Fates Tied (11 page)

“You’ll laugh at me,” Edward said with a smile. “You’ll think I’m just some cheesy wuss or something.”

“I promise I won’t laugh,” Suzanne said firmly. “Guide’s honour.”

“I’ll come back to that later,” Edward said pointedly. He sighed and reluctantly began to talk, “I just love Star Wards because I used to watch it with my dad. He took me to see it in the cinema when I was a teenager and then every year ever since we watched it together, one film after the other. Then when he died a few years ago I decided to keep doing it. It was our thing you see, something that we did together, just me and him.”

“Why would I laugh at that?” Suzanne asked, “I think it’s sweet and clearly a very emotional thing that you two shared. It’s not something to be mocked.”

“Really?” Edward asked, looking at her, “Amy used to think that it was ridiculous.”

“Well clearly Amy was an idiot,” Suzanne said firmly. “I think it’s wonderful and a very nice way to keep that connection to your dad.”

Edward smiled at Suzanne. He reached up and tucked a strand of hair behind her ear before pulling her down. He kissed her softly. It was just a short kiss, or at least it was meant to be that way. Within moments of their lips touching though they were twisted around each other, Suzanne’s hands buried in his hair and his arms wrapped tightly around her waist.

Their mouths moved against each other, their lips pressing together hungrily. Edward’s tongue massaged hers, the slick muscle firm and assured. She pressed her body against his, felt the hard ridge of his arousal against her hip. The kiss was heated, filled with passion and Suzanne found herself clutching at his bath robe. Her fingers shifted, pulling and tugging at the thick fuzzy fabric. She was desperate to feel him, all of his flesh and skin and strength pressed against her. Their bath robes were just in the way.

She couldn’t remember it being like this before. Even when they had been simply sleeping together, nothing more, there had never been this level of desire and want. It coursed through her now, burning like a fire. She could hear herself, moaning soft and low in the back of her throat, pressing herself hard against Edward’s body. Then she heard his moans in reply, the soft deep groans of pleasure that came from his throat. The sounds of his harsh breathing filled her ears and she could feel the strength in his hands as he pressed her body to his.

All that she could think about was being naked with him, pressed against him, joined with him. She pulled at his bath robe, her fingers reaching down and fumbling to undo the tightened belt. But Edward reached down and caught her fingers in his. He kissed her for a moment longer before pulling away. He raised her fingers to his mouth and gently kissed the end of each one.

A flash of warmth, nothing like the heat of desire, filled her stomach and heart for a moment before he leaned forward and kissed her.

“I want you,” Edward said quietly, “I really do but I promised myself that I wouldn’t just use you for sex any more. That’s why we’ve been talking, why we’ve been sharing with each other. I never want you to feel cheap and used. I want you to feel worshipped and I want to do the worshipping.”

“What if my wish to be worshipped involves you and me very naked and joined together?” Suzanne asked, her voice low and teasing.

“Then it will happen when it happens,” Edward said. “Suzanne, I adore spending time with you. I’m loving that I’m properly getting to know you now and that I’m actually sharing with you, willingly, stuff that I don’t really share with anyone. I want you to realise that I want to be with you for more than just sex. If that means that I don’t have sex with you… well… that’s a sacrifice I’m willing to make.”

Suzanne thought for a moment and she had to admit that she was touched. Edward was really making the effort to open up to her, to connect with her emotionally. He hadn’t pushed for sex the entire evening, in fact it had been her that initiated everything that had happened between them that night.

His consideration made her like him even more, gave her hope that their being together in the future held very real possibilities. But she couldn’t fight down the strands of disappointment that were twisting inside her. She felt a little unwanted, irrational though the idea was. She could feel his cock against her, thick and hard and rigid. She could see the way that it bulged out under his bath robe. He wanted her and he was doing his best to fight down those feelings in order to show her that he was serious about them. She sighed heavily.

“Ok then, I understand,” she said, climbing off the bed and standing up, “I’m going to take a quick shower while you finish up watching this. I feel all oily from the massage.”

Edward watched her walk into the bathroom and couldn’t help but wonder whether he’d missed a signal or two in his desperation to make sure that Suzanne knew he saw her as much more than someone to have sex with.

Suzanne sighed in satisfaction as the water of the shower ran over her body. It was heavenly and the soothing scents of the oils rose in the steamy air even as the water washed the residue away.

She rubbed her body with a loofah, enjoying the suds that the complimentary shower gel provided as well as their soothing lavender scent. Edward was stubborn and he was determined and despite everything she was happy that he was respecting her as a person now. Still though, she thought to herself as she showered, it would be nice if he were to pick up on her signals and actually make love to her again. She missed him, the pleasure that he gave her, the way that he made her feel and the feeling of him inside her.

Suddenly a blast of cold air hit her skin and she turned quickly.

“Sorry,” Edward murmured even as he stepped in to the shower, “After you said it I started to feel oily too. Then I started to feel lonely and thought I’d join you.”

“Took you long enough,” Suzanne said, smiling at him over her shoulder.

Edward stepped closer, his hands going to her waist and pulling her against him, back to his front. He kissed her dampened skin, sighing as the warm water washed over him and her scent filled his head. His kisses climbed higher and higher, all the way up her neck until he was mouthing her ear. She twisted, leaning her weight against him, trusting him not to drop her, as she captured his mouth with hers.

He sighed and groaned in his chest, she could feel it rumbling against her back. His hands shifted, she could feel them scrambling across her front, his fingers trembling. One hand went up to cup a breast in his hand. The other went down, his quick and talented fingers parting her folds and diving inside her. She threw back her head, breaking the kiss, and groaned with anticipation.

Edward groaned, leaning against the cold tiled wall and taking her with him. She could feel the long hard line of his cock against her back, nestled between her buttocks. She clutched at his strong muscles, her nails digging in to the skin of his biceps as his hand shifted again.

Now he was playing with her nipple, teasing it and tweaking it into a hard peak. His movements on her breast were echoed lower down as he did the same thing to her clit. She groaned and writhed, feeling the pleasure inside growing stronger and stronger, breaking over her like waves. She reached up one trembling arm to hook around his neck, fingers burying themselves in his hair as she began to cry out louder and louder. The pleasure was crashing through her, climbing higher and higher. Her vision began to turn white, her entire focus was on Edward and the sensations that his fingers were creating inside. Then the wave of pleasure peaked, crashing over her.

She bucked and writhed in his arms, moaning and whimpering as he continued to touch her, driving her orgasm higher and higher. She could only cry out, sounds that were intelligible and meant nothing. Edward gently bit the line of her neck, sending another sharp spark of pleasure coursing through her. Eventually she could take no more and Edward stopped his movements, wrapping his arms around her to hold her up instead. She stood on shaking legs, letting Edward hold her up as aftershocks coursed through her body. She hummed with satisfaction, leaning her head back on his shoulder and looking up at him.

He smiled down at her, pure satisfaction written across his face.

He had mentioned briefly before that he loved nothing more than making a woman come undone in his arms. Suzanne realised he had done exactly that to her. She purred in satisfaction and pulled his head down for a kiss.

The passion built up quickly again as the hot water washed over them. Suzanne twisted in his arms, pressing herself against him. He groaned as his cock slipped between her legs, pressing and sliding through the slick wetness that he had created there. He gathered her to him suddenly, his arms wrapped around her tightly. They spun in place and before she realised it Suzanne was pressed against the tiles, now warmed by Edward’s body heat.

He was rough, almost possessed as he reached down and raised one of her legs to his waist. He kissed her hard, rough, his lips barely catching hers before moving away. She clutched at his muscled shoulders and wrapped her leg around his waist. They stood there for a moment, wrapped around each other before Edward shifted. Suzanne cried out as he slid inside her, easily and without any other stimulus. Edward shuddered and groaned as he felt her hot wetness surrounding him, his entire body shaking. He stopped for a moment, his head resting on the wall beside hers as he tried to reign himself in.

She groaned and shifted, desperate to feel him moving inside her. Edward shivered and pulled back before thrusting inside her again.

She gave a soft cry as he moved inside her. Each thrust he made built her pleasure up higher and higher. Her legs went soft like jelly but his arms were wrapped around her tightly. He began to groan along with her, each cry louder than the last. Despite the water that still covered them Suzanne could feel the sweat and heat building on their bodies. It was too much, there was too much sensation, too much pleasure and only a few moments after he had entered her Edward found himself shaking and groaning out in pleasure as his climax washed over him. He crushed Suzanne to him, holding her tightly as he twitched and groaned through the aftershocks.

Eventually he let her go, their bodies both shaking and legs weak. They stood there for a few moments under the water before looking at each other and laughing. They began to clean each other with a soft sponge before Edward turned the water off and climbed from the shower. He wrapped a towel around his waist and wrapped another around Suzanne as she stepped out. Before she could argue he swept her up into his arms bridal style and carried her into the bedroom where the TV was now off and only soft candlelight lit the room. He threw her on the bed, tugging away her towel and tossing away his own before covering her body with his.

A few hours later they were curled up in the slightly damp bed, fast asleep. Suzanne’s head was nestled on the pillow beside Edward’s and her arm was draped over his chest. His hand was crossing his chest, resting gently on her upper arm, the other hand wrapped around her thigh which lay over his hips.

“Good morning,” Edward murmured sleepily as Suzanne blinked herself awake. “How do you feel?”

“Sore but in a good way,” Suzanne said, rubbing her eyes and stretching. “How long have you been awake?”

“Only a few minutes before you,” he said gently, reaching up to run a hand over her cheek, “I take a while to wake up sometimes. Especially after a night like last night.”

“We did get sort of carried away didn’t we?” Suzanne asked with a giggle. Then she frowned, “Oh god this is going to make me sound so unattractive but I really need to pee. Can you let me go?”

“Do I have to?” Edward mumbled, burying his face in her cleavage and drawing her closer to him, “I like it here.”

“Well unless you want a soggy bed I suggest you let me up,” Suzanne said smiling.

Edward groaned and did as she asked. As she walked from the room he couldn’t help but watch her naked body, hips swaying as she walked away from him. The view when she returned a few minutes later was even better and Edward found himself completely awake. He didn’t give her any time to get back in bed. Instead he grabbed her and pulled her on top of him, kissing her deeply.

A short while later the couple lay beside each other in bed, panting for breath and staring at the ceiling.

“I don’t think I’m going to be able to walk properly tomorrow,” Suzanne said.

Edward looked at her in surprise and concern but she just stared back at him. He grinned, a little shamefaced.

“I suppose we were a bit ambitious,” he admitted sheepishly. “And we did get carried away.”

“Carried away?” Suzanne said, sitting up and wrapping her arms around her knees, “I think we had more sex last night than teenagers can manage.”

“And you definitely had more orgasms than a teenage boy can manage to give you,” Edward pointed out, sitting up and leaning back against the head board. “I’m sorry if I hurt you though, really. I don’t know what got in to me. I’ve just… I’ve just never had sex like it.”

“Me either,” Suzanne said.

Edward pulled her back to lean against him, running his fingers up and down her arm and kissing her hair.

“I’ve never felt so emotionally connected and passionate about my partners,” Edward eventually said after they sat in silence for a while. “I didn’t even feel it with Amy. I’ve felt passion and I’ve felt emotionally connected but never both like that together.”