fire. I gasped and my other hand jerked involuntarily forward. I moaned as the tip of Edward's icy length rubbed against my sweetest spot, dipping along the wet folds that felt like they were on fire below his cool body. I let my hand fall as his hardness rested against my warmth there, feeling my body begin to shiver at the touch there.
Edward's hands flew up to grab a hold of my headboard; his eyes were shut, his jaw clenched tight. I could feel his body begin to shake slightly above me; who knew Edward Cullen's self control could shatter so easily? I heard a crumbling above my head and saw bits of sawdust fluttering down out of the corners of my eyes. Edward's expression did not change and he did not breathe for a very long minute as we rested against each other.
Finally I saw his jaw flex, his eyes opened slowly and he turned his dark gaze on me. "Sorry," he whispered, bringing his hands back down to my body. "I just needed a minute… to adjust."
I nodded softly so he knew I understood. "How does this feel for you?" I asked, my eyes motioning to the area where our bodies seemed to be fused together.
Edward's onyx eyes burned into mine as he said, "It's a pleasure I can't describe… I've never wanted to claim you more than I do in this moment." His lips stroked my neck, his hands traveled over my waist, and he moved slightly to bring himself between my legs.
I parted them graciously for him and wrapped my arms around his back. Any hesitation I thought I would have at this point simply didn't exist in my mind. I was aware of every nerve in my body, every flush in my skin; wherever his body touched mine felt like a livewire. I was more than ready to have him.
Edward stared at me sweetly, taking in the moment. "You are utterly alluring, Bella…" he trailed off, taking in every inch of me before returning his gaze to my eyes. "I love you very much, you know," he whispered, his voice catching in a way that proved to me he was still human.
My vision grew slightly blurry as I felt tears slip from my eyes. "You mean everything to me," I whispered back as he raised a cool finger to wipe away my tears. "I love you too."
We stared at each other for another moment and then he returned his hand to my hip. Edward moved slightly forward, his length moving slowly inside of me. I gasped and felt my back arch instinctively up towards him.
"Let me know…" he whispered. I simply nodded in response, my eyes shut tightly in response to this new sensation.
He glided into me in one smooth, velvet stroke and paused. I froze, adjusting to this new sensation of Edward inside of me. Even thinking about the mechanics made my body shake. My arms pressed harder against his back and I lifted my legs to wrap around his waist. He held me for a long moment while I absorbed this new pleasure. There was a dull soreness about his entry, but it ebbed away quickly, going from burning hot to tingly and chilly in seconds.
I finally opened my eyes to see him waiting, staring at me for permission to move again. My eyes must have communicated the need that my mouth could not; Edward slowly pulled out. I felt a whimper growing in my throat as I thought he was pulling away completely and then he brought his body back towards mine. The sensation was overwhelming; the back and forth, the in and out. Every time his body returned to filling mine I gasped.
The movements were luscious and sweet between us. Edward's hands were in my hair, around my neck, holding onto my waist; his intoxicating scent hovered in the little space between us. In all of my dreams, my fantasies that involved being so close to Edward, not one of them compared to this reality. I pulled his lips down towards mine as he thrust in and out of me, still going slow. I didn't want to push him, afraid that if I urged him to go faster he might lose all sense of control.
Edward's lips met mine in a fury of heat and cold. I parted my lips, wanting so badly for him to explore my mouth with his tongue. But I knew he wouldn't; even the heat of our moment, he was aware of the danger his venom posed to me. Instead, he half granted my unspoken wish. His tongue flicked out against my slightly parted lips in tempo with his thrusts. The faster my heart began to pound against his chest, the quicker the thrusts of his icy tongue and length inside of me.
I felt the heat and desire coiling in my center. My hands gripped Edward tight, my nails scratching against his hard back. His hand around my neck became rigid and tight as his thrusts came harder and faster. The moans that were rolling from my lips felt like they were coming from deep inside of me; Edward too was growling in response to our pleasure.
Our movements were frantic now; I felt the icy heat building in my center and I knew I was close to going over the edge again. Edward held me tightly and licked his tongue along my lips. My body shivered in response as I reached my peak. I came in an explosion of fire and ice; every part of my body tingled and shivered for several moments. I felt his body contract and shake against mine as he cried out in his own release. It was the sweetest sound I had ever imagined.
I tried to get my breathing under control but it seemed that wouldn't be possible for another several hours. Sweat still pooled everywhere on my body but it was chilled now, allowing my shivers to continue, just as Edward promised. As he pulled out of my body, I felt slightly empty and turned my body towards his, keeping my legs wrapped around his waist and clutching him tightly. His head was in my neck, his hands once again in my hair, holding me tightly against him.
We lay like that for a while without speaking, allowing my heart to return to a semi-normal beat and for Edward's self control to adjust. He pulled his head up after a while to look at my flushed face, stroking my cheek with his icy fingers.
"That..." he began, studying every facet of my sweaty face. "That was the most incredible experience I've ever had in all my hundred years." His crooked grin filled his face, still having an effect over the butterflies in my stomach.
"Yes," I agreed, my voice barely rising above a whisper. "I'm so glad you are my life Edward." I confessed to him, tears once again swimming in my vision. Edward's thumb moved towards the corner of my eye to catch them before they could fall. He studied me for a moment, deep in thought. "Tell me what you're thinking," I asked him.
He sighed. "I'm searching for regrets that I thought I might have had if… if I let myself lose control like this with you," he answered.
I stared at him curiously. "And?"
"And I'm finding that I have none," he smiled at me, pulling my face into his chest and holding me tightly. "You are everything I've searched for Bella. I'm glad I could give this to you… safely," he said, laughing slightly.
"And I'm glad you found me too," I whispered back, wrapping my arms up around his neck and running them through his hair. "You and me… forever."
"Forever," he murmured back into my hair.
"Promise?"
"I promise Bella."
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