I really have nothing to say... other than again, don't come hunting me down and killing me.
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Unable to stand it any longer, I fit my mouth over hers again and positioned myself in between her legs. She jerked as I pressed myself against her and broke away from the kiss so that she could speak.
“God, Edward. Hurry the fuck up,” she moaned.
I grinned crookedly. “Don’t rush me.”
I trailed open-mouthed kisses down to her chest, palming her breasts in my hands while my tongue toyed with one of her nipples. I was vaguely aware of the buzzing sound of the gate at the end of the drive and Bella’s groan of disapproval, but I was too far gone to care.
“Sod it,” I snarled against her skin. “He can wait.”
And with that, I thrust into her roughly, raptly watching as her body arched away from the dark wood and she screamed out my name. I lost myself in the moment, finding that I was suddenly and completely wrapped up in her as I worked to make her come. Every part of me unraveled as her eyes met mine, and a tear streaked down her cheek. This was the last time I’d hold her, the last time I’d take her until she met back up with me in New York. Missing her didn’t describe what I’d feel without her by my side, impishly teasing me and creating such light in my life.
I grabbed her and brought her against me, wanting to be as close to her as I could when I came. Her body tensed around me, and her cries of pleasure spurred me on. I drove into her forcefully and slipped my hand in her hair, tipping her head back with a growl as she climaxed around me.
Just a few thrusts later I followed, clinging to her as I grunted through my orgasm. She dropped her head against my shoulder as she gasped for air and then took my face in her hands as soon as she could manage.
“I love you,” she whispered. “Jesus, I love you.”
I kissed her hard, unwilling to release her just yet. “I love you. Please be safe. Please,” I begged.
“Edward.”
“If you do anything stupid, I will hire a fleet of bodyguards to follow you,” I swore.
“I’m not going to do anything stupid. Don’t have a heart attack.”
“I can’t be halfway across the world and know that something could happen to you. I’ll go mad.”
She took my face in her hands and smiled, even as her eyes filled with tears. “I’ll go crazy without you here with me, so we’ll be even.”
I chuckled and hugged her to me. “What will I do without you?”
“I’ll be here, baby. I’m just a phone call away.”
“I’ll miss you. So bloody much.”
She swept a piece of hair off my forehead and blinked, finally causing her tears to fall freely.
“I’ll miss you.”
Monday, September 13, 2010
Tuesday, September 7, 2010
While You Were Gone Ch 5 Teaser
So here's this week's teaser... and now I will go back to writing the rest of the chapter.
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“Oh, God. I’m so sorry, Dad,” I breathed, even though I knew those words meant nothing right now. But I had to say something, anything, to make try to make it better, which was the dumbest thing I could have ever considered. Nothing I did or said would help.
“That son of a bitch!” he boomed, surprising us all.
He abruptly snatched the gun from Sue’s hands and stood up. He stomped toward the front door with a murderous expression on his face.
Edward gasped as he read Charlie’s mind, immediately racing across the room at vampire speed and disarming the gun before we mere humans could realize what he was doing.
The bullets fell to the ground; the plinking sound as they bounced across the room pulled my father out of his angered haze.
“It’s not worth it, Chief Swan,” Edward said calmly. “My family just established peace with them. The situation’s tense, at best. Anything could cause them to change their mind, which in turn, will affect Bella.”
Charlie gaped down at the gun, now in pieces in Edward’s hands, and stumbled back to the recliner. He fell back and put his head in his hands.
“You weren’t lying. You’re a… a…” he choked on the word “vampire”.
“Vampire, yes,” Edward said smoothly. “I was born in Chicago, 1901.”
“I think I’m going to be sick.”
Edward’s lips twitched. “It’s understandable.”
“That means she’s…” Charlie’s air came out in a rush. “My daughter shifts into a wolf.”
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“Oh, God. I’m so sorry, Dad,” I breathed, even though I knew those words meant nothing right now. But I had to say something, anything, to make try to make it better, which was the dumbest thing I could have ever considered. Nothing I did or said would help.
“That son of a bitch!” he boomed, surprising us all.
He abruptly snatched the gun from Sue’s hands and stood up. He stomped toward the front door with a murderous expression on his face.
Edward gasped as he read Charlie’s mind, immediately racing across the room at vampire speed and disarming the gun before we mere humans could realize what he was doing.
The bullets fell to the ground; the plinking sound as they bounced across the room pulled my father out of his angered haze.
“It’s not worth it, Chief Swan,” Edward said calmly. “My family just established peace with them. The situation’s tense, at best. Anything could cause them to change their mind, which in turn, will affect Bella.”
Charlie gaped down at the gun, now in pieces in Edward’s hands, and stumbled back to the recliner. He fell back and put his head in his hands.
“You weren’t lying. You’re a… a…” he choked on the word “vampire”.
“Vampire, yes,” Edward said smoothly. “I was born in Chicago, 1901.”
“I think I’m going to be sick.”
Edward’s lips twitched. “It’s understandable.”
“That means she’s…” Charlie’s air came out in a rush. “My daughter shifts into a wolf.”
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