Edward Cullen's 12 Days of Christmas Chapter 4 – On the Fourth Day of Christmas
Prompt (#7 – Just Fuck Me For Christmas and #8 – Naughty or Nice)
Day 4
Bella POV
Well, today was somewhat a bust. I called Edward as I was about to leave work and he sounded half dead. He told me that he had been busy all night and day getting the kids placed together. I offered to postpone tonight's activities but he was adamant that we got together. I thought about it for a second and suggested a night in with dinner and a movie; I would even cook for him.
Edward sounded happy at the suggestion and said he was going to take a nap before our evening. I promised to knock or call when dinner was ready and hung up, already sounding like he was asleep.
I took the train to the store and grabbed the items for soup and sandwiches, one of my favorite comfort foods. I also got the ingredients for hot scotch and some cookies for dessert.
As I was walking back towards the station, something caught my eye in a store. I debated for just a moment before running in to get it. With a smug smile at what I was planning, I walked back to the station with a skip in my step and headed toward home.
I got the sandwiches and soup prepared and tried to call Edward, no answer. I tried a second time but only got his voicemail again. I decided to knock on his door but it didn't open. I was becoming a bit dejected, even though I knew he needed his sleep, but I had been looking forward to tonight, even with the changed plans. I reached down to check the knob on a whim and found it unlocked.
I hesitated on going into his apartment but I really did want to make sure he was ok. I turned the handle again and slowly pushed the door open. It was almost dark inside, with the exception of one lamp near the couch. I looked around and found Edward passed out on his bed, fully clothed, shoes included, on top of the covers.
He looked so sweet lying there asleep, sucking lightly on his bottom lip. I wanted to just cuddle up to him but I had a better idea instead.
I crept back to my apartment and got ready in the other item I had purchased. Then I wrapped the sandwiches up, put the soup in a large thermos, packed up a small picnic basket with the soup, sandwiches, and some bottles of water, then headed back next door to prepare and wake Edward up.
I grabbed the throw blanket that was lying across the back of Edward's couch and put it on the floor before setting the food up on it. Once everything was ready I set about the task of waking up Edward, who looked so peaceful I almost didn't disturb him. But I was sure that he needed to eat and get out of his clothes. He still had his shoes on!
I didn't know if he was a hitter or anything when trying to wake up so I kept my distance, just reaching out to gently shake his shoulder while calling his name out softly. He mumbled something incoherent and shifted slightly before settling back into sleep.
I tried shaking him a bit rougher and he shocked me by grabbing my arm, pulling it to his chest and cuddling it, murmuring my name. Was he dreaming of me? A big smile spread across my face just as his lit up in his sleep. I knew I needed to wake him up so I could at least get my arm back because sleeping while kneeling beside his bed would not be comfortable.
I called his name a few more times, each time closer and closer to his ear. It was when my lips were right on his ear that he finally began to stir. His eyes peeked open and, upon seeing me, a huge smile broke out on his face.
"Good evening sleepy head," I said as I leaned in to kiss him.
"Mmm, but what a way to wake up," he replied just after meeting my lips softly.
"I brought dinner, and if you're good, dessert too."
"Well, I've been good so can I have my dessert first?" he asked with the most adorable pout I'd ever seen. Seriously, his pout rivaled a child's.
"No sir, that's not how this night's going to work. Tonight, it's my rules and my rules say that dinner has to be eaten first before any dessert can be enjoyed."
"Fine!" Edward said with a grimace before stretching and sitting up.
He saw the spread on the floor and smiled.
"You didn't have to do all this you know."
"I don't mind," I said and I really didn't. Edward had done so much over the last few weeks, especially the last three days that I felt like I should repay him somehow.
Edward got up and ran to the restroom saying he'd be back out in five minutes. I heard the shower start up and wanted to strip down and jump in there with him. But then, inspiration struck. I had been saving my surprise for dessert but wanted to tease him all through dinner instead. I untied the belt of my simple wrap dress and let my surprise show for him just as he was walking out of the bathroom in nothing but a pair of flannel pajama pants.
"Uh…uh…" was all he could say as his jaw flopped and his eyes travelled the length of my body, taking in my Santa inspired bra and panties, complete with a Santa hat.
"Do you like?" I asked, looking up at him through my lashes.
"Do I like? Do I like? Hell yeah I like. Bella, you have no idea!" Edward exclaimed as his pants showed exactly how much he liked what I was wearing. I knew instantly that we would be enjoying our dessert first, if we ever got to dinner was going to be a mystery.
"Well Edward, the thing is, for you to get to enjoy all this," I motioned up and down my body like a game show girl, "then I need to know if you've been naughty or nice?"
"Um, nice?" Edward replied, the answer coming out like a question.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, that isn't what I needed to hear. You see, I need someone who's naughty, who can really give me what I need…" I trailed off as I watched his eyes darken noticeably, shading with the lust that was coursing through both our bodies at the moment.
"Trust me Bella, I can be naughty." And with that, Edward picked me up and carried me to his bed, tossing me down on the covers. "You don't know what you just asked for," he warned me as he gripped the Santa panties and ripped them off my body, causing me to squeal in shock.
"Those just had to go, they were in the way," Edward growled before he pounced forward and buried his face between my legs, not even bothering to start at the top and work his way down.
I yelled out as his tongue pierced my core, diving in deeper and deeper each time it attacked. Edward had his arms wrapped around my thighs, holding them spread apart as he licked, sucked, and pretty much attacked my pussy, eating it like it was his last supper.
He moved to my clit, alternating licking it and sucking on it and I moaned his name loudly, drawing it out with the desire he was building within me. I almost came when he bit down on my clit but he backed up, released my thighs, and began to kiss his way up my stomach, never letting me reach the release I desired.
I felt a low ache begin to grow the further he got from my core. However, I realize that something else was drawing closer with each inch he moved north. He arrived at the Santa bra and reached up to undo it, fiddling with the front clasp for a millisecond before having it undone.
But, even though he completely freed my breasts, he ignored them, moving north still until his lips reached my neck. He began to kiss and suck on my neck, right at my collarbone, making me moan softly while rocking my hips, hoping to contact some part of him for the friction I desperately needed.
One of his hands reached down and stilled my hips, muttering an uh-uh at me before gripping and flipping me over. His mouth reconnected with the back of my neck, making me almost squeak with surprise.
His mouth moved down my back, licking the length of my spine while his fingers played with the sides of my breasts, teasing me with the subtle hints of pleasure. But the subtle hints were nowhere near enough for me and my hips began to move again, twisting, yearning for something, anything to ease the delicious ache between my legs.
Edward chuckled wickedly from behind me, sending shivers of delight down my spine to my toes. I was about to turn my head to look at him when he bit down somewhat roughly on my ass cheek, just above my thigh. I groaned loudly, moisture flooding my crotch as a fire burned deep within.
I was about to beg for mercy when he gripped a handful of my hair and pulled me up forcefully, onto my knees. I cried out in pleasure as he pulled me flush up against him. I felt his solid cock slide between my thighs, coating it thoroughly. When did he take his pants off? Oh hell, I didn't care. I just wanted him inside of me now!
I began to beg for something, anything to quench the thirst in my loins and Edward chuckled again before biting down on my earlobe.
"Now, now, now Bella. Is there something that you are wanting? Maybe something for Christmas?" Edward asked.
"Uh huh," I squeaked out, as he reached forward and began to lazily trace my lower lips with his finger tips.
"And what would that be Bella," he asked in a sultry tone. "Huh? What is it that you want me to do to you? I need to hear what it is that you want."
I growled with desire before coming up with the perfect answer, the naughty answer. "Just fuck me for Christmas!" I spat out through gritted teeth, not able to take anymore of his delicious torture.
"My pleasure," he said as he pushed me back down on all fours, gripped my hips, and slammed his enormous cock into me in one swift movement.
I screamed out as I finally got the release and relief I so desired at that moment, a sudden orgasm surging through me. Edward pulled almost all the way out again before slamming back into me, causing our skin to slap together audibly.
He kept a grip in my hair, using it as leverage as he fucked the shit out of me from behind. My hands fisted in the sheets and I tried to bury my face in his pillow to muffle my screams but he wasn't having it. He kept my head up as he slammed into me over and over, bringing me closer to my second release.
I felt it building in the pit of my stomach, getting closer and closer to the surface just as Edward's rapid thrusts started to become erratic. He began to grunt loudly as he released my hair and placed both of his hands on my shoulders, pulling me into him to match each of his thrusts. The added leverage took him to greater depths within me and I screamed out at the same time he groaned loudly, pulling out of me and releasing all over my back.
I collapsed onto the bed and he got up to retrieve a washcloth to clean me up. Once I was squeaky clean he crawled up into the bed beside me and pulled my naked body against his.
"Mmmm," he said as he nestled himself up against me.
We fit perfectly together, spooning in the bed. I released a sigh as I relaxed against him, straining to stay awake. I knew I needed to go back home but I couldn't bring myself to get up just then. The next thing I knew there was a low light coming in through the window and Edward was rolled over facing the wall. We were also under the covers.
Had I just stayed the night with Edward Cullen? Yes…yes I had. A smile slowly crept onto my face as I realized this but then the panic set in. Had he wanted me to stay the night? Well he did cuddle me after sex and didn't kick me out. But, did this mean something for us now? Were we an item? Shit! I was over-analyzing this and I knew it.
I slowly slipped out of the bed and looked for my clothes. I couldn't find the Santa panties but found everything else. I just covered up with the wrap dress, tiptoed back to my apartment, showered quickly, and ran out the door to work, hoping not to meet him in the hallway.
On the way past his door I taped a note onto it telling him to call me later. Then I headed out the door to work, millions of what if's and other questions flooding my mind, one of which was what would the fifth day of Christmas bring to me…