part 8- This isn't goodbye

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* " You feel it too?" Eddie questioned me what ever he was feeling was definitely more intense then what I was but the pull was still there.
I nod my head looking back at my drawing ignoring the look from my beautiful long haired blond mate. It was filled with disappointment and fear which was understandable, she didn't know what was going on, don't get me wrong I also do not.

The bell rings telling us it's time to go, I follow Edward to our class in silence both stuck in our own minds. I sat down not listening to the boy next to me just wishing I was at home.

The next thing I knew a wonderful sent filled my nose, looking up it was her as she walked by a fan making Edward cover his nose with this hand.  *
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      It was Isabella the new girl, as she talked to the teacher I completely zoned in on her, her beautiful brown hair and chocolate eyes. With the sweet smell of Carmel and a hint of gun powder, which was probably from her father.
      I could see that Edward was in pain from the sent so I tried to get his mind away from her which was easier said then done. I let my mind wonder from movies and games to when we play baseball during storms but nothing seemed to work. He gave me a small almost unnoticeable smile for trying but I didn't stop knowing he was still struggling so I did the last thing I could think of. 
    I thought about the last time we had a little fun if you know what I mean. Seeing him slowly getting more distracted by my thoughts, he was no longer death starting Bella but me. He moved around in his chair trying to hide what I was causing in his pants grunting every now and then.

The bell went off as the students around us stand up Eddie was already by me pulling my hand out the door of the class. I looked back give Isabella an apologetic smile.

I let him drag me outside into the woods for a few miles before he pushed me against a tree and his lips ment mine.
       "Wanna go back to the house?" I asked his lips still abusing mine and hands going up my shirt feeling my stone skin.
        "More then anything." Edward ripped him lips away from mine and pulled me in the direction of the glass house.


(⁠・⁠–⁠・⁠;⁠)⁠ゞ things about to get spicy 🥵

   He pushed the door open and threw me on the couch and was on top of me within seconds.
Riping my shirt from my body. Making my member almost burst out of my pants he started to grind on my lap. Then attacking my neck as groaning sounds spit from my mouth.
I put my hands on both him thighs making him unable to move, he stopped the abuse on my neck and looked at me in the eyes.

      "Thank you." Edward whispers leaning into kiss me again. My hand traces his jaw softly going into his hair pulling it slightly making him moan unable to reach my lips.
 

      " Don't thank me yet we're not done." Was my only reply as I lifted him up off my lap and onto his grand piano that wasn't too far away. Seeing Edward get impatient I slowly took his shirt off teasing him more. 
As I was undoing his pants I heard footsteps approaching the door.
     "I guess we'll finish this later love." I kissed him one last time letting him off the  piano and to the floor.

     "We interrupting something Eddie boy?!" Emmett yelled walking into the living room seeing us with our shirts and hair messy.
       "Shut- shut up, " he stutters " we need to have a family meeting anyway, let's go."

We gathered around the kitchen no one but Alice  really knows what Edward what's to talk about except for the Bella issue.

   "What is this about Edward?" Carlisle asked,he had his arm around Esme and other on my shoulder. Edward started to run his hand through his brown hair a sign that he was nervous.

     " I am leaving for a little bit just so I can get control over my hunger with her." As he started to explain what was happening my mind was stuck on one this, he was leaving.

     " Are you sure this is what you want to do?" Esme asked glancing over at me and then back to Edward asking a silent question.

      " I am sure, this isn't goodbye Alexander I will be back." He promised stepping towards me. Taking my right hand in his making me loosen my grip and kissing my knuckle that were white from  squeezing my fist to tight . I nodded my head and within seconds he was gone.
   

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