General Disclaimer: The fic is mine but the characters are not. I make no misrepresentations, I am not out to poach creativity, I'm just enjoying a bit of fanfic
If you're interested, please check-out the Polyvore link on my profile for this chapter.
ORINGIAL SIX : Chapter 3 - Bumblebee
Edward's POV
CHANGE OF PLANS. PACK TOOTHBRUSH. HAVE SURPRISE. HOME BY 4. LY. XOX - E
I shot off the quick text to Bella. Earlier in the day I had this brilliant idea to take her out for a fancy dinner so we could talk a bit more and maybe start really planning the wedding. I thought afterwards we could hit up that little salsa club and work up a sweat dancing. So I left a note next to the flowers I had delivered telling her to be ready by seven o'clock.
During some locker room chat I was asking about places to go for dinner and the guys starting giving me shit. Trying to quickly deflect, we started talking about cars and I found out that the Chevy dealership on Third has the new Camaro in their showroom. With Bella and me talking about starting a family, I had been putting off purchasing a new car, but since she told me last week that she wants to wait awhile, I see no reason to not buy the Camaro. I've been driving the Beast since high school. I'm a professional hockey player now, I can afford a new car, and what the fuck, I can even be flashy about it.
After practice, I usually hang around with Em and Jas for an extended workout, but I had better things to do today. Within twenty minutes I was behind the wheel of a barely street legal, bright Bumblebee yellow Transformers edition 2012 Camaro ZL1. Thirty minutes after that I was finishing up the paperwork and handing over my black card. As I did, I had a fluttering thought about if Bella would be okay with this. I wanted to surprise her; otherwise I probably would have talked to her about it first. Then again, I didn't say shit about the $3400 charge to Dick Blick, or the $1900 she spent at Coach. Bella is by no means a shopper or a spender, nor am I really, but when we do want something we don't tend to hold back. Thus, the limited edition Camaro, purchasing every marker Copic has ever made, and the house that has a chandelier in the bathroom. I guess it's just how we are. Besides, she's going to fucking love this car…Transformers are a guilty pleasure of Bella's. There is no way she won't love having Bumblebee.
At ten to four, I pull up outside of our building and send Bella another text.
WAITING DOWNSTAIRS. LETS ROLL. - E
I didn't have to wait long, Bella comes rushing out of the building just a couple of minutes later. I'm standing on the curb, leaning against the passenger side of the car with a huge grin on my face. She looks fantastic, wearing skinny jeans and Holy Shit; she's wearing a fucking Transformers T-Shirt. I can't help but burst out laughing.
Bella goes from rushing towards me to a dead stop in the middle of the walkway. She's standing on the sidewalk, staring at me like I've lost my fucking mind. There was no way she could have known; I swear we share a brain at times.
"Hey Baby." I attempt to break her from her trance. "What do you think?"
"Ummm," she slowly starts walking again. "I'm not really sure. What's with the car?"
"I bought it today, Baby." I say with a big grin as I meet her on the sidewalk. "Don't you like it?"
Bella seems less than thrilled. "I do…" she pauses and starts again, "I do like the car. I'm just a little confused, I didn't know we were car shopping."
"Well I wasn't really car shopping, but the guys were talking about it at practice. It's what I've been wanting, so I just went and got it."
Bella looks down. "Oh." She shakes her head little from side-to-side and then slowly looks back up to me.
Now I'm the one who is confused. "Did I fuck up here, Bell?" I ask because now I'm genuinely concerned. Maybe I'm not supposed to go out and buy a car.
"It's just…that's a really big purchase is all." Bella's voice is quiet. "Here we're buying a house, and starting to plan a wedding together and you just go buy a car." Her eyes drop again. "Did you even consider me when you did this? I mean really Edward, aren't we supposed to do this kind of stuff together?"
I mutter an expletive to myself. "I'm sorry Bell. I did think of you, but I wanted to surprise you. I mean, you buy stuff without asking me." Before I finish the sentence, I know it's the wrong thing to say. When I look at Bella it's confirmed, definitely the wrong thing to say.
"Edward, I never spend thousands of dollars without talking to you first." Now Bella's eyes are on me and her voice is short. I think I crossed the line from her being a little disappointed with me to her being pissed off at me.
"Baby, you dropped three grand at Dick Blick and another two at Coach, and I didn't say shit."
"Those are fucking classroom supplies and I will be reimbursed when I submit my receipts to the school." Yep, she is definitely pissed off at me now. She throws her hands up in the air, "The purchase at Coach was the luggage set for your parents' anniversary getaway – remember? Em and Rose paid for the airfare, we bought new luggage, Jas paid for the hotel."
And I am now officially the biggest asshole on the planet. I'm looking at the ground now as I hang my head in shame.
"I'm sorry, Bella, I didn't know."
"That's because you only pay attention to the things that you want to pay attention to." She does nothing to hide the irritation in her voice.
My head snaps up at her bullshit comment. She knows I pay attention. There are tons of things I pay attention to. I may not always be a doting romantic sap, but I know shit, most of the time.
"Hey, at least fight fair with me."
"I don't even want to fight with you at all Edward." Bella turns to walk back into the building but I wrap my fingers around her wrist to stop her.
"I'll take the fucking car back if it'll make you happy."
"Don't fucking do it to make me happy. What would've made me happy is you talking to me before you spend forty grand." Now is so not the time to tell her that the car was actually closer to sixty because it's a limited edition and all tricked out. I start a mantra in my head of "don't say it" because now is just not really the right time.
"At least give me a heads up." She's looking at the ground again and I know she's got tears in her eyes. The last fucking thing I wanted was for her to cry.
er
"I'm sorry, Bell, I really am. I just wanted to surprise you and I thought you'd love the car." I'm sincere in my words and I hope she knows it. I turn Bella and pull her into my arms. "For what I planned for the day, the car was kinda perfect. But you're right, Baby, we should always talk about these kinds of things first."
She looks up at me and I can see her eyes soften a bit. "Do you want to ride with me back to the dealership?" I have no intention of actually returning the car, I know once she gets in it she'll love it. I just need to buy myself a little time and keep her from storming off back to the apartment. I need time to keep talking my way through this.
This is typically how Bella and I fight. First, I'm an asshole and she gets pissed. Second, she yells at me and I apologize for being an asshole. Third, she stays irritated and tears up while I grovel. Fourth, I lay on the charm and start to schmooze while she debates the severity of my stupidity. Fifth, I convince her that I've learned my lesson and she melts into Bella goo as I dazzle her with sweet-talk. I learned long ago that the sooner I figure out I've fucked-up, the sooner I can dazzle. Once the dazzle has set in, we're back to happy Bella again. Happy Bella equals happy Edward and that is where I like to be.
"Well what did you have planned for today?" Bella's voice is quiet and her face is thoughtful. I can tell she still thinks I'm stupid, but she loves me and knows she is going to forgive me anyway.
I plaster my signature side-smirk on my face and lean down to kiss her cheek. "Well, I thought we'd go for a ride and spend a night away."
"Really?"
"Yeah, we close on the house in just six days, which will lead into a flurry of other crap; I want one night away with my beautiful fiancé." I nuzzle into her neck and kiss the spot behind her ear slowly.
"I still think you were stupid and what you did really does upset me, Edward. You've gotta promise me that we're going to always be partners. We need to make those kinds of decisions together." Bella keeps talking and I keep kissing. She makes the soft little sighs between her sentences and I know she is letting go of her irritation and giving into the dazzle.
I pull away and look into her deep chocolate eyes before I respond. "Isabella Marie soon-to-be Cullen, I promise that we will always be partners, that I will do my best to not be so stupid, and that we will make big purchase decisions together. I love you." I kiss her lips and pull her body into me, she doesn't hesitate returning my kiss or wrapping her arms around me.
She hums in contentment and possibly lust as she melts into me. It only takes one quick tug on the back of her thigh for her to give in and hop up wrapping her legs around my waist. "Thank you for saying that Edward, I love you too."
Bella puts her head down on my shoulder and I can feel the grin on her face. "So, where are you taking me?" Her voice is just a sweet, quiet whisper.
"To the car dealership of course," I respond in a completely serious voice.
She nips at my neck and lets out a huff. "You're such a fucking liar. I'm not stupid, Edward, I know you have no intention of actually returning the car. So seriously, where are you taking me?"
I chuckle into her hair and pinch her ass. "You know me too fucking well." Bella looks up to me with bright eyes; I can tell I'm about ninety percent forgiven. I won't earn the other ten until I take her someplace really good. Lucky for me, I have the most perfect place ever in mind for this evening. "It's a surprise, Baby. C'mon let's get going." I place Bella back on the sidewalk and open the passenger side door for her.
"Do you actually have plans or are you pulling this from your ass?" She is giggling while she asks, so I'll take it. I bring my hand up and wear my best faux shocked expression. "I know you too fucking well, remember Eddie?" Bella thinks nothing of throwing my words back at me.
I shake my head back and forth a bit. "Get your sweet ass in the car, soon-to-be Cullen. You'll find out in an hour and a half, well, shit maybe just an hour with the new car."
-O-6-O-6-O-6-O-6-O-6-O-6-
Bella's POV
Edward really is a stupid ass sometimes, but he's my stupid ass, and with all that I am and all that I ever will be, I love him. He knows it too. He thinks I don't know that he knows, but I do know, and that's why I'm quick to forgive him. There's not much point in staying mad knowing I'm going to forgive him anyway, the sooner I do the sooner we move on, and we all know he is only happy when I'm happy. The one thing he doesn't know is I'm only happy when he is happy. It's totally a one-way street; we have to be heading in the same direction for either of us to get anywhere.
Once he tells me we're going about an hour away I have a pretty good idea of where we're heading. I don't want to spoil his surprise, after all, I've given him enough shit today, and he is trying to make it up to me so I'm going to let him. Besides, Edward is always like a little kid when it comes to surprises. He is downright giddy. He gets giggly, silly even and simply overjoyed when he reveals. I can't spoil that for him.
Within minutes, I do fall in love with the car. It's hot, there's no denying it. The car is fucking hot, and Edward behind the wheel of the fucking hot car is even hotter. His arms flex as he shifts gears, his thighs tense up as he pushes the pedals, and it's just hot. I keep my hand on his thigh as he drives. He occasionally wraps his fingers around mine but he needs his hand to drive so it doesn't linger too long.
"Baby," Edwards voice is quiet, "why don't you lean the seat back a little?"
I comply and lean back a bit. As much as I'm enjoying the car, I'm a horrible passenger. Take me in the car for more than twenty minutes and I fall asleep. I can drive long distances, but if I'm the passenger it's almost a guarantee I will fall asleep.
I wake with a quiet yawn sometime later when Edward is leaning over to unbuckle my seatbelt. He grins at me and kisses my cheek. "Well, hello, Sleeping Bella," his voice is soft and teasing.
I mumble an apology and stretch a little.
"Baby, you've got nothing to apologize for. I knew you'd fall asleep, you always do." Edward winks at me and I finally sit up and look around. I was totally right, I knew this is where we were coming.
"Edward Cullen, you know how to make a girl happy."
"No, I know how to make my girl happy. Most girls wouldn't give a shit about this."
I lean forward and kiss him soundly on the lips. "Thank you."
"You're welcome, Baby, c'mon let's go get seats."
We grab our jackets and get out of the car. He rushes to my door, and takes my hand as we head into the park. As I had predicted, Edward has brought me to Cascade Falls Park in Jackson. I love it here. I've been here countless times and Edward and I have shared some special memories in this park. Nothing could have been more perfect than coming here tonight. There's just something about the waterfalls, the lights, the music, seeing the couples and families and enjoying the simple wonderment that the Cascades evoke. It's just magical and special, every single time.
We're sitting right up front just as twilight begins to darken the sky, snuggled together in our seats. Edward has one arm wrapped around me and my hands are clutching the bicep of his other arm. I feel completely content, secure and safe, adored and loved, treasured. I feel treasured in Edward's embrace.
"Let's get married here," I say it in a sigh. I'm not even sure I mean to say it, but the words tumble out of my mouth effortlessly.
"Okay," Edward smiles down at me and nods his head in agreement. "I love that idea, Baby."
"Really?"
"Of course. This is us."
The way Edward responds has me beaming, this really is us. It can be simple and beautiful, and for the first time when I think of planning our wedding, I'm comfortable and excited, not anxious and overwhelmed. This is really is us.
"I love that this is us." I tug on Edward's shirt a little and get him to lean down into me until our lips meet. We kiss sweetly, deeply and I can feel the emotion passing between us. Obviously we're engaged, and obviously we have had every intention of spending our life together, but this is the first major thing we've decided in terms of the wedding. This is big. I can't wait to tell Rose! And just as that thought passes through my head, it is quickly forgotten as Edward is snaking a hand across my midriff and his fingers are weaseling their way under my shirt. His mouth is hot against mine, his tongue twists with mine and I can't hold back the whimper that escapes me.
The whimper must be a reality check for Edward because he pulls back a bit and smirks at me. He leans in to whisper in my ear.
"As much as I'd like to continue to mouth fuck you right now, there are children present and we are in public." I gasp as he winks at me. "But don't worry, Baby, there will be plenty of mouth fucking later," Edward says as he kisses the spot under my ear. "Mouth fucking," he repeats in a breathy whisper. "Tongue fucking." He bites on my neck. "Finger fucking." He squeezes my hip. "All sorts of fucking." His words melt me into Bella-goo and I'm officially ready to go, in more ways than one.
Once the sun fully sets, Edward keeps me tucked into his side throughout the show. We share sweet kisses, I nuzzle my nose into his neck and his fingers hold onto my hip. We enjoy watching the waterfall change colors in time to the music.
When Edward whispers to me that he is going to go use the restroom, I don't even have to ask him to make a trip to the concession stand. "Before you even ask, yes, I will get you a hot cocoa," he tells me as he moves to stand.
I smile sweetly at him. "Thank you, Edward."
He returns a few minutes with not just my hot cocoa, but one for himself and a funnel cake. Edward puts his arm back around me and I feed him bites of the powder-sugared treat. "This is perfect, Edward. Thank you." I lean up and kiss his cheek as I put another bite of funnel cake in his mouth. "You're right; you do know your girl."
He finishes chewing and gives me his crooked smile. "Well of course I know my girl, I love you Bella and this night has been damn near perfect."
"Anything I can do to make it better?" I say suggestively and raise my eyebrows at him just a bit.
"Don't tease, Baby," Edward says with a chuckle.
"Oh don't worry, Mr. Cullen, I fully intend to follow through."
"And we're leaving now." Edward immediately starts to get up. I know I should protest. The show isn't over, but I've been ready to go for over an hour now, so I'm not going stop him.
He reaches his hand to take mine and pulls me to my feet and into his arms. "Baby, I promise we'll talk about the wedding and get details and everything else we need in order to get married here. But right now, you should know that I am really," he pauses and thrusts his hips towards me a little bit, "really, ready to go."
I reach one hand down and graze his cock over his jeans. "Then let's go." Edward's eyes darken when I squeeze just a bit, he groans quietly and takes a deep breath before pulling away so we can head back to the car.
Edward keeps his hand on my ass the entire way back to the car, and when we both pause a moment as we approach the car. We've already established that the car is fucking hot, but the highly waxed yellow color, shining under the parking lot light just makes it glow. "Bee looks good," I comment.
"Not as a good as you."
I could give him crap for his cheesy line, but instead I turn my body into his and pull him down into my lips. With no effort at all Edward lifts me into his arms and my thighs wrap around his middle. Faster than that new Camaro can go zero-to-sixty, our kiss goes from hot-to-soulful.
"Bell, Baby," Edward keeps trying to talk but words are not want I want from his mouth right now. "We should…"
"Shhh…" I try to shush him and then force my tongue back into his mouth. The mouth-fucking starts again and it makes me eager for the other types of fucking he promised me. My hips are rotating into Edward's and I can feel his erection through his jeans.
Edward takes the last couple of steps towards the car and leans me up against the passenger door. The cool window glass on my back is a cold contradiction to the heat radiating from Edward's body pressed up against my front.
"Bell, we can't," Edward goes back to talking and again I shush him. He doesn't heed shushing this time. "Baby, not here."
"Yes, Eddie, please." I lick along his neck and continue to grind my hips into his. He resists, yet he keeps thrusting to meet the swirl of my pelvis. "I want you, Eddie." My voice borders on whiny but I really don't care. Edward is currently sucking the spot behind my ear and squeezing my ass tightly. He has been teasing me for the past few hours. My panties are soaked and after the shit I put up with earlier today he owes me orgasms. "I want orgasms."
The word barely falls from my mouth before Edward moves one hand to my breast and begins to pinch my nipple. He has nerve endings all over my body firing at different times from the stimulation he is providing, and I'm still fully clothed. "I want naked, Eddie, please," I say breathlessly.
Edward has way more self-control than I do. He quickly backs up and places my feet back on the ground. With the couple of inches space between us, his voice is stronger now. He clicks the button to unlock the door and he is ushering me in just as fast as he can open the door. I'm barely sitting before he closes my door and is jogging around the front to get in on his own side. I'm not sure he is even sitting before he has the key in the ignition and as soon as the engine roars he has the car in gear.
I take a deep breath as I stare at him. I have a mantra of "don't jump him" playing through my head even though it goes against my instincts. Every sexually-charged cell in my body is screaming at me to get on him immediately, but while he is driving the brand new forty thousand dollar car, just isn't smart. Then again he makes lots of money these days, maybe we could afford it if –
"Don't think about, Bell." Edward interrupts my thoughts.
"Huh? Was I saying that out loud?" I question because I swear I was only thinking it.
Edward chuckles at me and reaches a hand over to squeeze my upper thigh. "Yes, Baby, you were talking."
"I swear I have no filter when you get me worked-up."
"I love that you have no filter when you're worked-up," Edward says while squeezing my thigh again.
-O-6-O-6-O-6-O-6-O-6-O-6-
Edward's POV
It feels like forever before we pull into the parking lot of the hotel, though a glance at the clock on the dashboard says it's only been a seven minutes. Seven minutes. Jesus Christ, seven minutes of Bella telling me that she wants me, telling me how she wants me, and what specifically she wants from me all while running her hands over me as I'm driving.
As soon as I get the car in park, I'm unfastening my seatbelt and reaching for hers. Bella is wiggling her way out of her own seatbelt and stretching over to get into my seat. Just before she can climb across the center console, I speak-up, "Wait, Baby, let's just go inside."
She sits back with a huff and sticks out the pouty lip. "Edward," she sounds exasperated, "I've been waiting for hours, I want the naked – now," she whines.
I'm hard as a fucking steel rod, and I whole-heartedly agree with her but, fuck, we're already in the parking lot. We're so close to multiple surfaces we can fuck on so why have quick, cramped car sex when we can wild, hot hotel fucking? This argument is perfect so I relay it to Bella. "Baby, let's skip the cramped car sex and go for the hot hotel fucking."
Apparently that is all she needed to hear because she flings open her car door and starts to head for the hotel entrance. I make a quick stop to grab the overnight bag from the trunk and jog to meet-up with her. It only takes us a few minutes at the front desk. Bella has her hand in the back pocket of my jeans the entire time the evening desk clerk is talking to me, and as soon as she holds out the key card Bella snatches it up and starts tugging me towards the elevator.
"Damn, you're an impatient little slut." I smack Bella on the ass as she enters the elevator in front of me.
She inhales with a squeak and looks all shocked but I know she likes my dirty words. If any other man even thought of calling Bella a slut I would see to it that it was his last thought, the words would never leave his mouth, but coming from me, like this, its foreplay. When she turns around and leans against the back wall of the elevator she looks-up at me and bites her bottom lip.
As the doors close, I saunter up to her and place my hand on the wall next to her head; I lean down so my lips are just a breath away from her ear. "If you we wearing a skirt instead of jeans, we'd start the finger fucking right now." Bella takes a stuttering breath and steadies herself by placing her hand on my hip. "I'd circle that hot little clit of yours with my thumb," I lean in and nip her earlobe, "and I'd thrust my two fingers up into that tight pussy of yours."
Bella tugs my hip closer to her, bringing our chests together. "I know you want to fuck my fingers, don't you Baby?" I lick up the long column of her neck and suck the spot behind her ear. "You want to ride my fingers, right Baby?" I exhale a hot breath across her neck and I can feel her quiver. "Ride 'em good, until you come all over my hand. Fuck Bell, I love when you come on my fingers."
Bella's cheeks are flushed and she is whimpering a bit. I'm guessing with the build-up we've had going for the last few hours I could make her come with very little effort at this point. I almost wonder if I can make her come from nothing more than the dirty talk. Before I can test this theory further, the elevator doors open at our floor and Bella is pushing past me to get to our room.
It only takes a moment to open the door and as soon as we're in, Bella is pulling her shirt over her head and unbuttoning her jeans. This is why I know Bella is the perfect woman. She's done with foreplay, we're not going to spend the next forty-five minutes undressing each other and making out, she told me she wanted the naked and right now she is getting herself naked. Though right now, I'm enjoying the view of her wearing a lacey yellow bra, it's totally see through and her nipples are already hard.
"Catch-up Cullen," she says over shoulder at me as she walks into the room towards the bed, "I said I want the naked." I stand staring at her for just a moment. Bella firmly says just one more word to kick my ass into gear. "Strip."
I whip my shirt over my head and get my belt undone quickly. I'm shedding my clothes as I stalk towards her. By the time I reach her she is sitting up on her knees on at the end of the bed. "Baby," I begin, "I'm not going to last long."
"I love that you come with a disclaimer," Bella mumbles as she reaches out and runs her finger tips across my abs.
I chuckle at her comment. "Oh, that's it," I say in my serious sexy voice, "you're going to get it."
Bella plays coy. "Oh? Are you going to give it to me?" She asks with a teasing voice and a grin on her face.
I'm done with games. I'm done with words. I reach down and swing her legs from beneath her and lay her flat back on the bed. As soon as she's down, I nudge her legs further apart with my knees. Bella needs no further nudging or coaxing; she eagerly parts her legs and draws her knees up towards her chest so her feet rest on my hips.
I take my cock in my hand and stroke it a few times. My dick is already hard but I know how much Bella likes to watch me. I look up at Bella as I slowly bring my hand up and then back down my shaft. Her bottom lip is caught in her teeth and her eyes are dark. "Enjoying the show?"
"Fuck Eddie, you know I am." Bella has one hand on her breast, with two fingers pulling at her nipple. Her other hand is slowly sliding down her flat stomach, heading straight to her wet pussy.
Just before she reaches her clit, I push her hand away and instead rub my cock against her. I coat the tip in her juices and swirl the head around her clit. Bella instantly thrusts her pelvis up towards me, whimpering when she gets a little more friction. "You said you weren't going to go slow," Bella whines to me.
"No, I said I wasn't going to last long." I grin at Bella when she catches onto what I'm saying. I could play with her all night, all day and all night again before actually fucking her. I love getting her worked up to the point of frustration and irritation, it's hot. After all the fighting this afternoon and the semi-indecent PDAs this evening though, I've already got her frustrated and irritated. I don't want her to actually get pissed-off at me though.
"But I said I wanted the naked," she uses her feet to draw me closer to her, "and you said there were all kinds of fucking. Give me the fucking, Eddie, please, I want the fucking." She is so fucking sexy; the innocence of her voice combined with the sin of her words is such a turn-on.
Without a word, I slide my cock down the lengthy of her pussy and pause just a moment before I take a deep breath and thrust into her. I exhale as I settle myself into her. She's so tight and it's so hot. It feels fucking amazing.
What I assumed would be hard and fast fucking changes just as soon as I'm able to get my cock all the way into her. I lower myself down onto my elbows so our bodies are touching chest-to-tits. I take one hand and stroke up and down Bella's leg, pulling her impossibly closer into me. She has one hand wrapped around my bicep and the other is resting above her head. "You're beautiful," I whisper and lean down to kiss her lips.
-O-6-O-6-O-6-O-6-O-6-O-6-
Bella's POV
"And you're amazing," I whisper back to Edward when our mouths break apart. We've settled into true lovemaking, with a combination of deep strokes and firm thrusts. It's not at all what I anticipated with how amped-up we were earlier. I was expecting the loud and hard make-up fucking, but this is good, this is great, this is damn near wonderful.
"I love you, Bell." Edward's voice is a little shaky and his thrusts aren't as steady as they were. I know he is getting close.
My breaths are coming out in prolonged pants. "I love you too," I reply in an equally shaky voice. "I'm getting…oh; fuck…I'm getting close."
"Don't…I don't want to stop." Edward's voice is almost so desperate that it's kind of sad and sweet all at the same time.
I re-wrap my calf around his hip and pull him even tighter to me, telling him I don't want to stop either. Edward drops down from his elbows and wraps both arms around me before rolling us to the side. He's not as deep this way but the way he hits that little spot inside of me is delicious. I put my arms around him; he drops his head down to my breasts, covering them with hot breaths and long kisses.
Edward removes my nipple from his mouth so he can whisper more dirty words between kisses. We moved to prolong our love-making, but everything feels more intense this way. It's so intimate. There is no way for us to be more connected and I can feel my orgasm tingling in the pit of my stomach. My breaths are coming out in harsh pants and I feel my muscles clenching. I lean forward and nibble on Edward's earlobe before taking it in my mouth to suckle it.
"I can feel your tight pussy clinging to my cock, Baby." Edward's voice is rough; I can tell he is trying to hold himself together. "You wanna come?" His hand worms its way between our bodies to where he is pumping into me, his thumb starts circling my clit and I know I'm just a few moments from coming.
"I wanna come with you," I pant. "Oh…oh, fuck, Eddie."
Edward nudges my thigh with his. "Pull your leg up, Baby. Open up that pretty pussy for me." I do as I'm told and pull my thigh up and wrap it around his upper back. Immediately Edward shifts and now he is driving into me deeply. "Fuck, Baby, your pussy feels so good."
"Oh come, Eddie, oh….please, fuck, come…"
Edward grabs my hip tighter and sets a punishing pace with his cock thrusting harder and faster. "Fuck Bell, I'm right with you."
His mouth comes back to mine and we kiss between moans and muttered expletives. I love being this close to him. I love being so intimate with him. I love being loved by him. With that thought fresh in my head I come hard. My orgasm is so intense it takes my breath away and I open my mouth in a silent scream. Edward follows right along with me, though his moan of pleasure isn't silent.
His head collapses on my chest, my arms go limp over his back and we lay together, still joined, just trying to catch our breath.
"Christ Eddie, that was intense," I mumble the words into his hair with my chin resting on top of his head.
"Uh-huh."
Apparently I fell asleep after that, the clock now reads two o'clock in the morning. I wake up to Edward's chest pressing against my back; he kisses my neck and rubs my hip. My entire body shivers when he whispers dirty words in my ear with his gravelly voice. He presses into me, rolling me onto my stomach and positioning his body between my thighs. "Baby, I really wanna fuck you."
I push my ass up against his obvious erection, "I can tell," I say with a teasing tone.
Edward reaches around underneath me and starts rubbing my clit with his thumb while his fingers play with my pussy. "You're wet. You ready?"
"I'm always wet for you."
Without further prompting Edward thrusts his cock into me from behind. "I want to hear you scream, Isabella."
"Fuck, Eddie!" I burst out as he harshly pushes into me and grinds against my ass. All coherent thoughts leave me as Edward fucks me. The only thing I'm concentrating on is holding the headboard so he doesn't smack me into it.
I'm moaning, he's grunting and now we're finally enjoying the make-up fuck I thought we'd have earlier.
-O-6-O-6-O-6-O-6-O-6-O-6-
Edward's POV
Bella and I wore ourselves out with the middle-of-the-night fucking and ended up sleeping until almost ten o'clock in the morning. By the time we get up, shower, and enjoy some room service for breakfast, its afternoon before we're on the road again. As much as I'd love to turn our overnighter into a weekend away, we have to head back. We're expected at her parent's house for dinner tonight, we've got to finish packing and I've got the kid's goalie camp starting tomorrow morning.
Bella wraps her arms around my waist and kisses between my shoulder blades as I stand at the counter waiting to check-out of the hotel. "Thank you, Edward, this was great," she says sweetly.
I reach my arm around, pulling her to my side and kissing the top of her head. "You're welcome, Baby, thank you for forgiving my fuck-up yesterday."
"Let's just not spend forty grand without at least giving the other a heads up from now on, okay?"
"Sixty," I say under my breath.
Bella looks up to me, "What?"
"I said, sixty." I have a nervous smile on my face and I'm sure my eyes convey my guilt.
"Sixty, what?" she asks. I'm pretty sure she already knows but I'm going to have to answer her anyway.
"Sixty thousand dollars," I rush the words out of my mouth and continue, "it's a barely street-legal, brand new, limited edition Transformers Camaro that has every option ever conceived. It was sixty-one thousand, four-hundred, thirty-eight dollars and twenty-four cents."
Bella makes that high-pitched squeaky noise she makes and then screeches out a "Seriously, Edward, seriously?" Before I can say anything though she keeps going. "I've said forty thousand multiple times and you are just now speaking-up? I can't believe you!" She has pulled away from me and is now facing me with both hands on her hips, eyebrow high in the air. She is going to make an awesome mom; the voice and face are spot on to a pissed-off momma. "No wait, I do believe you. You're a weasel, Cullen, a stupid-ass weasel. You wait until I've let the whole thing go and then you confess, so fucking typical." I try to interject again but the second I open my mouth to speak she cuts me off again. "Give me the keys."
Now I'm positive my face shows my panic because she just narrows her eyes, smiles and holds out her hand.
"Ah, fuck," I mutter quietly and reach into my pocket to retrieve the keys. I hold them above her palm and her fingers stretch up to snatch them. "You know I'm only doing this for our children, right?"
"Yes, Edward, I know you value you nuts."
Thank you so much for reading. Please review and I will send you an exclusive teaser of the next chapter; we'll be meeting the parents