FOYS Chapter 11 on FicPad (They fixed whatever ailed them ...)
The car ride back to Bella’s condo was filled with sexual tension. Edward held Bella’s hand, passing his thumb over her knuckles. He relished the feel of her warm skin underneath his calloused palm. Her skin was so soft compared to his, so fragile.
Bella shuddered with each caress of Edward’s thumb. She was eager to be with him, to make love to him. It had been a long time since she’d been with someone. Not since she moved to Seattle. Self-love was okay, but it obviously lacked intimacy and human connection. Vibrators did the job, but Bella needed more. She craved more. She desired to be with Edward.
As a lover.
As a friend.
As her future.
As her forever?
Bella had always been distant with her emotions. She focused her attention on her schooling and then, her patients. She fucked. She had one-night stands. She never wanted the complications of a relationship. She only grew more romantically distant after Angela’s death. Her trysts were in closets, bar bathrooms and hotel rooms. She would not have anyone in her home in Tribeca. She would not sleep with them, kicking them out after they’d fulfilled their purpose: orgasms and pleasure.
With Edward, she did not see him as a human dildo. Her previous partners were nameless, faceless sex toys and used for a fuck. Most of the time, they weren’t a good fuck. In Edward, she saw something special and she wanted it. She felt a connection, a spark of desire, intimacy and a tiny burning flame of love. She wanted it more than anything she’d ever wanted in her entire life, save for another conversation with her twin sister.
Am I making the right decision, Ang? Bella thought to herself.
Edward picked up her hand and kissed her knuckles. He turned to look at her, a crooked smile on his handsome face.
Okay, Ang. You made your point.
Clearing her throat, Bella whispered, “I’m nervous. It’s not like I’m virgin or anything. I just …”
“It’s different with us, Bella,” Edward replied. “I can’t speak for you, but I know that the past few years haven’t been the easiest for me. Moving across the country, starting a new job, finding out my mom’s sick … I used sex as a release. I did not do relationships.”
“Me, too. I was always driven with my schooling and work, and when …” Bella murmured, trailing off as she remembered her sister. “Is this where we’re heading? A relationship?”
“Bella, in my mind, we’re already in a relationship,” Edward said, downshifting the car and exiting the highway. “I only see you. I want you. I can’t imagine being with anyone else, beautiful.”
