FIXATION –(M)
EPOV
I couldn’t get Bella back to the cabin quickly enough. Every step I was more anxious to finally make love to Bella the way I had dreamed of for ages. The little sounds she made when I did such simple things as kissing her neck were spellbinding, so I couldn’t wait to hear the sounds that would pour from her when I was inside of her.
My beautiful Bella was poetry in motion. The feeling of her in my arms as we danced in the room that was my sanctuary throughout my teen years was otherworldly. I had loved people in many ways throughout my life, as a son, as a brother/cousin, as a nephew, as a friend, as a lover and confidante, but the emotions I felt while in Bella’s arms were so much more than any of those other loves or even all of them combined. It was so strong it almost hurt to look at her, to feel her body close to mine, to see the same love I felt for her reflecting back from her eyes just as intently.
My best friend, my muse, my lover, my soul mate, none of the titles in the English language I could think of even came close to properly labeling what I shared with Bella. It was ethereal, it was eternal, it was everything.
Once we were inside the cabin, thankfully I had the presence of mind to close the blinds so that our night would not be at risk of being observed by others, and so we could enjoy the morning without the sun forcing us awake before we were ready. As soon as I had taken care of that obstacle, I wrapped myself around Bella, claiming her mouth greedily with mine and shuffling us backwards into the living room, to enjoy her in the beauty of the roaring fire.
When we reached the couch, I slowly lowered her to sit before rushing across the room to turn on the sound system, plugging in the iPod on which Esme kept a playlist of romantic songs to cuddle in front of the fire by for guests. Unchained Melody by the Righteous Brothers started playing throughout the cabin.
I slid onto the couch by Bella, resting my arm behind her head on the back of the sofa, pulling her into my side. She curled into me with a small chuckle at the music as her hand drifted across my stomach lightly, tickling at my abs teasingly.
Bella and I had definitely explored one another quite a bit since the trip to Long Island three weeks before. There were still a few things we hadn’t done yet, but we had managed to bring one another to climax and I have to say watching Bella cum was the most erotic thing I had ever seen.
Feeling the need to be closer to her than sitting side by side on the couch, I offered my hand to her, bringing her in front of the fire to dance with me. She melted into my embrace perfectly, two pieces of a whole finally finding one another in the big world. Never in my life had I ever met someone who matched up with me so perfectly in every way. Smart, funny, kind, witty, and stunningly beautiful, she was everything I could ever ask for and more.
I looked down into her eyes as the music changed to Luther Vandross singing Here and Now. The firelight bouncing off her hair and twinkling in her eyes literally stole my breath. I was suddenly consumed with the fact that I was so lucky to have her here, in my arms, loving me back. I pulled her tighter to my body kissing her lips with all of the love and passion in my heart.
For every ounce of emotion I poured into that kiss, I felt it being sent back to me from her. It was like a continual loop of love and lust, growing stronger the longer it continued. Bella grasped at my neck pulling me closer, devouring me with her mouth as her tongue massaged mine excitedly.
The kiss was not broken until the depravation of oxygen was making us both lightheaded. We gasped for breath in unison, staring deeply in one another’s eyes as my eyes caressed the curves of her body slowly as hers slid from my neck to glide across my stomach, nails scraping lightly across the muscles before they reached the bottom of my shirt.
She tugged at the tails of my button up shirt, still tucked in my jeans while my fingers slipped under the bottom hem of her shirt and fluttered softly over the satin skin of her stomach. She moaned, closing her eyes softly as my hands floated upward along her rib cage. She began to slowly undo the buttons of my shirt beginning at the bottom and working her way up, trailing her knuckled across my skin in exaggerated slowness along the way.
I moved my hand slowly up her body, creeping the material of her soft purple sweater up along the way, keeping pace with her progress. As she popped open the last button on my shirt, I slid my hands under her arms, lifting them above her head as I ripped the material up, freeing her from the material and exposing her sexy jewel toned purple bra covered in black lace.
I slung the shirt immediately to the side, claiming her lips again with mine. We moaned into one another’s mouths as her bare torso crashed against mine through the opening of the shirt. Immediately Bella’s hands pressed against my abs, slowly moving up to my shoulders where they dipped under the material of my shirt, pushing it down my arms to fall to the floor behind me.
My mouth broke free of hers and my lips began to descend across her jaw and down the line of her neck to nip at the place where it joined her shoulder as she leaned her head away to give me better access. I snaked my tongue out to lick at the dip in between her collar bones, growling instinctively at the taste of Bella on my tongue. She was the perfect blend of sweet and salty.
Her arms wrapped around my waist, holding tightly as she arched her back encouraging me to continue my assault on her skin while also grinding our hips in delicious ways that made my blood boil like never before.
I slipped my hands behind her back, releasing the clasp on her pretty bra, pulling it free from her body so I could feast on her perfect peaks. She didn’t believe me when I told her how beautiful she was, but it was so very true. It was well known that I had made the rounds with models throughout the years, but in all their perceived perfection, not a one of them were as perfectly proportioned as my beautiful Bella. Her breasts were perfectly rounded with just enough fullness to be luscious in the hand and under the lips, but not enough to sag. Her half dollar sized nipples stood perfectly pink at the pinnacle of the alabaster orbs, standing proudly and begging my lips to be wrapped around them.
I moaned as my slow descent brought me to her right nipple where I caressed it with my nose before slipping my tongue out to flick it gently, tweaking the left gently between my fingers. Bella arched harder toward me whispering ‘please’ as her hands slid down my back to cup my ass pulling me closer. She ground her center into me harder making me ache all the more to feel her completely.
With a moan, I took her nipple into my mouth sucking gently, rasping my tongue across the beautifully hardened peaks. The more attention I lavished on her sensitive buds, the harder she rubbed herself against my painfully tight jeans. The tiny cries in the back of her throat sent shivers down my spine.
Unable to take it any more, I moved my hands to her ass, lifting her up as she wrapped herself around me tightly. I carried her to the wall beside the fireplace, as I sucked voraciously on her neck before trailing back down to lave at the poor lonely breast that had been ignored before.
Bella began panting and shifting against me using the wall for leverage, causing another growl of desire to rise from my chest. I shifted my mouth back up to her lips to claim them again as her hands drifted from where they supported her weight on my shoulders to grasp at my hair, pushing my face harder into hers.
When we broke away, I looked into her eyes, hooded with lust and glowing with love for me and I couldn’t help but smile like a lunatic. “I love you so damn much, Bella. God, I’ve wanted you for so long, dreamed about it, pleasured myself to the fantasies, and yet everything pales so much in comparison to the reality.”
Her eyes rolled back in her head as a long husky moan rumbled against my chest. When her eyes opened, they were soft and full of so much adoration my heart fluttered. “I love you too, Edward, so much. Take me upstairs and make love to me. Make me yours. I want to be yours.”
I sucked in a deep breath at her words, and then without any more of a reply than the deep kiss I placed on her lips, I braced my hands more firmly under her thighs and carried her up the staircase to the loft above. As we reached the bottom of the stairs she wrapped her arms tightly around my neck, burying her nose in the base and kissing my collarbone reverently.
When I reached the bed, I slowly leaned down, placing her delicately on the comforter as though she were made of fragile spun glass. I loved this woman too much to ravish her in a haze of lust forgetting to show the overwhelming emotions I felt for her. Instead I was going to worship her like the goddess she was.
After I settled her in the middle of the bed, I left for a moment to grab the condoms out of my bag that I had packed just in case. I didn’t want to be unprepared if the moment arose and be tempted to not be cautious with my Bella. She deserved to be protected in every respect.
When I turned around, I was surprised to see Bella sitting up on the side of the bed, a flame glowing in her hand as she lit one of the pillar candles on the bedside table. Then she rolled across the mattress lighting the one on the other side. When she was done, she shifted back to the middle of the bed, noticing me watching and settled back with a gentle sexy smile.
I swallowed thickly, as I stared down at the beauty waiting in the bed for me, her dark hair splayed across the pillow, contrasting pointedly with the creamy white satin of the pillow case under her. The candle light set the room a flicker with a light yellow hue that made the skin of her bare chest glow.
With the condoms in hand, I slowly crawled up the bed next to her. I tossed them on the bedside table and shifted to lay on my side next to her, my head propped up on my left hand as my right smoothed across the soft planes of her abdomen before trailing up to circle her nipples lightly before tracing up to outline the contours of her face, which were more prominent thanks to the light from the candles.
She closed her eyes with a soft hum as she leaned her face into my touch. The intimacy of the moment was something very new to me in so many ways. I had never grasped the importance of intimacy before, never believing that sex could truly be a deeper experience than the physical arousal. In this moment as I took the time to memorize the lines and curves of my beloved’s face, I finally understood the truth behind intimacy and the spiritual depth it provided to the act of making love.
As I disappeared into my deep and poignant thoughts, my fingers continued to drift along the ridge of her brow and down her nose to dip across her lips. As my finger passed the delicate bow of her top lip, she opened her eyes to look at me, nearly black with desire as she pulled my finger between her lips with a slow kiss, slowly pushing it out of her lips with her tongue before parting them a bit more again to pull it back between them, earning a long moan laced with pleasurable agony. She was killing me slowly, but boy was it a great way to go.
I sucked in a deep breath, my eyes rolling up into my head as she continued to tease my finger with her lips. When I finally opened my eyes, she was smiling up at me in a way that made my stomach tighten in anticipation. This was the look she always got just before she took control, which usually led to her caressing me to climax in the past.
She released my finger from her lips as her left hand reached across her body to lightly trail the lines of my abs. After a few seconds, she braced her hand on my sternum, pushing me backwards to lay flat on the bed. Rolling on her side, her fingers resumed they’re journey across the ridges of my body, as her mouth attached to my earlobe, nibbling gently before drifting down my neck, laving gloriously at my flesh.
I felt her hand drifting ever closer to the waistband of my jeans as I mentally willed her to hurry. I gasped in relief when she reached it and pulled it open quickly lowering my zipper and freeing the painful tension that had gathered there as her mouth drifted down across my pecs. She circled my nipples slowly with her tongue, looking up at me through her eyelashes. The feel of her tongue on me was pleasant, but it was the look in her eye that really instigated the moan that followed.
She smirked up at me as her fingers danced down the front of my pants and over the solid bulge under my boxers. My hips shifted instinctually into her touch, my body begging for her to grip me, stroking me with beautiful friction. Her hand cupped me, gripping me through the material of my underwear and moving in slow deliberate motions as her lips caressed my upper abdominal muscles with hot open mouthed kisses. The closer her mouth got to the waistband of my underwear, the tighter her grip became on my hardness.
It was getting to the point where I was about to lose it before she ever got to her destination if she didn’t hurry. I buried my hands in her hair, massaging her scalp and resisting the urge to position her where I wanted her. Her lips felt so good against my flesh and I wanted her warm mouth to surround me and take me in.
She was almost there when I remembered that I wanted to make sure she felt worshipped. I found myself wondering if she would enjoy herself as much if I allowed her to do this first. I didn’t want her to think that loving her body with every bit of mine was some sort of reciprocation for the things she did to me, and besides that, I knew that the excitement I would feel at tasting her would be nearly as wonderful as having her mouth on me.
As gently as possible, I gripped her shoulders and brought her back to my mouth, where I licked her lips before kissing her gently.
“Wait my beautiful Bella; I want to make you feel good first. Let me love you the way you deserve to be loved. Let me worship your body, unwrap you from your clothes, and discover your secrets.”
She moaned into my mouth as I resumed kissing her gently, caressing her body with a feather light touch as we sat on the bed with her body nearly in my lap. I ghosted my hands across her shoulders and breasts, teasing her nipples with my thumbs before drifting down to her waist and skimming along the band of her jeans.
Placing my hand in the middle of her chest, I followed her earlier example, pushing her to lay back and popping the button and opening the fly with one hand while holding myself above her with the other; exploring her chest and stomach with my mouth. I pulled away, scooting toward her legs as I grasped the tops of her jeans in my hands and tugged them down past her hips revealing the purple satin panties that matched the bra. I slowly pushed the material of her pants down her legs and off her feet, laying them across the footboard of the bed.
I ran my hands back up her legs, massaging at her muscles as I traveled, smoothing circles in her satin skin with my thumbs. I could see the darkened material of her underwear, moistened with her arousal for me. An animalistic desire boiled deep in me to rip off the material and bury myself deep inside her, thrusting until we both screamed for release, but my goal tonight was not raw animal passion, but rather adoration and worship.
With this in mind, I continued to massage her thighs as I leaned up kissing the curve of her hip, kissing and sucking gently, driven by the desire to mark her with proof of my adoration for her. She moaned and shifted underneath me as I sucked and nipped at the same circle of flesh with fervor, determined to give her a physical reminder that she owned me body and soul.
Her hand buried in my hair as she began to beg me, not telling me what she wanted, but begging none the less. I pulled back examining my work with a satisfied smile. It was already tinged slightly purple. I licked across to her belly button and rested my chin there as I looked up at her adoringly.
“What do you want my love? I will do anything you ask, but you have to tell me how you want me to worship you. How do you want my devotion to be displayed?”
She moaned and bucked up to rub her soaked panties against my chest. “Touch me, feel me, taste me. I want to feel a part of you inside me, any part.”
I growled, ducking my face to lick around her belly button as I slid my hands to ghost over the wet satin covering her swollen sex.
“Your wish is my command,” I whispered barely loud enough for her to hear as I slipped my fingers under her underwear, pulling it away and running my hand straight back up to her core. I slid my fingers up and down her slit as she arched her back with a loud cry.
I twitched inside my boxers as the slickness that met my fingers and the swollen protrusion of her clit as the pad of my finger applied pressure as it slipped past it. I looked up at her face, as her eyes locked with mine and my heart began to pound harder in my chest.
“I love you so much, Bella,” I told her as I slipped a single finger into her opening, twisting it as I pulled it back out slowly, relishing the warm slick walls inside her, begging for me to be buried inside.
Bella moaned and arched her back, but kept her eyes on me the entire time as I slowly shifted my finger in and out of her, while the other hand slid up to move slow circles around her clit. Her eyes rolled up in her head as I kept a slow, constant rhythm. Eventually I added a second finger as she cried out, her eyes rolling into her head a moment before refocusing on me.
“Edward, oh, please.”
I smiled, knowing without her saying that I hadn’t done all that had been asked of me yet. Keeping my eyes on hers, I slowly leaned down to where my hands kept steady movement on her body, removing my finger from her clit and slowly licking up her slit to circle her clit with my tongue. A loud moan escaped my mouth and rumbled against her flesh as the taste of her sweetness registered on my tongue.
I smiled as I felt her hands grasp my hair pushing me harder into her cleft as she moaned out encouragements and oaths of love. Her body writhed deliciously under me as I gently caressed her inside and out in an unforgiving rhythm. When her body began to tremble under me I moaned again, purposefully adding the vibrations to the sensations racking her body.
Bella screamed my name, arching off the bed and flooding my fingers and mouth with her essence, while her walls milked my fingers determinedly. Her head thrashed and her legs tightened around my head as I continued to lave at her steadily as the waves of her climax continued to wash over her, not stopping until her cries finally stopped and she lay limp below me, breathing hard with exertion.
With a proud heart, I slowly kissed my way back up her delectable body, settling next to her and letting my fingers caress her soft flesh. I wanted to kiss her, but I also didn’t want to disgust her. Her breasts heaved heavily as she fought to catch her breath, her torso and face glistening with a fine sheen of sweat.
Once she steadied her breathing, she looked over at me with a beautiful glowing smile. “Oh Edward, thank you. Wow!”
She reached her hand behind my head and pulled me down to kiss her mouth, moaning against my tongue as she lapped at it passionately. I moaned, feeling my eyes roll in ecstasy again.
She smiled into my lips as her hands slowly drifted down my body again, tugging down the jeans that were still hanging on my hips and pushing them down past my feet with her toes. I groaned as she rolled on top of me, grinding her bare, wet core against my rock hard erection, through the thin material of my boxers.
I watched in awe as she rocked on top of me, her breasts bouncing in time with her motions, her hooded eyes focused on me. My hand instantly slid up her sides to cup her breasts, teasing her nipples into deliciously tight peaks.
Bella leaned down to kiss me before slowly sliding back down my body, kissing as she quickly slid this time, only stopping once her face was over my tented boxers. Looking up at me again through her eyelashes with that sexy smile, she grasped the band, freeing me to the cool air with a moan.
She didn’t waist any time as she licked a quick circle around the head and then slid me past her lips and deep into her mouth, moaning around me with delicious vibrations. I fisted the comforter on either side of me as she bobbed up and down, glancing up at me every few cycles with dark eyes.
Her hand joined the effort with twisting motions as she twirled her tongue over me with each pass, and far more quickly than I would have liked, I knew I was going to cum. I grasped her hair in my hand whispering warnings just in time for her to pull away, pumping me with a wicked smile as my essence squirted all over her hand and my stomach. I screeched out her name and a string of cuss words I felt a bit guilty for after the fact, but holy mother of all that was good in the world, the woman was insanely good.
I lay on the bed a sweaty mess, panting like a dog as she crawled up my side and settled next to me, resting her head on my chest and her knee across my thighs. She rested there for a few minutes, kissing me occasionally before sliding out of bed and walking not the bathroom, returning a few minutes later with a wash rag.
With a very tender touch, she carefully wiped away the mess from my stomach and penis, slowly running the cloth up and down my length, sending new shots of arousal through my system and into my slowly recovering shaft. She shifted the cloth to my balls before returning to ‘wash’ my now very hard shaft some more, with a wry smile.
I smiled back, shifting to sit on my knees in front of her and carefully taking the cloth from her hand. I folded it so that the dirty side was concealed before brushing the cloth slowly across her breasts and down between her legs, spending extra time ‘cleaning’ her clit.
She moaned, arching her back and tossing her head back, as her mouth opened into a wide ‘o’. I sped my motions, leaning forward to nip on her breasts as I continued the thorough cleaning of her sex, shifting one finger lower to slide inside, curling it up and tapping gently as I changed the rhythm of the cloth. Bella screamed loudly as her body began to tremble.
She leaned forward pulling my head from her breast, crashing her lips into mine, as she shivered her way through her second orgasm of the night. When her voice finally returned, she ran her fingers through my hair gently, clutching my face between her hands and looking deeply in my eyes.
“Make love to me, Edward. I need to feel you. I need you to love me with all that you have. Please baby, please make love to me.”
I leaned forward and kissed her nose tenderly. “Gladly my love, I want nothing more.”
I leaned over to the bedside table, grabbing a condom off and ripping it open with my teeth before sliding it on as Bella watched intently still kneeling in front of me. Once it was in place, she slid her hand over me a few times as I reached forward to caress her well lubricated folds, teasing her with my fingers.
She looked into my eyes as she told me to sit back against the headboard. Once I was settled she crawled over my legs straddling me, as her lips claimed mine, her hands running through my hair eagerly. As we kissed, she positioned me between her slick folds, making me moan and twitch as she shifted me back and forth across her clit.
I was on the verge of exploding just from the friction she was creating when she pulled away and looked me deep in the eyes the same moment that she shifted her hips, accepting me into her body. She tensed at the intrusion, but her eyes retained the same deep brown adoration.
Once she adjusted, she slipped a little more, bit by bit taking me all the way inside her. When I was completely sheathed, we both whimpered slightly at the sensations and emotions boiling inside us.
I felt her internal muscles flutter around me as she whispered an oath of love with tears in her eyes. My emotions overwhelmed me at the beauty of her body and soul and her tears that streaked silently down her face. I knew they were tears of love and joy and they made my own eyes water in reaction.
In all the languages spoken since the dawn of time, there aren’t enough words to describe the feeling of completeness I felt while sitting there connected to Bella both physically and emotionally. There was a shift in my universe that night that would never be altered. In that single moment my life no longer was my own, but was rather hers, forever.
Our hands roamed one another’s faces a moment before our lips met again and Bella began to shift on top of me slowly. Her kisses grew more intense with the increase in the speed of her hips. I held her hips, helping her shift on me and adjusting her speed as she pulled away and held onto my shoulders as she rode me. The intensity of our gaze was almost more powerful than the intensity of our bodies moving toward climax.
After several minutes, I shifted us, rolling over so that I she rested below me, as I lowered myself into her. I kissed her lips as I thrust in her, shifting her hips to get a better angle trying to give her the most pleasure possible as she rose to meet me with each thrust.
Shifting up on my knees, I lifted her legs in front of me, holding them apart as I sped my hips as her hands drifted up to rub furiously at her clit. The sight of her touching herself and my shaft entering her was quickly pushing me past my limits.
I stared into her eyes as her brows knit together and her eyes narrowed, her jaw tense. She was so close.
“Oh Bella, love, I’m not going to last much longer, you feel so good baby. I need you to cum for me. I want to feel you cum on my dick before I let go. Please baby, let me feel you.”
I let go of one of her ankles to rub her clit for her as her hands flew to her hair while the other teased her nipple and then her mouth opened in a silent scream as I felt her clamp around me, her back arching off the bed. The second her body clamped around me I yelled out in my own orgasm, still pumping into her as she rode through the waves of her own climax.
Completely spent, I collapsed on top of her, doing my best to not put my full weight on her body. She whimpered in my ear, placing lazy kisses on my sweaty temple as her hands slowly slid up to rest on my back. I rolled to the side, panting in exhaustion.
When we finally calmed down a bit, I slid off the condom, tossing it into the trash can by the bed and curled myself around Bella, wrapping our legs together under the covers as she tucked her head under my chin and our arms encircled one another’s torsos.
I had never known it was possible to feel this way about another human being. Now I understood the bond between my aunt and uncle, and Rose and Emmett in a new way that I never had before.
I smiled as I felt Bella relax into my body and her breathing deepened into a steady cadence.
“You have all of me now, my Bella. Please keep it safe.”
Inifinity (M Outtake)
I took one more look around the studio before leaving to get Bella. Everything was in place. I paid poor Bree double time to come over and sort through the props and help me move them into the back storage room. She was the one who suggested draping the walls with fabric to give it a softer feel. To be honest, Bree was a godsend in this whole thing. She helped me give the room just the right feel without going overboard.
When we started off, I only knew three things for sure. I wanted to have a small table decorated nicely for our meal, music and a dance floor type area to dance with her, and the couch I slept on the night she came and found me after I admitted to her that she had been my long lost muse for years. I knew that it was the only place I could ask her to marry me, it was where our relationship really began and so it seemed only fitting that it should be the place where we took the next step forward together…that is as long as she accepted my proposal.
My stomach lurched painfully at the idea that she might not want to marry me. I knew she loved me. I knew we had a bond that transcended what either of us could express. What I didn’t know was whether she would want to get married at all. It had come up in random conversation in the past that she was wary of marriage in her youth, thus leading to her never being one of those girls who sat around daydreaming of their perfect white wedding. She had seen too much pain from her parents’ divorce and had been highly indoctrinated by Renee to live her life before she got tied down to a man.
At the same time, I also knew that since then she had seen her mother be happily married with Phil, and now her father was getting remarried to Sue. I held tightly to the hope that new positive examples were possibly adjusting her opinion of marriage because more than anything, I wanted Bella to be my wife.
After one last pass of the room, placing mental checkmarks next to the items in my internal checklist, I called for the car I had hired to transport us back and forth from Bella’s for the evening. I wanted to give the impression of a fancy night on the town so she would be even more surprised by our true destination. I just hoped that it didn’t backfire and she would be offended by my alternative choice in nighttime activity.
I was feeling excessively anxious as I walked up to the door of her apartment. I was placing so much focus on the night, I could only hope that it would turn out well. Alice let me in, teasing me that I was going to jizz my pants just at the sight of my girl. I laughed and make some tongue in cheek remark that I had that problem on a normal day, much less when she was dressed up.
Alice had no clue what our plans were for the night, but her keen sense of intuition was probably tipping her off as my hands instinctively fluttered around exercising various nervous habits as I waited for Bella to emerge from her bedroom. As I feared, Alice eyed me speculatively. Her mouth had just opened to comment when I heard the sound of footsteps coming up the hallway.
I turned to see a vision in light blue floating toward me, each step making her body undulate in deliciously seductive ways under the delightfully clingy material of her dress. She honestly looked as though she were a Greek Goddess stepping effortlessly down from Mt. Olympus to grace my inferior mortal self with her divine presence.
I never really considered the term ‘eye fucking’ before, but the way my gaze devoured each and every one of her perfect curves would most definitely be classified as such by an outside observer. My fingers twitched at my sides with the impulse to reach out and grasp the curvature of her waist, to run my hands up and down the hourglass curves to take in the firm plumpness of her perky breasts and rounded butt. Many times throughout our relationship, I have struggled with the overwhelming lust in my soul for Bella’s body, but not once had the desire been as powerful as it was in that moment.
I forced my eyes away from the perfection of her body when the sounds of her giggles brought me back to reality. I felt a bit guilty, but was relieved to find her eyes filled with very similar flames as I knew danced behind my own. I was glad I created the same reactions in her as she did in me. If things went as well as I prayed this evening, we would have the pleasure of ravishing one another the rest of the night, while holding a new, more definitive claim on one another.
I crossed to her side, pulling her hand up to mine to kiss in reverence. I wanted to some way to express how amazing she looked, to tell that she put Aphrodite herself to shame, yet the gift of eloquence escaped me completely. The only exclamation I could produce from my lips was ‘Wow.’
Bella explained that Alice had made the dress for her expressly for the evening and I had to praise her tiny friend for her exceptional skill. If Bella hadn’t said as much, I would have thought she spent top dollar for such beautiful workmanship. Alice’s skill was definitely not to be undervalued.
Once we said our goodnights to Alice, I led Bella to the car. I couldn’t keep my eyes off of Bella. I was a photographer, having been paid top dollar to photograph what the world considered some of the most beautiful people on Earth. I had seen all types of beauty from all parts of the world, and yet not one even came close to matching the beauty of the love of my life. I kept waiting for the mirage to disappear, for this to have all been one beautiful perfect dream. If it would, I would awaken to find myself a broken man. Yet, I knew it was real. She was real…and with any luck, in a few short hours she would be my fiancée.
The entire drive back to the studio, we stared at one another. In regular intervals, Bella’s cheeks would redden in embarrassment. I tried to tear my eyes away to ease her discomfort, but I simply couldn’t. She was too beautiful not to soak in every second.
Our staring match also worked in my favor, as Bella was so distracted, she had not noticed where we had gone until the car pulled to a stop in front of my building. Bella blinked slowly toward the building, looking perplexed. I felt myself smile in devious pleasure that I had, in fact, surprised her. I tightened my hold on her hand between us, brushing my thumb across the pad of soft flesh under her thumb.
“I sort of did something a little different. Instead of going out in style, we are staying in…in style.”
She giggled, watching as I stepped out of the car before offering her my hand. She took it and let me lead her to the floor. As we walked along, I smirked as I noticed her body language indicated that she expected to go the apartment. She squeaked in surprised when I halted us abruptly in front of the studio door, looking up at me in confusion. I smiled down at her triumphantly, knowing that at the very least, she would be pleased with what we had done to the studio since it looked like an entirely different room.
“Our date this evening is in here, Miss Swan.” I intoned with a bit of a haughty tenor, trying to make it sound more distinguished. I opened the door slowly and held my breath as I waited for her reaction, mentally crossing my fingers that she would appreciate it.
She spun slowly, taking in the room and its changes as I watched on with baited breath. The dim light shining down on her from the lanterns above made her look even more heavenly than before as the crystals on her dress shimmered in the light. I gave her some time to absorb everything before I spoke up from where I waited by the doorway.
“So what do you think, my love? Is it a worthy place to stay in, in style?”
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