Smutfest, anyone?

Warmth:
The missing pieces of Bella and Edward's honeymoon. Please be warned, this story is lemony sweet!
 
"Edward’s control was slipping, I could tell. The way he was pushing his lips against mine, lovingly but quite insistently, was making me warm again. There was nothing more beautiful than Edward as he had been outside in the sand, his careful facade forgotten and his ever-constant restraint pushed aside. I would do anything to see that side of Edward again and again. I could feel my temperature rising just thinking about it - the things he said, the way he moved, the look in his smoldering eyes. I knew the way my body reacted to even his smallest actions was ridiculous, but I couldn’t help feeling thrilled by it. I secretly loved how he could turn me on so completely through a few kisses and feather-light touches. Not that I would ever tell him that." -Warmth, Chapter 2