“Trust me,” he soothed, kissing my lips. “Just feel. Your subconscious and conscious will both be screaming by the time my tongue is done with you, sweet girl.” He pressed his mouth against mine, pushing said tongue between my lips. His warm body was crushed against me as he held me tightly. His calloused hands ran up and down my arms as continued to massage my mouth with his. While we kissed, Edward flipped us so I was straddling his waist. My hands were tangled in his wild hair. With deft fingers, Edward unclasped my bra and it fell away from my body. His hands cupped my still voluptuous breasts. Despite my losing weight, I’ll always still have the girls. They aren’t going away anytime soon. “You feel so good, Bella.” Edward looked up at me and his eyes were black fire. “I’ve missed your skin. Feeling the warmth of your body. The softness of your breasts. Fuck, I’ve missed you!”
“I’ve been right here,” I blushed.
“Technically true, but I’ve missed you. I’ve missed touching you,” he whispered, his eyes softening and his own cheeks turning a soft pink. “I know we had to take a step back, Bella. But that doesn’t mean I didn’t yearn to be with you every night. My dreams are filled with my deepest fantasies involving you.” A devilish grin spread over his handsome features. “You’re quite bendy in my dreams. And vocal. And…” he leaned forward, brushing his lips against my ear, “wet.”