Author’s notes:
Yay!!! Blogger back up! Hopefully, they will test out there code changes a little more thoroughly next time. Shall I bore you with a lot of author’s blah blah blah, or get on with the smut? Yeah, I figured…
Seriously, though - 80??? 80 Chapters?? Geez!!!
“I want it to be right.”
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Chapter 80
She lay down in the middle of the heart.
All I could do was stare at her.
It wasn’t just how fucking hot she looked lying on the bed, waiting for me to climb in and take her virginity. It wasn’t the little voice inside my man bits that wanted to become a lot better acquainted with her lady bits. It wasn’t even the nervousness I felt from the sheer responsibility of making her come – first time or not.
It was the waves of tension washing over my skin, through the muscles of my arms and legs, up and down my spine, and even behind my eyes. It was the brutal need to just be in her presence, not matter what we were doing. It was wanting nothing more than to just look at her until I dropped dead from starvation or scurvy or rickets or something.
What the hell are rickets, anyway?
Bella smiled slyly, and then raised her arms up over her head, laying them against the pillow as she stretched out her body. The image was stunning, and I was stunned. Soon after the shock wore off, I started to panic.
Even though I had done this before – even though I had seen her before – I had known I wasn’t going to be taking it any farther then. Knowing apparently made all the difference, because I was now just about as freaked out as I could be.
“Edward.” Bella’s soft voice broke through my thoughts, and I met her gaze. “Come here.”
She used her finger to beckon me, and I tried to keep my eyes focused on hers as I climbed into the bed and lay my head on the pillow next to hers. She reached over with her hand to touch the side of my face, and I felt myself relax a little into her touch. Not a lot, but at least enough to pull my thoughts back together.
“Why are you worried?” Bella asked.
“I want it to be right.”
Her fingers grazed my jaw.
“It will be.”
When I met her eyes again, I could just tell she meant it. She had complete faith in me, though I was pretty sure that was as misguided as it could possibly be.
She leaned closer and took my mouth with hers, licking across my lip before sucking it into her mouth. We kissed slowly but deeply until Bella finally broke for air. I didn’t think I needed any – I was quite sure I could just live off of Bella – oxygen could become secondary. Her fingers scraped my jaw again as she smiled at me. I took a deep breath, deciding that if she could have that kind of confidence in me, I’d better be prepared to prove her right.
“I’ll go slow,” I told her.
Bella only nodded in response.
I propped myself up on one elbow so I could use my other hand to just touch her. My fingers slid down over her shoulder, across each of her collarbones and over her breasts. I only touched her lightly – and I felt her shiver under my fingertips.
“Are you cold?” I asked, glancing over at the slightly opened window, which was letting in cool fall breezes.
“No,” she said quietly. “I’m fine.”
Nodding, I cupped one of her breasts in my hand, lifting it up a little and marveling at how well it fit in my hand. I drew circles around her nipples, watching them pucker and harden under the sensation. Just seeing them do that was making me harder by the second, but I tried to forget about that and concentrate on her.
I wanted it to be good for her.
With one finger, I made a trail from the spot right between her breasts down to her navel, circled it, and then ran the backs of my fingers from one hip to the other. My fingers grazed over the top of where her pubic hair used to be. Bella’s legs shifted a little, and she pushed her thighs together. I smiled, realizing exactly what she was doing.
“Do you want me to touch you again?” I asked.
“Yes.” Her breathy whisper was all the encouragement I needed.
Her skin was so soft and smooth without any hair down there anymore, and for a minute I just palmed her right above her clit, feeling her smooth skin against mine. When her hips lifted up, I let my fingers drift lower and between her legs, which she moved apart a little. There was already a little moisture when I felt down between her pussy lips, spreading her open with two of my fingers while the third ran up and down her slit.
“Oh God, Edward…that feels so good.”
I put the tip of my finger inside of her a bit, pushing it in and out slowly until more went in easily. Once all of it was in, I pulled it out and ran the wetness over her clit, causing her to gasp. I moved down lower – wanting to get better access – and ran both of my hands up her thighs and over her hips before my hand went back between her legs, slowing pushing into her, coming back to rub her clit, and then delving inside again.
With my finger still inside her, and my thumb pressing lightly down on her clit, my mouth went searching for the skin on her side. I pulled my finger out, and then slowly pushed two back inside of her again. I kissed her hipbone, then over to her navel, where I tongued her, eliciting a giggle. Her hand went to my head, and her fingers latched onto my hair. I looked up at her and found her staring back at me with her lip stuck between her teeth. My fingers were so wet with her juices, and I wanted to pull them out and suck on them. I wanted to replace my fingers with my tongue and feel her come all over my face.
“I want to taste you,” I told her, and her eyes went wide.
Shit.
She said she never wanted to do oral again…did she mean this, too? She looked upset, worried, maybe even panicked, and I thought she was going to end up actually puncturing her lower lip with her teeth. Shit, shit, shit.
I must have fucked this up already, right?
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Chapter end notes:
So…is she going to let him go down on her? Shall we hold a poll? Shall she hold his pole? Shall she sell sea shells by the sea shore?
Shall I shut up?
Next chapter…um…soon!
