One Night Only

Twenty-Two

The sound of heavy rain beating down against the windows woke me up from my sleep. The room was dark and I was on my side facing toward the windows, listening to the downpour while Edward slept behind me. Soft even breaths emanated from him as he slept with his left arm draped over me. I gently untangled from his form, not wanting to wake him. I walked over to the window, watching the rain from the storm fall down from the sky and beat against the wet earth. I'm not sure how long I stayed that way but soon enough I felt the closeness of his warmth.

"Bella, come back to bed," he said as he pressed his body against mine from behind, softly gliding his hands up and down my arms. I sighed, relaxing into his warmth before turning around in his arms and looked up into his eyes. I raised my arms, wrapped them around his neck and stood on the tip of my toes to reach his mouth. He met me halfway, pulling me closer to his body as we kissed passionately. I felt the stirring of arousal low in my belly and the increasing beat of it between my legs. I also felt his cock harden as he slowly grinded against me, which only turned me on even more. He drew my bottom lip into his luscious mouth and gently sucked, causing me to arch into him and whimper. The infinitesimal motion made me wetter, my desire skyrocketing to abysmal heights.

I began moving against him, pushing him backwards until our bodies were near the bed. I pushed him down, momentarily breaking the kiss before climbing on top of him. I returned to his mouth before slamming down on his impressionable length. We both gasped once our bodies connected and began to move in unison. I rode him with everything I had, my mouth never leaving his as we made love. I felt like I was on fire and I could barely breathe but I didn't stop. I didn't want to. It simply felt too good.

Edward took me to places I've never been and I knew no one else ever could. He was mine and I was his. He owned me completely and that thought alone brought me to the most glorious climax I've ever experienced thus far. I threw my head back and screamed as my body shook violently with sharp spasms. Edward went over the edge with me, his loud groans barely registering over my own cries. I collapsed against him, our bodies still connected intimately. Edward wrapped his arms around me, locking me in his embrace. Our bodies were slick with sweat as we gathered our breaths, slowly coming back down from the high. I closed my eyes, satisfied and worn out. My throat felt raw and I knew my voice would be a little hoarse later. I was tired and sleep was on the precipice. Before I fell under, I remember whispering to Edward "I love you."

"I love you, too, Bella," he whispered back.

Soft kisses on my shoulder slowly roused me from a deep sleep. I squinted from the brightness of sunlight streaming into the room from the windows, turning away from the offensive light and meeting the emerald green eyes of my lover. He was fully dressed and smelled of sandalwood and his own personal scent.

He smiled. "Good Morning, love."

"Good morning," I rasped. As I expected, my voice was hoarse from earlier. Unexpectedly, Edward procured a serving tray out of my line of sight that held pastries, coffee and tea. I smiled, incredibly delighted and in awe of his thoughtfulness. He prided himself in taking care of me and I was thankful for that. Little things like this is one of the many reasons why I fell in love with him.

"Thank you, Edward. This is really sweet." I kissed him and took a generous sip of tea. The warmth coated my throat, coaxing a hum of relief from within as it began to soothe my raw vocal cords.

"I'll go run you a hot bath while you finish your tea." Edward kissed my forehead and grinned before walking to the bathroom. I listened to the sound of knobs turning and water rushing as I placed my finished tea on its saucer and took a few bites of a chocolate croissant. I wasn't too hungry this morning but the delectable pastry and tea would suffice. I shakily got on my feet, my limbs a little stiff from last night. A hot bath would definitely do wonders to my aching body. I grabbed a hair tie from the bedside table and swooped my hair up in a messy bun on top of my head and started towards the bathroom. I peeked around the doorframe, watching Edward as he readied my bath and smiled. God, this man spoiled me.

After I bathed and dressed, we headed for the hospital. It was beautiful out today, the sky azure and cloudless with the sun beaming its warmth down on the damp earth, filling the air with the heady scent. It was addicting and welcoming to my senses. I sighed contentedly as we drove on the tree lined roads of my home, thoroughly at peace with its natural beauty. There wasn't much that captured the eye in Forks, Washington, but the dense greenery that surrounded it was absolutely breathtaking.

When I walked into Charlie's room, not only was I surprised, but my mood plummeted into annoyance immediately when my eyes made contact with no one other than Jacob Black. He stood next to his father, Billy, who was currently engaged in conversation with my mother and stepmother. I cleared my throat, capturing the attention of four pairs of eyes. Jacob nodded at me in greeting, his face void of emotion as he regarded me.

"Bella, honey, we didn't hear you come in," my mother spoke as she rose from her seat and walked over to me, embracing me in a tight hug. "I'm sorry, they literally just showed up and I didn't get a chance to warn you in advance," she whispered quickly before letting me go. I nodded, silently ensuring here that I was fine. I was fuming on the inside, beyond aggravated because of Jacob's presence. He was the last person I wanted to see, let alone here of all places.

"Hello, Bella. It's been a long time, " Billy spoke as he smiled warmly in greeting. "You've grown up since I've seen you last." I couldn't help but smile at him. His smile was infectious and he was always kind to me. I always had a great deal of respect for Billy Black, regardless of the turmoil I endured from his son. His long black hair was pulled back, grey strands now coloring his temples. He aged significantly since I last seen him, when he was my soon-to-be father in-law. He was so excited about the engagement and was extremely angry when Jacob did what he did. My dad was even angrier. The outcome of that ordeal caused a strain in the friendship between Billy and Charlie.

"Thank you, Billy, for being here." I smiled and reached down to hug him. He couldn't stand due to his legs being unable to function properly because of nerve damage, an unfortunate result of diabetes. I held him for a moment before releasing my hold on him and introduced him to Edward. He smiled and greeted him, politely offering his hand to Edward. They exchanged pleasantries as my eyes landed on Jacob. He had the gall to look sheepish but I would deal with him later. At the moment, I had more pressing matters that needed my attention.

"Any updates about Dad?" I asked Sue, who was looking more refreshed and at ease than she had when I arrived days ago.

"Nothing much has really changed, he's still breathing on his own and his vitals are fine. We're just playing the waiting game until he comes back to us." She lightly squeezed my dad's hand that she had enveloped within her own; three little squeezes that conveyed her love for him. At that exact moment, I saw a subtle flutter of my dad's eyes. I wasn't the only one because both Sue and my mother gasped in unison.

"You both saw that right?" I said excitedly. The both of them shook their heads, completely shocked. Everyone in the room was quietly watching with bated breaths, anxiously waiting for another sign. I stepped closer and placed my hand over his right hand.

"Charlie, can you hear us?" Sue asked him softly and once again his eyes started to flutter until they were fully open. Happy tears started running down my face because at last, our prayers were finally answered.