AN: Hey everyone! For anyone new to my stories, this is the sequel to The Wedding Night. You might want to read that one before you continue with this. If you don't it won't be a big deal, but you won't understand a few things.
I've gotten so many reviews for The Wedding Night and I can't wait to see how many this gets. You all are awesome! Please review and let me know how you like it so far. There are definitely going to be many lemons for this story, so be prepared
Disclaimer: I do not own the Twilight series, the brilliant Stephenie Meyer does.
"Emmett, I do not want to arm wrestle right now!" I growled, already annoyed at his multiple attempts to persuade me.
"Aw, come on, Bella! Since you're not a newborn anymore I can actually beat you!"
"I'm busy," I stated before curling further into the black leather couch to continue my book.
Emmett frowned and crossed his arms stubbornly. "Reading is being busy?"
"For people that can read, yes," I tersely replied.
"Jeez, someone's in a bad mood," he mumbled while slowly retreating from the room.
"And close the door!" I yelled, slamming my book shut in frustration. I couldn't concentrate on reading anymore thanks to his interruption. Actually, all everyone has done is interrupt. Jasper and Carlisle stole Edward away on a hunting trip two whole days ago, Alice and Rosalie dragged me to a mall 3 hours away, and Emmett has been whining about re-inflating his ego all afternoon. How hard was it to get some time alone?
I was finally feeling the stress of living in a house with so many couples. Edward had suggested several times for us to get a place of our own, but I couldn't bear to part with the family. Now with a year and a half since my change, I could understand his reasoning.
Having sex in a house full of prying ears was definitely nerve wracking. The softest moan could be heard from miles away and has led to many bouts of teasing, mainly from Emmett. Thankfully, I possessed my newborn strength long enough to teach him a lesson and he didn't bother us for awhile, until my strength began to dwindle several months back. Now Emmett has taken it upon himself to mock Edward and me mercilessly. Let's just say I plan on letting Edward take care of it.
Speaking of Edward, where the hell was he?! We haven't been apart this long since my change due to his constant fear of me feasting upon an unsuspecting human. Fortunately that proved to be unnecessary since my bloodlust is so minimal. Carlisle's theory is that I had time to mentally prepare myself as a human and have carried those traits over with me as a vampire. Either way, Jasper lost a great deal of money in his bet to Emmett.
"Bella?"
My eyes flew to the door just as Edward slipped through. "Edward!" I squealed and launched myself in his direction.
He chuckled and wrapped me in his protective embrace. "I've missed you terribly."
"I've missed you too," I murmured while burying my face into his soft cotton shirt. "How was the trip?"
"Fine I suppose. Much too long for my liking."
I mumbled in agreement and retracted my face from his chest, quickly attaching our lips in a chaste kiss.
"How has your weekend been, love?"
"Terrible," I sighed. "First, you left. Then Alice and Rosalie ambushed me for a shopping trip hours away and Emmett keeps pestering me for an arm wrestling rematch. He was just in here bothering me and I think I was a bit mean to him."
Edward chuckled and kissed my forehead. "If you were mean to him he probably deserved it. Emmett doesn't know when enough is enough sometimes."
I thought back to our honeymoon and nodded. "He still teases you for sneaking my underwear in your pocket," I replied with a grin.
"Don't remind me. Who knew that would be such a memorable moment for him."
"Well it was a pretty memorable honeymoon for me," I whispered, blowing my cool breath directly under his ear. Edward sighed and pressed my body closer.
"You know what it does to me when you do that," he groaned while dropping his hands to the back of my jeans and giving a gentle squeeze.
"Hmm? No, I don't think I do. Why don't you remind me?"
In response Edward took my hand and brought it to the growing bulge in his pants. "Feel that? You're the only one that makes me this hard."
I sucked in unneeded air and suppressed a moan. Edward knew exactly what to say to make me lose control and he was on the verge of doing so. "It's been too long," I practically panted. It was true; Edward and I haven't been intimate in weeks thanks to the interruptions of our siblings.
"I completely agree. How about we fix that?" Edward murmured and abruptly tossed me over his shoulder. I squeaked in surprise as he gently threw me atop the bed, jumping on soon after. "I adore your clothing choice tonight," he whispered while surveying my low cut blouse.
"You don't look too shabby either, Edward," Emmett snorted from the doorway. "Nice pants."
"Damn it, Emmett!" Edward snarled and whirled to face him. "What could you possibly want?"
"I want a rematch with your wife," he spoke, obviously failing to see what he was interrupting.
"I think she already declined. Please leave. We're busy," Edward growled.
"Yeah, busy gettin' busy," Emmett muttered and stepped further into the room. "Just one little match…"
"I said no, Emmett!" I screeched, sending him the most menacing glare I could while Edward hovered above me, his hand tracing circles on the exposed skin of my stomach.
Finally sensing that he was unwelcome, Emmett backed away. "This won't be the end, Bella! We will have a rematch!"
"Out," Edward commanded and watched as the door slammed and gently shook the frame.
"See what I mean?" I exasperatedly questioned. "He won't leave me alone."
"Don't worry about him now. Concentrate on this." Edward brought his face to mine and roughly attacked my lips. My hands flew to his messy hair and tugged, eliciting a deep groan from within him. His tongue no longer tentatively entered my mouth; instead he shoved it between my lips and tangled it with mine.
It was wonderful no longer having to break for breath, but it did become a habit as we parted. "What surprises can be found underneath your magnificent blouse?" Edward purred while slowly unbuttoning it.
I was constantly purchasing new lingerie since Edward loved anything new. Thankfully, I had dressed myself appropriately in a new black lace set. "You'll have to see," I slowly responded. Even as a vampire he still had the ability to dazzle me beyond comprehension.
"Oh I plan to." My blouse was quickly thrown to the floor as Edward examined my now bustier chest. One of the many perks of being a vampire. "Black lace, perfect."
Without warning, the door burst open revealing a bouncing Alice. "Oh, Bella! The shoes I ordered for you from Paris arrived! You are going to positively love them!"
"You have got to be kidding me!" I groaned and threw my head against the pillow. "Alice! Don't you see I'm a little busy here?"
"Yes, but these shoes are one of a kind!"
Edward sighed and rolled off of me, running a hand through his tousled hair. "Alice, the shoes can wait," he stated.
"What would you know, Edward? You could care less about your appearance." Alice eagerly strode through the door with a box in hand. "Nice bra, Bella. Is that the one we bought yesterday?"
I slapped a hand to my face and exhaled noisily. "Drop the shoes and go."
"Fine," she huffed. "After all the trouble I went through to get them for you." Just like Emmett, she slammed the door behind her.
"This is ridiculous," I whined as I rolled on top of Edward. "I'm considering getting our own place more and more everyday."
"As much as I love that plan, there are more pressing matters," he muttered and pulled me to him. Our lips crashed together as my fingers lithely removed his shirt. Edward's skin was no longer cold to me; it felt completely normal as I trailed a hand up and down his torso.
Our kissing became frantic as we removed the bottom pieces of our clothing. "So exquisite," Edward whispered and dipped his head to the valley between my breasts, placing light kisses across the skin. "This lovely bra seems to be inhibiting my actions."
"Then get rid of it," I boldly panted.
"My pleasure."
"Hey!" Jasper so conveniently greeted as he swung open the door. "Can either one of you explain why Alice is violently rearranging all the shoes in her closet and muttering something about not being appreciated?"
"For the love of God!" I shouted and covered myself with the golden comforter.
"Jasper," Edward menacingly stated. "We. Are. Busy."
"Fine, sorry. Please talk to Alice when you're done. I can't take much more of her varying mood swings." He swiftly left the room with a quiet slam.
"That's it," I said, determined. "We are moving out."
AN: Sorry for the lack of lemon, but I had to set the story up. Think of all the places Edward and Bella can have sex in their new house!