Wednesday, March 2, 2016 | By: Drotuno

The Student Body Chapter 7 & Pic

Chapter 7 – Focus
Bella
The water was steamy hot as I let it run over my head and face. I jumped a little when a knock sounded on the bathroom door.
“Swan… Food’s here,” Edward called from the other side.
“’Kay, I’ll be out in a second.”
My body was deliciously sore in all the right places. My skin felt like a livewire everywhere Edward had touched me a little over an hour prior. We’d driven back from the campus in my car, and we were both very quiet, but Edward’s hand had stayed firmly in mine the whole way. Despite what we’d done and said to each other, I didn’t feel the awkwardness that could’ve surrounded us. Hell, bringing sex into any relationship sometimes brought nerves and awkward feelings, but not this, not us. And as I pulled on my underwear, I cracked a smile at myself in the mirror, remembering Edward’s reaction to them in the lab. A small, quiet laugh escaped me as I pulled on a pair of his sweat pants that I’d stolen from him ages ago, along with a long T-shirt.
I stepped out into my living room to see Edward had run across the hall to his own apartment to shower and change. He was in his green athletic shorts and a USF T-shirt, his hair still damp. At least our comfort level around each other wouldn’t change. This was the usual lounging attire for Chinese delivery and couch-potato activities.
He gestured to the kitchen counter where all the delivery boxes were spread out. Raising an eyebrow at me, he asked, “What’s with the smugness, Swan?”
I laughed, shaking my head. “I’m just…” I paused, picking up a plate. “I don’t know. Ignore me, Cullen.”
The plate was swiftly and gently removed from my hand, and I found myself lifted and planted on top of the other side of the kitchen counter. Edward’s face was directly in front of mine, his eyes dark and slightly teasing. I couldn’t stop from wrapping my legs around his hips.
His hands cupped either side of my face and pulled my lips to his. Instantly, I lost myself to him, and I wondered for a moment if it would always be this way or if we’d level off eventually.
“You should be smug, Bella,” he said softly against my mouth, his gaze locking with mine when his forehead thumped to my own. “You were fucking gorgeous today. And how long has it been since you had three orgasms?”
My laugh snorted out of me in the ugliest and funniest laugh ever made, and my head fell back. “At one time, Edward?”
“Yes,” he breathed against my neck, but I could feel his smile on my skin.
“Never.”
He popped back up, making me look him in the eye. “You’re lying.” When I shook my head seriously, it was his smug smile that lit up the room. “But I did?” he verified, and I nodded slowly. “Seriously, no one took care of you like that? Ever?”
It was a serious question coming from him. I could see it in his face. I knew when he was being silly and flirty and just plain funny, but this was an honest question to which I shook my head no in answer.
“Good,” he said roughly, pulling my mouth back to his, and he kissed me until I essentially forgot my own name. “Then my plan to spoil you is already working.”
Grinning, I let out a light laugh. “Then let me eat, Cullen. I’m starving. You did that, too.”
His smile was wide and carefree. “Fair enough, Swan.”
Edward set me gently back down onto the floor, and we filled our plates, taking a seat on my sofa. Usually, the TV would go on and we’d lose ourselves in one show or another, but he didn’t reach for the remote like usual. Instead, he turned my way.
“You really want me to go home to Washington with you? Spring break, I mean?”
My eyebrows shot up, but I nodded as I slowly swallowed a bite of eggroll. “Yeah, I mean…you don’t have to, but…”
He nodded, shifting food around on his plate with a fork, but he didn’t look up at me. “Jake was drunk, Bella. The time he came to visit you. He was kinda trashed, and you were talking with some friends outside at that party we went to, and he… There was a girl who was flirting with him. He was too wasted to know what the hell he was doing. I couldn’t let him do that to you, so I threatened his ass.” He glanced over at me. “I didn’t tell you, because… Fuck, that would’ve hurt you so bad. I mean, I could tell you really cared about the guy. And you were still homesick, you know?”
I nodded, smiling down at my plate.
“Who… How’d you find out? Did he call you or something?”
“My dad.” I laughed when Edward’s gaze snapped up to mine. “Yeah, apparently Jake confessed everything, thinking you told on him. That’s why he never called me again, except to break up on a voice mail.”
Edward snorted hard, shaking his head. “What a tool.” His face scrunched up a bit. “And someone’s marrying him?”
“Well, he’s been with her for a while, and now she’s pregnant.”
“Of course, she is,” he replied with a laugh. He took a bite of food, chewing and swallowing before looking over at me. “And you want to go to the wedding?”
“No.” I laughed, getting up from the sofa. “Beer?”
“Please.”
“No, I want to see my dad. I don’t think I’m going to have time this summer to see him. Spring break may be my only chance to go home before internships and stuff, you know?” I grabbed two beers from the fridge and handed him one once I was back in the living room. “Unfortunately, I’ll have to attend the wedding while there.”
Edward opened his beer and took a long drink from it, and I tried my best not to watch his throat, his mouth, never mind his tongue when he licked the flavor off his lips. And in order to distract myself, I focused on my plate, taking a few bites and then babbling stupidly.
“You know, Dad thought we were already…”
Edward laughed, setting his plate down, and he took mine away, too. Pulling me to him, he fell to the back of the sofa for a moment and cupped my face. “Jesus Christ, everyone saw it but us,” he said through a soft laugh. “My parents, your dad, Jasper…even Tanya.”
That last one had me sitting up. “No, she didn’t.”
“Yes, she did.” He chuckled again, but this time, he pulled me across his lap so that I was straddling him. “She either read my face like a damn book, or you must’ve said something at some point, because she knew the minute we shook hands. Bella, she called me your Edward.”
Narrowing my eyes at him, I tried to think of past conversations I’d had with Tanya. The only thing I could think of was a night we’d gone out drinking. She’d flirted with a couple of guys, but I hadn’t been interested. When she’d asked why, I couldn’t give her an answer. It was shortly after Mike and I had broken up. But I remembered Edward had been texting me, and she’d asked who made me smile that way. I’d told her, and she’d said go for it. My only reply had been, “He doesn’t see me that way.”
“Oh.” I locked gazes with Edward, who was smirking my way, and he raised an eyebrow up. “God, how’d she remember that shit?” I asked rhetorically. “We were hungover as hell the next day.”
His laugh was soft, his eyes warm as he raked his fingers through my hair. “Remember what, Swan?”
I told him about going out with her not long after breaking up with Mike and what had been said, and his smile fell, but his eyes stayed warm and sweet. Looking at him right then while still feeling the effects of all that we’d done in that lab earlier, I could see my best friend, but I could see just how easy it could be to fall in love with him. And I was damned close already. It wouldn’t take much, and that seemed to scare the shit out of me at the same time I felt myself scoot closer and closer to him.
Warm, strong arms wrapped around me, but Edward didn’t seem to question why I was looking at him the way I was right at that moment. His brow did furrow a little, though.
“What, baby?”
I shook my head. “I don’t know. I’m scared about this.”
“What scares you?”
I broke my gaze from his eyes and focused on running my fingers through his almost dry hair. “I don’t want to lose anything we had before today. But now that it’s out there, I can’t…”
“You can’t reel it back in.”
“Yes, exactly! You, too?”
“Fuck, yes,” he whispered, slipping his hand into my hair and pulling my mouth to his.
He kissed me thoroughly, deeply, like he couldn’t stop, and I didn’t want him to stop. Ever. I moaned shamelessly when I felt him hard again between my legs. However, he slowed us down, placing his hands flat on either side of my face in order to pull me back just a little.
“Bella, there are no cameras now. Not here, but I said it back in the lab, and I’ll say it again here. Hell, I’ll fucking say it every damn day… This won’t end now that your thesis is recorded. We’ve never lied to each other before, so I’m not lying to you now. Us…this… I think it could be really fucking amazing. A wise man once told me… It’s your best friend that you keep.
“I’m scared, too, Bella. But it’s because I don’t want to mess up. Not this. It’s too important,” he whispered the last sentence, but he gripped my hips gently. “Feel that?” he asked, his voice dangerously low, like how he’d spoken to me in the lab. He shifted his hips beneath me, grinding his erection in the perfect spot.
“Y-Yes,” I answered breathlessly. How I could want him again was mindboggling.
“As much as I want you again, Swan,” he breathed against my lips, “this thing…the food, the couch, this apartment… Just hanging out with you, just simply being with you is just as important. Understand?”
And right there was when I knew I’d completely fall head over heels for him in no time flat. Hell, I could feel it happening as he brushed light kisses to my lips, with a strong arm locked around my waist to keep me close.
My forehead fell to his with that realization, and I nodded against him. “Yeah, Edward, I understand.”
“Good. Now, can we eat? I’m a starving man, Swan, and you’re gonna need your strength.”
“Arrogant ass,” I said with a laugh, but before I got off his lap I grabbed his face. “Did you get extra sweet and sour sauce, Cullen?”
“Pfft, just what kind of man do you think I am?!” He rolled his eyes, waving toward the kitchen. “It’s up there.”
“You’re the best.” I kissed him roughly and scrambled off his lap.
“So you told me,” he countered pompously, grinning my way, but his eyes darkened and narrowed as I walked back to the sofa with my cup of extra sauce. “Are you… What’s… Are you wearing something as wicked as before under all that?” He gestured to the sweats and T-shirt.
“Maybe,” I sang, sitting down next to him, but when he reached for my shirt, I knocked his hand away playfully. “Eat, Cullen. You’ll need your strength, too.”
~ooo~TSB~ooo~
Edward
I wasn’t sure what brought me up out of the foggy haze of sleep more – the sunlight beaming in the window or the hard-on that was throbbing between my legs. But the feel of warmth and wetness wrapping around my dick caused my eyes to snap open.
A glance down my body caused my eyes roll back into my head. “Oh, my sweet fucking hell,” I hissed as Bella’s mouth engulfed my cock completely. When she hummed around me, I moaned shamelessly. “Easy, beautiful… I really need that to last.”
I couldn’t stop myself from shifting up on my elbows to watch her. Dark-brown eyes gazed up at me from between my legs as her tongue did wicked things to my cock. When her hands got into the game, I just about shot off the bed.
The last forty-eight hours had been this kind of debauchery. We’d opened up a side of ourselves that couldn’t be put back. There was no suppressing it. If I’d thought the time in the lab was hot, was a test in trust and friendship, nothing had prepared me for the weekend we’d spent in her apartment. We were us – the two people we’d always been – but we were more. We watched TV, ate food, drank some beers. We’d even studied a little, but there were moments – just like this one – where the more came out. And more was fucking amazing.
Normal lounging on the couch turned into a kiss or two…or a nonstop make-out session that had me taking her hard on the sofa. Our usual banter, that stupid and snarky back-and-forth thing we did had me reaching for her and stripping her out of my sweat pants and T-shirt just to see what she’d hidden underneath. And she had hidden some deadly shit – something pink and silky and barely there.
But this was different. Waking up to Bella’s sexy-as-hell lips wrapped around my dick was the way I wanted to be woken up every damn day for a century. Fuck, she felt so damned good.
When I’d begged her, pleaded with her to do the experiment with me, I’d never expected to take us back to her place and feel…this. I’d been in long-term relationships before, and I’d had amazing sex, but nothing felt like this. This was comfort and ease. This was laughter and kisses that didn’t stop. And there was an encouragement for what we’d always had as our life goals. I’d called this a test when I’d told her we’d see where it all lead after the lab, but we’d far surpassed my expectations. When I glanced down at her again, I finally reached for her, pushing her hair away from her beautiful face as my eyes took in the sight of those lips and tongue on me.
“Bella, c’mere. That feels fucking amazing, but I… Fuck, baby, I just want you…”
Bella crawled slowly up my body, licking her lips, but her smile was sexy and wickedly. “That thing kept poking at me, so I thought I’d better help it out.”
“Yeah, well, he’s a selfish thing, but I think I can convince him to work with me. I apologize on his behalf; he tends to take things to an aggressive level.”
Grinning at her beautiful giggle, I guided her up my body to straddle my waist as I took that sweet ass into both hands and squeezed. Her hands braced on my bare shoulders, and she gazed down at me. My heart pounded in my chest, because my feelings for her were pretty much set in stone prior to ever touching her. Now, I was completely ruined.
“I can’t go back, Bella,” I whispered. “I don’t want to.”
She nodded fervently, placing her hands on either side of my face and leaning in to press her lips to mine.
“Me, either. Fuck, Edward,” she groaned when my hips shifted beneath her and my cock glided through the wetness of her pussy. Jesus, she was hot and wet and ready just from a damn blowjob. “I know we have class…”
“Yeah,” I agreed halfheartedly, lifting her up to guide myself inside her. “We may be late…”
~ooo~TSB~ooo~
The only sounds that could be heard were the repetitive thump of sneakers on the pathway and steady breathing. Jasper and I kept a good pace through the park, slowing down to a walk toward our usual benches.
It had been a couple of weeks since I’d had a chance to run with him. Some of it had been on me, with the clinic and classes, not to mention Bella – I’d stayed damn busy. And Jasper had been no better. He was working toward taking the Bar soon, but apparently things had worked out between him and Alice Brandon, because they were now pretty much inseparable. Today was an open day for me. No classes, no clinic, and Bella needed to start editing her thesis film, so she was holed up in her apartment with her laptop – a thought that made me lose pace and my sneaker to snag on absolutely nothing. But I smiled nonetheless.
“Knee?” Jasper asked.
“No,” I said through a chuckle. “I’m just… Never mind.”
Jasper didn’t know about Bella’s thesis; he only knew that we were now together. Like…together, together. I rolled my eyes at that because I sounded like a pussy in my own mind, but damn it all, I’m not sure things could get any better. Well, maybe one thing would make it better, but I wasn’t sure if it was too soon.
Jasper’s smile was crooked and half-ass, but he nodded. “Dude, you look like you’re about to fart sunshine. Stuff must be hella good for you. And just how is Bella these days?”
I cracked up at how he put it, but I walked to the bench across from his, stretching my leg and adjusting the Velcro on my knee brace. Finally, I pulled my T-shirt off and wiped my sweaty face with it.
“She’s good.” I laughed again when he shot an accusatory eyebrow up at me. “Okay, she’s fucking amazing. Better?”
“Well, it’s more honest, anyway.”
“Your questioning tactics need to change before you start cross examining people on the stand, asshole. I’m not sure the bitch-brow is allowed. Can the court reporter even transcribe that shit?”
The fucker grinned, but he shrugged a shoulder as he wiped his face. “And you need a better bedside manner, Dr. Cullen.”
“My bedside manner is just fine. I just call bullshit when I see it. And you don’t count.”
He chuckled, nodding a little.
“Since you’re all nosy and shit… How’s Alice?” I asked him, leaning back on the bench with my arms along the back.
“She’s good,” he replied, cracking up when I flipped him off for answering me the same way. “Actually, I really want you and Bella to meet her.”
Internally, I winced, but I said, “Yeah, sure. Definitely.”
I wasn’t sure if Alice had told him about what she’d volunteered for with Bella’s experiment, but I’d let Bella handle that part of it. Essentially, the video was all anonymous, so no one had to really know anything.
“We’ll set it up. Dinner or drinks or something,” he said, sitting forward. “You got plans for spring break?”
My grin was ridiculously wide as I nodded. “Yeah, Bella wants me to go with her back to Washington to see her dad. And her asshole ex is getting married, so she’s invited.”
“Ex? You mean that fucker from way back who you almost beat the shit out of at that party?”
I laughed and nodded. “That same one.”
“Dude, and you’re going? To the wedding, I mean.” he asked, and I shrugged. “Damn… You know if I’d been a betting man, it was that night I thought for sure you had the hots for Bella.”
“I probably did. I told you that I wasn’t a blind man, Jazz. I always thought she was beautiful,” I answered with a laugh, “but I was with someone then, and she really liked Jake. I remember when he just broke up with her by leaving a stupid message, and she was hurt, but she trudged through it. Then I was with Lauren, and Bella was with Mike. Now it’s…” I trailed off but smiled his way, shrugging again.
“Oh, my fucking God… You’re in love with her,” he said through an incredulous laugh.
I snorted, sitting forward with my elbows on my thighs. “Yeah,” I said softly, nodding a little. “Hook, line, and sinker. I mean, I haven’t told her yet, but…yeah.”
He smiled and stood up, and I followed his lead, because I promised my dad I’d meet him for lunch before his shift at the hospital. He held his hand out to me, and we shook.
“I get it, Ed. I’m glad for you.”
“You, too. Call me about getting the girls together.”
He shot a wave over his shoulder as he headed for his truck. “Will do.”
~ooo~TSB~ooo~
Stepping out of the elevator onto my floor, I snorted softly to myself at how lunch had gone with my dad – which actually turned out to be both of my parents. When I’d told them Bella and I were dating, I thought my mother would lose her mind. My dad, however, had simply raised an eyebrow in question. He’d obviously known about Bella’s thesis, so his curiosity was piqued.
I’d merely told him, “Things worked out for the better.” My cheesy grin made him laugh his ass off.
I made my way down the hall to my apartment door, giving Bella’s across the way a longing glance, but I’d promised her time to work. My run with Jasper, my lunch with my parents, and even some errands – I’d tried to give her space the whole day. Strangely enough, I’d missed the shit out of her today. I saw her all the time, and we rarely slept apart these days, but maybe it was the thought that she was watching us on video all day that made me want to see her, see what she was seeing on her screen.
I wasn’t really a porn kind of guy, though I wasn’t innocent of it. I also wasn’t a true exhibitionist like Bella and I had joked about in the library the day I’d volunteered to help her. Sure, shit happened in cars and in public places, but I wasn’t the type of narcissist that had the need to see myself fucking someone on the Internet or even on my own TV. But the memories of that first time, of cameras and surrender, and of skin and first real kisses had me curious as to how we looked on screen. Then I remembered where some of the cameras actually were, and I flinched, shaking my head to clear it.
Closing the door behind me, I sorted through my mail I’d picked up downstairs, dropping the junk mail into the garbage and setting bills aside for later. I pulled my phone out of my pocket, debating on whether to text Bella about ordering pizza or something, but my door opened and closed. I turned to smile her way.
“Hey, Swan, I was just about to see if you needed to come up for air—”
She’d pushed away from the door and was across my living room before I could blink, rushing toward me with dark fire in her eyes. At first glance, I thought she was pissed off, but when her hands reached for my face and her lips met mine hungrily, I lost it.
“Damn, baby…” I mumbled against her mouth, but my arms secured themselves around her and lifted her up. Her strong legs locked around my waist, and I lost the ability to think as I pressed her completely into the wall next to the kitchen.
Her lips were sweet, her tongue seeking mine urgently. Instantly, I was hard for her, losing myself to her neediness. Hands started to grope and push at clothes in the way, but the sounds Bella was making had me slowing her down.
“Hey,” I whispered against her mouth, unable to deny her when she pushed and shoved at my T-shirt. Relenting, I reached back and grabbed a handful of it, yanking it off over my head and dropping it to the floor. Warm hands made my eyes roll back as she touched me everywhere, but something was off. Something was bugging me, because she hadn’t said a damn word since she set foot in my place.
“Hey, hey, hey,” I begged, cupping her face and forcing her gaze to mine. “What’s this? What’s wrong?”
She shook her head vehemently, her breathing coming out in pants. “Nothing, I just…” Her hands pulled at my neck, and I smiled into the kiss she was trying to plant on me. “Edward,” she whined, practically sagging in defeat.
“You tell me what has you… How’d you put it? Climbing me like a jungle gym, and I’ll do whatever deliciously naughty things are going through that gorgeous head of yours, Bella.” I raised an eyebrow at her, and it took every bit of control I had not to strip her bare and take her against my wall with how she was looking at me.
“All day,” she panted, grabbing my face in her hands, palms flat on my cheeks. She brushed kisses over my lips as she continued to speak softly. “All fucking day, Cullen. I’ve watched us. I…You… Oh fuck… We look…”
Chuckling evilly, I kissed her. “That good, huh?”
She locked gazes with me and nodded slowly with wide eyes and touchy hands on my chest. “You… Shit, you were perfect. You were exactly what I wanted to show, but… Edward, th-th-the way y-you…” She trailed off, her eyes all over my face. “The way you looked at me.” She tapped the middle of her chest lightly.
“Yeah, pretty much how you’re looking at me…right now.” I tilted my head at her a little.
“I-I-I’m supposed to stay clinical as I’m editing, but holy fuck, we look…”
“I can imagine, Swan,” I stated teasingly, giving her ass a squeeze as I continued to hold her against that wall. “Why can’t you stay clinical, baby?” I asked her, unable to keep my lips from her skin, her neck, that sweet spot just below her ear that caused her to pull me in tighter.
My intention wasn’t to tease her; I just couldn’t stop myself from tasting and kissing and gripping. She was too needy and too touchy for me to resist. But her words brought me back from her neck quickly.
“You look at me like…like there’s…more.”
That stopped us completely, but I didn’t move from holding her against the wall. I locked my eyes with dark and curious brown ones.
“There is more,” I agreed in a whisper. “It didn’t take much to get there, either, Bella.”
“I know,” she breathed out in a heavy sigh, but her eyes were so sweet, so warm, and I waited for her to say it.
I brushed a light kiss across her mouth, dragging my lips across her cheek to her ear. “You’re so damn stubborn, Swan. Say it. Tell me.”
Fingers threaded into my hair, and she pulled me gently back. Her eyes were wary, taking in my entire face.
“Oh, God… I love you.” She said it like admitting it felt so fucking good.
Damn, that sounded amazing, and I leaned in to kiss the ever-loving shit out of her. I kissed her until I couldn’t taste or feel anything but her. I kissed her until I could barely take a breath, but when I finally pulled back just a little, I simply stared at her pretty face.
“I love you, too.”
It was so easy. It just fit and felt right. It seemed like the only thing we’d ever needed to say in all the babbling that we’d always thrown at each other. It was the one phrase that mattered.
Her hands planted on both sides of my face, and she pulled my lips back to hers, whispering my name like a prayer, like she was begging me.
“Shh, baby…tell me.”
“All day, Edward!” she hissed through gritted teeth as I pressed myself closer to her up against that wall. “I’ve watched us all day. I need… You need… Jesus Christ…please make me come.”
I’d laugh out loud at her if she didn’t sound so damn needy and desperate, almost to the point of tears.
“How? Tell me, Swan. It’s yours.”
Her laugh whooshed out of her harshly. “I don’t care! Please…”
Quickly, I calculated every way, every possible solution to her problem, but then I just wanted her. Pulling her away from the wall, I carried her into my bedroom, settling her down in the middle of my bed that was still twisted covers and sheets from this morning.
“All day, huh? Did we look good, baby?” I asked her, helping her strip out her shirt. “Did we look as good as it all felt?”
“Better,” she whimpered, her head falling back when my hands found her braless underneath that big-ass T-shirt, and my hands cupped and squeezed gently, with teasing thumbs across nipples. “We looked…”
“Lost,” I finished for her, and she nodded, letting out a long, sexy moan when my hand slipped under the waist of pajama pants she was wearing. “I bet we did. I bet we looked all kinds of hot, Bella.”
My fingers found her swollen and wet, and her hips rose up off the bed, seeking out more and grinding against my hand. Two fingers slid easily inside her, the heel of my hand pressing right where she needed.
“Did you touch yourself when you watched us, Bella?” I asked her, leaning over her in order to wrap my tongue, my lips around her nipple, and my eyes locked on to that gorgeous face that was simply gone to the feel of my touch.
“N-No,” she sputtered out, shaking her head and reaching for my face. She pulled me until my lips met hers open, wet, hungry. “I wanted…you.”
“That’s my girl,” I praised against her mouth. “Anytime, anyplace, Swan.”
I kissed her, pressing her down into my bed a little before pushing away. I thought my girl would sob when my hand left the warmth and wetness between her legs, but I immediately reached for the sides of those pajama bottoms and raked them down her legs. Seeing where I was going with my actions, she sat up and tugged at the button of my jeans. Those bastards wouldn’t even make it to the floor. I had to have her when she was this fucking turned on.
The denim made it about halfway down my legs when I couldn’t not be inside her any longer. We were practically frantic, pulling and pushing at each other, and I felt myself twitch hard in Bella’s hand as she eyed my cock like it was the prettiest damn thing she’d ever seen. She did it every damn time, too. When I finally slid deep inside her, my forehead thumped to hers, my eyes closing as she wrapped everything she had around me.
“Yes,” she groaned, her head pushing back into the pillow.
“Is that better, baby?” I asked her, starting a deep, slow rhythm. “Only my cock could help you?”
She nodded vehemently, her eyes rolling back as I found the deep spot inside that usually sent her over the edge. I had a feeling it wouldn’t take much at the moment. She was too wet, too close, and too damn needy. I loved the fact that she wouldn’t do anything about it until I could help her. I loved even more that she came to me to make it better. As stubborn as Bella could be, I loved that she could tell me what she needed. But above all that, above the sweaty groping and fucking we were doing, I loved that we hadn’t lost us.
“You wanted to come, beautiful,” I warned her, slipping a hand between us to touch her clit. “I know all your secrets now.” I rubbed the swollen part of her until she was shaking around me and clenching down onto my cock. “And guess what, baby…” I whispered, opening my mouth to the soft skin next to her ear. “I love you.”
Bella’s whole body seized up with that being said – her legs pulled me in, her arms practically scratched down my back in the most delicious feeling, and her breathing sucked in – as she completely lost it.
All that tipped me over the edge that I was barely clinging to from the second she’d come in my door just moments before. I pushed into her once, twice, and the third time, I came hard, burying myself inside her. My face was in the crook of her shoulder, my breathing in pants, but her hands were soothing – up and down my back, cupping my ass, and finally back up to rake through my hair.
Pushing up to brace my elbow by her head, I gazed down at her and brushed her hair from her face. I wasn’t sure I wanted to see the video of us, but I could well imagine how we’d looked at each other…how I’d looked at her, because I was looking at her the same way now. A small, shy smile curled up her face, and I chuckled.
“Better, Swan?”
“Hell yes, Cullen,” she breathed with relief. “Thank you.”
There was that ease, that thing we did that was just us. It was perfection, really. And now that there was more to us, I could see a future with endless possibilities. I knew we had to figure out a future, but we’d talk it through. We always did, even when we were simply friends. Hell, we knew what the other was aiming for, so this wouldn’t be hard.
Suddenly, I was damned grateful Emmett McCarty had backed out of her thesis at the last minute. I smiled down at Bella, brushing kisses across her lips, unable to stop from teasing her.
“Lucky me. This whole editing process will be a helluva good time.”
“Shut up, Cullen,” she said through a loud laugh. “Get off me.”
Grinning, I held her close for a moment and kissed her roughly. I could see it all. I knew we wouldn’t keep two apartments much longer. I knew that I’d go with her home on spring break to see her father, and we’d probably attend the wedding of that asshole ex of hers, which didn’t bother me at all. Hell, I even knew that we’d figure out internships and jobs just fine. Where we were once lazy or just too damned comfortable to change anything about our relationship, now I knew I’d never take us for granted.
I sat up a little, smiling at her. “Pizza?”
“Of course.”
“Pepperoni?”
“And mushroom.” When I wrinkled my nose, she laughed and kissed me. “Fine! On half, Edward.”
I rolled off the bed and pulled my jeans back up. “Here? Or your place?”
“Does it matter?” she asked as she pulled her own clothes back on, but I could see we were both on the same line of thinking, because the question felt bigger than just pizza delivery.
I smiled, cupping one side of her face and kissing her. “No. No, Swan. It doesn’t matter.”


4 comments:

mountainlion718 said...

Sorry, my review on FF got screwed up! These 2 will be the death of me!!! Lol! I'm a puddle of goo.... ;D

mountainlion718 said...

Sorry, my review on FF got screwed up! These 2 will be the death of me!!! Lol! I'm a puddle of goo.... ;D

milinpink said...

Oh my my my......

thecullenexperience said...

I adore these two, they can go from hot and heavy to comfortable and cute so seemlessly.

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