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Chapter 13: Honeymoon

I knew from the moment I said I do that I had made the right decision with Edward. I looked at his now fully happy bright eyes.
"Bella?" he asked returning my gaze.
“Yes, Edward?" We both couldn't stop smiling at the fact that we were on our honeymoon. “We’re here” he said as our navy rental car pulled up to a beautiful little cottage. Only when we had finally taken our seats on the plane did he tell me our destination: New Zealand. He claimed it was very green, like Forks. He was not lying. There, nestled on a tiny hill was the cottage, and the land surrounding it closely resembled our meadow back in Forks. Simply breathtaking. The bright sun warmed the soft grass that covered the Earth. Wildflowers of all colors consumed a large part of the meadow and I could vaguely hear the trickling of a small river nearby. The crisp air was refreshing and I rolled down the windows to inhale deeply. I whipped my head back to look at him. His eyes were intense, I had never seen them this way before. It made me blush. He lifted his hand towards me and brushed my warm cheek softly. My heart beat with elated happiness as he got out of the car and came around to the passenger side to get me.
Edward swept me up into his arms and met my mouth with his. He kicked the car door shut with his foot, never breaking the kiss as he cradled me gently but securely in his arms up towards the little cottage.
Only when we reached the door did he detach his lips from mine, leaving me gasping for air. Candles and white and pink rose petals sporadically covered the room. I wonder if Alice told him to do that. I noticed my mouth was hanging open in shock because I heard Edward's soft silvery laugh and it knocked me from my trance.
"Oh, Edward it’s beautiful, everything is perfect.”
"I’m pleased you like it." He smiled his crooked smile that still knocked me breathless.
I turned my head to further view the room; a canopy bed was situated to the far side of us. It was as large as Edward’s back home but had sheer white curtains that flowed gracefully from the top of the awning.

He slowly walked towards the bed, pulling aside the material and softly set me down. I loved how he draped the fabric so that it hung loosely around us. It gave the room more of a sense of privacy, even though we already had all the privacy in the world. He gently guided me so I was lying down, kissing my neck as he did so. The moment his soft lips touched my skin, my heart began too react violently. So many times he had kissed my neck; it was a silly response my heart had.

He glided his lips teasingly along my jaw, around to my temple and finally came slowly back down to my impatient mouth. He pressed his frosty lips against mine; they started moving in time with my own. It was soft, slow but somehow urgent at the same time. My tongue traced his bottom lip slightly. Then, he did something unexpected; I felt his icy tongue brush against mine. My arms automatically tangled around his neck forcing him closer to my body. My fingers knotted tightly in his hair. His breathing turned ragged as he pressed me deeper into the bed - always gentle -placing my arms above my head and pinning me against the mattress. I couldn't believe it. He wasn't pushing me away. He meant what he had said; we were really going to try this.

It was extremely difficult to think straight as his cold, sweet breath raced through my lungs. He situated himself so that I was on top of him and drew me closer, never letting go of my waist. His mouth never stopped, our tongues intertwined. His body molding to fit the shape of mine perfectly. His hands moved to untie the bow of a pink halter dress that Alice insisted I wear. Then glided smoothly down the exposed skin on my back and made their way to the bottom of the dress. He began sliding it slowly upwards while tantalizingly dragging his cool fingertips along my skin. Goosebumps covered my legs as I felt the dress inch above my waist. And with one swift movement he removed it over my head and threw it to the side to reveal the matching black lace underwear set I had received from Renee. It was an embarrassing gift to accept from your mother, but I was grateful for it now. A flash of lust glinted in his honey eyes. I tried to maneuver myself so that I was atop of him, but with no avail. When he realized my desire, he took me safely in his arms and rolled over until he was looking down at me. I led my hands to his white shirt. Gripping his sleeves, I pulled him closer to me, his face now inches from mine. I removed the buttons vigorously and tossed it to the ground where it joined my dress. I stared at his bare beautiful white chest sparkling in the candlelight. Electricity pulsed through my veins just as it had the first day in the Science Classroom. And here I was, being able to do what I had wanted. I grabbed his muscular arms and pressed him against me while kissing his neck. A soft sigh seeped from his lips. This sigh I had never heard from him. It was a sexual sigh; and it got me wanting more.

We rolled along the bed and once again I found myself on top of him, my legs wrapped tightly around his lower waist. I was quickly tearing off the rest of his clothing with trembling hands, afraid at any moment that I might have gone too far. My eyes filled with desire as I stared at his bare chest, lustfully tracing the smooth contours with my eyes. Then I leaned foreword, kissing it slowly. I worked from his lower chest slowly making my way back to his lips; I took my time while tasting his sweet skin. It was smooth as marble and sweet as honey. When I reached his neck, my kissing became harder. Fulfilling my longing.
"Bella," he murmured, his eyes closed. Oh no. No. I didn't want to stop now. But to my surprise he didn’t push me away, he carefully moved me beneath him, and placed his hands gently underneath me. He began toying with the clasp on my bra and finally removed it, exposing my ivory skin. His eyes were bright, alive, eager; and he pressed his lips firmly against my impatient body. Our breath became heavier and I crushed him further against me. My heart pounded noisily in my chest and I could feel my entire body pulsing. The blood in my veins seemed to grow unbearably hot. His kissing became more intense as his lips met mine once more. His hand slowly grazed down my shoulders, down my back, and to my thigh. So quickly, that I didn’t know how it happened, we were lying there, skin on skin. I could feel every part of him. Ever contour. Every muscle. I leaned down, my mouth against his ear.
“Edward" I whispered.
“Yes,"
“I’m ready.” His eyes were like fire as he looked into mine.

He pressed his hands against the small of my back and lifted me under the silk cream sheets. His frigid body closer to mine than it had ever been but I didn’t feel cold. I only felt the inescapable heat that surrounded me. He looked at my eyes again searching to see if I was completely sure of my statement.
“Yes, Edward. I am." I answered his unspoken question.

It was impossible to tell where my body stopped and his began; we had became one.
He gently pressed into me and I couldn’t restrain the sigh that escaped my mouth. My hands faced palms up near my head. His lips found mine, kissing them passionately, all previous barriers removed. His fingers interlaced with mine. Our bodies moved in time with the other. A perfect rhythm. I couldn't help but say his name.
“Edward," I muttered. And he pushed softer, kissing the side of my jaw and whispering in my ear, “I love you, Bella.” He kissed my neck, my arms, my chest. I felt his cold kisses radiate throughout my body. Our eyes locked, our lips met, our tongues converged roughly. He flipped me over, so that I was astride him. His movements became rougher - but never threatening. And his fingers clenched tightly at my waist, binding me to him. I burned inside an out, but not of pain.

Then, once again, I found myself beneath his beautiful body. His chest close to mine. Our breathing was still irregular as his body slowly began to subside. But his lips didn’t cease. He kissed me lightly on the mouth making his way gently to my side. He wrapped his arms around me and it was silent for a moment. Nothing could be heard but our ragged breaths.
"That was,” he began, but didn’t finish. After a few seconds he continued, his voice still staggered. “It was more than I could have ever imagined capable. Thank you for trusting me."
I didn’t answer. I didn’t know what to say. All words and meaning temporarily evaded me. I lay there paralyzed. After a minute I finally found my voice and I answered with the only thing I knew.
“I love you.” I replied. I turned my head to look at him. His expression was unreadable. So many emotions meshed together in one, it was hard to decipher an individual. But his eyes couldn’t stop smiling. This was the best night of my life and no matter what happened, I would never forget it. I was extremely and eternally grateful to him for keeping his promise. He seemed to agree with no words. I lay there, satisfied and humble in his arms, as I waited for our breathing to become regular again.