Wanksicle

Beta'd by Vintagejgc

Edward Cullen was nothing if not thorough. He promised his soon-to-be wife sex on their honeymoon, so sex they would have, provided he could pull it off without breaking her. He had a plan.

He had been, err... Practicingthat.

When Jasper suggested eight times per day, Edward had rolled his eyes and told Jasper that he was indeed taking matters into his own hands, and that he'd prefer not to go into details. He was handling it, pun intended.

Eight times per day? Pfft. Jasper was clearly an underachiever in Edward's eyes. He practiced about eighteen times a day, maybe twenty depending on how long Bella slept. He was absolute in his determination to control himself, he needed to learn the subtle nuances of his body and how to harness the sensation of climaxing without flailing around so much.

He was just finishing his fourteenth round of the day when Alice zipped up the stairs, silently broadcasting her intentions. At vampire speed, Edward had jumped out of bed and threw on his khakis. Opening the door with a grimace, Alice was smiling brightly.

"Edward," she acknowledged him with a nod. "I hope I'm not interrupting anything."

"What?" He snapped. He was cranky, as he had intended to be going for round fifteen right then. His flailing was subsiding a bit.

"It's time," she said aloud, and in her head were visions of Edward and Bella on his bed, touching.

Edward fist pumped twelve times at vampire speed. Quickly regaining his composure he asked, "Just touching?"

"You're a go for touching." She patted his head. "You'll be fine."

Morethanfine. She'llwanttotouchyouEdward, beprepared.

Edward watched the vision replay in Alice's mind: Bella in loose fitting pajama pants and a bra and nothing else. His erection stood at attention, tenting his pants.

She'llbehereinthirty-sixminutes. Alice snorted, and then giggled before dancing away, snickering.

Thirty-six minutes and two practice rounds later, Edward met Bella at the door. Taking her hand he guided her into the house and impatiently scooped her up, threw her over his shoulder and zipped her upstairs. Depositing her on the bed, he leaned down to kiss her and then he ripped her shirt off.

Bella gasped and Edward was suddenly across the room berating himself for fucking this up in his haste.

"Uh... Edward?" She asked, her arms across her bra clad chest.

"I'm sorry. Let me get you another shirt. You can wear one of mine." He grabbed a t-shirt and threw it at her, turning away in shame at his eagerness.

"Edward?" Bella asked again.

"God, I am so sorry. I don't know what came over me. That shirt must have been old, damn weak fabric just crumpled in my fingers." He pointed at the shirt he had thrown at her, still untouched the bed. "Is that not to your liking? Shall I fetch another one?"

"Edward?" Bella raised her voice an octave.

Edward was rifling through shirts in his closet, tossing them out at vampire speed. "Would you prefer something long sleeved?' He asked throwing a long sleeved Henley which landed on her head. "Are you cold?"

She clutched the shirt atop her head and yelled. "Edward!" He gulped and turned to face her, internally slapping himself. He should have practiced a few more times before she arrived! He vowed to use vampire speed next time.

Bella patted the bed beside her and he begrudgingly sat down.

"Touch me," she ordered, then immediately yanked down her bra, took his hand and put it over her left breast. He sucked in a breath at the contact, watching fascinated as her nipple pebbled under his touch.

They both shuddered. Bella, impatient as always, reached out, planning on touching his thigh. Her poor human coordination was skewed by lust, her hand landing on rather large bulge in Edward's khakis.

He might have come in his pants.

She definitely soaked her panties.

Bella was wide eyed, staring down at her hand she grasped his length over his pants, half marveling, half freaked out at how hard it was. She squeezed it.

It twitched.

She squeezed harder, making sure she had a good grip on it. He came again and Bella squeaked, feeling it pulsate, the fabric of his pants became damp with venom.

Blinking, she looked up at him, his eyes squeezed shut, he wasn't breathing. Had she just made him come with a simple touch? Damn she was good!

Edward slowly opened his eyes and found Bella smiling at him as she gently slid her hand down to his thigh. He was so proud, he hadn't flailed. Bella made him climax not once, but twice and he hadn't ripped out her throat. He was beginning to like this sex thing.

Yes, he decided that Bella should touch him a lot. That had felt so good and... he felt so sated, relaxed. It was nice. He smiled back at Bella who was looking at him expectantly. It suddenly occurred to him that he had failed to follow Jasper's first rule, one of which was to make her come first.

He noticed that his hand was still firmly planted on her breast. Perfect! He leaned in to kiss her, hoping to dazzle the hell out of her as he licked her bottom lip and ran the tip of his fingers over her nipple.

Her breath hitched, she sucked on his bottom lip and bit it too. She slid her hand down his arm, grasping his hand and placing it on her stomach. "Touch me," she whispered gently guiding his hand lower.

His hands took on a mind of their own, they shed Bella's clothing in 1.8 seconds then wandered slowly up the inside of her leg.

"You are so soft." His fingers traveled up and down the curve of her calf then up, swirling little circles on the skin of her inner thigh.

"So warm." He cupped her sex, warmindeed. He marveled at her heat, his fingers growing bold, moving, and slipping around and into her. Remembering Jasper's advice, he paid attention her reactions, learning how she liked to be touched. He explored her, touching gently while Bella flexed up her hips seeking more friction. He wanted more than anything to make her come, he wantedthatdesperately.

He took hold of her hand, placing it between her legs. "Show me."

Bella's movements were tentative, unsure. Edward stared at her with what Bella thought was a look of wonder. In reality, Edward was wondering what the hell she was doing! Not that it didn't arouse him, because it did, but he wanted at least two fingers- she used three last time! Perhaps he should heed Jasper's advice and encourage her with erotic words. Leaning over her, he made his best attempt at looking sexy. "No need to be coy my love. Show me how you really do it. Use three of those beautiful fingers. She me how you touch yourself when you think of me."

Gasping at his brazen words, she took three fingers and got to work.

"Keep touching me." She ordered and he did, carefully of course.

It was less than one minute later when she came, panting and shaking. "Uhgmfttpmmmm. Edw... ah...Oh!"

She slumped against him, his hands drifting away from her breasts and around her waist, pulling her close.

Bella looked up at him then, a gleam of mischief in her eye. "That was awesome!"

Edward nodded. "That was awesome indeed."