Edward and Bella were excited to continue their evening alone, away from the eyes of the patrons of the restaurant. Seth pulled up to Bella’s house and opened the door once more for the couple. After they emerged from the vehicle, Edward turned and patted him on the back.
“You are free to go home,” Edward said with a sly smile.
“But how are you getting home?” Seth questioned.
“I’ll take him,” Bella answered sweetly.
“Thanks for doing this for us,” Edward declared.
“I am happy that I could, and if you ever need me again, please let me know,” Seth proclaimed. He had been excited to see how happy both of them were together. There was no doubt in his mind that this relationship was on the fast track to a happily ever after. Over the years, he had seen some of the girls that Edward had dated, and never once did he look at them with one-tenth of intensity that he looked at Bella. He had only met Bella recently, but she had the same look in her eyes. They were right for each other, and they both deserved to be happy.
Edward took Bella’s hand, and they walked towards her door, as Seth went back to the car and drove away. Taking her key out of her bag, she unlocked the door, walking in with Edward close behind. He had been in the house a few times with Angela, but this time it was different. Bella took his hand and led him to the den, only cutting on the one light by the entrance. The warm amber glow danced around the room.
“Would you like something to drink?” Bella asked.
“That would be nice,” Edward answered, rubbing his hand up her arm.
“Great. Make yourself comfortable while I get us something.”
Edward couldn’t resist placing a small kiss on her lips. “I will count the minutes.”
Just this small touch and kiss sent her senses into hyperdrive. She couldn’t wait until he touched and kissed her everywhere. Was it wrong to have sex on the first date? Was it wrong for her to feel so strongly towards him so quickly? Probably yes, however, the death of her parents, Edward’s near-death accident, proved that life was too short, and it’s not worth the effort to worry about the what ifs.
“Are you okay?” Edward asked worriedly. He had seen a barrage of emotions flit across her face.
Bella looked up, bathed in the beauty of his crystal green eyes, and smiled. Place her delicate hand on his strong jaw. “I couldn’t be better.”
Edward placed his hand on top of hers and leaned into her touch. “You have no idea how wonderful that feels.”
Bella closed her eyes and sighed. “I think I do.”
Edward removed his hand and placed a kiss on top of her head. “Go get our drinks while I still have enough restraint.”
Bella turned quickly and hurried through the house. Her first stop was in her bedroom, where she swiftly removed her dress and slipped on her short silk robe. She was about to remove her heels, but after looking in the mirror and realizing how much more enticing she looked in them, she decided to leave them on. Walking to the kitchen, she opened a bottle of wine and poured two glasses. Before returning to the den, she told Alexa to play sensual music. Taking a deep, cleansing breath, she walked into the room. Edward had taken off his jacket, tie, and was standing by the fireplace. He had turned on the gas logs, and the fire was clearly mimicking the fiery passion that they were sharing.
Once Bella had left the room, he decided he would take her advice and get comfortable. He wasn’t one to wear a suit every day, that was Carlisle’s cup of tea, he was happy in a t-shirt and jeans. Looking around the room, his eyes went to the fireplace, and at that moment, he decided to turn it on. He loved the look and feel of a fire, and that was why he had several in his house. The clicking sound of heels across the hardwood floors caused him to turn his head towards the sound, and as soon as he saw the goddess walking into the room, his heart skipped a beat. “Bella,” he groaned.
Bella walked over to him and handed his glass of wine to him. “To us.”
“To us,” he confirmed, taking a drink, then placing the glass on the table. He took her glass and put it down next to his. Wrapping his arm around her waist and he pulled her against him. “I want you.”
“I want you,” Bella proclaimed.
Edward’s mouth descended to hers. His lips were gentle but passionate, however, as soon as her tongue found its way into his mouth, the kiss erupted into a volcano of emotions. His tongue plunged deeper and deeper, savoring the taste that was uniquely Bella. When they were both almost out of breath, Edward began to place kisses across her chin and down her graceful neck. “You taste so fucking good.”
“Oh, Edward,” she cried. No one had ever made her feel this way. He owned her heart, her soul, and her body.
“What do you want?” Edward whispered in her ear, then took her earlobe in his hot mouth and began to suck.
Bella’s hands went around his neck, grabbing his hair and pulling it. “I want you to fuck me.”
“Are you sure, because once I have you, I will never let you go,” he confessed.
“I only want to be with you,” Bella declared.
“Show me to your room,” Edward said in a husky voice, filled with desire.
She released his neck and took his hand, walking him through the house. Feeling his want and need gave her the confidence to take control. Her submissive nature was screaming to fall at his feet and wait for him to provide her with direction, guidance, but he was allowing her to take the lead.
Edward loved watching Bella walking in front of him. She had an air of confidence from her straight posture, to the sway of her hips. The silk robe rode up with each step, allowing him to get a glimpse of her firm ass. God, he couldn’t wait to grab it as he pounded into her from behind. The things he was going to do to bring her to her greatest enjoyment. His goal was to ruin the memory of any other man that had come before him. He wanted to be her only lover from now until their last breath. She was it. Yeah, some men would be spooked by these thoughts; however, his accident had given him a new outlook on life and love. Each moment is precious, and when you find that special someone who makes you feel complete, you grab on and don’t let go.
Bella opened her door and was thankful she had left on her lamp on by her bed. Stepping into the room, she turned to see Edward closing the door and looking around. He was so fucking sexy, and how did she get so lucky to have him in her room. Gaping at every inch of him, until she reached his eyes and she stopped. The fire in those green pools set her pussy ablaze. Untying her robe, she pushed it slowly off her shoulders. It pooled at her feet.
Edward stepped forward, running his hands down her arms. “God, you are gorgeous.”
Bella blushed, and she could feel the warmth all over her body. Taking her bottom lip between her teeth, she reached out and began unbuttoning his shirt. When she had reached his belt, she looked up, and he gave her a nod. His chest was rising and falling as he took deep, steady breaths.
She was taking to long, the sweet torture of her fingers brushing against his body as she undressed him was almost too much to bear. He felt his cock finally released from its confines. Fuck, he was hard and long, and the release caused his thick cock to slap against his firm and well-defined abs. “I knew that blush went everywhere,” Edward murmured, tracing his finger around the fullness of her breast, then finally cupping one. Leaning down, he took her hard rose-colored nipple between his teeth and bite down, which caused her to cry out not in pain but in pleasure.
Bella’s head tilted back, and she raised her chest closer to Edward’s mouth. “YES, OH GOD, YES,” she screamed.
Edward stepped forward and gently pushed her onto the bed, her body bouncing, and she giggled. Fuck, he loved that sound. He still had not mastered kneeling down with his prosthetic leg, but after a few attempts, he was comfortable and in the position that he wanted. Caressing her calves, moving up to her thighs, and finally to the destination he had been wanting to see, feel, and taste. Spreading her legs apart, he was amazed at the vision before him. Her pussy was a work of art. Running his thumbs up to her upper thighs and along her dripping lips.
“FUCK!” Bella moaned loudly.
“Soon, but I need my dessert,” Edward smirked. “I want to hear you scream your pleasure.”
Bella leaned up on her elbows and watched as Edward’s face buried itself between her legs. Holy hell, his tongue should be registered as a deadly weapon, because she was going to die from the overwhelming sensations. As his tongue and mouth attached to her clit, he slowly inserted two fingers inside her and finger-fucked her. The whole night she was on the edge of an orgasm, and she could feel the pressure build.
Edward pulled his face back and licked his lips. “Fucking sweet as warm apple pie. He could tell she was close, and he couldn’t wait to see it happen. Speeding up his fingers, pushing deeper, and opening his fingers in a scissor action. Feeling her legs begin to tremble, he pulled his fingers out and pinched her clit. “COME NOW!” He demanded.
Her orgasm burst sending tingles rippling through her core and screaming out the name of the only man who gave it to her. “EDWARD!”
God, she was ravishing, and he considered himself a lucky bastard to be able to be with her. He couldn’t wait any longer to be inside of her hot, wet pussy. Trying to pull himself by the bed, but he was having a hard time balancing his weight on the prosthetic. “Damn, it,” he growled.
Bella sat up and put her hands on either side of his face. “It is okay, let me take control this time.”
A wave of relief washed over him. She didn’t treat him differently because of his handicap, she made him feel like a whole man. Assisting him up, she pushed him on the bed, much like he had done earlier to her. She wasted no time and climbed on top of him and leaned down; she kissed his lips, first with tiny butterfly kisses, but they began to build until they were both were wrestling for dominance. Finally, breaking free with the lungs screaming for air, she leaned back, her eyes dark with lust. Moving back, she aligned herself on his cock, and instead of going slow, she impaled herself in one quick move.
“OH GOD, YES!” She cried. He filled her, unlike any other man ever had. It was almost like they were made for each other.
“Bella, you have to move,” Edward moaned. She was so fucking hot and wet.
Smirking down at him, she began her sexual dance moving up and down, taking him all the way in, then pulling up until only his tip was touching her folds. However, Edward was growing impatient and grabbed her hips, moving her quicker, and with more strength.
“Bella, oh my God, this feels so fucking good.”
“Yes, it does,” she cried.
Wanting to look into her eyes when he came he rolled them over, balancing on his knees he thrust forward once, twice, and on the third time, he felt her orgasm once again, causing him to fall over the cliff as well. The glorious look in her eyes affirmed for him the realization that he had fallen in love with this magnificent woman. “Bella, I don’t want to scare you, but I have fallen for you.”
Bella gasped at his declaration. “I have fallen also.”
Edward kissed her, pouring all the love he had for her into the kiss. They finally parted, and Bella assisted him in removing his leg. They fell asleep, wrapped in each other’s arms.
The man in the black sedan had followed them to Bella’s house. He had been following her for the last week, in hopes that he could catch her alone. But there was always someone around, damn it. The rage he felt when he watched the fucker with the limp take her in the house, sending away the guy who was driving them around was apoptotic. Waiting for a while, he got out and slowly crept up to the side of the house that he knew was her bedroom window. She never closed her curtains, and he had spent hours watching her sleep.
He rounded the corner, stepped up on the wooden box that was under her window, and carefully peered in. The rage at what he saw ravaged his body and mind. She was allowing the fucker to touch her, to kiss her, and to fuck her. He would have to cleanse her once he took her to remove all the impurities. The thought of her being naked in his bed made him hard, and he hoped that the opportunity would be soon that he could make her his. Waiting all these years after her fucking father helped her escape the sect had been torture. He was Aro Volturi, and Bella Swan was going to be his.