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"Come on Bella you're being ridiculous. Let me help!"
"Alice, no" I garbled out. My flushed face was firmly planted in a pillow, as it had been for the past, most horribly embarrassing five minutes of my life.
"Bella, I didn't peek a lot, I promise. I just caught enough glimpses to know that a little help from a supportive sister will hurry things along."
I peeked up to find her smiling encouragingly at me. I quickly buried my head back into the pillow and sighed resignedly. "This is so embarrassing."
"Yay! So you'll let me help!"
I threw the pillow at her. "I didn't say that."
"But you will. So," she drew out annoyingly, "first things first, how far are you hoping to progress this thing physically with Edward?"
Her serious diplomatic phrasing would have been comical had it not been for the embarrassing subject matter. I knew she was talking prudishly for my benefit. I'd learned that her repertoire of curse-words rivaled even Emmett's.
"Umm, look Alice I don't really feel comfortable…"
"Where exactly do you want it? Inside your mouth or other places?" she interrupted frankly, "I need to know what you're ready for so we can proceed with our plan?"
"Other places?" I asked. She looked pointedly between my legs. "Oh!" I exclaimed.
Can anyone die of embarrassment?
I took a deep breath to collect myself as Alice waited impatiently for a response.
"Ali I don't want to plot or anything. I would appreciate whatever advice you have to give, but there will be no super-secret operation."
"Darn!" she exclaimed. "I was looking forward to that part. I had the name picked out and everything!" Her happy twinkling eyes however told me that she had seen my response coming. I briefly wondered if the outrageous comments were solely to get me out of my shell. Probably.
"I just need to find a way to get him to at least try," I began, "to trust that he won't hurt me if we're careful."
"I hear you Bells," she uttered sympathetically. "I've got a few ideas."
Her enthusiastic explanations proceeded to take up the rest of the morning and most of the day.
A few days later
Isabella has been driving me crazy in the past few days. I can't quite put my finger on it, but something in the dynamic of our relationship has shifted. Somehow the impossible has happened and I've come to want her even more than I ever have. Her kisses are more suggestive, her moans more desperate, the erotic way she now moves her body against mine is pushing me to the brink of insanity. As if the upsurge of lust wasn't enough to keep me contemplative, small shifts in her behavior were throwing me for a loop also.
The most puzzling of which occurred last night, when the godforsaken tank and virgin panties made their reappearance.
My fingers hooked under the lace-edged panties to caress her delicate hip-bones.
"Oh, Edward," she groaned against my lips. My finger slipped further inside her panties as she writhed firmly on top of me.
The intoxicating scent of her arousal swirled heavily around us at the movement. I registered the heady mixture of freesia and lust and dark deep pleasure surged inside my gut. I struggled to suppress a whimper.
Bella's small hands found their way inside my shirt, so her fingernails could scrape along my abs. She sucked my bottom lip inside her warm mouth, "Edward," she repeated.
"Yes baby?" I groaned around her lips. My breaths were coming out short and heavy at her touch.
She answered by lifting my turtle-neck up my heaving chest. I recognized her intention and quickly discarded the offending material onto the floor. I gently pulled her toward my now naked torso. I was content to continue kissing her for the rest of the night, but she promptly released my lips.
Bella kissed along the side of my mouth and I groaned in protest.
She soothingly licked my clenched jaw and I felt my cock harden.
Still she continued the maddening grinding motions of her hips against me.
Small butterfly kisses trailed down my neck to my Adam's apple to which she gave an erotic open mouthed kiss.
And then,she bit me.
And I swear I see red as an animalistic growl rips from my throat and I feel my cock leak. Simultaneously and unconsciously, one of my hands grabbed at the back of her tank top to decimate both of her straps, while the other roughly positioned her hips so that her hot center rested right on top of my dripping cock.
"Oh dear God, that feels so good baby." I groaned and lifted my hips to grind against her wet center.
But I halt my motions and the red haze disappears when I hear her father mutter incoherently then wake up across the hall.
As soon as I feel the blissful pleasure of Edward's substantial manhood pressed against where I needed him most, he freezes.
I lift my lips from his delicious skin. "Don't stop."
"Charlie," he whispers in a strained voice tilting his head towards the door, "he woke up from the noise," Edward paused to listen then continued, "and now he's trying to go back to sleep."
I sighed in relief.
"And so should you Bella, it's nearly one o' clock."
I look at the clock above the bed briefly. "Ok," I answer with a smile and pressed a short kiss to his moist lips. Then I move to snuggle under the bed-covers beside him. I'm careful to prevent the now strapless tank top material from leaving its precarious position atop my breasts. From the corner of my eye I can see that Edward is briefly surprised at my response, most likely expecting me to protest. The flash of disappointment in his eyes almost provokes me to smirk, but I resist the temptation.
Alice was so right.
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