Flowers, chocolates, and beers to DrunkNessie (the beta formerly known as KatieTV) Sugartits and Bluebell (;) kstewfangirl). Thank you to SYTYCW for putting my story up on their blog under Undiscovered Gems and to wandb for rec'ing me on weekly pwns on the fictionators blog. Thank you, thank you!
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Come on get higher
Loosen my lips
Faith and desire
In the swing of your hips
Just pull me down hard
And drown me in love
~~Come On Get Higher, Matt Nathanson
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~~BPOV~~
"Oh shit. Edward, oh God. Stop, we need to go..." I mumbled into his mouth.
"You really want me to stop?" he whispered back, running his fingertips up and down my sides.
"You have to," I said with a shiver. "We're supposed to be at the main house."
"Stupid theme nights." He scowled before leaning back in for another kiss.
We'd left the park after a late afternoon heat wave struck and the grass crowded with families. He walked me to my cabin and when we discovered it empty, followed me inside. No sooner had I shut the door to my room did he have me up against it and his tongue back in my mouth. An hour later, I cracked open an eye and saw the time on the alarm clock near the bed. I hadn't made out like this since high school and I'd forgotten what I was missing.
His hands were on the bones of my hips, his thumbs currently tracing their lines as my knees knocked together. He left my mouth again for a moment to chuckle against my neck as I moaned and then took my ear into his mouth biting it gently. I squirmed against him and felt his hardness through his jeans and my skirt. I brushed past it again and it moved, pushing forward trying to free itself. I loved having this effect on him. I lifted my leg slightly running my knee against the inside of his thigh.
"Fuck, Bluebell. God you taste just like I thought you would." He brought his mouth back to mine and ran his tongue across my lips. "You're right. We need to stop." He put his hands on each side of my head and pushed off the door.
"We are so late. It'll just take me a minute to change. Do you want to come back for me or meet me there?"
"Meet you there. I have a feeling if I come back for you, we won't leave."
"No we won't, especially not after you see my get up."
"Bella," he groaned, "don't tell me I'm going to be beating them off with a stick all night."
I smiled and gave him a wink and he groaned again. "Now scoot, I need to change and so do you."
Rather than opening the door behind me, he waltzed over to the patio door on the other side of the bed and looked back at me with a grin.
"Where are you going?"
"My cabin, it's just over there," he said, pointing through the glass.
I walked over and looked out past his finger. A small meadow separated my back door from his front. "That's you? Why didn't you tell me before?"
"What? And risk you sneaking over in the middle of the night? I shouldn't have told you now."
I smirked and swatted his arm. "Me? How I can trust that you won't be opening this door tonight? I better lock it."
He put his lips to my cheek and whispered in my ear, "there are not enough locks in the world to keep me out."
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"Bella! Aloha Wahine!" Garrett took off his sunglasses and shook his coconut bra at me. He stood beneath a cardboard palm tree with a monkey climbing it's trunk. I wasn't aware Hawaii had a monkey population but whatever.
"What are you wearing? And how do you know Hawaiian?" I took in his floral sarong, Puka shell anklet and flowered flip-flops.
"You don't like my co-co-nuts?" He reached up to grab them in mock surprise. "I spent eight years on Oahu when I was a kid, my dad was stationed there."
"No way, you're a military brat? What does he think of the ponytail? Never mind the bikini."
"He makes me use the side door," he said with a laugh, wrapping his arm around Kate. She was in a matching coconut top and short sarong tucked under her round belly. Rather than be bare the swollen skin was painted as an ocean sunset.
"You look adorable, Bella," she said.
I glanced down at the long grass skirt and knotted Hawaiian shirt. I'd put a fake anklet lei around my right ankle and hibiscus behind my ear. My bikini top was under my shirt but there was no way I was prancing around half naked despite the fact that everyone else was.
"Thank you, so do you! Look at your beautiful belly!"
"Garrett did it. Isn't it gorgeous?"
"It is. How are you feeling?"
"Surprisingly, pretty great. I can't believe he'll be here next month. We are so excited." She glanced up to Garrett and they beamed at each other. "I am getting a little scared for the delivery. I keep telling myself that women do it everyday."
"They do. And it's not the worst form of torture ever because you know there's an end to it and the best reward ever. Don't try and be all brave about it either. With my first one I was thinking 'women in the world squat babies out in fields and go right on working I don't need any stinking drugs.' Ha. I made it eight hours and gave up on it. Then I was just fine. I didn't mess around the second time, got the drugs before they'd even slapped the bracelet on me."
"I'm doing a home birth with a midwife so no epidural for me!"
"Oops. Well then, it was a piece of cake. You won't feel a thing. Just breathe and chant and all that."
Kate smiled a naive my-birth-will-be-different smile. "Tell me something, how is it being a mom?"
"You want the answer I'm supposed to give because you're all glowy and imagining a cherubic angel, or the truth?"
She laughed. "The truth, of course."
"The truth? It's the most amazing thing in the world. You're going to love it."
She glowed again and leaned against Garrett's chest. He winked at me and reached down to rub her stomach. Benny and the ridiculously pretty boy he'd been hanging out with walked over and handed me a fruity drink.
"Oh, no thank you. Sorry, I drank enough for the whole trip last night."
"Mija, you were hysterical. And then, poof, you disappeared. Where were you off to?"
"Just turned in early before I could make too much of an ass of myself." My fingers rant through my hair and I hoped I sounded believable.
"Not possible," Garrett said, "you were on fire!"
"She is smokin', isn't she?" his voice said from behind.
I felt his hand on my back as he reached around to take the drink I'd just refused. His touch left me as he stepped forward to introduce himself to Benny's friend.
"Hello, I don't think we've met. I'm Edward."
"Caius Historical Fiction, nice to meet you. I'm actually a big fan."
Edward smiled at him but I saw his back tense. "Really? That's great, thank you. Garrett, I ran across one of your poems in a magazine when I was traveling over Christmas. Well done, my friend."
"Thank you, thank you. Kate's actually got a book coming out this fall about our travels last year. I'm so proud of her."
We all turned to a blushing Kate. "Well, when I was doing research on our next trip up north I found an amazing short story about Native American legends written by our own Bella Swan."
My turn to redden. I glanced up and saw Edward looking at me in shock. I hadn't told him yet about the small local publication that printed my story.
"I bought Benny's last book for my kids and they loved it. Sarah can't believe I know the guy who wrote it. You'd think I told her I knew Mickey Mouse."
"That's nice to know your daughters have taste. I wish everyone else felt that way." Benny grimaced as everyone laughed.
"It's not an easy market, mi amigo, I've said that for years. So saturated." Garrett clapped him on the back.
"Yeah, yeah. I know. But it's what I love. Who writes to be rich anyways? Edward withstanding of course."
Edward rolled his eyes at their laughter and sucked down his drink. "Benny, I told you ages ago that screenplay you wrote was off the chart. Get your ass to L.A. and sell that mother fucker."
"Maybe I will," Benny mused," but I want to hear more about Bella's story. Why didn't you tell us?"
I shrugged and wished I had a drink to fiddle with. "Oh I don't know, didn't seem like that big of a deal."
"Was it your first time in print?" Garrett asked.
"Yeah."
"Big deal then," Caius said. "The first time I made it to print, I framed that sucker and hung it on my wall. And my mom's wall, and my grandma's and my dry cleaner's..."
"You guys have to read it, it was beautiful," Kate gushed. "Your imagery was incredible. I was so moved by the wolf fable."
"Was it the rest of the piece from last year?" Edward asked quietly.
I nodded as our eyes locked. I felt the heat from his gaze and my stomach turned over. I couldn't concentrate while I thought of all the places his mouth had been not half an hour ago. I felt the buzz of him against my skin and between my legs.
"Then I can't wait to read it. Kate is right, it was breathtaking." He was still focused on my face though the conversation had moved on.
"It was your class that gave me the courage to submit it."
"You did not need my tutelage, your voice was decipherable from the start." He stepped to me and removed the flower from my ear. "This goes on your left ear. When it's worn on the right it means the girl is looking for love. The left is closer to the heart and shows she's taken." He tucked it behind the correct ear and ran a single finger tip down my cheek.
I struggled to swallow and was relieved when Aro approached. Taking the opportunity to go unnoticed, I slipped out one of the back doors to find some air that wasn't saturated with his scent.
On the patio I could see the place where he waited for me yesterday, the spot where I thought I might kiss him and then backed out. I had imagined kissing him a thousand times this past year, wondering if when I had the chance, I'd really do it. Now that I had, I couldn't imagine stopping.
The memories and the unseasonably warm temps outside were having the opposite effect and I felt hotter than I had before. I reached for the door handle and realized it had locked behind me. I did not want to embarrass myself by knocking on the door and I doubted they'd hear me over the music anyways. Glancing to my right, I saw a long hallway of hotel room doors that I knew would take me to a doorway to the main living room. I set off down the dark walkway wishing again that I had a drink. Edward had sucked me dry.
A mechanical humming buzzed ahead where I found a nook for an ice machine. I opened the front and stuck my hand in for a piece. It melted instantly and I reached again for more as a hand slid up by back and circled around my neck.
"Interesting place to sneak off to, Bluebell. I'm fairly certain they had ice inside."
I smiled at the machine. "Are you following me?"
"So what if I am?" He let go of my neck to brush my hair to the side and place a kiss in the middle. Despite the freezing cold air blast on my front, I was molten.
I popped the ice in my mouth savoring the coolness against my tongue and Edward's left arm slid around my waist pulling me into him. His right hand produced a chunk of ice and slid it up my arm, over my shirt, around my front and across my lips. I licked and sucked it from his fingertips before he pushed it in and pulled it out again, taking it from me. The ice traveled down my neck to the hollow between my breasts where it evaporated at once.
He spread the droplets across my flushed skin and teased the edge of bikini top with his fingertips. He pushed me forward slightly until I was resting my cheek against the machine feeling the cool breeze on my bare stomach. His lips were in my hair and at my ear.
"Is this that same blue suit? The one I've seen in a tangle on the floor in my dreams?"
I could do nothing but whimper "yes" as he traced the strings of my top.
"Didn't we find ourselves in this same position last year but my mouth was no where this close to yours nor were my hands inside your shirt although they both longed to be."
My nipples and clit hardened in unison. He spun me around so that we were face to face and slid his arm up by back to hold my neck again. He waited a moment before dropping his mouth to mine and taking in my bottom lip. He sucked and sank his teeth in a little before his fingers grazed my pointed nipples and I pushed forward crashing into his teeth.
The coldness of my tongue was gone in his mouth as our tongues moved together, pushing and pulling. He let his hand take my breast fully in his palm and his thumb continued to make brushing strokes across my arousal.
"I can only imagine how this would feel on your skin."
We moaned together as I brought my leg up to hitch on his hip and bring him in closer. The grass skirt parted as he pressed into me. He was riding loose in his board shorts and his interest was apparent beneath the flimsy material of his suit and mine. I swayed my hips with the distant music and he rolled across me.
"Bella, Bella, Bella. What did I say the last time you moved like this?"
"When I danced in the bar? You said that I had no idea the things you could to me."
"That's right," he said between nibbles at my neck. "You still don't."
"I think I have a pretty good idea."
"Do you now? Did you think about me, Bluebell? While we were apart? When you were alone?"
His mouth traveled lower to visit each bone of my chest cavity.
"Let's just say, you were a cure for many headaches." I can not believe I just said that.
I felt his smile against my skin.
"You cured a lot of things too. I thought of you many times thinking of me...touching yourself."
Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck. I knew he felt the dampness, he had to.
"Edward..." I moaned.
"Do you want to know what I imagined, Bella? How I pictured you?"
"Yes," I breathed. His tongue edged my suit and I felt it skim my skin.
"I pictured you on the beach that night with your hand up your dress, cussing me out for wanting me so bad."
I would have been mortified if I wasn't so turned on. "You were there? You saw me?" I squeaked out.
"Yes. That is my confession. I didn't think I would ever admit that to you but I want you to know how hot it was. I've thought about it every day since."
"I thought about you too. Everyday, whether I was alone or not, that is my confession. I don't think I've ever had so many orgasms in my life."
He laughed and lifted his head from my chest where he'd done nothing but taunt me. He squeezed my neck to pull me in and softly kissed my lips.
"More than anything else, Bluebell, I missed the sound of your voice."
I parted my lips to open myself to him and the machine shook beneath us shooting ice at my back. We rocked against it as the kiss deepened and we pulsed each others centers.
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"There you are, pup! Come on, they're doing best costume by loudest clap. Yell for me! Where's Cullen? He can finger whistle like nobody's business." Garrett looked around me to see Edward coming in the main door.
He sent me in first to trail behind by a few minutes and I headed straight to the bathroom to comb my hair and remove the shmears of lipstick from my cheeks and chin. Despite all efforts, my mouth maintained that kissing-is-better-than-collagen look and the glow of my cheeks shouted that I was just dry humped by Edward Cullen against an ice machine.
"Front and center you little tart," Garrett said, playfully smacking my grass covered butt. "Jesus Bella! Where have you been? Your ass is frozen solid."
"I guess it got colder outside," I said. I could hear Edward's chuckle from three feet away.
The announcers went through each contestant and since no one was overly creative, first prize went to Garrett and his coconuts. He brought his bottle of similarly flavored rum back to the table we'd commandeered for desert.
"You going to bust that open?" Benito asked.
"Hell no. I'm going to drink this from my girl's coconuts later."
The newlyweds leaned in and kissed. I felt Edward's eyes on my own coconuts and remembered his hands there. I shoveled the pineapple upside down cake in my mouth and wiggled under his smoldering eye touch. I wondered how much longer we had to stay here. As though he read my mind, Edward glanced to his watch and at the door. The lady from the front desk was walking towards us.
"I'm sorry to interrupt. Ms. Swan?" she said, bending towards me. "You have an emergency call at the front desk, it's your mother."
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Translations:
Aloha- hello or goodbye, in this case, hello
Wahine- woman (pronounced wah-hee-nee)
Mija- slang literally meaning my daughter (mi hija) but commonly used like "girl" or "sweetie" and the like
*Peeps out of hiding* Don't kill me for the cliffie, okay? I promise I'll be back soon with the next installment. In the meantime head over to the Twilighted Forums to discuss ways in which you'd like to kill me on the TUiB thread. ;)
~~I'd love reviews more than you'd love to have Edward and and a piece of ice all to yourself.~~
Wow. I will never look at an ice machine the same. *Fans self*. I love this story, the writing is fantastic and I can barely wait for updates. You just made my day at work!
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