FFADS Chapter 21 on Fanfiction.online
We said our hasty goodbyes. From the looks of it, we were not the only ones who were leaving. Rose and Emmett looked about ready to spontaneously combust. Quil and Embry were also eager to make their exit. Edward was stopped by Garrett and they exchanged phone numbers with promises to start training for the marathon by next weekend. Garrett also seemed interested in Cynthia, but I was eager to get back to my brownstone to get my taste of Edward.
We walked quickly to Edward's car. Neither one of us drank very much, but we were stumbling over each other and laughing. "We look drunk," I snickered.
"We do, but the sidewalks are awful," he said, his arm securely around my waist. "How can you walk in those heels?"
"They're thick," I answered, stumbling on a slick spot. "Holy crap."
"Don't fall, love. I don't want to spend New Year's in the ER," Edward chuckled.
"You think you're funny, Cullen," I deadpanned, taking another stumble until he swept me into his arms. "Don't drop me."
"Never, Bella," he said, gallantly carrying me the last few feet. We made it to his car. He helped me into the passenger seat, kissing me before closing the door. He got into the driver's seat, turning the car over and kissing me deeply while it warmed up.
"A cop is going to break this up, Edward," I panted against his mouth.
"You're just too irresistible," he said, caressing my cheek and gliding his fingers across my lips.
"Take me home, Edward," I commanded. "Please?"
With one more kiss, he pulled out onto the street and navigated the roads back to my brownstone. Shockingly enough, there was a parking spot right in front of my house. "I need to take Sam out, angel."
"I'm going to head inside and get more comfortable," I replied coyly.
He nodded slowly and we went inside. He hooked up Sam, who was sleeping underneath the Christmas tree. He seemed disgruntled and he begrudgingly went with Edward. I scratched behind his ears, walking inside. I left the Christmas tree lights on and I walked upstairs. I washed my face, but put on some lip gloss. I changed out of my outfit from the party and into a slinky navy-blue nightie. I slathered on some lotion while I waited for Edward.
"Bella, do you want the tree on?" Edward asked as he walked in my room. His green eyes popped out of his head. "Holy fuck, angel … you're gorgeous."
I lay back on the pillows, smiling at him with a giggle. "Oh, this old thing?" I'd purchased the nightie after the lovely day of pampering Edward treated me.
Edward chuckled, plucking the tag from the garbage can near the door. "You don't need to impress me, Bella. Trust me, I'm more than impressed, turned on and everything under the sun." He walked toward me, taking my hand and stood me up. Using my hand, he turned me around. His lips found the soft spot behind my ear. "You are beyond words, angel."
I finished turning around, sliding my hands up his chest. "Thank you, Edward," I murmured. We stared into each other's eyes as I gently scratched his scalp with my fingers. His hands ghosted over my skin, gliding over my spine and making me shiver. "You're in charge, baby. I want a taste … but …" I teased my mouth of his. His palms moved to my ass, squeezing gently. My hips were pressed forward and I could feel his growing arousal.
"I want to explore," he said, his voice quiet, unsure. "But, one request?"
"Anything, Edward," I vowed.
"Just don't hold me down …" he sighed, pressing my forehead to mine.
"I couldn't, even if I tried, Edward," I said. "You're much stronger than me."
"Please, Bella," he whispered. His plea was shattered.
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