Chapter Nine - Be My Friend (Teaser #3)

“Edward?” I croaked, confused.

“You’re awake,” he sighed, sounding relieved.

“What are you doing he-” Before I had the chance to finish my sentence, Edward rolled me over onto my back and moved to cover me, nudging my legs apart. I let out a muffled groan of surprise as he pressed his lips hard against mine, then felt my eyes widen as one of his hands slipped down to my thigh and pulled it up and around his hip, giving him better access to thrust against me.

“What’s-” I tried to get out, but he just kissed me more urgently, his eyes clamped tightly shut and his expression pained. He shifted upwards against me, covering my body entirely, and as he pushed his hips harder into mine, his grip on my ribcage tightened uncomfortably.

“Edward-” I mumbled, straining to move away from him. His lips were relentless and all-consuming, barely giving me space to breathe. “Edward, I can’t-”

He roughly pulled my thigh further round him, then pushed my chest up against his, crushing me.

“Edward, stop,” I gasped, pushing against his shoulders urgently. “You’re hurting me!”

He loosened his hold on my chest, but instead of moving away like I’d hoped, he just pinned one of my wrists above my head to stop me touching him.

“Edward, please,” I began, but cut myself off with a moan when the next thrust of his hips made his belt buckle press against me. My moan seemed to spur him on even more, and his lips became almost sloppy against mine as he licked and bit down on my lips, so hard I thought he’d draw blood. What the fuck was going on?

Chapter Nine - Be My Friend (Teaser #2)

Oooh, Mr. Masen. Are you trying to tell me you’re having dirty thoughts about me? xx

Stop wasting my credit, Isabella. ;) x

:-P xx

I grinned at how immature we were being, then put the phone down on the bedside table before getting out the bed and walking over to the shelf of DVDs that was mounted on the wall near the TV. We’d already watched quite a few, so my choice was limited, but I eventually decided on Penelope, since Jake and I had watched it back home once or twice, and I knew I’d be able to sleep through it.

“Edward,” I called over my shoulder as I opened the DVD case. “Why do you have Penelope?”

“Mmm?” came the reply, and two warm arms wrapped around me from behind unexpectedly, making me jump.

“I said,” I sighed, trying to calm my suddenly racing heart, “why do you have Penelope?”

“I… don’t know,” he replied, sounding confused. “I don’t remember seeing that there before.”

Chapter Nine - Be My Friend (Teaser)

For the fourth day in a row, Edward and I were lying in bed together watching some mindless romantic comedy which wasn’t even funny and I couldn’t remember the title of. My head was on his chest, as usual, and I’d become so bored, I’d started drawing invisible shapes on his stomach with my finger.

“You’re not enjoying this, are you?” Edward asked as his fingers, which had been running through my hair, stopped their soothing movements.

“It’s… alright,” I lied, turning my head to face him.

“Bella,” Edward replied, raising his eyebrow as he pushed my hair back from my face. He rolled his eyes, smirking, then reached over to the bedside table and hit the ‘stop’ button.

“Good,” he said, still grinning. “I thought the film was shit too.”

“How did you-” I began, but he cut me off by pulling me up to him, his hand moving to cup my cheek.

“I know you, Isabella Marie,” Edward replied, gazing into my eyes. “Much better than you give me credit for.”

Chapter Nine - Be My Friend (Pictease)