Chapter 405 - The proposal

Almost an hour later, the couple lay breathless on the bed with Amy cuddled warmly inside Edward's n.a.k.e.d arms.

He held her so closely you would think someone else was trying to take her away. Her back was to his front and while both arms circled her shoulders, he had one leg locking hers to the bed.

His nose was buried in her hair and Edward was beyond comfortable breathing in the scent of her floral shampoo. 

They were both quiet as they reflected on what had just happened. 

S.e.x wasn't something Amy had as regularly as she suspected Edward did. He was the practical example of 'What Women Want'; if there were a poster to be made about that particular subject, Edward would probably make cover image.

She wasn't a v.i.r.g.i.n, oh no but she could never compare any of the men she had been with to Edward. He was a god in bed. He knew all the right places to kiss and squeeze.

He knew when to go very fast and when she needed him to slow down. Amy had felt giddy all over and the feeling had lasted even long after they were done. She didn't want it to end.

At first, when he had tried penetrating her, it had been painful, extremely. She'd hissed so sharply, he'd retracted himself to look at her. 

"You're so tight. Are you a..."

She shook her head, she wasn't. She just hadn't been with a man in a while and when she explained this to him, Amy saw the glint in his eyes.

He was happy to be her first in a while. He expressed this with a very warm and long kiss.

"I need you right now," he'd told her after releasing her lips then slowly, with practiced gentleness, he'd re-entered her. 

The pain was sharp and lasted for a few minutes. Edward had rested in her until she got used to his size then he'd withdrawn himself and entered again.

He did it till she was really wet and entering her became easier. And then he started moving. Naturally, Amy's legs had gone round his waist pressing him closer to her.

Her arms remained in his hair and both m.o.a.n.e.d and growled as they exercised rights over each other's body.

They were a while and by the time both were done, Edward's back was a cl.u.s.ter of scratches from Amy's nails and her hair was at risk of breaking from the way it was tangled. 

"That was awesome," he had remarked as he rolled beside her. 

Then, she had been too dazed to speak, but now as they cuddled, she whispered back,

"It was beyond awesome."

From behind her, Edward smiled. He let out a deep breath and adjusted so that he could pull her even closer.

"Wanna go again?"

Amy laughed, "Right now?"

"I mean the only thing stopping us is us."

With a smile on her face, Amy turned around so that her b.a.r.e front was to Edward's. She looked up at him even as he wrapped his arms tighter around us.

"Time is also stopping us. I have to rest so that I am productive at the office today and work starts in–" she glanced at the clock on the wall opposite her bed. "–about eight hours."

"Eight?" Edward huffed, "That's plenty time to go one more round and sleep and still go to work. Besides," he leaned down and pecked her forehead, "I'm the boss and I can decide to let you have a free day."

Amy laughed and shook her head. "No Edward. You're not giving me a free day."

"Why not?"

"Because," Amy started, "Your meeting with the Chan family is this afternoon."

"Oh." Edward g.r.o.a.n.e.d as he remembered the meeting he'd set up with potential business partners a week ago.

He closed his eyes and pinched the bridge of his nose in annoyance. When he opened them again, Amy was smiling up at him.

"What? Why are you smiling like that?"

Her cheeks flushed red and Amy shook her head as she looked away shyly.

Edward moved his fingers down so that they were beneath her armpits. "Why are you smiling like that?" He poked her with his index fingers.

Amy giggled. "No reason."

Edward poked her again and when she didn't shake, he started tickling her. "You better tell me why you're giving me that suspicious grin or my fingers won't stop."

Her laughter was loud and uncontrollable, her entire body shook with it.

Amy tried to grab Edward's hands to make him stop but he rolled over and carried her with him so that her legs now straddled his waist.

When Amy was rested comfortably, with her a.s.s cheeks right before his flaccid p.e.n.i.s, Edward stopped tickling her and sighed. 

As they stared into the depths of their eyes, Amy's smile—which had remained even after he'd stopped tickling her—slowly dissipated. He was trying to tell her something with his piercing gaze and her heart was reading it clearly.

"I've never been the relationship guy," he started what promised to be a heartfelt epistle but Amy could see how much he was struggling to let out the words so she stopped him.

"It's okay, you don't have to." She couldn't hide the sadness from her voice. They literally just had mind-blowing s.e.x and he was about to leave her hanging.

Amy didn't want to hear the words spoken out loud. She made to move off him but he grabbed her legs and held her back down.

"Hey! What's wrong?" He raised himself up so that he was leaning against the cushioned headboard.

Edward reached out to grabbed her hands and uncross them but Amy shifted away from his reach. 

"What is the matter now?" Edward was completely confused. It was clear to him that the woman on top of him was upset and he couldn't imagine what he'd said or done to cause it. 

Again, without saying anything or looking at him, she shook her head. 

"Is it what I said about the relationship thing? Ugh!" Edward sighed. "I am not a relationship guy, but I am willing to try for you. That's what I am trying to say Amy."

The red creeped onto her cheeks slowly and Amy had to remove her hands from her c.h.e.s.t so that Edward didn't see her blush. But it was already too late. He started laughing and Amy had no choice but to join in. 

"Be my girlfriend."