CBWR? Chapter 66

Author’s notes:

Sorry I didn’t get one out yesterday.  Between soccer games there was…driving to another soccer game.  Hard to write and drive.  Here’s a early one, though!  I should have another out tonight.

Well…no shit.

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Chapter 66

The sweet taste of her mouth and the feeling of her fingers tangled in my hair were my sole points of focus.  Everything about the guy following us, the all day trip through multiple countries, and the subsequent paranoia over who Lee Stephens might really be was forgotten.  Bella was the only thing in my world.

 Again, I had to wonder why I had never really considered just kissing to be all that interesting.  I did it, since the women I had been with seemed to want it, but it was only the means to an end – not something to be enjoyed in its own right.

But with Bella, everything was different.

I sucked her bottom lip into my mouth, licking along its edge before releasing it and moving to her chin, down her throat, and to the little indentation at the bottom of her neck.  I kissed her there, licked her, and then moved over to her shoulder. 

Bella’s grip in my hair guided me back to her mouth, where I went happily. 

As I kissed her, I could feel her hands running up my arms, over my shoulders, down my back, and back around to my chest.  I loved the feeling of her hands on me.  Her touch was so soft and gentle, and I almost couldn’t feel it through my shirt.  I wanted to take the damn thing off, and immediately started second guessing myself on how good of an idea that was.

She wanted me.  I could feel it.  Other women had wanted to have sex with me because I was attractive or rich or whatever, but this didn’t feel the same. 

I wanted her.  Well…no shit.

I pulled away from her a bit and looked down at her.  Her hands roamed up my sides and over my face.  She pulled my face back down to hers, and I felt the edge of her teeth catch hold of my lip, which made me moan.

She giggled, tilted my head with her hands, and kissed up the side of my jaw.  Once she got to my ear, she made her way back down my neck, and kissed my Adam’s apple.

I opened my eyes and looked down to her, trying to figure out why she was so blurry.

“Edward?”  Bella’s eyes narrowed at me.  “Are you all right?”

I tried to answer, but my words became all garbled.  I rolled to my side and wrapped my arms around her to pull her to my chest.  She smelled good.

“Edward.”  Bella’s voice change a little.  She sounded like she was…scolding me?  “Did you sleep on the trains at all?”

“No,” I managed to mumble back.  Now that she had said the word sleep, I had a pretty good idea what was wrong with me.  It’s like it was a magic word, and just her utterance was enough to put me out.  “Had to…watch.”

“You look like you are going to pass out,” Bella said. 

I was going to argue with her, but my head had gone all fuzzy, along with my logic.  It was also getting harder to open my eyes, even though looking at her was definitely something I wanted to do.  Some little, still working part of my brain told me I hadn’t been to sleep in over forty eight hours, and then insisted I go find a Starbucks.  I wasn’t so sure that was a good idea.

I felt Bella’s hand on my face, slowly stroking the ends of her fingers from the top of my head, along my hairline, down over my jaw, and then back again.  She repeated te movement, and I could feel myself smile a little.

“That feels good,” I told her.  My speech was all garbled, and I wondered if she could even understand what I was saying. 

“Go to sleep, Edward,” Bella whispered back to me.  I felt her lips against my forehead, and then her hand was gone.

“Don’t stop,” I frowned.  I managed to open my eyes just a crack, but then they closed again.

“Don’t stop what?” Bella asked.

It was harder to speak coherently than it was to move, so my hand grabbed for her hand and placed it against my face again.  I rolled against her, tucking my head into the space between her neck and shoulder.  I heard Bella laugh quietly, but her fingers began to stroke my face again, so I was happy.

It was okay to be happy for a minute, right?

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Chapter end notes:

Awww…isn’t that cute? 

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I know, they still aren't getting any.  Remember - these chapters are short!  They still got a little while.  If they don't do it until chapter 84, we're still only talking about...what?  Thursday?  LOL

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