(BPOV)
I think that was absolutely the best sleep I had had in all my years. What was different about my bed through the night? Once the question passed through my brain, my eyes popped open, taking in everything around me. This isn’t my room, I thought. Then I began to remember the night before.
Edward had been such the perfect gentleman all night. Brushing hair behind my ear, helping me out of the vehicle, soft, hungry kisses. He was so thorough with my body, kissed away the stray tear that fell when he broke my barrier without realizing I was a virgin at first.
His arm was wrapped around my stomach, holding me firmly in place. I gently eased myself from under his arm, and got out of bed to search for the bathroom. The first door I had opened, led to an insanely massive closet, I quickly stole me a white button up shirt to put on after my shower. Where as the next door led to a bathroom, that looked like the size of four of my rooms in my condo.
Once inside the bathroom, I went straight to the vanity to find Edward’s toothbrush. I’m sure he won’t mind me using it, since we did swap spit last night. Once I had found his toothbrush and finished brushing my teeth, I relieved myself and then I made my way to the massive shower.
The shower was in the back of the room, you had to step down into it, as it was all tiled in marble. There were WaterTile ceiling panels throughout the shower, it was the type of thing that reminded me of heavy rain falling from the ceiling of the shower. Body spray’s lined the sides of the shower, which sprayed you from the sides. There was a built in steam option, like one you would experience at the spa.
In the far middle of the room was a beautiful tub, set on top of the marble tiled steps leading to it. A fireplace sat along the wall in front of it. On either side were double doors leading to the bedroom and balcony. It was purely picturesque.
I spent thirty minutes wrapped up in a bubble in the shower, thinking, ‘man I never want to leave the inside of this heaven.’
As I finished my shower, I exited and wrapped the expensive, fluffy towel around my body. After quickly drying off, I threw Edward’s shirt over my naked body and made my way back to the bedroom. Lying there in bed, awake, was Edward clad in nothing but his naked glory.
‘I think I need another shower, only this time a cold one,’ I mentally thought with a sigh.
“I woke up alone,” Edward whined.
“I’m sorry, but my mouth felt nasty, so I used your toothbrush. Then I felt like my body was nasty, so I used your shower,” I smiled, then for good measure, I winked.
“I like seeing you in my clothes, your very tempting and sexy,” Edward smiled and then patted the bed for me to come back to join him.
“I like wearing your clothes,” I smiled, making my way back to the bed.
I climbed up the bed, kissed Edward’s nose, and then laid down beside him with my head on his chest. He absent mindedly began to stroke long strokes in my wet hair. I felt a wave of calm rush over my body, completely content in my surroundings and being in Edward’s arms. I felt safe, protected, and like I was home.
“Last night wasn’t just some fling to me, Bella. I’d like to date you, see where whatever this is between us will lead,” Edward said as he continued to stroke my hair.
“I’d like that Edward. There are some things about me no one knows about Edward, in time, if it leads to more and I’ve had time to trust you, I would like to tell you. Hell, Alice and Rose don’t even know about it,” I sighed into his hard chest.
“It’s o.k. love, we have time,” Edward sighed as he laid a kiss to my head. “The things that I would have to explain to you in the future as well.”
My stomach chose this moment to rumble, and I laughed into his chest as my cheeks turned red.
“Time to feed you, sweetheart,” Edward laughed as he raised us both up in the bed. He hopped off the bed, took my hand in his and pulled me to my feet. We quickly exited the bedroom, and he gave me a tour of the mansion as we made our way to the kitchen.
The kitchen was unlike anything I had ever seen before. Deep cream colored walls, with a cherry wood trim. The cabinets were cherry wood and the countertops where green marble. In the middle of the room stood a beautiful island. The appliance’s were at chef’s wet dream. All I could do was stand and gape at the room, as Edward stood beside me amused and full of laughter.
“I take it you like the kitchen, sweetheart,” Edward asked, clearly amused.
“I don’t like, I love,” I squealed, as I hurriedly bounced around the room taking everything in, running my fingers across the marble counter tops.
“Well, I’m glad you love it, because I can’t cook, and haven’t ever used the kitchen,” Edward blushed a little, looking rather sheepish.
“That’s alright, I’ll put it to good use this morning,” I smiled timidly back at him.
“Well consider this kitchen yours,” Edward winked and smiled a hundred watt smile in return.
“You just sit back and watch,” I returned his wink and started to search for the things that I would need to fix breakfast for him.
I opened the fridge and started to pull out things to make breakfast. For him not to use the kitchen, his fridge was certainly filled with all sorts of goodies. I pulled out eggs, a pack of bacon, cheese, and a wide variety of things.
After getting the bacon in a pan to start cooking, I whipped up some batter for blueberry pancakes. By the time all was said and done, the island was filled with a stack of blueberry pancakes, bacon, and omelets. Edward immediately dove in, filling the kitchen with satisfied moans.
“Please say I can keep you forever,” Edward said with no humor in his voice.
“We’ll see,” I said shyly, ducking my head in embarrassment.
Edward put a finger under my chin, and lifted my face so he could stare into my eyes.
“Please don’t be embarrassed, I sincerely meant it. Will you consider spending the weekend with me Bella?” Edward asked with a soothing voice.
I quickly thought over what I had to do this weekend, but pushed it down, realizing that I was sick of work consuming me now. I was honestly ready to change my life and the habits that I’ve let rule me for years. I wanted to trust Edward, and the only way to do that was to back away from all the work and get to know this man before me, the one who had quickly begun to consume my thoughts.
“I’d really like that, Edward. Do you think we could possibly run to my house and pick up a few things?” I simply asked.
“I’m glad you’ve accepted and yes, we can absolutely run to your place to get some things.” A crooked smile graced Edward’s face as he finished speaking.
After we finished breakfast, I made use of the dishwasher. With the final dish added to the mix, I shut the door and turned it on. Edward sauntered up behind me, wrapping his arms around my waist.
“You smell like me, I like that,” Edward whispered into my ear, while sniffing my hair. I relished in the feeling of having someone hold me like this. “You’re incredibly sexy right now, in my kitchen, dressed in nothing but my shirt, I want you Isabella.”
“Then take me, right here,” I said in what sounded like a whiney voice, which quickly turned to quick pants.
Edward spun me around and crashed his mouth to mine. Tongue’s fighting for dominance, but I succumbed and let the submissive side take over. In this moment, I was his, to do with as he pleased. His lips left mine, trailing along my jaw. I felt his hands take hold of my shirt, before I could blink, buttons were flying across the room. He roughly shoved the ripped fabric from my body; I stood before him in the kitchen, as he stepped back and took in my nude form.
“So beautiful,” he murmured, before his lips descended on my shoulder, kissing his way down to my bare chest. While his mouth worked one nipple, his fingers tweaked the other taut nipple. He again rose up, searching my eyes for something.
"God, I'm the luckiest man in the world right now." Edward said with glazed over eyes, as his mouth crushed against mine again.
His length hard against my stomach. I moaned into his kisses and grasped his hair. Suddenly, he lifted me up, and my legs wrapped around his waist, bringing the tip of his erection very close to my entrance, as I ground myself against him.
He walked us to the dining room, laying me across the table. I laid before him, splayed out with want and need. Our eyes met for a long while, communicating what we were about to do.
"I want you…so badly," I said softly. "Edward, I need you inside me."
Without uncertainty, he situated himself at my opening and pushed into me with a quick, hard thrust. As the dining room table shook, he held himself inside me for several long, beautiful seconds, allowing my body to adjust to his penetration.
"Ahhh! Oh my God!" I shouted over his moans.
"Just like heaven, Isabella." He slowly pulled out and thrust again, going deeper, rocking the table once more.
"You feel…so…warm and magnificent," he murmured.
Thrusting again, he gripped my hips, holding me closer to his pelvic bone, so I wouldn't slip and kept entering me, over and over, making me feel him throughout my entire body. It almost took my breath away with how deep he went and how large he was.
I held onto his arms, completely helpless and at his mercy, as he relentlessly pounded into me. He pushed into me as if this was his sole pleasure in life, again, and again, filling me completely. My eyes found his, bringing his attention to look at me, to really see the person that I truly was.
"Thank you," I whispered. "For making me feel so beautiful."
"You are beautiful, Isabella. You're the most beautiful woman I've ever known." He picked up his rhythm and pounded into me reverently.
"So tight…wet…ahhh! I‘m going to cum," he said with a cross of annoyance and relief mixed together. He was trying to hold back, not wanting to let go of this moment.
"Yes!" I yelled. “Cum for me.”
Edward didn't hold back. I thought my back was going to have table burns with the force he was thrusting at me. He managed to bring his fingers to my clit and he rubbed rhythmically. I screamed when I came, at the same time I felt him pulsing inside of me. Every muscle of mine was tense but one by one, they slowly began to relax after the last wave of my orgasm rocked throughout my body. His cries of pleasure ceased and then his body slumped over mine on the table.
I brought my hand to his sweaty hair, brushing it out of his face. With this gesture, he raised his head, our eyes meeting, burning into one another‘s soul. Slowly I lowered my hand, cupping his face in my palm.
“That was unbelievable,” I sighed in content.
“You’re an amazing creature Isabella,” Edward said as he was looking at me in a lovingly manner.
“You’re the amazing one,” I giggled.
“How about you join me in the shower, then we head to your place to get some of your things?” Edward asked with a touch of excitement laced in his voice.
“I like that idea, catch me if you can,” I said, as I ran through the mansion, up the stairs towards the bedroom, Edward hot on my tail. As I was getting ready to enter the bedroom, Edward caught me around the waist and twirled me around in circles. I squealed in excitement, locking my arms around his neck as he brought his lips to mine.
“That was fun,” Edward laughed as he sat me back down on my feet, dragging me towards the bathroom.
I started up the shower as Edward brushed his teeth. Once the water was hot enough, I stepped into the stream of sprays. By the time Edward was finished and stepping into the shower steam was rolling. I could live in this shower, especially if Edward was a permanent fixture.
Edward lathered up a loofah and washed my entire body tenderly. After he was finished, he began to wash my hair. When he was finished, I started the routine all over again on him. Once we were clean, Edward turned off the water and helped me out, wrapping a fluffy towel around my body.
Back in the bedroom, I searched for my clothes. Once I had found them, I quickly put them on while Edward found himself some clothes to put on. I threw my hair up in a ponytail as were finished and about ready to leave. After we were finished, we made our way out of the mansion, heading towards my condo, once he programmed my address in his GPS system.
I really hadn’t given much thought to anything until now, quickly pulling my cell phone out to see that I had 23 missed calls and 16 missed texts. I knew immediately it was Rose and Alice, so I checked the texts.
From: Alice
To: Bella
Where the hell are you?
From: Rose
To: Bella
Are you getting some?
From: Alice
To: Bella
We’re worried, call A.S.A.P.
From: Rose
To: Bella
His dick best be good, because Alice is about to flip out!
The messages continued, but I just shook my head at the girls. Alice was a worrier, and Rose was just plain crude. Of course, I was used to this by now, but still had to frown at it.
“Are you alright, sweetheart?” Edward’s voice was laced with concern.
“Yeah, just my friends,” I sighed, mentally debating on whether to call them back now, or wait.
I figured I might as well call them now and get it over with, or they would continue to worry and be even worse later on.
“Let me call them back before they have a coronary,” I said, annoyed that this was going to take a few minutes away from my Edward induced weekend.
I quickly dialed Alice first.
“Bella!” Alice screamed.
“Yes, Alice, don’t worry about me, I’m fine,” I smiled, remembering the dining room romp from this morning.
“Where are you?” Alice asked, sounding a little annoying.
“I’m heading to my house to pick up a few things. I’m spending the rest of the weekend with Edward,” I said, annoyed that she was acting like my mother, not like I ever knew what that was like, considering Charlie ran her off and kept me from ever knowing her.
“Why didn’t you…” Alice was still speaking when I snapped my phone shut.
“I take it that went well,” Edward questioned.
“That was rude of me, I know, but honestly I just want to live my life without having people judge me or question my sanity,” I frowned, knowing that was exactly what Alice was about to get at.
“I understand, and please know that I would never do that to you,” Edward spoke with sincerity in his voice.
“I believe you Edward, even if we have only known each other less than 24 hours, I just know that I can,” I smiled shyly at him.
Edward reached across the console, picked my hand up and brought it to his mouth, kissing my knuckles and giving it a squeeze.
Now to call Rose.
“Hey girl,” Rose said, and you could practically see her smile through the phone. “So Alice is pissed that you hung up on her.”
“Yeah, well, I just want to enjoy my weekend without someone telling me I’m insane, ya know?” I said in a questioning tone.
“Yeah, that’s understandable. So I bet ya traded in your V-card last night huh?” Rose asked.
“Of course I did, and it was wonderful,” I said, while looking over at Edward, giving him a warm smile, while squeezing his hand in mine.
“That’s great, really,” Rose laughed. “So you’re spending the weekend with him?”
“Yeah,” I grinned, realizing she couldn’t see it.
“Well, I’ll let you go and enjoy your weekend. I’ll see you in the office on Monday,” Rose sounded happy for me.
“Sure, Rose, I love you,” I said kindly.
“I love you, too.” Rose said as she hung up the phone. I sighed in relief, knowing that I wouldn’t have to speak to them again until Monday.
Once we finally made it to my condo, I told Edward to make himself at home while I gathered my things. When I left, he was busy looking at photographs of the girls and me from our many vacations and events for the company.
I left him at his wandering, walking down the hall towards my room. I grabbed my carry-on bag and put a few outfits in it, along with several sets of lingerie. I grabbed one of my business suits, left it on the rack and laid it on the bed so I could carry it later.
I was near my four-poster bed, when I felt Edward behind me. He quickly spun me around and I gasped as his head dipped, and he kissed me frivolously. The fire in my abdomen flared again and I threw all reason out the window, as I threw my arms around his neck and kissed him back fiercely.
I ground my hips against his and felt the hardness of his dick pushing back against me.
"Fuck, Bella, I want you so much, it's driving me crazy." He was talking against my neck, as his lips sent wave after glorious wave of sensation throughout my body. “You’ve turned me into an insatiable man.”
"I want you, too, Edward." I softly said.
Then he took my hand and pushed me back onto the bed. I couldn’t help but stare at his beautiful face again. I raised a hand and ran my fingers down his cheek and along his jaw, after he hovered over me. He was absolutely fucking entrancing.
I dropped my hands to his t-shirt and moved it upwards as he raised onto his hackles, and helped by raising his arms so I could get it over his head. The hard muscled chest beneath his clothing certainly didn't disappoint this time around either.
I ran my fingers over his chest and he shivered at my touch. I looked to his arm and traced my hand over the Italian words, ’Io sono amato,’ that was tattooed there. I had been completely unobservant before and looked questioningly at him.
"Fucking hell, yes." Edward moaned from my touch. “It means ‘I am loved’ in Italian.”
He grabbed me then and before I knew what was happening my shirt was gone and his hands were on my bare skin, roaming, as if he was searching for life‘s unsolved answers. He was running his fingers up my ribcage and around to the clasp on my bra; that went the identical way as my shirt, and rapidly we were skin to skin.
His head dipped then to the hollow of my neck, as he kissed his way down my chest. He cupped my breasts with his hands and I moaned, arching my back, as I held his head to my chest, running my hands through his hair.
His tongue rotated in circles over my nipple and it peaked further, as he took it between his teeth and bit it gingerly. He moved his mouth to my other nipple and repeated the action just as thoroughly.
His hands had moved to the waist of the shorts and the elastic meant it slid down easily, as he pushed the band over my hips. He gasped and looked up into my eyes.
"Oh…eh…I didn't want to wear yesterday's…I figured I would change when we got back here….." I was self-conscious again, fucking hell.
He made a noise in the back of his throat, that was almost like a growl. His lips attached to my breasts again, and I was overtaken by the sensation all over again.
Pulling me to the side of the bed, my legs were hanging over the edge of the bed. He put a leg between my legs, nudged them and parted them, so he could stand between them. His eyes roved over my naked form, and I squirmed under his scrutiny.
"Fuck, you're beautiful, Bella. I…want…to taste you." Edward ground out.
He lowered himself on top of me, kissing my mouth again. His hands were holding him off me, so his weight wasn't crushing me, but I couldn't wait for him to be inside me.
"Fuck, Edward, yes…taste me…fuck me….please…" I was writhing against him, eager for his hands to be on me, his mouth on me, and his cock in me.
His mouth stimulated my skin, kissing down between my breasts and over my abdomen. My legs parted of their own accord, as he lowered himself to the floor, kneeling between my legs. I whimpered as his fingers trailed up the inside of my thighs, skimming the spongy skin at the top of my leg, and running all along the groove at my pelvis. He moved his hands then behind my legs and pushed them up so my feet were resting on the edge of the bed. I was completely open to him now, completely at his mercy.
"Oh god…" I moaned at the thought of him, now staring at my wet core.
I was throbbing for him to touch me now. His palm ghosted frivolously over the bare lips of my pussy and I quivered. His fingers parted the lips and his head moved forward. Licking me tenderly, I shook beneath his reverent touches. When he pressed his tongue firmly against my slit and moved his fingers to my opening, I practically jumped off the bed, but his free hand held me in place.
Edward was moaning into me as he continued to taste my most sensitive of places. He slid a finger inside me, testing my wetness, followed by another finger. He nibbled lightly on my clit, as he pumped his fingers slowly in and out of me.
"Edward, fucking Christ…" I cried out as my body trembled with want and need.
He raised his head to look at me, and I whimpered at the loss of contact.
"Better than anything I have ever tasted, Isabella." Edward said with unadulterated lust in his voice.
He placed his mouth back on my slit and kept kissing and licking me, as his fingers fucked me. I felt the slow burn build as his actions sped up and my toes curled against the edge of the bed. My knees tried to close but he kept them apart and suddenly, I was coming…hard. I bucked violently as he pumped into me and bit down on my clit, which was throbbing.
He kissed me delicately bringing me back down from my mind-numbing orgasm, as he removed his fingers from me. I looked up at him as he stood up.
He put his fingers to his mouth and my eyes widened as he licked my wetness from them. I licked my lips and he smiled at me.
"Fuck me, Edward…please….now…" I begged him, like a child wanting a new toy.
Moving to lie on the bed beside me, he wrapped his arms around me, and pulled me on top of him. He kissed me aggressively, as my hands roamed his hard body. I moved one hand between us and grabbed his cock. He hissed, as I rubbed the tip of it up and down, slowly, amid the moisture of my pussy. I continued doing this until I couldn't wait any longer, and I moved the tip to my entrance and leisurely pushed down onto him.
His hands roamed up my back softly, as he waited for me to adjust to him. I moved my hips slightly and the movement inside almost made me come.
"Fuck…wow…god…" I gasped for air.
I moved again and again, and it got easier to feel the sensations. His hands were on my hips now guiding my momentum as I rode him. I leaned down to kiss him and as I did, he rolled me over onto my back until he was on top of me.
He pulled his hips back and thrust into me delicately but I, being the impulsive bitch that I was, sought after even more.
"Harder, Edward…" I whined.
He smiled and approved my demand and I called out as he continued the rhythmical thrusting in and out of me. His head dipped and he sucked on my nipples one by one as he thrusted into me over and over again.
"Oh fuck…I'm close…Edward…I'm going to…" I cried out.
White lights burst inside my eyelids as I came hard for the second time and I was unexpectedly awash with disappointment that it was over. I never wanted it to end.
Edward continued to pump into me and I was all too aware of another sensation. His thumb had moved to my clit and he circled it, as he continuously pumped into me again.
Another orgasm? Absolutely not! I didn't have it in me, did I? Certainly not? During my internal monologue, I lost focus, suddenly my eyes widened as I looked at the beautiful man fucking me like I'd never been fucked before.
I had no experience in this matter, so having more than one orgasm with a man in one session to me was unheard of. Wasn’t it…?
"Edward…" I whispered as another wave of orgasm washed over me. My head thrashed widely against the bed.
Then he was lying on top of me, kissing me aggressively, still pumping his cock into me.
The feeling was marvelous. My three orgasms had tightened me so much around his cock every movement was heightened. He kissed me hard, his tongue explored my mouth.
"Bella, I'm going to come baby…can you…are you ready…?" Edward mumbled against my face.
I was about to ask him what I was supposed to be ready for, when I felt him explode inside of me with one hard thrust, and I was caught absolutely unaware by a fourth orgasm that made me scream his name, as it overtook me.
Completely and utterly spent, I clung to Edward’s chest, trying to gain control over my breathing. Edward pulled me tighter against him, as he tried to regulate his breathing as well.
“Uhmm…Wow…” I panted.
“Wow indeed,” laughed Edward. “That was fucking intense.”
“Extremely passionate,” I breathed slowly.
Still wrapped in one another’s arms, we drifted off, content to be wrapped in one another’s embrace.
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