Friday, August 3, 2012 | By: Drotuno

Coming Home Chapter 136 - Edward


Seattle... Friday, September 10, 2010 at 3:46 P.M.

"What are you doing?" Bella asked, but I could barely concentrate on the phone in my hand due to the copious amount of skin slowly being revealed in front of me.

Stepping forward, I put the phone to my ear. "Canceling our dinner reservations..."

I should've known better than to tease her while I was trying to talk on the phone, especially since it had been so damn long. The fact that she was getting her way and we were staying in caused a wicked smile to curl up the corners of her mouth. Not that I hadn't considered forgetting all about the restaurant the very second we stepped foot in the elevator.

My voice cracked like I was thirteen when someone finally picked up the line at the restaurant because not only had Bella unbuttoned my shirt, but suddenly, she was on her knees in front of me, my belt undone and my fly slowly being unzipped. Even my fucking boots were untied. It was like my brain had stopped functioning altogether. I opened my mouth to speak actual words to the girl on the other end of the line, but nothing came out except a harsh exhale from me because Bella's hand had wrapped around my aching cock over the outside of my boxers.

"Fuck it," I growled, ending the call and tossing my phone to the chair beside the bed. "They'll fucking figure it out when we don't show," I mumbled, shirking out of my fatigue shirt and tugging my T-shirt off over my head.

Bella giggled against my stomach, but my eyes rolled back when her fingers delved into the waistband of my underwear – underwear that had a giant-ass red bow printed on the front – pushing and shoving until I'd kicked out of everything. That left my girl in the sweetest-looking bra and panties I'd ever seen – or maybe I'd just missed seeing her wear them in person. Bella was in pale pink, with black lacy shit around the edges, and she was too far away. I couldn't touch.

"Christ, Bella," I breathed, cupping her face to bring her to me, but she wouldn't budge. "You don't... This weekend is about you, beautiful."

My girl smirked, causing a shudder to wrack my frame when she lightly dragged her lips up my shaft, barely making contact, but I felt it every-fucking-where.

"And I want to suck your cock, Edward. Are you denying me that?" she countered, her voice so fucking sexy and soft and teasing.

Before I could answer, her mouth wrapped around me and sank slowly down, warm and wet and fucking phenomenal. My head fell back, my hands sank deep within dark, silky curls, and I forgot my fucking name. In all reality, she was probably doing us both a favor, because I was going to come so fucking fast. As the fire built deep down in my stomach, I finally looked down to lock with dark brown eyes. I could see the same want, the same need that matched my own, and I could see just how much she loved me. It radiated from her touch, her eyes, her silent urges to make me move.

"Goddamn, I've missed your mouth on me," I panted, squeezing my eyes closed, but I knew there wasn't much more of her sweet mouth I could take.

She hummed around me, and I lost it. A string of curses left my mouth when she swallowed hard, taking everything that spilled from me.

Bella looked rather proud of herself when I finally could see straight, and I reached down to pick her up, tossing her sweet ass into the middle of the bed. It caused the sweetest of giggles to escape her.

"You think I'm done, sexy girl?" I asked, crawling up to brace myself over her. Her head fell back with her laughter, and I nipped and licked at her neck. I couldn't help but smile at the pure happy sound coming from her – a far cry from how she'd been the last few conversations we'd had. Brushing her hair from her face, I gazed down at her. "I think you're even more beautiful than the last time I saw you," I whispered the truth, my brow furrowing.

"I can't believe how much I missed you," she whispered back, leaning up to kiss my lips softly.

"I know, baby. Me, too," I said, finally just losing myself in her.

What started as something fun and teasing shifted slowly into heated and desperate. With every sweep and swirl of our tongues, every finger digging into my back, my shoulders, my ass, and with every sweet unstoppable moan, my hands gripped and pulled, cupped and caressed. I tried to work around the cups of her bra, but really, the thing was just in the fucking way. Without breaking from Bella's sweet lips, I rolled us to our sides, finally unhooking that damn thing, leaving my dog tags right where they belonged – between her sweet breasts.

"Off, dammit!" I growled against her mouth, pulling back just enough so that she could frantically reach up and snatch it off, tossing it somewhere into the room.

"Get back here," she ordered, smiling at my dark chuckle as her fingers tried to weave into my short hair to pull me back on top of her. "You're so growing that shit back out, Edward."

"Yes, ma'am," I answered without even giving it a second thought, grinning evilly at the sexy-as-hell sound she made when my hand finally cupped a breast fully. "Mm, boy, did I miss these..."

Slipping down a little on her body, I pinched and teased one nipple while my mouth latched onto the other, laving my tongue, scraping my teeth, finally sucking it hard into my mouth, all to watch her eyes roll back, her back arch, and her hips roll heavily against mine.

I was so fucking hard for her again, it wasn't even funny, and for a split second, I wondered if my body would always react this way to her.

Dragging my lips down her belly, I grinned, swirling my tongue inside her navel. "Oh, sweet girl... I think I need to mark you again. Don't you?" I asked, gripping each side of her pretty pink and black panties. "I think my special spot looks awfully bare without it..."

"Edward, please..." she huffed, lifting her hips when I slipped her underwear slowly down, only to toss them somewhere behind me.

"Tell me, love," I commanded, swirling my tongue along her bikini line and smiling when her whole body arched. Forcing her hips back down, I sucked hard on her skin, making sure to place a kiss to my mark when it was done. She called my name again, and I glanced up at her pained expression. "You have to tell me, Isabella," I crooned, spreading her legs and leaning down to inhale the pure essence of her – musky, earthy, but floral all at the same time.

I wanted to fucking eat her alive, because I could see how wet she was for me, but small firm hands pulled at my shoulders, my face, my biceps.

"I want you..." she grunted out, her body writhing in the most graceful of waves. "Inside, baby...please..."

"Don't you dare beg," I whispered, scooting up to her face at the same time my hand palmed her fiery hot pussy possessively. My voice was almost a husky growl as I continued with, "Ever," before my mouth met hers again at the same time I sank two fingers deep inside of her.

Seeing her pussy and feeling it were two completely different levels of heaven – or hell...I wasn't sure which – because seeing it wet and swollen and wanting was sexy as all hell; feeling it tightly grip my fingers and knowing my dick was about to sink into her was another. My cock twitched hard in want of her.

"No," she protested, gripping at my hand. "You...Edward. Inside..."

Shifting a little, I lined myself up at her entrance, pressing my forehead to hers as I slowly slid deep within her.

"Fuck," I breathed, my eyes locking with hers. "Oh, feel so fucking good."

Bella's mouth hung open as she breathed heavily, her hands cupping my face. She was sin and sex, beauty and love, all wrapped around me with smooth skin and strong legs. And for the first time in months, I felt whole again.

Sinking my fingers into her hair at the base of her skull, I kissed down to the spot behind her ear that I knew drove her crazy at the same time I pulled almost all the way out of her. Pushing back in, I started a deep and slow rhythm, whispering everything I'd missed since she'd left.

Bella wrapped her arms all the way around my head to hold me tight against her neck. Her walls clenched down around me, and I knew she was close.

Dragging my teeth along her soft skin only to suckle lightly, I whispered, "Let go for me, Bella."

I couldn't help but smile against her flesh when her body obeyed me instantly. Fuck, she was just stunning when she came – skin that flushed all the way from her cheeks down her chest to her navel, a neck that arched back to the pillow, and dark eyes that rolled back into her head, all while my name spilled beautifully from her lips into my ear.

"Hold on, love," I panted, sitting back on my knees and grasping her hips.

Nothing was as stunning as Bella stretched out in front of me, as perfect as watching my cock move in and out of her and as her breasts moved with every thrust I gave her. She grabbed the headboard, her teeth sinking down onto her bottom lip as I pulled her hips to mine over and over. My thumb sought out her clit.

"Another one, baby. Give it to me," I commanded, gritting my teeth when her heels dug into my ass.

I knew I wouldn't make it through another of her climaxes. She squeezed too tightly, felt too fucking good for me to survive it. As soon as her legs gripped my thighs harder and her head fell back, her breathing coming out in short bursts, I let go at the same time she did. Both of us cried out, and I fell back over her, bracing my arms on either side of her head when my breathing completely stopped as her pussy milked me.

"Don't move, don't move," Bella panted, wrapping herself around me and pulling me down to her.

"'Kay," I said, allowing most of my weight to settle on her. "I'll squish you."

"Don't care," she said with a small shrug of her shoulder.

I chuckled softly, dropping kisses to her cheek, her nose, and finally her lips. Gazing down at her, I whispered, "Love you."

"Love you, too," she said back, giving me my favorite smile as her teeth latched onto her bottom lip. "I'm so glad you're here."

"I see that," I teased, grinning when she giggled because it caused absolutely sensational things to happen to our bodies. "I missed you, and I figured I owed you a birthday surprise..."

She grinned, leaning up to press her lips to mine. "Lucky me. Sorry about dinner..."

"I'm not," I said, smiling crookedly and shrugging a shoulder. I trailed the backs of my fingers along her cheek. "I should really cancel that reservation. Room service?"

"Yeah," she agreed with a nod and another kiss to my lips. "I didn't eat much lunch, and I can imagine you're starving after traveling..."

"Yeah, but I still want to spoil you. Do you think you can refrain from touching long enough for me to set that up, sweet girl?" I chuckled.

She sighed, rolling her eyes, but dramatically said, "I'll try, babe. But I'm not making any promises."

I laughed, kissed her lips, and pulled out of her embrace. "I suppose that'll have to do. Don't move," I growled, pointing a finger to her.

She laughed, holding up her hands in a sign of surrender. "Yes...Sarge."

Shaking my head at just how much that drove me crazy, I scooted off the bed and grabbed my phone to finish what I'd tried to do earlier. Though, from the hungry look in her eye, I wasn't sure how far I'd get.



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