So, while looking around for the perfect lemon to share, I stumbled upon the following and immediately thought of Betti. It's a short story, Let Your Light Shine, by LolaShoes. It starts off where Stephenie Meyer leaves our fair couple, in the water off of Isle Esme and then continues. My favorite part though, besides the beautiful, lemony sex, was that in this story, Edward doesn't go all freaky. He sees Bella's bruises (way less in LYLS than in BD) and rolls with it. Allowing LolaShoes to give us more lemony goodness.
Here's a teaser:

“I want to be inside you, Bella,” he said simply, his voice hoarse.
He lifted me, my legs wrapped at his waist, and carried me toward the bedroom, kissing me hard, his moans coming faster and more urgently. He whispered my name against my lips as his arm pulled my body tight against his. Our mouths moved urgently over each other's bodies. My hands tangled in his hair, my breath hot and fast on his flesh. I pulled him closer with my legs, urging him to enter me now, wherever we were.
He groaned and pushed me up against the wall of the bedroom, one of his arms easily supporting my weight, his other hand holding my breast to his mouth. I moved my hips and positioned myself above him, his hard cock touching my entrance. In a forceful thrust he pushed all the way into me and cried out my name. He pulled out and repeated the movement, his entire length thrusting into my body, my sex pulsing wet around him. “Bella, fuck…” he gasped and pushed into me again, his body humming with need.
The sound of his words, hearing him say fuck as he pushed into me drove me mad. I felt frantic in my need to consume him. “Edward, please, deeper…” I begged.
He pushed his body into mine until I gasped and he rubbed his pubic bone against me, moving firmly but gently against my flesh. I moaned at the feel of him completely filling me, stretching my flesh around him, his cool erection buried inside my warm skin. He grunted rhythmically against me in time with my breathing, lost in the sensations of my body around his.
“I can feel every inch of you around me,” he breathed.
He pumped into me faster, my back hitting the wall lightly as our moans came out in unison until our mouths met hungrily. I could tell I was close: my body started getting warm and I could feel a flush creeping over my chest, up my neck to my face. The wave crashed inside me and spread out to my limbs as my sex pulsed against him, clamping down around his cock. I opened my eyes to see Edward, his mouth open in ecstasy, watching the flush of my orgasm sweep over my skin. It pushed him over the edge.

He cried out against my neck, our bodies shaking in climax together.
*****
He carried me to the bed and laid me down gently, curling his body behind mine, stomach to back. He stroked my forehead, pulling some damp hair from my face.
“That blush is going to be the death of me,” he chuckled.
Hot, no? Well, in addition to the hot lemons, LolaShoes writes in a clean and flowing style with some wicked, witty dialog.
So go and check her out. She's written a sequel to the short story above (A Life Extraordinary) and it's apparently so well like that she's writing a sequel to that (to start posting later this month according to her fanfiction.net page).
Happy MmmmmMonday!!!!

3 comments:
OH. MY. GOD.
Thanks, Pushy Fox. I think I love you.
I think just stopping by the blog in my cold house has made it all steamy in here. OME that was HOT!
Oh Pushy....you know right where to take things......Yep. Right. There.
You are soooo good at MmmmmMondays!
Betti - IKR? Pushy is the best!
rpfangirldc - Thanks for stopping!! We love warming up our readers on cold days!!!!
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