Our Rug
"I walked upstairs to Edward’s room… our room. The sky had turned dark; night was falling. The door was partially closed and I could see candlelight flickering inside the room. I pushed open the door to find Edward seated only in his boxer briefs, on the floor leaning against the side of the bed. He was seated on top of a very familiar looking, soft, white rug.
I gaped at him. “Is that…?”
He smiled and nodded. “It’s our rug. Surprise.” He licked his lips slowly, taking in my naked form..."
...I walked over to him and sat on his lap, straddling him and kissing him crazily. I took his top lip between mine, sucking it, kissing him, tasting him, letting my tongue taste his lips, his tongue, his skin. “What you just did on the piano… that might have been the most sensual experience I’ve had with you, ever. And that’s saying something.”
His arms crushed me against him and I ground my hips against him through his boxers. He flipped me onto my back and kissed down my neck, to my breasts where he lingered, licking and sucking my nipples. I fisted my hands in his hair and he moaned, his mouth closing hot over a nipple, pushing his breath over my skin. His hand trailed to my thighs. “Now where did I leave off downstairs?” he murmured, kissing to my navel as his fingers stroked my wet sex, and he took a deep breath, moaning. “Ah, yes… Jesus Bella, I should play Chopin more often.”
“You should," I agreed. “But it wasn’t Chopin that made me so fucking wet.”
He looked up at me, his eyes smoldering at my rare use of “fuck”. He smiled sexily. “You mean this is all for me?” He ducked down, kissing my clit softly before hungrily licking me, lapping at my skin, pulling me into his mouth and nibbling me.
My hips arched up against his movements, my breath coming out in jagged bursts. His tongue and fingers made me come quickly and hard.
“I think we should get a few more of those out of you tonight…” he murmured, continuing his delicious attention on me as my orgasm continued in slow waves over my body.
I felt his fingers slide lower, stroking the sensitive skin below my pussy, his other hand reaching for a tube of lube I hadn’t noticed earlier. Realization dawned on me, on what we were going to do tonight and I started coming harder, pressing myself against his face. He moaned against me, and I felt him slide a lubricated fingertip inside me, massaging me slowly, gently. God, yes!"
More
"He bit my clit making me jump and cry out, his mouth never leaving me. His fingertip moved just inside me, his other fingers gently stroking the sensitive flesh around the outside. I felt dizzy with need, wanting to feel him pressing inside me.
“More…” I heard myself begging.
He put some lube on another finger, gently pushing two fingertips inside me, working his way inside, stretching me slowly over several minutes. I could feel that his breathing was shallow against me. He was frantic and disorganized licking me. I felt myself pushing against his hand as I moaned low and rhythmically with the actions of his tongue.
I had no words left as his fingers moved in me and his mouth teased and pressed against my clit. I kept moaning, begging him not to stop. His hands and mouth were magic, his breath was warm against me.
“Bella,” he murmured. “Baby, I want you so bad.”
“Come here,” I whispered. “I need to feel you inside.”
Yes, Edward Please via anntastic23
"He slowly moved back up my body, kissing me slowly. “Are you sure you want to do this?" he asked softly."
“Yes, please," I begged him again, breathless. He kissed me then, his breath rushing into my throat with his excitement. He moved his fingertips out of me and picked up a small bullet vibrator, turning it on and holding it softly against my clit as he kissed me. His kisses were frantic; his mouth was open, hot, sloppy, and wet...
...He slowly pressed forward. I was shocked at the sensation of pressure, of stretching, of burning. I closed my eyes and focused on breathing as he moved mercifully slowly. “Are you okay?" he asked softly.
I nodded, but I still wasn’t sure we could do this. Even knowing I wouldn’t be hurt, I just wasn’t sure it was physically possible. He leaned forward and kissed me, a soft, wet open mouth kiss.
“Breathe, love. Relax. Push down against me.” His words made me moan and I did as he told, telling my body to relax. “You’re so beautiful, Bella," he whispered, licking my neck as he pushed forward in the slowest increments.
He watched my face try to relax and then his expression darkened and he smirked at me. In a low growl he murmured, “Your tight little ass is going to feel so fucking good around my cock…” and at the sound of his gravelly voice speaking like that to me I pushed hard against him, needing him inside me desperately.
I felt intense pressure and then his head slipped inside me and he stilled. And, oh God, the pain was mostly gone and in its place was the most amazing feeling of being completely filled by Edward, of feeling like he had completely consumed me.
“Oh, God, Edward. Oh, God… I’m going to come so hard…” The feeling of him stretching me so much and the vibrator was bringing me to another orgasm with the pain forgotten and I came so hard I was silent, my mouth open, my eyes clamped shut. I recovered slowly and looked up at him; he was biting his lip, barely controlling his movements, watching me. His legs were trembling behind mine.
“So you’re okay?" he asked with a smile in his voice, although his voice was strained.
“Yes," I breathed. “Please, Edward, more.”
He groaned at my words, rubbing more lube on his shaft and me before slowly pushing more into me, an inch at a time, taking it slowly to let my body adapt. His breathing was ragged and his face was frozen in concentration with the effort it took to not thrust in me all at once.
“Bella…” he whispered, his eyes heavy with lust.
“This feels so amazing…” I moaned.
Dirty Master
"Neither of us knew what to say. The experience of what we just shared clearly made us both feel a little shaken and overwhelmed. After about ten minutes, he picked me up off the floor and carried me gently into the bathroom, starting a hot shower for us. He washed me slowly, letting the water run down my body, gently rubbing soap on me. His mouth covered mine. We still had not spoken. Anything we said at this point would feel trite or obvious...
...The water started to cool. We had been in the shower for at least 45 minutes. Edward turned off the water and grabbed some towels for us and we wrapped ourselves and went and collapsed on the bed, our legs hanging over the side. We both stared at the ceiling.
“Um…” he laughed. “I don’t have words for what we just did.”
“You don’t have words? That says a lot about my tight little ass," I teased, looking over at him.
“Bella," he smiled at me knowingly. “I want to hear you try to tell me I don’t know the magic words.” He leaned over and tickled me. “Say it! Say ‘You’re the dirty Master, Edward.’ Tell me I’m your dirty Master.’”
“No!” I squealed. “I will not say that!” His fingers tickled me ruthlessly until I remembered who was stronger. I flipped him over and pinned him with my knees on his shoulders as he laughed up at me. I got lost in his eyes, those stupid gorgeous deep butterscotch eyes… and leaned down to bite his lip, hard. He yelped.
“You’re the dirty Master," I acquiesced. “You know the magic words.” I couldn’t lie.
He smiled smugly. “Your ass is amazing. There. Are we even?”
“Even," I laughed, falling down next to him on the bed."
Edward Had Porn
“I need to pick them up, fax them, and then I have a few accounting errands to run," he said vaguely.
I shrugged. “Okay. As long as you’re okay with me snooping through your drawers…”
He laughed at me, kissing me softly before standing up and grabbing a leather coat from his closet. “Snoop away.” He reached the door and turned back to me. “Oh, except…” he hesitated, biting his lip.
“What?” I asked, sitting up, my eyes open in curiosity and surprise.
“Well… just avoid the bottom drawer if you don’t want to see my porn stash," he smiled wickedly and then left the room.
Porn stash? Edward had porn? I wasn’t sure if I was totally turned on or totally disappointed at the idea of Edward having a drawer of porn. Jealousy raged through my veins. I decided I would avoid all bottom drawers in the room and have him throw everything away when he got home."
Speechless
"I took a deep breath and pulled out the photos. There were four. Each one was of me, asleep. One picture was of me sleeping on my back, the blankets thrown off to the side, my arms bent next to my head, one leg stretched out straight, the other bent at the knee and lifted to the side. My t-shirt rode up to my ribs, my white cotton underwear barely hiding my body beneath.
The second picture was of me sleeping on my stomach, one leg thrown over the blanket, the other covered by the blanket below my thigh, my arms up next to my head hugging my pillow. My ass was partially exposed from a magnificent wedgie I had managed to obtain from my lavender underwear in my sleep.
In the third picture I was curled up on my side, hugging a pillow, completely under the blankets, only my face and arms visible, my hair splayed out on the pillow underneath me. I had a smile on my face in my sleep. This picture was soft and bent in several places, almost as if it had been carried in a pocket for a long time.
The last picture made me throw my hand against my mouth. It was a picture of me sleeping on Edward’s chest, but the picture was a close up of my arm on his chest, my hand over his heart.
“I see you found my porn,” Edward said quietly from the doorway. I had been so absorbed I hadn’t heard the car, smelled him coming in the house.
I looked at him, speechless. “You took these.”
“Of course I took them," he laughed. “Who do you think took them?”
I was stunned and walked towards him, throwing my arms around his neck.
He kissed my neck softly. “These were the only things that kept me even somewhat sane when I left you.”
Starting Over via anntastic23
"I followed the instructions closely, still not sure where I was headed. It wasn’t until the last left turn that I realized where I was, Edward having guided me in through a back entrance he would know I wouldn’t have used. I laughed out loud, my still heart immediately flying into my chest with the realization of what Edward had planned. I pulled into a parking spot, letting the truck rumble to a stop, and looked up at the familiar building, covered in darkness, the woods dark and damp behind.
Forks High. We were starting over."
Review by MyNever:
"it really never seizes to amaze me how quickly you update! lol shoot, i haven't even had to time to review chapter 10 and already you put out chapter 11. so now i rush rush rush lol
i love that it's "our room" and "our rug", gosh that Edward sure knows how to make a girl feel at home. he wins a little more than points for bring that rug back to Forks. romantic Edward is my favourite!
i was dying to read about bella's dream coming true! i was curious to see if it'd be as thrilling as the other lemons and you did not disappoint. that lemon...was...EPIC! there is nothing else left for me to say about it...just EPIC!
when i read that Edward had a porn stash I felt completely guilty for wanting to know what was in it! ahh! it brought me back to this episode of Sex and the City where Miranda ends up finding her boyfriend's porn stash and finds out that he likes spanking, and when she does it to him he KNOWS that she snooped through his stuff and they break up...I was convinced that's what was going to happen so the entire time I was really hoping Edward wouldn't find out lol (cause of course, I'd rather have him not find out than actually learn the lesson to not snoop...I'm not crazy, I SWEAR!! JUST CURIOUS!!) anyways...that was just...*sigh* so sweet (and semi-creepy, though I really suppressed that part of my feelings) the pictures of Bella. My favourite?:
"The second picture was of me sleeping on my stomach, one leg thrown over the blanket, the other covered by the blanket below my thigh, my arms up next to my head hugging my pillow. My ass was partially exposed from a magnificent wedgie I had managed to obtain from my lavender underwear in my sleep" LMAO I DIED WHEN I READ THIS! hahahaha a wedgie! if that's not sexy, I don't know what is! and he proves just how perfect he is when he goes on to say:
"These were the only things that kept me even somewhat sane when I left you."
the idea of my lavender wedgie keeping Edward sane makes my heart melt and just chuckle and I LOVE IT!"
Great quote via many reviewers:
“These were the only things that kept me even somewhat sane when I left you.”
*Thank you anntastic23 for your help on Chapter 10.
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