ONLY ROBERT

By Jandi


Part 8

He held my hand against him and half-closed his eyes. I could feel a tremble go through him. He wanted this as much as I did. I rubbed my hand hard up and down his cock. Oh my god his length, there was so much of him. And so hard. Like the rest of his body, as hard as a rock. How was I ever going to do this?? I had no idea what I was doing but Edward had given me what I wanted and now what I wanted more than anything was to make him feel as good as he had made me feel. The rough texture of the denim was going to rapidly cause friction burns on my hand if I kept trying to rub him through his jeans. He had his head leaning back now and he was breathing hard through his nose. He had moved his hand away from mine though so I stopped rubbing and fumbled to undo the button-fly of his jeans. Damn these buttons they were harder to get undone than they looked. I wasn’t giving up though. Some tugging and they were undone and I pulled the fabric apart and reached inside for him. He was hard and cold and thick!! My hand closed around him and he moaned in ecstasy. It was a strange sensation to really get to feel him. He was rock hard but at the same time his skin was silky to the touch. I didn’t think I’d be getting any friction burn here though, his skin was so cold. I concentrated on what I needed to do. Starting slowly I took firm hold and slid my hand up and down his cock, squeezing as I went. His flesh did not give beneath my touch yet my hand could glide quite easily. I chanced a look up at Edward. I needed to see how he was reacting to this assault on his will. He was frowning in concentration and I couldn’t decide whether this was because he was trying not to lose control or if he was deeply into the sensations I was creating inside him. I moved my hand faster still watching his face. His eyes were closed but I could see them moving beneath his eyelids. They were the only other part of his body that moved. The rest of him was as still as a statue. I kept up my movement, my hand squeezing and gliding faster and faster, and then he moved. His hand reached down and stopped mine. Bella he breathed, Bella. You need to stop now. His voice was tightly controlled, just like the bunched muscles in his face. His eyes were still squeezed shut. He let out a rush of air through his mouth like he had been holding his breath. That felt fantastic Bella but I can’t take any more. I know I’ve reached my limit now. I don’t think I could have held back much longer and … his voice trailed off.



He finally opened his eyes and looked at me. I could see the excitement flaring in his eyes. His pupils were dilated and the molten gold was blazing. His face started to move now. His nostrils flared and then he shook his head. You have no idea how amazing that felt. Feeling your warm hand stroking me, squeezing me, I never dreamed it could feel so good. I’m sorry Bella…sorry I can’t go further. He closed his eyes again and leaned forward and touched his cool forehead to my heated brow. I kissed his eyelids gently. I felt sorry too, but I didn’t want to say that to him. I wanted him to know how amazing it had felt for me too. Your skin is amazing Edward. It is so smooth and hard but silken to touch. It was like ice-cold silk, and the memory of it made my fingertips tingle. Everything about you is so beautiful, I breathed. I still can’t quite believe that you are real and that you chose me. Then his lips found mine and neither of us spoke again for a long time.



We had reached a beautiful new place. Neither of us had been here before. Together we had found a way to give pleasure to each other. For me, that had meant more pleasure than I thought was possible. For Edward he was learning what his limits were and finding that he could relax his tight control just a little, just enough. Enough to give and take and enjoy and laugh…and love. And it was only just beginning…





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Part 9

I didn’t want to fall asleep. I didn’t want to waste one minute of my weekend with Edward. But of course my human weakness meant that eventually I did drift off to sleep. Tucked securely against Edward’s side, the quilt in there to keep me from freezing, I was still naked. I hadn’t bothered to retrieve the clothes from where they fell and didn’t intend to try. I tossed and turned a little and had an amazing dream about Edward’s hands ravishing my body. I smiled sleepily to myself, not just a dream any more thanks to my successful plan last night to seduce Edward. I felt an icy finger tuck a wispy tendril of my hair behind my ear. I smiled again and murmured a sleepy hello to Edward. I opened my eyes and found his beautiful golden eyes gazing into mine. He was smiling too. His gaze was smouldering and he spoke huskily. How did you sleep my love? He quirked an eyebrow at me in a way that made me think that he knew something I didn’t. Mmmmm, I murmured, I enjoyed that sleep very much. I agree he said. You did sound like you were enjoying yourself. That shocked me upright. Oh no. What had I said in my sleep this time? I was always embarrassing myself. I did seem to remember re-living the feeling of Edward’s hands as they moved across my skin, caressing and squeezing, exploring every inch of me. Wait did that happen last night or did I dream it? I wasn’t so sure any more. Was I talking in my sleep again? He gave me his lazy knowing smile. Oh yes, and quite a bit more than talking was going on. I slightly cringed, waiting for him to fill me in. He loved to watch me sleep as when I talked in my sleep he had access to the secret thoughts that my weird brain usually excluded him from. I could just imagine what I might have said if it was anything like the dreams I remembered having. Bella, do you remember anything of what you dreamed about?? His voice gently teased. I was beginning to blush and his eyes lit up at the sight of the red flushing beneath my pale skin. He quickly licked his lips before smiling at me again. Oh I see you might have some idea of what I heard last night. But I have a confession to make Bella. Your sighing and moaning and writhing was quite… er… stimulating to watch. Oh no! I felt the blush deepen. He continued. It was more than I could take in fact. I had to join in.



What?! What do you mean I asked nervously. Did he really say that and mean it? He looked a little sheepish. Edward sheepish!? I waited for him to confess what had really gone on while I slept. Well Bella you were very persuasive when you asked me to touch you again. You kept pleading for more and I found it highly arousing. At first I just waited for you to stop talking and go back to dreamless sleep, but you got more and more insistent and I could see that you were never going to get any real rest unless I did what you were asking of me. I did it for you my love, all for you. His lips twitched. And his eyes had a mischievous sparkle. Wait, what, no! Those dreams of your hands all over my body were not really a dream? He just smiled. You seemed to be enjoying yourself very much Bella and you wouldn’t let me stop. Your naked body was very enticing and I think I know it rather intimately now. A small snort escaped me. I bet he did, if what I remembered was true! I let my mind wander back through what I had thought were only sexy dreams. His hands had been everywhere all over my body. They had rubbed and tickled, pinched and caressed. Did I remember exquisite ice-cold butterfly kisses along my jaw and down my throat? Had he licked and sucked his way down my body? It was my turn to raise an eyebrow at him. Perhaps you could fill in some of the gaps for me? I don’t seem able to recall much from my dream….