So, I started my journey into Fanfiction with my first story, La Cantante. I had never been driven to write until I read Twilight and saw the movies (and the beauty of Robert Pattinson ~ dayum, he's one yummy guy.) Writing that first story got me through the end of my marriage and the beginning of my new life as a single woman. Now, it's almost four years since I completed that story. I'm so sorry for the delay, but I did promise you a sequel. Here it is!
Well, I can tell you what will happen next chapter … finish up our performance for the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame charity concert (completely made up, it doesn't exist. I took creative license with that one). Also, we're going back to New York to spend time with Edward and his family to celebrate his birthday. Will they get a huge serving of lemonade? I think so … it'll be so good that it could be classified as limoncello (Italian lemonade with vodka). Yummo!
Chapter Ten: Happy Birthday, Mr. Cullen
BPOV
I was totally having a fangirl moment. I performed on stage with Cheap Trick. Holy fucking God! Breaking Midnight performed at this amazing charity concert for the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame and I sang a duet with Robin Zander. We fucking harmonized, shared the same microphone.
Holy shit!
Now, while I was having a fangirl moment, my husband was about to have a brain aneurysm because Robin Zander, who was old enough to be my grandfather, was flirting with me. It was cute, in a pervy sort of way, but it made Edward very, very jealous. Once we were done performing, we took a photo with Cheap Trick and then Edward kissed the shit out of me, wanting to claim me in front of Robin and the rest of the band. With a smirk, Robin gave Edward a thumbs up and left. I was in a complete daze because of my husband's incredibly strong lips. He had to guide me back to the tour bus since I was too stunned to function.
Back at the buses, Kellan waited for us with the itinerary for our departure. "Okay, everyone," he said in our tour bus. "The Twilight jet is leaving an hour or so, flying to the Albany airport. I've arranged for transportation for all of you to go back to your homes in New York. Let me make sure I have that correct. Obviously, Bella and Edward, you're going to your home."
"Yes, sir," Edward nodded, holding me on his lap.
"Jasper and Nia, you're staying at a rental near Bella and Edward," Kellan confirmed. They both nodded. "Emmett, you're staying with Esme and Carlisle?"
"Yep. Esme said she wanted to mother me," Emmett chuckled. "I'm not going to say no and I'm not about to stay with the porn stars over there." Emmett pointed to me and Edward.
"Hey," I growled. "Our sex lives are none of your business Emmett McCarty Swan!"
"They become my business when you guys can't keep your paws off each other," Emmett smirked. I flipped him off and Edward just nuzzled my neck.
"Alice, you're staying at your townhouse in Albany?" Kellan asked.
"I am," she chirped. "What about you?"
"I've got a hotel room lined up," he said. "Now, if you want to change, shower or whatever, go ahead. But, be ready to go in a half hour." With that, he got up and we all scattered. Alice followed him and I bit back a laugh.
"I can't wait to get home," Edward said, dragging me to the back of our bus. Our set was short and I didn't feel like I needed to shower. I just changed out of my clothes into a pair of yoga pants and a t-shirt that belonged to my husband. Edward did take a quick shower, toweling off and tossing on a pair of jeans. "Six days of just relaxing and resting and recuperating from this leg of the tour."
"And let's not forget your birthday, old man," I quipped, twisting my curls up into a messy bun.
"I'm not old," he argued.
"Is that a gray hair?" I teased, pointing to a spot on his head. Edward eyes widened and he looked in the mirror.
"You suck, Cullen!" he barked. "There's no fucking grays!"
"Just teasing, old man," I cackled as I sat down on the couch in the tour bus. Edward scowled as he stomped back toward me, pulling on an old Emerson sweatshirt. "Come on, Edward. Relax. You're just as sexy as you were back in college."
"As sexy?" he growled, attacking me with his fingers. "I'm sexier, woman!"
"Stop! I'm going to pee on you!" I screamed, laughing hysterically. His fingers relented and he pulled me into his lap, kissing my neck. "And yes, you're sexier. Far sexier than your college counterpart. My older, sexier husband has more muscles, more wisdom and a lot more love." I smiled looking into his evergreen eyes, which had softened. "But, you're getting a birthday party, Edward Anthony. The plans are in order and your present is currently at Carlisle and Esme's house."
"My present should be you in nothing but a bow," Edward smirked, his hand slipping underneath my shirt and cupping my bare breast, squeezing it lightly.
"Behave," I chided. "We're going to be home in a few hours. We can have wild monkey sex once we get back home, to our own bed." He pouted. "Stop with the puppy face. It's not like we haven't done it today."
"But still," he whined.
"God, I can't believe you're going to be twenty-seven," I snorted. "You act more like a child than an almost thirty-year-old you are."
"I'm not thirty. I'm three years from thirty," Edward argued. "Let me enjoy the remainder of my twenties, Isabella Marie Cullen." As he said that, the bus pulled away from the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame Charity concert venue, following the other bus. Our stage was being driven to Baltimore, our first stop after our hiatus. We arrived at the airport a short time after that and loaded up on the private Twilight jet with the band, Kellan and the private security team. Some of them were going to spend time with their families, like Greg and Max. Ainsley and Ryan were planning on floating between our homes and rental properties to ensure our safety. Ainsley was staying with Jasper and Ryan would be staying in our guest house, near the entrance of our property.
The feeling in the plane was one of exhaustion and happiness to be going home. However, I had plans to go shopping with Alice, Nia and Ainsley early the following morning. I needed their help, their guidance for one the presents I planned to give to my husband for his birthday. So, we would go out early tomorrow.
Well, not too early.
I am a rock star, after all. All of those late nights performing and partying, I need my beauty sleep.
Okay, I'm full of shit, but I still want to sleep in.
Just saying.
xx LMDC xx
After returning to Albany, Edward and I went to our home and barely made inside the door before we our clothes were sent flying. He licked me to oblivion on the piano and fucked me from behind on the couch. It was so nice to be able to be as loud as we wanted. He carried me upstairs and made love to me in our bed before we both succumbed to exhaustion.
The next morning, I woke up and finagled my way out of Edward's tangle of arms. He didn't want to let me go, but I had places to go and people to see. Taking a quick shower, I changed into a pair of jeans and one of Edward's t-shirts. I covered my hair with a hat, wanting to be as nondescript as possible. Kissing Edward's pouty lips, I left a note saying that I was running errands and that I'd have my phone. He didn't respond since he was in a sex coma. Going down to the garage, I backed out our old Volvo from college. I smiled, missing this car since it held a lot great memories.
I drove the short distance to Alice's townhome and parked in the driveway. Using my key, I let myself in and was surprised to see a very cheery and very naked Kellan rooting through the fridge. "Hello," I smirked, twirling my keys. "I didn't know that there was a full moon in the forecast."
"Fuck," Kellan barked, grabbing the milk jug and covering his junk. "Bella?"
"No, it's Edward," I deadpanned. "I thought you were staying at a hotel, Mr. Moore."
"Um," he squeaked. "I'm kind of naked here."
"I know this. You have the whitest ass I've ever seen, Kellan," I giggled. Her whimpered, giving me a look. "Oh, fine. I'm turning. I need Alice. We have plans."
"Got it," he yelled as his feet pounded up the stairs.
I heard his voice in the bedroom and Alice's tinkling laughter. It carried through the house as she glided downstairs, grinning widely. "You about scared the shit out of Kellan."
"That would not have been good. I had a nice view of his pasty white ass," I quipped. "So, you and Kellan?"
"Uh, yeah," she blushed, biting her lip. "I told him that he was crazy for wanting to stay at a hotel." She was about to continue when Nia and Ainsley walked into the townhouse, carrying cups of coffee. "I'll tell you more later."
"You better," I said, hugging her.
"We come bringing the nectar of the gods," Nia sang, handing me my usual mocha latte from my favorite coffee shop, The Coffee Bean. "It has a touch of cinnamon, Bells."
"God bless you," I smiled, taking a sip.
"And a skinny chai latte for you," Ainsley said, handing Alice her drink.
"Thanks. Mom and Dad picked up some groceries, but not coffee. Now, I'm going to put some shoes on and then we can go, yeah?" she nodded.
We agreed and she went upstairs. A few moments later, Alice was wearing a pair of flats and we clambered into my SUV. I drove us to a strip mall that had an upscale sex shop that I found on Google. "Why are we at Risqué Business?" asked Alice. "Are you and my brother taking up BDSM?"
"Ugh, no," I laughed. "We fool around with domination and submission, thanks to your flogger you bought me in college, but it's very tame. What we are delving into is, um …"
"It's okay, Bells. We won't judge. Are you pegging Edward?" Nia giggled.
"That would be a no," I snorted. "I think he'd have a heart attack if I put on a strap on and yeah. Not doing that, but we are thinking about doing that to me."
"Anal sex?" Alice asked. "Wow. Who would have thought my conservative brother would cross that line?"
"It's something we both talked about and we're curious," I shrugged.
"You do know that it requires a lot of patience, right?" Ainsley asked. I nodded, turning to face her in the backseat. "I've had anal sex with my douchebag ex-husband. Do you trust me?"
"Of course," I said.
"Then, let me go in there and get what you need. Even in your ludicrous get-up, you'll be recognized," Ainsley chuckled. She opened the door and took the cash I handed her.
"When are you going to try?" Nia asked. Alice smacked her. "OWW! What was that for?"
"It's private!" Alice hissed.
"No, it's okay. We talked about crossing that line on the bus and I want to give it to him on his birthday. I have a list of what I needed, but I'm assuming that Ainsley knows what she's doing," I replied. "Have either of you …?"
"I have not. One way only," Nia said, shaking her head.
"Me, neither. That would be something you'd want to do with someone you're in a relationship with. I haven't had a serious relationship since Jasper," Alice shrugged. "I've a lot of sex, but none of the anal variety."
"Edward has done things to me, back there, and my orgasms are quite explosive," I chuckled. "I want to give this to him, in addition to his birthday presents."
"What did you get the spoiled Green-Eyed Freak?" Alice snickered.
"A new electric guitar. It's blue and absolutely gorgeous," I smiled. "And a Ducati. We both took lessons and got our motorcycle licenses in California. Emmett got them for Edward and I took them with him. Ever since then, he'd been looking at various bikes and I found this sleek black Ducati with all the bells and whistles. It's at Carlisle and Esme's. I'll pick it up the morning of his party. Speaking of which, you both will be there to help with the set-up, right?"
"With bells and whistles," Alice smiled and Nia nodded fervently. "Ainsley's coming back with a huge bag."
"Oh, God," I whimpered.
Ainsley clambered into the car, handing me the bag. "You have everything you need in there to be successful with Anal Sex." I looked inside, pulling out the various items. The first being a silicone plug looking thing. "That's a butt plug. There are three of them in there, all various sizes. Put the smallest one in first so you can get used to the intrusion." I tossed that back into the bag, picking up a large tube of lube. "That's pretty self-explanatory. You don't get wet in your ass."
"Condoms, too?" I said, looking at the large box of Trojan Magnums.
"My ex insisted on them, but what you and Edward do is completely up to you. There's also a jeweled butt plug for when you're ready and a book on various sex positions for anal sex. What works, what doesn't and tips on how to enjoy the pain/pleasure you'll feel," Ainsley said.
"Thank you for picking this all up. I appreciate it. I wouldn't have really known where to start," I said, putting the bag by Alice's feet. "Now, who wants breakfast?"
"I definitely could use breakfast," Alice said, giving me a secretive smile. "I had an eventful morning."
I chuckled, driving us to a small, mom-and-pop diner. We were seated immediately and ordered various goodies, foregoing all of our strict restrictions for our diets. I rarely ate carbs, whereas Alice and Nia didn't eat anything fattening. I got a huge stack of buttermilk pancakes with hash browns, bacon and eggs. Alice got raspberry crepes, along with Ainsley. Nia got a huge meat skillet, with a side of hash browns, pancakes, toast and corn beef hash. "Ainsley, I'm glad you came with us. I know it was in an official capacity, but out of all of the security team, I know the least about you," I said, sipping my orange juice.
"That's because I'm usually paired up with your brother," Ainsley said. "Twilight is insistent that Ryan or Max is with you, Bella. The bigger the guy, the more protection they believe. I beg to differ because I've kicked all their asses."
"You're small but mighty," Alice smirked.
"Damn straight," Ainsley laughed.
"Tell us about yourself," Nia encouraged. "How long have you been working with Pandora?"
"I started working for them about two years ago. I got divorced around the time I started working with them. My ex-husband cheated on me while I was in Afghanistan, defending our country. I found him, in bed, with my best friend. So, once I got my discharge papers, I packed up my shit and moved to New York City. Originally, I was going to work with the mercenaries and go back to the Middle East, but my first assignment was a private job, like this. I liked this better and there wasn't as much risk, but the pay was awesome," she smiled. "Plus, I got to travel the world, not covered in sand or sunburnt within an inch of my life."
"Your ex-husband is a douchebag," I growled. "While you were deployed, he cheated on you? What an asshole!"
"Yeah, he knew he fucked up. He didn't contest the divorce even though he still loved me. He was just horny. That's why God invented your hand, you bastard," Ainsley sighed. "Apparently, Rosie and her four sisters were a poor substitute for all of this hotness and so he had to turn to my best friend."
"You're gorgeous, Ainsley," Alice said. "Clear porcelain skin with shocking red hair and ice blue eyes?! Your ex was blind, deaf and dumb."
"Yep and that's why I got everything I wanted in the divorce," she laughed. "It was how I was able to buy my condo outright in the Upper East Side. Do I miss him? At times, but I'd rather be on my own than with his lying, cheating, skanky ass. Oh! And he got an STI from my friend, too. He may be sterile."
"Karma's a bitch," I snickered, tapping my glass with hers.
"Ain't it?" she smiled.
We finished our breakfast and gossiped throughout our entire meal. It was nice to spend time with the girls. I loved my husband; he was my world. I needed girly-time as well and I was blessed with some of the best friends a woman could ask for. Though, I missed Rose and I wanted her with us as well, but that may or may not happen. She was invited to Edward's birthday, but I never heard from her if she was coming or not.
After breakfast, I drove us back to Alice's home. Nia and Ainsley left since Jasper had plans to meet up with a few guys from Emerson, who lived in and around campus. Ainsley desperately needed to do laundry and was using the facilities in the Jasper's rental. It gave me an opportunity to talk to Alice about her budding relationship with Kellan.
"Ugh, I ate way too much food," Alice said, rubbing her flat tummy. "But it was so good!"
"It was," I said. "So, how embarrassed was Kellan?"
"You should have seen his face. He was so pink," Alice giggled. "I felt for him, really I do, but I told him you were on your way. He thought he had enough time to get something to drink and come back up. He did not expect for you to see him in his birthday suit."
"He has one white ass," I snorted.
"A white ass and hips to die for," she said dreamily, fanning herself. "That man can do things with his body that make mine sing!"
"So, are you and Kellan together?"
"We are, but we're taking it slowly," she said.
"Says the woman who said he can rock your world," I snickered.
"Yes, we had sex and it was the best sex ever. Even better than when I was with Jasper, but we're going to take our time with each other. I really care for him and he obviously cares for me. One thing, though …" she trailed off.
"What?"
"We're keeping it quiet. I want us to have our time together. I trust you to keep quiet, but I don't want to tell anyone else until we're both committed, you know?" Alice tucked her hair behind her ears and crossed her legs. As she sat there, idly playing with a ring, the door opened and Kellan walked in, carrying a few bags of groceries.
"Ali? You home?" he called, walking into the living room. "Hey, Bella."
"Hi, Kellan," I smiled. "Alice was just talking to me about your relationship."
"I told her how we wanted to keep it quiet," Alice explained.
"Discretion would be a godsend," Kellan said, sitting down next Alice and taking her hand, kissing her knuckles. "I don't want my sister to get all in a tizzy and Edward scares me."
"Edward is a pussy cat," I laughed.
"No, he likes pussy," Alice countered. "Your pussy."
"Trust me. I know," Kellan deadpanned. "Are you ever quiet when you guys have sex?"
"Are you?" I smirked.
"Touché," he shrugged. "But, we'd appreciate it if you could hold off telling people."
"Of course," I nodded. "I love both of you and I want nothing but happiness for you. I'm happy you're together. You're very cute."
"She's cute," Kellan said, kissing Alice's temple. "I'm a mess."
"A mess who made us the biggest band after Bon Jovi," I argued.
"Okay, okay," he blushed. "I'll let you guys finish talking. I have to send off a few emails to Jared about the next leg of the tour. We're increasing your security and I want to look at the people Pandora is sending over." He brushed his lips against Alice's mouth and tugged on my ponytail. Jogging up the stairs, I heard the door close.
"Do you love him?" I asked.
"I can't say right now, but it's possible," she smiled wistfully. "But, I'm terrified that I'm going to have a repeat with happened with Jasper."
"Alice, you're so regimented with your medications and what happened with Jasper, it wasn't your fault," I said.
"It was. I was in a manic state and all I wanted was a baby. When I lost it, it sent me into a deep depression. Yes, my meds help a lot, but I'm terrified that he's going to see me as crazy and we'll break up. I don't want to lose another friend and I definitely don't want to have a baby. Well, not yet," Alice sighed.
"Does Kellan know this?"
"He does. He knows the whole story and he understands. He's on medication for depression as well," Alice shrugged. "But, while we're home, I'm getting an IUD so the threat of having a baby is negligible. I don't trust condoms."
"That seems wise. You could get the shot. It worked for me," I suggested.
"I tried it once and I had my period for the entire time. No thank you," Alice shuddered. "Not to mention really bad cramps and I gained a lot of weight. I haven't used anything since, but I haven't been sexually active. Now, enough about me. Tell me your plan about smexing up my brother."
xx LMDC xx
"Make sure that the lights are all connected at the center of the tent," I said to the workers who were putting together the birthday extravaganza for Edward. "If you need more extension cords, I have them in the garage."
"Thanks, Mrs. Cullen," one of the younger men said. "And where do you want the DJ?"
"The south end of the dance floor. There is a pile of cords there for him," I smiled, stepping back out into the warm mid-June sun. Alice and Nia were working with the caterers and decorators, making sure that everything was good to go. I was hovering over the guys in the backyard, but they were almost finished. Then, the decorators would set up the music décor I'd chosen for the party in the tent.
"Bells! You've got to get ready!" Nia shouted. "Jasper just texted and said they are on the back nine."
"Shit!" I barked. I spoke to the manager, reiterating my plans and he assured me everything would be assembled to my exacting standards. I ran up the stairs and showered quickly. Using the blow dryer, I put some mousse in my hair, leaving it wild and curly. I put on some makeup, playing up my eyes and leaving everything else pretty neutral. "Alice, can you call Ryan? He's supposed to come with me Carlisle and Esme's."
"Sure thing, Bells," she yelled up the stairs.
I pulled on a pair of black leather pants and black corset. Shrugging on a leather jacket, I put on a pair of black boots. Fluffing my hair, I picked up Edward's new guitar and brought it down to the kitchen. Ryan was waiting for me. "Hey, Ryan. Thanks for driving!"
"No problem, Miss Bella," he said, shooting me a smile. "Are you sure I can't drive Mr. Edward's bike home?"
"No," I smirked. "You get to drive the Volvo like a good little soccer mom." Ryan made a face, causing me to laugh. "Alice, can you put this outside once their done with the decorations?"
"Sure, sweets," she nodded. "Oh, and I heard from Rose. She's on her way and will be here by the time you get back."
"Awesome," I beamed. "I've missed her."
"Me, too," Alice nodded.
"Me, three," Nia chimed in. "Do you think that she and Emmett are going to get back together?"
"Only time will tell," I replied, taking my driver's license out of my wallet. "Come on, Ry. I've got a Ducati to pick up." We got into the Volvo and drove the forty-five minutes to Carlisle and Esme's. They were not coming to Edward's party since they didn't want to be the old farts there. The party consisted of all The Cliff Hangers, a number of people from Twilight, a few of our friends who had stayed local from Emerson University and some of Edward's friends from high school, including Garrett Sisko, Edward's former choir director and his wife, Kate. Instead, we were going to Carlisle and Esme's house for dinner the next day and spending time as a family before we flew off to Baltimore for our next leg of our tour.
"Don't go too fast, Miss Bella," Ryan chided as we pulled up to Carlisle and Esme's. "The Ducati goes significantly faster than the Volvo."
"And even thought I have the license, I don't like to drive a motorcycle," I chuckled. "I'll be right back." Letting myself into their home, Esme greeted me. We spoke briefly, solidifying our plans for tomorrow. With a hug, I opened up the garage door and whistled lowly. Edward's bike was gorgeous, sleek, black and fast. Twisting up my hair, I put the helmet on and mounted the bike. I turned on the engine, moaning feeling its power between my legs. Slowly pulling out of the garage, I waved at Esme and waited for Ryan to back out. Once he did, I shot out in front of him and we drove back to my home in Albany.
Parking the bike in the garage and affixing a large green bow on its handle bars, Rose walked up, carrying a large gift bag. "I leave for six months and now you're all badass?" she quipped.
I flipped my hair out of my helmet and hugged her. "God, I miss you," I said, rubbing her shoulders. "You look great."
"Thanks," she smiled. Her blonde hair was darker and shorter, cut to a sleek bob just above her shoulders. She had lost weight and was wearing a simple summer sundress with espadrilles. "I'm enjoying my time at the PR firm I'm working for. I moved out of my parents' house and have a small condo near Central Park."
"You're not coming back?" I asked.
"It's a sublet. I haven't made any decisions," she shrugged, following me into the house. "When Emmett told me about the prostitute in Montreal, I was sick to my stomach. I still am and I'm terrified to see him."
"Does he know you're coming?"
"I sent him a text. He knows I'll be here, but he said he'd be respectful of my boundaries," she shrugged. "Whatever the fuck that means. It may just mean that he won't hump my leg in public."
"I think he'll be more discreet than that," I said, threading my arm through hers and sitting down in the family room. "I don't know if Emmett told you everything."
"I only heard prostitute and drunk and I hung up," she said, her lips pursed. "What happened?"
I told her the story about Montreal. She was angry and ashamed, but most of all she was pissed at Emmett potentially ruining his standing with the band. "So, he's got this contract that says that if he fucks up again, he's out?" Rose asked.
"Essentially, yes," I said, wrinkling my nose. "I was ready to throw him out, but Kellan reminded me of this contingency plan."
"I hope he adheres to it," Rose sighed. "I'm sorry."
"You shouldn't apologize, Rose," I said, taking her hand. "It's not your fault."
"I know it's not my fault, but I want to smack him stupid," she growled. "But, I'll behave. I don't want to be arrested for assault."
"I doubt that Emmett would go to that length," I said.
"No, I want to leave marks," she said, her brow arched. "He's fucked up. Big time. He needs to pay for his actions, his infidelity and his addictions."
"Truthfully, are you leaning toward divorce?" I whispered.
"Right now? Yes. I've been working with a divorce attorney and started doing that when the baby drama came out. I was grateful that it was unfounded, but still. The fact that this bitch tried to pin a baby on fucking my husband? Crap, that damn near broke my heart. It's the one thing that I can't give Emmett," she said, her violet eyes dimming. "Babies are not in my future. Well, biological babies. Adoption is an option or a surrogacy since my ovaries still function."
"Bells, we're ready in the backyard," Alice said. "Rose!" She ran over to her and hugged her tightly. "I love the hair! So adorable!"
"Thanks," Rose smiled.
We all got up and checked out the finished tent in the backyard. It was cooled with a portable air conditioner and there were tables set up for the guests, with large floral arrangements atop them. Also there were two large bars on either side of the dance floor. Along the front of the tent, there were music decorations and a large cake in the form of a guitar. As we inspected the décor, Rose and Alice were catching up. Alice told her about a budding relationship, but didn't share with whom she was with. Rose seemed happy for Alice and hugged her.
"Guys! Guests are showing up. Ryan and Ainsley are letting them in. Jasper also called and said that they were on sixteenth hole," Nia said. "They're showering at the golf course and will be here in about an hour."
"Great!" I smiled, going to greet our friends and colleagues. Drinks were poured, the wait staff walked around with trays of appetizers and music began pumping from the DJ station. As I walked around, I smiled for a few pictures with my friends from Emerson. Tia and Tyler were there along with Ben and a very heavily pregnant Angela. She was expecting twins, her second set. She damned Ben and his super sperm. I was pulled away to talk to another Twilight artist before I could finish my conversation with Angela and Ben, but I promised that we would talk before the end of the night. Even Demitri and Felix, our directors from Emerson Express, the show choir at Emerson, were at our party. I had sent an email to Eleazar and Carmen, inviting them as well, but they were in Prague with University Singers, doing a tour similar to the one we performed at the end of my first year in college.
"Okay, Jasper said that they pulled into the subdivision," Nia said. "Do you think that Edward is going to shit his pants?"
"Consider it payback from all of the surprises he's sprung on me," I deadpanned. "I hate surprises."
A few moments later, the music stopped and we all moved off to the side of the yard, on the other side of the pool. I could hear Edward and Kellan laughing about their golf scores and my brother razzing them both for sucking royally. "Stop picking on the birthday boy," Jasper laughed as he opened the door. He was dressed in a pair of dark jeans, white button-down and a beige vest. "Not everyone is as talented as you. I'm surprised you were patient enough to play golf."
"It was oddly therapeutic," Emmett said, stepping out onto the patio. He was in all black with a pair of shades on his face.
"Who would have thought that Mr. Impatient would kick all of our asses?" Kellan snorted, running his hand through his short, sandy blonde hair. He also wore a pair of jeans with a button-down, but his was teal blue color. "And old man here would get the worst score!"
"Watch who you're calling old, you curmudgeon," Edward barked. "I'm eight years younger than you and still in my twenties." My husband was in a pair of distressed jeans with a black button-down with a grey shirt underneath. He had a pair of wayfarers buried in his hair and a subtle sunburn on his pale cheeks.
"SURPRISE!" everyone yelled.
Edward looked and jumped into Emmett's arms. "Holy shit!" he laughed. Emmett barked out a guffaw, putting Edward on his feet. I sauntered over to my husband and threw my arms around his neck. "You are devious, Isabella Marie."
"I told you that you'd have a birthday party," I said, kissing his lips. "Surprise!"
"It sure is," he said, dipping me and patting my ass. "Wow! Thank you everyone. I was expecting a few people not a horde."
"Well, a horde of people love you, Edward," Alice chirped, standing next to Kellan but not touching him. Edward blushed, kissing my temple. "Come on! Let's get this party started!"
Music began pumping and the energy of Edward's birthday kicked up a few notches. Drinks went around along with appetizers and great conversation. As the sun dipped behind the trees, we went into the tent and our dinner was served. Pictures were taken and Edward showed his appreciation for his surprise party was made known with his numerous kisses and cheeky, teasing touches along my neck and under my breasts.
After dinner, we ate cake and went onto the dance floor, staying there until just after midnight when the DJ shut down due to the ordinances of the permit. Most of the people began leaving, only the Twilight artists and people remaining as Edward lit up the fire pit. I noticed that Rose and Emmett slipped inside of the house and I was glad that they were talking.
"Do you want to open your presents, Edward?" Jasper asked, smoking a cigar. "We all got you something."
"I think you'll like what Bella got you," Alice snickered. "In more ways than two."
I shot her a glower and she just giggled, sipping her bottle of beer. Edward turned to me, arching a brow. I shrugged, downing my beer. "Come with me, handsome," I said, taking his hand. "This is one of three presents I got for you." He smiled, threading our fingers together. Everyone followed us and I opened the garage door. His eyes widened when he saw the sleek black Ducati. "Happy birthday, baby."
"A motorcycle?" he breathed, walking over to the beautiful bike. "Bella … Can I take it out now?"
"I'd prefer you be a little more sober, Edward," I retorted. "We're all a little drunk."
"Shit, you're right," he pouted. "But, what I wouldn't give to fuck you on that bike."
"That's proof that you're too shit-faced to drive," I laughed, my face flaming. "Bike fucking can happen later, stud. Let's drink some water, hmmmm?" We all walked back to the patio and chattered until the flames in the fire pit dimmed. People left and around two in the morning, it was just Edward and me in our house.
"This was the best birthday. Ever," he slurred, leaning against the kitchen island. "Great friends, awesome food, lots of booze and fucking amazing wife who got me a Ducati!"
"I also got you a couple other presents, Mr. Cullen. One, you'll get in the morning. But, I have one that I want to give you tonight, if you're sober enough to enjoy it," I said, arching a brow.
Edward finished his water bottle, his eyes darkening with desire. "I'm never too drunk for you, baby."
"I need you to focus," I purred, taking his hand and pulling him up the stairs.
"Seeing you naked will enhance my focus," he replied. In our room, I flicked on the lights and lit a few candles inside. Dimming the lights, I pushed his shirt off his shoulders, running my hands along his strong arms. He shuddered. "You always know how to make me feel good, Isabella."
"Sit down, Edward," I said, pushing him onto the bed. He smiled watching as I backed away from him. I turned on the sound dock and some sultry, pulsating jazz filled our room. I rolled my body, giving him a clear view of my outfit, though he'd been ogling me all night. Flipping my hair up, I looked over my shoulder and smiled seductively at him. His eyes were trained on me as I reached around my back and unzipped the tight corseted top I wore. I slipped my arms through the thick straps and turned back around. Lowering it slowly, I revealed my breasts and Edward moaned. I sauntered over to him, pulling his hair and forcing his head to tilt back. I kissed him hungrily while his hands palmed my breasts, squeezing and twisting my nipples. "Someone wants me."
"More than you know," he breathed against my mouth, his hands continuing their erotic assault on my tits. "You're so fucking exquisite, Bella. I want to spend all night fucking you."
"And you will," I vowed, backing away and slipping off my shoes. I leaned forward, cupping my breasts and staring into my husband's eyes. His evergreen orbs devoured me like he was the predator and I was the prey. You're in for a treat, hubby of mine. Licking my lips, I cocked my hip and unbuttoned my leather pants. Slowly, lowering the zipper, I looked directly at him as I eased my pants over my hips, revealing my bare lower half.
Panties and leather … not a good combo. Just saying.
Stepping out of the pants, I kicked them to the side and ran my hands along my torso. Edward's adam's apple bobbed and he let out the most beautiful combination of a growl and a whimper. Sashaying toward him, I picked up his hands and placed them on my hips. "Touch me," I murmured.
He eagerly complied, leaning forward and pressing open-mouthed kisses to my stomach. His hands moved along my ass, making me squirm. I was getting wetter and more aroused with each pass of his hands. When he spread the globes of my ass and trailed his finger along my cleft, he stopped. Gingerly, he looked up at me and traced the hard metal of the jeweled butt plug I had slid in when I went to the bathroom around midnight. "Turn around," he ordered gruffly. I eagerly complied, leaning over and spreading my ass. "Fuck. Are you serious?"
"Only if you are sober enough, birthday boy," I replied.
"Oh, I'm sober," he answered, leaning forward and kissing my left cheek before moving to the right. His arm banded around my waist and he dragged me onto the bed. He pressed his hard body to mine, covering me completely. His kisses were hungry and rough. With one hand, he pinned my arms above my head and he spread my legs with his knees. I took every harsh kiss, every hungry, teasing bite and every dominating growl. Moving down my body, he bit down on my nipples, making me cry out. He continued attacking my breasts before moving further down to the apex between my thighs. "Fuck, Bella. You're drenched."
"All for you, baby," I purred. "Seeing you smile, hearing you laugh … that's the sexiest thing in the world."
He smiled softly, crashing his lips to mine before his mouth moved back to my pussy, devouring every inch of my leaking slit. He kept his mouth on me through two orgasms. I was a shivering mess when he finished. He crawled up the bed, laying on his side. His lips were swollen and glistening with my arousal. He pulled me close, sliding his leg between my thighs. "I know that we mentioned that we wanted to try," he murmured. "I don't want to push you, beautiful."
"I want this. I want you," I replied. "I've read up on having anal sex."
"So have I and this is why I'm hesitant. I'm big. Not gonna lie," he snorted.
"Baby, I know how big you are. Your cock is ginormous," I said, palming him through his dark-wash jeans. "I have everything we need, Edward. Lube, condoms and I've been preparing myself to feel you."
He swallowed, staring into my eyes. Pursing his lips, he kissed me tenderly and pulled me astride his waist. We kissed slowly, rebuilding the passion between us. Breaking apart, both breathing heavily, he nodded. "I want this. I want you."
I smiled, kissing his nose before pulling out the lube and condoms from the night stand. Edward took the condoms and tossed them on the floor. "We're both clean and I want to feel all of you."
"It was just a suggestion," I said, my finger tracing his pectoral muscle. "I was warned that it might be sensory overload for you, baby."
"It probably will be," he chuckled, removing his shirt. I kissed him and his clothes ended up on the floor. Edward, as we kissed, removed my jeweled butt plug and I shuddered, hating how empty I felt. He tenderly circled my rosette, massaging me. With some lube, he slowly eased one finger into my ass and I whimpered against his mouth. He was slowly pumping his hand, spreading me. He added a second and then a third. "Are you ready?" he whispered.
"Yes," I replied. He moved me so I was on top. His cock brushed my folds and I moaned. Edward eased me down his cock, filling my pussy. "God, I can't believe how good you feel."
"Just wait until I'm fully inside you," Edward said, rolling my hips. I stopped, getting off him and slathering his cock with lubricant. It was so wet, covering his stomach and thighs. I inched forward, kissing his lips as he angled the head of his cock into the puckered hole of my behind. As the head pushed past the barrier, I held my breath. "Relax, my love," he cooed. I released the breath, allowing my body to go limp. Slowly, he pushed deeper inside until he was fully seated in me.
It was painful.
It was taboo.
It felt great.
"God, Edward," I moaned against his chest. "So good."
"Can I move?" he asked, his voices straining.
"Please," I begged. His hips began thrusting, slowly and steadily as he slid in and out of my ass. I could the muscles widen around his length and my pussy was pulsating with each thrust. "God, I've never …"
"Fuck, Bella. You're so tight," he hissed, sitting me up. He pressed deeper in me. I was panting, my mouth hanging open as I ran my fingers along his sweaty face and down his pale torso. "Play with your pussy, baby. I want you to come on me."
"Fuck," I whimpered, reaching my hand between my legs and circling my clit. It was weird to feel so aroused but not have him inside my pussy. I slid two fingers inside, rolling my clit with my other hand. Edward grunted, seeing me fuck myself with my fingers. "Oh, God! Edward … I'm so close. So wet …"
"Can I go harder?" he asked, his voice straining. Unable to speak, I nodded and he pushed deeper. I could feel him through the thin membrane between my pussy and ass. "Yes, baby. Come with me."
"Fuck! Fuck!" I barked, my release coating my hands. "Edward!" He moaned, his body tensing. "YEEEEEEEEESSSSSSSSSS!" I screamed as my body sprung to life, exploding like a firecracker with a powerful, juicy orgasm. He was covered with evidence of my release. My orgasm triggered his and I felt his cock twitch within me, filling me with streams of his cum inside of my ass. We stayed connected until his cock deflated, slipping out of me. I collapsed against his chest, my hands gliding along his arms. "I'm boneless."
"Uh huh," he answered, sounding as exhausted as I felt. "Did I hurt you?"
"God, no. Did you hear me screaming like a banshee?" I chuckled, pressing a kiss above his frantically beating heart. He laughed along with me, pressing a soft kiss to my hair.
"Come on. Let's take a quick shower to wash off the lube and everything else," he said, scooting toward the edge of the bed. "Hold on tight, spider monkey." I giggled, latching my legs around his waist as he carried us to the bathroom. He lovingly washed me, taking special care between my legs and around my behind. His lips never left my skin, keeping his now jade colored eyes in line with mine. When he finished, I kissed him tenderly, brushing my lips with his. "I love you, Bella. I really meant it when I said it was the best birthday I've ever had."
"Was it because of the great sex you just had or the sexy bike I gave you?" I teased.
"Neither. It was because I got to spend the day with you, cantante," he said.
And my heart melted. How could I not adore my wonderful husband? Sigh …
A/N: So, I had a little drama writing this chapter. I was about halfway done when my computer decided to restart. I lost 3000 words. I was so freaking pissed. Let me tell you. I wanted to add more lemons, but my anger only allowed me to have this one. As a result, I will add another lemon next chapter, wrapping up their hiatus between the first and second leg of their tour.
We're going to finish up Edward's birthday, with his family more so than his friends. Some more lemony goodness. Then, we're going to find out about Rose and Emmett. Will they try to make their marriage work or will they go down the path of a divorce? Finally, we're going to head to Baltimore for the next tour date. And there will be a reappearance of drama … sorry!
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