In the meadow (the road)

Driving back from our date at Bella Italia, I was absorbed in the absolute
quietness of the car. Edward had not spoken for most of the drive back and I
was getting impatient with the silence. We had agreed we both needed a break
from the wedding plans that Alice kept subjecting us to. It had been his idea to
go to Port Angeles.

I placed my hand on his thigh and gave it playful squeeze. His rock hard thigh
didn’t yield at all to this, but I knew he felt it. He finally turned his head toward
me and flashed me a crooked grin that made my heart skip a beat.

“Are you nervous about the wedding?” he asked, his eyes still on me and not
the road. Even though I was used to his driving and his complete competency
not to wrap the Volvo around a tree, it still made me nervous.

“The only thing I am nervous about now is you not watching the road.”
He chuckled and turned his attention back to the road to appease me. My
hand still rested on thigh. Maybe I should see just how perfect a driver he was
if I edged my hand further up his thigh. I slowly ran my hand up over his thigh
and then down, brushing my hand by his front jean pocket. I felt him stiffen.

“Bella, control yourself please,” he said as he lightly brushed my hand away.

There went my theory, he hadn’t swerved once. The man had an iron will. I
sighed and crossed my arms over my chest.

I looked at him in the darkness of the car. His perfect profile was outlined by
the moonlight cast through the window. His eyes focused on the twisty road
head of us. In just a few short weeks this perfect specimen of a man…vampire
was going to be mine forever. The thought made me giddy. Staring at him,
waves of desire swept over me, and I was glad that he couldn’t read my
thoughts I was having.

I gingerly placed my hand back on his thigh.

“Bella,” he warned in low, husky voice.

“What? “ I replied back, feigning innocence in my voice.

I heard him sigh but he made no attempt to move my hand. I quickly took in
his jeans. I wished I could move as fast as vampires. He would have my hand
off his zipper in a flash as soon as he realized what I was up to. But I also had
the distinct option that since he was driving, his attempts to stop me from what
I was about to do were very limited. Emboldened by this feeling that he was
somewhat helpless, my hand quickly flew to his zipper and with a quick yank, I
pulled it down. My hand darted quickly past the rough zipper and I found
what I was looking for.

Edward let off the gas and a gasp came out. He tried to move my hand, but I
wasn’t letting go.

“Bella! What are you trying to do? Make me wreck?”

I laughed. “You can’t wreck. Remember? You told me so yourself.”

“That’s because I’ve never been in this situation before.”

He tried to remove my hand again, but I had a death grip on him.

“Bella…please,” he pleaded with me. “We just have a few more weeks.”

I was tired of waiting. Edward was scared that if he did have a soul, our having
sex before marriage would make his soul null and void. I wasn’t buying that.
Did he mean that all those couples having sex were doomed to a life in hell?
And besides, we were going to be married soon, that should count for
something.

I ignored him and pulled out his penis. I heard a low groan come from him. I
gently touched it now. It felt like a cold piece of marble in my fingers. The skin
was smooth and as I ran my fingers over it, he let out another low moan. I
traced my fingers up and lightly tickled his shaft. He shifted uncomfortably in
his seat.

“Bella…love. Stop,” he said slowly but I could hear the faintness of desire in
his voice. He really didn’t want me to stop.

I unbuckled my seatbelt and Edward glanced at me.

“Just keep driving,” I said demurely as I leaned across the console and placed
his rock hard member in my mouth.

The coldness of him in my mouth made me shiver and I felt a sudden jerk as
he tried to straighten the car back on the road. I began to work on him, not
sure exactly what I was doing. I let my mouth warm him up and I ran my
tongue up and down his shaft. He tasted so sweet; I lapped at him like I was
licking the world’s best tasting lollipop. He moaned louder now at this, I felt
him stiffen. I began to eagerly suck now, taking as much of him as I could. My
head bobbed up and down in a quickening pace. I felt the gentle pressure of
his hand on the back my head, pressing me down.

His moans were getting louder now and I was shocked and instinctively bit
down on him as I felt the car suddenly swerve off the road and onto the
shoulder. It had been like biting into a rock, my teeth faintly ached. The
screech of brakes and the sudden stop jolted me into the steering wheel. I
leaned back into his lap and began working on him in earnest now. His hands
were entwined in my hair and he was pushing his hips up and down to meet
with my lips. I caressed his balls with my hand and that sent a shudder through
him. A strange gurgling noise escaped from his throat and I felt his whole body
shake. His hand pressed my head further down and I felt his penis give a
violent tremble. He gasped and I felt a rush of cool liquid burst into my
mouth. It shot up against the roof of my mouth, sweet, thick and cold. I
swallowed it and felt its chilly thickness coat my throat.

I leaned back up, stretching my back. Edward was quiet as he zipped his pants
back up. A few cars passed us, their bright lights shining into the car. I squinted
at the intrusion of lights. Once again the silence over took the Volvo. I cast a
glance at Edward. He was staring intently ahead.

“Are you mad?” I asked, trying to gauge him.

He shook his head and finally took his foot off the brake and pulled back on
the road.

“Bella?”

“Yes,” I answered looking at him.

“That was…great,” he said, never taking his eyes off the road. “It’s only fair that
I repay you somehow…” His voice trailed off and I was curious to know if he
really wasn’t angry with me.

“I’m sorry. I couldn’t take it anymore. I feel…I feel like our whole relationship
has been nothing but one big sexual tension…chockablock. We are going to be
married; it doesn’t matter to me if we do it now or later. We were meant to
be.” The frustration in my voice grew.

“Shhh, it’s alright. I finally see your point, Bella love,” he said has he leaned
over to place gentle kisses on my hair and face. “I won’t make you wait any
longer. Besides, after what you just gave me, it wouldn’t be fair.”

He turned his car off the main road and onto a gravel road.

“Where are we going?” I asked, squinting into the darkness.

“To our meadow,” he replied, stopping the car.

My heart started racing and Edward grinned as the heavy thumps met his
perfect vampire ears. He got

Out of the car and flew to open my door. Taking my hand into his, he looked
me gently in the eyes.

“Are you nervous?” he asked.

As if he couldn’t tell from my thumping heart.

“No,” I lied.

He scooped me up in his arms and we ran through the forest, Edward placing
kisses on me every so often. I tightened my hold around his neck and let the
breeze from his running wash over me. I closed my eyes and thought of our
meadow and what lay ahead for me there.