Bella knew she wasn't beautiful. She had grown up with the belief that tall, thin and blonde were the epitome of beauty, and all the most popular girls at school had fitted that blueprint. But when Edward studied her with wide wondering eyes she felt beautiful for the first time in her life and, even though she was convinced it wasn't true, it made her feel special. 'I have to admit I liked seeing you,' she confessed tensely, striving to reward his appreciation.
'Really?' Edward laughed, amused by that little morsel of flattery when he was accustomed to a positive barrage of compliments in the bedroom. He admired Bella's restraint and lack of drama even while he could hardly wait to shatter her defenses and see her lose herself in the throes of passion.
He kissed her and it was like the first time all over again, his tongue thrusting into her mouth to set her alight, tiny little spasms of excitement igniting afresh to clench her womb. He pushed her legs apart and ran a forefinger along the seam there and she stiffened, knowing she was damp and knowing it was absolutely crazy to get into bed with him and be embarrassed about such a natural thing but unable to overcome her self-consciousness. What on earth had happened to her belief that she could make him a science project? she asked herself suddenly, dismayed to be losing her detachment. She closed her eyes tight while he played with the most sensitive spot on her entire body, pleasure, and longing traversing her in steady waves. She gritted her teeth, suddenly terrified of getting too carried away and losing control as her ass rose involuntarily.
She made no effort to evade him when he pushed back the sheet. In fact, she braced herself to tolerate the intimacy as he tipped her legs over his shoulders and homed in on the most private part of her.
'You're beautiful here too,' Edward purred with a lack of inhibition that shook her and she studied the ceiling in disbelief, struggling to retain some distance from the leaps and jerks of her feverishly aroused body. Then the tip of his tongue touched her and circled her and a rolling wave of pleasure gripped her. Her eyes closed, teeth tightening to hold back a gasp but her control was broken within moments because she had never ever experienced that much pleasure. Sounds were wrenched from her parted lips and her fingers knotted in his hair as the screaming ache for fulfillment built and built and she was lost in the storm of it with her heart thundering and her body writhing. And when she reached high, it was explosive and mind-blowing and all the superlative exaggerated words of description that once would have made her roll her eyes in disbelief.
'You're incredibly responsive, meli mou,' Edward husked, finding his every expectation mirrored in the dazed pleasure in her wide eyes and the closing of her arms around him in the aftermath.
Bella was dimly aware of him reaching for a foil packet. Her body might still be leaping with pleasure but her brain was firing back on all cylinders because he had blown her expectations out of the water with his very first move.
He shifted over her, lithe and confident as a jungle cat on the hunt, and she shut her eyes tight again against his intrusion of his. It was going to happen, it was finally going to happen and she would be like almost every other woman, no longer in the dark, no longer ignorant. But it had never occurred to her before that any man could make her want him so desperately that nothing else seemed to matter. His hands cupped her ass to tilt her boneless body back into a better position and then she felt the crown of him at her entrance and she tensed at the exact same moment he thrust deep and hard. The tender tissue of her channel burned and then a sharp little sting sliced through her, provoking a cry of discomfort from her lips. Edward froze.
'What the hell...? I hurt you?'
Forced by the unexpected to open her eyes, Bella knew her face had to be redder than a ripe apple. 'I was a virgin,' she admitted belatedly.
'A what' Edward yelled as if she had jabbed him with a red-hot poker. 'And you're telling me that now?'
'It was private,' Bella told him succinctly, her lush mouth folding into a compressed line. 'Now that it's done, can we just go back to where we were?'
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GREEK HUSBAND
Romance'This was more than a little push,' Bella censured. 'I don't know why you're doing it either. You can't want me as a wife that much.' 'Why not?' 'I'm just ordinary.' 'I don't see you that way, meli mou,' Edward countered. 'I see you as different, as...
