Saturday evening - 11:30pm
EPOV
We both laid together, covered in sweat, gasping, giving our lungs the ultimate workout. Her eyes fixated on me, tracing up and down my body. She grabbed my hand, squeezing gently. I looked into her eyes, I smiled at her and kissed her sweet lips.
"You sound just like a sexy Darth Vader, you know. It's oddly arousing." I joked.
She chuckled. Her cheeks turning red. She playfully punched my shoulder.
"Shut up!" she giggled "I'm sweaty, out of breath and exhausted. I am not sexy." She insisted
My heart was racing. One year on and I still loved her, in fact our love had blossomed and flourished, she was perfect.
"Well I'm not surprised you're exhausted, we lasted like 20 minutes, that's 20 times longer than our first." I winked
She scooted up closer to me, resting her head on my chest, she could hear the wild beating of my heart.
"Fuck me Edward, I really worked you hard didn't I?" She rhetorically asked. "Well I suppose you deserved a good fuck, this evening was wonderful, well for the most part anyway, but forget her, today was our day.
I mmm'ed. I seriously lacked the breath and energy to speak. We were both tired, so sleep was a good option. I turned off the bedroom light, kissed her one last time tonight, and fell asleep with my woman in my arms.
Saturday morning - 11:00am
"Good morning, Bellissimos, this is Roberto speaking, how can I help?"
"Hello, this is Edward Cullen, just checking that all of the arrangements for tonight are sorted."
"Of course Mr. Cullen. Everything is set for your evening tonight; I promise you, It will be perfect."
"The booth, the musician, th-"
"Mr. Cullen! Listen, everything is set and sorted, the night will be magical or a free meal on Bellissimos, eh?"
"Thank you so much, Roberto. See you at 8."
The first box of my agenda for today was ticked. I began to feel a surge of blood rush through me, maybe I'd actually pull this off, hell, I am going to pull this of!
Bellas flight would arrive at Gatwick at 1pm. She had been spending the past week in Scotland for her sisters wedding.
I couldn't go because, oh what was my excuse? Oh yes I remember. I'm a 'money-obsessed, narcissistic, workaholic pig'. Her mother's words.
The reason why I didn't go was because I was taking the time to meticulously plan our surprise one year anniversary together with Bella.
Everything seemed to be coming together nicely. I knew that one way or another, this would be a night we would remember for a long time.
Saturday afternoon - 1:00pm
As I stood in the airport, waiting for Bella, It felt like a rabble of butterflies had flown into my mouth, down my neck as I gulped hard and into my stomach as it fluttered.
We'd only been apart for a week and yet I hadn't felt this nervous since the moment I plucked up the courage to ask her out on our first date. Perhaps the nerves came from the surprise I had for her tonight, wherever they were coming from, I felt like I needed a bucket.
Then I saw her, walking through the terminal.
It was a warm summer's day with the sun shinning brightly, she was wearing a glorious, deep, red summer dress, a cute sun ridge straw hat and a pair of silver flat sandals. Her eyes were a stunning mahogany, her long hair a long luxurious sepia. I couldn't help but gasp to myself, her beauty was breathtaking. What's wrong with me? It's only been a week but I'm sounding like a horny sailor who's just stepped foot on land.
Her head was twisting, eyes searching for me. "Bella!" I yelled. Her body swung around as she heard my call. Her smile flared, the smile which I adored so greatly.
As we reunited, we hugged and kissed each other, wrapping our arms around each other, I reminded myself of her body, her shape and form. I let out a moan of satisfaction to myself.
"Miss me?" she smiled. "No, I loved being able to walk around our flat completely naked, eating Ben and Jerry's in my underpants and jacking over true blood!" I joked. She chuckled and slapped my chest.
Then something caught my ear, it was a voice I knew. It ripped through me like a horny Freddy Krueger ripping through his girlfriend's panties.
Shit, It's her. It's Renee
"Edward! Don't just stand there, be a gent and help me with these bags!" Renee ordered. Well at least she got my name right.
I sighed to myself and picked up her bags, full of dirty clothes and underwear. I gagged at the thought. I mean when I was a teenage I was totally into the MILF fetish, but this was suffocating, I feared to breath at the risk of inhaling her odor.
"Excuse me, I'm going to find the loo. I daren't use the facilities on the plane. I may be a woman of maturity, but I know what people do in those toilets, I was young myself once." Is she trying to make me vomit, like seriously?
But it gave me a moment to interrogate Bella. "What is she doing here? You said she was staying another week in Scotland."
"She got a little drunk at the wedding reception and got in a fight with the grooms family. She said with all of these men wearing kilts, It feels like a Mrs. Doubtfire convention."
I facepalmed, is this woman trying to be hated and alone for the rest of her life?
"But why Is she here? Where Is she going to stay?"
"Well..." She said. "No! Bella, no. Have you forgotten what today is?"
"Shit!" She screamed.
Her mum returned from the toilets. "That was close, nearly didn't make it! My bladders been a little weak the past few days."
I gagged with her dirty laundry bag hanging on my shoulder. What the fuck is my life?
A great start to our one year anniversary. I was lumbering that cockblocking Renees befouled luggage. Am I having a nightmare? Please, oh please! Somebody wake me up.
Saturday evening - 7:00pm
Bella, Renee and I had spent the afternoon in our flat. A day with Renee wasn't complete without her 'you're not good enough for my daughter, get your life sorted out' lecture. It was always bizarre to me. she was a middle-aged divorced, despised, lonely woman. It was like Charlie Sheen being a professional drug counselor.
Despite my copious dislike for her, I did feel sympathetic. She was alone with very few friends, all she had was her 2 daughters. Perhaps that's why she was so critical of me, to protect Bella.
8 o'clock was quickly approaching and I had already booked the booth and the musician. It wouldn't be the most romantic evening of my life, but It'd be a darn sight better than an evening in the flat listening to Renees critiques.
"I've booked us all a table for Bellissimos in one of their booths." I informed them.
Bellas face lit up, she looked so excited. Renees excitement was somewhat more repressed, but I know she loves Italian food - like mother like daughter.
The two women rushed into the bathroom to get ready. I drooped onto the sofa, dreading what tonight could possibly bring.
Saturday evening - 8:00pm
"Ah hello Mr. Cullen! Wonderful to see you. The booth is ready for you and Miss. Swan." Roberto winked.
"There's been a slight change of plan. Would it be possible to accommodate an extra person in the booth?" I asked
"Oh, Mr. Cullen! I like your style. One woman not enough, eh?" He winked again whilst elbowing me.
"Oh god no. Bellas mum is joining us." I choked.
"Of course It is fine. Anything for Mr. Cullen." Roberto assured me.
We sat down inside the booth, Renee scanning the drinks menu for the strongest wine on the list. Bella and I rolled our eyes, fearing the obscenities which were to feature later on.
Despite being in the company of Bellas mum, it was still our night. I held her hands on the table, squeezing them as I looked into her beautiful eyes. "Happy one year anniversary, love." I said as we kissed. "Pass the bucket, please!" Renee added.
Saturday evening - 10:00pm
The meal had been exquisite, the food was divine and the wine luscious. Despite Renees drunken amorous propositions to Roberto for the entire night, It had been nice. I had taken Bella to Bellissimos for our first date. I remember it vividly, we were both very nervous but we connected immediately. However this night was a little different.
The musician was due to play any minute now. I could feel my nerves growing, hoping Bella was going to love the surprise. Tonight wasn't how I had planned, but so far we had avoided disastrous.
A man with his guitar stood at the open entrance to the booth. Dressed in black tie, with long dark brown hair and short stubble.
"H-hey sexy, how'd you like to get lucky with this hot mummy?" Renee offered. I spoke too soon, this is now a disaster.
Bella and I sat there, our faces full of shock. I was speechless, she can't just hit on the musician like an impetuous groupie!
The musician gave a look of bashfulness. His face as red as a plum tomato. Despite his look of fright towards Renee, he began to play.
Bellas lip quivered, her eyes began to glisten, tears running down her cheeks. Completely struck by my romantic gesture. I wiped them away "I love you, Bella." I told her.
Bella was utterly taken and Renee looked like she was going to fall asleep any minute now. Maybe we'll actually get some time alone after all. Maybe I actually pulled this off.
Saturday evening - 11:00pm
Bella and I entered the bedroom together. Renee was fast asleep, passed out on the couch.
"Get on the bed now, sexy." She said. I followed her orders, both hard and eagerly anticipating what she was going to do.
"Tonight has been wonderful. The dinner, the song, the everything. I'm wet for you, Edward. So here's a treat."
She stood at the end on the bed. Tonight she was wearing a sexy black dress. She looked so hot in it, so fuckable if I'm honest. She turned her back to me and as she bent over, she slowly pulled her dress up her thighs. Revealing her tight, laced panties. She held the dress up with one hand, spanking her butt with the other.
"You like that, Edward?" she whispered. My head nodded in abundance. My cock was growing in my trousers, I was growing harder by the second. I slowly moved my hand down my pants, but she stopped me.
"Ah, Ah! No touching." Bella said. "That cock is only for my hands tonight."
She slowly unzipped her dress, she let it drop on the ground. There she stood, with her matching lacey bra and panties. She unclipped her bra, her arm covered her breasts, covering them from me. She turned her back to me and bent over again. This time pulling down her panties. I could see all of her ass, damn it looked hot. I mean I'm an ass-man, but fuck!
She shook her cheeks for me, she knew I loved it when she did. My cock was pulsating, beating in the polyester prison. My balls were firm and tingling, I needed her to touch me.
She crawled onto the bed, making her way up to my legs. She stroked her hands up my thighs, all the way to my hard cock. "Oh shit, honey. Your cock is so hard. I wanna take a look."
She unbuckled my belt and undid my trouser button. Sliding my trousers down my legs, throwing them onto the floor. She pulled down my briefs and it whipped out, like a jack-in-a-box. It slapped against my stomach as it pointed up my body.
Her hand wrapped around my hard, thick cock. She slowly stroked my hardness. It felt so good. "Oh Bella, yes Bella." I groaned.
My cock was covered in precum, the bellend glistening in the light. She opened her mouth, starting to lick my bellend, getting every drop of my stickiness. My hips wriggled, my head was so sensitive to her tongue. She was so good.
I unbuttoned my shirt, throwing it on the pile of clothes. She wrapped her mouth around my dick. Sucking it hard, her mouth moved up and down, from the tip to the base. If she kept this up, we weren't going to get to fuck.
"I need you Bella. I want to fuck your tight pussy." I said.
"Mmm, you're a naughty boy, Edward. You want to fuck me hard and fast? Make me cum all over your cock?." She asked.
"Yes Bella, I want to make you cum so hard." I said.
She smirked. crawling up my body, covering my skin with her kisses. Her breasts brushing up my body, her hard nipples tickling me. She straddled me, her hand grabbed hold of my hot, beating cock. She gently teased the tip of my cock against her hard clit. We both moaned at the immense stimulation. She slowly sat down on my penis. Right the way down to the base, her ass touching my balls.
I wrapped my hands around her body, I pulled her down to me, her breasts touching my chest. I slid my hands down her back to her butt. I gave her a firm spank and a run of my index finger down her crack, gently rubbing the asshole.
She started riding me, moving up and down on my rod. Her breasts jiggling, I was mesmerized by the rhythm of her bouncing breasts. Her moans resonated through me, she was so wet, so hot, it was incredible.
"Fuck, I'm so wet Edward, I'm close, I'm gonna cum." She groaned.
I pulled her head down to me. I kissed her lips hard. I thrust to my maximum, as hard and fast as I could go. Pounding her pussy. I wanted to blow her mind.
"Shit! Edward! I'm cumming!" She screamed.
I felt her muscle tense up as she released herself all over my hard cock. The sensation was amazing. I couldn't hold on much longer myself, she was so hot and wet, I needed to shoot my cum inside of her.
"I'm gonna cum, Bella, I'm gon.. Shit! Bella!" I gasped. Spurting my load in her wet pussy. The sensation was so strong, I needed to catch my breath.
We gradually slowed our thrusting down, then to a stop.
she laid on top of me. We fucked each other hard, our bodies covered in sweat. We took a minute before she moved from my body, the orgasm took a great deal out of us.
"Happy anniversary honey." I whispered.