Post by Bella Cullen on Mar 6, 2013 3:09:45 GMT -5
It's not that big a deal, he's waiting patiently in the calm waters.
Naked
Not a big deal. Her compromise to waiting was to experience the one thing she had never experienced as a human....sex. His compromise? Marriage. Now that all that was taken care of he was willing to try, willing to push aside all fears and give her what she asked for, what she wanted if only to keep her human longer.
Sitting on the floor, holding the towel to her body feeling like she'd hyperventilate at any given moment. What was she afraid of? Well one, she still feared that small part of herself was not good enough for him. He'd chosen her, out of all the infatuated teenage girls, her. Plain jane, Bella Swan. She didn't get what he saw in her, his perfections were almost sickening some days but she could not get enough of his touch, his kiss, his look.
"Don't be a coward..."
She clutched the towel to her body and stood, giving one last look in the mirror knowing there was nothing more she could do to stall and if he saw how frazzled she was he'd never ever try again. What really scared her? Not being good enough, and not in the sense she'd always felt because she was so...human. Good enough as in experienced, not knowing what to do.
How wrong had she been to second guess herself. It really was like magic, going into it all so blind and confused, immediately her own instincts taking over and being able to sense what he liked and what he didn't. What touches enticed a response and what didn't. She held him to her, clinging really...her sweaty body against his cool bare skin keeping her body at a decent temperature. She felt like she'd over heat any minute, the beads of sweat on her forehead of their exploitation of one another.
He spend an hour, a solid hour transfixed on her body and the way it moved when he kissed, touched or licked different spots. It was learning one another in the most intimate of ways. Her hands squeezing the sheets next to her body as he gave her pleasures she'd never experienced and didn't think possible. Biting her bottom lip as his hands ran up her thighs and to her arms, allowing her to roll over and take full control. Her hair falling on one side of her face like a chestnut curtain keeping everyone out. She smiled down at him and felt her cheeks heat up.
He guided her hips slowly over his mass and watched her intently to see what she'd do. She was still meek and withdrawn, afraid to do something wrong. Once she found herself mounted in the right position it was all like riding a bicycle, she automatically knew what to do and did what felt good. His hands gripping tighter on her forearms, growling and moving with her. Never once did her body register pain, everything felt good...felt right.
She never saw it happen, or never realized what was going on as the euphoric feeling of ecstasy washed over her body making her tremble. Edward took the only closest thing to him and bit down....hard. His own release shattered him as his nails dug into the pillow he held against his mouth, listening to her moan in her own release. Feathers tumbled down around them and all over them like fluffy little pieces of snow.
Naked
Not a big deal. Her compromise to waiting was to experience the one thing she had never experienced as a human....sex. His compromise? Marriage. Now that all that was taken care of he was willing to try, willing to push aside all fears and give her what she asked for, what she wanted if only to keep her human longer.
Sitting on the floor, holding the towel to her body feeling like she'd hyperventilate at any given moment. What was she afraid of? Well one, she still feared that small part of herself was not good enough for him. He'd chosen her, out of all the infatuated teenage girls, her. Plain jane, Bella Swan. She didn't get what he saw in her, his perfections were almost sickening some days but she could not get enough of his touch, his kiss, his look.
"Don't be a coward..."
She clutched the towel to her body and stood, giving one last look in the mirror knowing there was nothing more she could do to stall and if he saw how frazzled she was he'd never ever try again. What really scared her? Not being good enough, and not in the sense she'd always felt because she was so...human. Good enough as in experienced, not knowing what to do.
How wrong had she been to second guess herself. It really was like magic, going into it all so blind and confused, immediately her own instincts taking over and being able to sense what he liked and what he didn't. What touches enticed a response and what didn't. She held him to her, clinging really...her sweaty body against his cool bare skin keeping her body at a decent temperature. She felt like she'd over heat any minute, the beads of sweat on her forehead of their exploitation of one another.
He spend an hour, a solid hour transfixed on her body and the way it moved when he kissed, touched or licked different spots. It was learning one another in the most intimate of ways. Her hands squeezing the sheets next to her body as he gave her pleasures she'd never experienced and didn't think possible. Biting her bottom lip as his hands ran up her thighs and to her arms, allowing her to roll over and take full control. Her hair falling on one side of her face like a chestnut curtain keeping everyone out. She smiled down at him and felt her cheeks heat up.
He guided her hips slowly over his mass and watched her intently to see what she'd do. She was still meek and withdrawn, afraid to do something wrong. Once she found herself mounted in the right position it was all like riding a bicycle, she automatically knew what to do and did what felt good. His hands gripping tighter on her forearms, growling and moving with her. Never once did her body register pain, everything felt good...felt right.
She never saw it happen, or never realized what was going on as the euphoric feeling of ecstasy washed over her body making her tremble. Edward took the only closest thing to him and bit down....hard. His own release shattered him as his nails dug into the pillow he held against his mouth, listening to her moan in her own release. Feathers tumbled down around them and all over them like fluffy little pieces of snow.
