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CHAPTER ELEVEN
Cuddled up under a doona, I snuggle closer to Edward on the couch. We're both naked. An episode of Brooklyn 99 plays on my TV. Milo is outside enjoying the rare sun so we're alone.
"What a way to spend a Sunday," he smiles.
"It's been a longer date than I expected but one of the best I've had," I say.
"One of?" He scoffs.
"It was the best," I laugh, "your sister seemed nice too."
"Nice," he chuckled.
"She isn't?" I raise an eyebrow confused.
"She's lovely," he smiles, "just nosey."
"She probably just loves you and wants what's best," I shrug.
"Oh for sure. She is just shocked I took someone on a date," he says.
"Because you're technically married?" I ask.
"Cause I was so set on living unhappily," he says, "on not living life."
"She approves of this?" I ask.
"She suggested it. The boys just were the muscle. Alice hates Jessica. Always did. She begged me not to do it but I thought it was love. As soon as I came back from the honeymoon it was doubt. But I let it go until I couldn't and I asked for a divorce. On the grounds, I was just unhappy. She told me she was pregnant. So I stayed. Which I know is wrong," he sighs taking my hand.
"You're a dad?" I ask shocked.
"I never was. She lied. She faked it. Then faked the miscarriage. She made me believe I buried my unborn child for a year. She told me when I brought home new papers for a divorce. It was a complete lie to hurt me for wanting to leave again," he is holding back tears.
My heart is in tatters for him.
"I'm so sorry," I whisper.
"Since filing for divorce she has missed hearings, lied to judges and done what she can to delay proceedings. My lawyers have been working on ways to get around it. It takes time," he nods, "divorces take a while in any normal case."
"What a bitch," I say.
"You said it," he smiles, "cuddled up naked under a blanket on a couch with you like this is because hurt led me here."
"You think?" I grin.
"I know," he nods.
I smile and kiss his cheek.
"What do you think of a second date. I know you don't want to go anywhere with us but I enjoyed last night," he smiles.
I bite my lip. Another date.
"My boyfriend was cheating on me for months. I'm just…" I start.
"Struggle to trust," he nods, "I know. I understand. I am just enjoying your company."
"I trust you but I just am scared that I will find something so perfect that it'll destroy me when it ends," I cast my eyes down.
"What if it doesn't end?" He asks.
"Everything ends," I mutter.
"But that makes everything perfect that happened before even more valuable," he says.
I look up to him smiling slightly. He leans down to kiss me sweetly. When he pulls away I move to straddle him pulling the blanket with me so I'm covered.
"You have the way of saying things and sounding kind of like ghandi?" I giggle.
Laughing he wraps his arms around my back under my blanket cape.
"Well, where there is love there is life," he winks kissing me.
His phone begins to buzz. He groans loudly.
"I was just about to.." he trails off sighing.
With me still in his lap, he leans us over slightly to reach for his phone at his feet. He answers it smiling at me. I watch him interested.
"No. I'm busy," he says.
A male voice is on the other end of the phone which relaxes me. No crazy ex.
"I might be able to. Is this the new girl? You met her four weeks ago and already want to introduce her to us?" he asks.
"Okay fine. Low key right?"
"I'll bring someone," he smiles at me.
While he listens I lean into him kissing down his neck waking up his southern friend. He leans his head back onto the back of the couch trying to ignore me.
"Yeah Em. Maybe just do pizza and football? Board games are a bit childish," he says.
I giggle softly shedding my blanket skin. Once free I begin pumping my hand up and down his penis while using my hand to play with myself, to get ready.
"Em. I really am…"
He pulls the phone away slightly from his ear head snapping up to look at me.
"Stop," he mouths smiling.
"Stop what?" I ask innocently.
He pulls the phone back and adds in a 'yeah' to sound as if he were listening.
Keeping eye contact with him I position myself so I can slide down, him penetrating me flawlessly. His grunts.
"Edward?" I hear on the other end.
The bronze goddess before me doesn't even respond. His finger moves to the end call button and the phone is thrown aside, lost. I grip both of my hips moving to take one of my breasts into his mouth. I gasp slowly moving up and down on him.
"You are so naughty," he smirks moving his hands to cup my ass.
"I can't resist you," I moan, "I needed you. I didn't want to wait my turn."
His strong hands guide me up and down at a slightly quicker pace. He thrusts up into me hitting deeper angles. As I begin to ride him harder a string of moans falls from my mouth. He grins suddenly stopping me, his penis deep inside of me.
"What?" I moan out.
"Lie on your belly on the couch," He instructs.
As asked I get into position. I lie face down. My chest squashed into the beige fabric. He smacks my ass before spreading my cheeks.
"Wait. You're not.." I gasp.
"No," he laughs, "I just can imagine how tight you'll be like this."
I relax leaning up on my forearms slightly so I can look back at him. He straddles the back of my thighs, one leg on the floor. Then slowly he pushes into me. I gasp out in pleasure as he inch by inch fills me.
"I was right," he moans squeezing my ass, "fuck Bella."
He begins to do just that. Thrusting into me with fierce force. I arch my ass up into him as I near my orgasm. Before I can even enjoy it building to the edge I'm thrown off it. I quiver beneath him calling out. He doesn't slow as I clamp down on him for release.
"I'm coming," he growls.
I'm still in the middle of my own ecstacy when he seizes up, coming with one more deep thrust into me. Falling forward his chest moulds into my back. He kisses my shoulder and neck as we try to catch our breath.
"You're invited to Cullen sibling game night," he smiles, "I was going to tell you before you rudely interrupted me."
I giggle but stop short.
"I'm meeting your family?" I ask.
"It'll be fine. It's low key and relaxed. Besides, they know about you already. It's just to catch up. We do it every fortnight," he explains pulling out of me and sitting up.
I move to sit up too.
"Is that a little stringy?" I ask.
"Not in the slightest," he shakes his head.
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