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    An Anatomically Correct Love

    I turned my body to lean into Edward and he held me closer.

    “Edward, I want you inside of me.” I blushed at the comment.

    His body tensed up to my words and his lips pulled into a thin line. I knew he understood exactly what I meant, and I was surprised he was still so afraid to try after what we just did.

    To show him my trust, I wrapped my arms around his body, swung one leg over his, and pressed myself to him. I would have crawled inside him if I could, to show him how close I wanted to be. I trusted him, and needed our bodies to come together.

    He gently pushed me away and my eyes began to fill with tears at the rejection. He crawled out of bed and tucked the covers tightly around me before walking to the door. He peaked his head out. I watched him curiously and saw him nod his head once before returning to me.

    His perfect body lied next to me, wrapping me in a close embrace. I searched for his lips and he gave them to me generously.

    “What was that?” I whispered.

    “Precautions.” With that, he lifted the sheet off of me and slid his body next to mine, successfully sending a new wave of chills through my body.

    I tried to keep my mouth shut as he repositioned himself on top of me, but I was already groaning pleasure with every touch.

    As gently as possible, with fierce concentration showing on his face, Edward slid himself into me. He held me tight, as my body grew accustomed to the pain, saying sorry every time I whimpered.

    After a minute or two, the feeling of ecstasy overwhelmed me. Edward and I were finally together in every sense – and it felt amazing. I smiled, and he smiled back.

    He hadn’t hurt me, or lost control. Instead, he had brought pleasure and safety to every cell in my body. We had each other now, and eternity to spend it.

    With the same gentleness as before, I felt Edward pull himself out until just the very tip of him was left.

    I cried out at the loss of what could have very well been part of me. To comfort me, he left a trail of kisses along my neck.

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