Okay, so here it is. The sequel for A Nerd Story of Love. I don't own any of this. The only thing I do own is the plot to the story and a very cool 'Geekward' mug. I'm planning on keeping the story lighthearted as can be, but there will be angsty moments. I will post warnings in the author's notes at the beginning of the chapters for fair warning.
Thanks for everyone who's faved, reviewed or read my story. I love writing SGB and Nerdella and I'm so happy that you all love them too.
Chapter Twenty-One: Celebrate Good Times, Come On!
BPOV
"I was saving myself for perfection, Isabella. I found it. In you," he said sweetly. "Besides, I was never all that sexual before you. Jasper tried to get me to watch porn and go out on dates. Alice, too. But, I wasn't interested. Most women were too flighty and fake that I was exposed to. You were everything that I ever hoped for, Bella. You're intelligent, compassionate, loving and absolutely the most stunning woman I've ever known. I'm so lucky to have you, Mrs. Cullen. I love you. So much."
"I love you, too," I whispered, touching the computer screen. A quiet knock filled the room and then the door opened. "Johnny's back."
"Let him tend to your head and then call me after you've taken the pregnancy test," Edward said.
"Can't I just wait?"
"Do you want to know?" Edward asked.
"I do. But, I want you here," I pouted. "With me. Not on the phone."
"I'd rather I was there, too," Edward murmured. "Just take the test. What's the worst that can happen? You find out you're not pregnant?"
"Okay," I sighed. "I'll call you back soon. Love you, Edward."
Johnny attended to my head, putting on a few butterfly sutures over my now cleaned wound. He told me to take two Tylenol and go to sleep after I called Edward. With a smile, he handed me a pregnancy test. I tore into it and gave Johnny a shy grin. He clapped my shoulder before leaving the room. I grabbed my cell phone and ran to the bathroom. I slid down my pants and panties, peeing on the stick. I set the stick onto the counter, setting the timer on my phone. I called Edward back.
"So?" he asked.
"It's 'cooking,'" I said as I sat on the edge of the tub.
"How long?" he muttered.
"Three minutes." My legs bounced as I stared at the stick on the counter, facing away from me. "So, how was work? Good?"
"Whitlock is still functioning. The foundation is a fucking mess. I don't know what to do. The Naperville police are doing extra patrols at the site along with some perimeter sweeps. The company that Johnny, Ricky and Matthew work for have been placed on the work detail to ensure that nothing would happen during the day. Plus, they are constantly searching for anything more than 'sabotage.' It's been fruitless but they've only gone through a quarter of the building."
"What about the video surveillance?" I asked.
"It hasn't been reliable. The power is not consistent in the foundation since the crews are working on different locations each day," Edward said, frustration evident. "I'm so done. I'm ready to just close down the foundation in Naperville and move it to another location."
"Don't, Edward," I chided. "It'll work out."
"But, Bella. I'm concerned. If Emmett can get to the foundation when there's construction going on, how is he going to react when there are children?" Edward squeaked out. "I would feel horribly, devastated…if anything happened to any child while at the foundation. It's supposed be a safe haven."
My phone beeped, indicating that the three minutes was up.
"Is it time?" Edward asked.
"Yeah," I breathed. "Ready?"
"I was born ready, Mrs. Cullen," he joked. "Let's find out if my super sperm did the trick. Again."
With a shaking hand, I reached for the pregnancy test. I flipped it over and stared at it. "Oh, my God!"
EPOV
"Bella? Tell me, gorgeous," I begged. "I have to know."
"Plus sign," she whispered. "We're pregnant. Again."
A baby…another baby. "Bella," I whispered as I slid down the wall in my office. "We're having another baby?"
"That's what the stick said," she answered, smile in her voice was evident. However, her voice was quaking. "I can't be no more than a few weeks. Oh, God!"
"When was your next shot supposed to happen?" I asked.
"February first," she replied. "I wonder when this one was conceived?"
"I don't know and I don't care. I'm so happy we're having another baby, Bella. Put the phone to your belly," I said as I wiped tears away from my cheeks.
"Let me put you on speaker," she answered. I heard some rustling and then Bella's distance voice. "Go ahead."
"Hi, baby," I cried. "This is your daddy. You have the most beautiful mommy in the world and the most wonderful older sister. I'm so happy that you're going to be here with us, soon. I love you already. Be good to mommy and love her. Just for me, please? She's so special. Just like you."
"Edward," she sobbed. "Can you get more perfect?"
"I'm not perfect, Bella," I snickered. "I'm just speaking from the heart. God, I love you. So much."
"I love you, too," she cried. "A new baby…sweet baby. Edward, can we keep this quiet? I want to go to the doctor and get everything confirmed before we announce it."
"Of course, Mama," I said. "I wish you were here, Bella."
"I wish I was there, too," she murmured. "Anyhoo, my head is pounding and I'm exhausted. Talk to you tomorrow, angel?"
"Definitely," I replied. "Sleep well, gorgeous."
"You too because in nine months or so, our sleep patterns will change. Again," she giggled. "Good night, Edward."
"Good night, mama," I muttered. I clicked off the phone and smiled softly. "Okay, yeah, I need to get my ass in gear." I dialed Demetri's number.
"What up, brother?" he chuckled.
"Can you drive me to the airport tomorrow?" I rushed out. I was getting a flight to LAX for me and Kyra. "I want to surprise Bella. Oh and one of the bodyguards, too?"
"Sure, Edward. When's your flight?" he chuckled.
"Um, hold on. I' m getting it now," I said. I entered in my credit information and managed to get a flight at the ass crack of dawn. "My flight is at 5:45."
"AM?" Demetri groaned. "Are you serious? Can't you just get a limo?"
"Kyra is going to be with you and it just makes sense for you to drive us," I hedged. "Please, Dem?"
"What crawled up your ass that you need to see Bella? She's going to be home in a few days," Demetri said flatly.
Yeah, just found out I'm going to be a daddy again. I want to surprise my wife. "I just miss her," I muttered. "Please? Pretty please? I'll even let Alex kiss me if you drive us to the airport."
"With tongue, Cullen," Demetri snickered. "God, my husband's infatuation with you is unreal. But he knows who his love is. And that would be me in my seven inch splendor…"
"Gross, Demetri. I did NOT need to know how long your dick is," I shuddered. "Besides, I'm bigger."
"Shut the fuck up! Really?" Demetri squealed. "You're such a skinny fucker."
"That has nothing to do with penis size, Demetri," I chortled. "So, will you?"
"Fine. I'll be at your house by four," he grumbled. "I'm assuming you're out for the rest of the week, too?"
"Yep. You're in charge. Don't burn down the building or crash the servers, please?"
"You'll have your laptop and I can call you if there's an emergency, right? Jasper is not back yet from China," Demetri wheedled.
"Of course, Demetri. I'll have my laptop and cell phone. I'm not leaving the country. I'm just visiting my wife," I smiled. Making love to her in response to our news. Our new baby. "I'll see you tomorrow. I have a few more arrangements to make before I go to bed."
"Okay. Later, Edwina," Demetri snickered.
"Don't make me kick your ass. Say goodnight, Dem."
"Fuck off," Demetri laughed. He hung up the phone. I rolled my eyes and called Johnny, informing him that I was coming with Kyra tomorrow. He seemed excited to hear about my impending arrival. He also guessed the results of the test. I asked him to maintain his discretion regarding the matter since we wanted to go to the doctor and get everything checked out before we made our announcement. Afterward, I curled up around Bella's pillow, trying to get some sleep.
That didn't really happen. I was too excited to visit my wife in LA. I awoke before my alarm that was set for three. I quickly showered and dressed in a pair of jeans and button down shirt. I packed my bag with some casual clothes and filled another one for Kyra. Matthew knocked on the door and he smiled sleepily. "Mr. Demetri is here, Mr. Edward. He has Miss Kyra with him."
"Are you packed, Matthew?" I asked.
"I am, sir. I'm looking forward to the trip. Ricky is going to stay here to watch over the house and foundation," Matthew said as he stifled a yawn.
"Tired?"
"Very much. It's hell getting up before the sun, sir," he chuckled. "Can I ask why we're going to LA?"
"To visit Bella," I smiled softly.
"There's more," he said, crossing his arms.
"I'm not at liberty to say, Matthew. But you'll find out soon enough. Can you carry Kyra's luggage down to the foyer?"
"Of course, Mr. Edward," he replied, picking up Kyra's bags. I turned and grabbed a few toys for Kyra during the plane ride along with a handful of books. I dashed to my office and grabbed my computer. With one more glance, I nodded before heading downstairs. Demetri was cooing with Kyra in her carrier.
"You ready, jack ass?" Demetri smirked.
"Yep. Thank you for driving us," I replied. "I do appreciate it."
"It's because I hate you so much, brother," he snickered. "Matthew has loaded up the luggage and is waiting for us in the car. Let's boogie. Where am I taking you?"
"O'Hare," I replied. "Though, I should have just chartered a private plane. Perhaps I'll do that on the way home. I want make sure that we're together…"
"Enough flaunting of your trillions," Demetri said dryly. "Get your scrawny ass in gear."
"My ass is not scrawny," I chided as I slung my computer bag over my shoulder. I scooped up Kyra's carrier and walked to the garage. I locked her seat inside and felt a sharp smack on my butt. "Hey!"
"Scrawny," Demetri laughed. "Get it in the car." I flipped him off and went to the passenger side. Matthew slipped in the backseat with Kyra and we headed off to airport. We pulled up to the terminal and Demetri assisted us in taking out our luggage. "Have fun in sunny California, Edward."
"Thanks for driving us," I said. He waved his hand before pulling me into a hug. "Love you, brother."
"You too, Edward. See you in a few days," he replied, squeezing my shoulder. He ran to the driver's side and pulled away from curb. Matthew was holding Kyra's carrier while I gathered the bags. Together, we checked into the flight and were ushered to the first class lounge after we went through security. As we waited for out flight, I addressed some work issues on my laptop. Matthew entertained Kyra. To a bystander, we looked like a very liberal family: two dads and a daughter. The looks we garnered varied from amused to disgusted. I shrugged them off. I'm not close-minded. It's a free country. It doesn't matter who you love.
Man.
Woman.
Black.
White.
Skinny.
Fat.
Hip.
Geek.
The only thing that does matter is that you get to experience love.
"How is Kyra on planes, Mr. Edward?" Matthew asked.
"Fine, I guess. The last time she was on a plane was when we brought her home from Italy," I said as I put my laptop away. I scooped her up in my arms. "She was fussy toward the end of the flight, but was asleep for most of it." He pursed his lips and nodded. An hour later, our flight was called and we settled in our seats in first class. Kyra's carrier was strapped in between Matthew and me. I cooed at my sweet girl as we waited to take off. The pilot announced that we were scheduled to be on time for our arrival and soon we were barreling down the runway toward Los Angeles.
Once the seatbelt sign was turned off, I picked up Kyra and held her to my chest. Her eyes were darting around the cabin on the plane. She babbled quietly, patting my cheeks. Her vocabulary was still rudimentary but she was able to identify me, Bella and Matthew. She also could ask for a bottle and her favorite toy, a stuffed lion named Harold. Bella found it when she was shopping with Esme. She said it reminded her of Rufus, the lion I had bought her when we were first separated after we started dating.
Matthew handed me a book and read to Kyra quietly as we flew over the continental United States. She then cuddled in my arms, playing with the buttons on my shirt as she started to doze off. Matthew excused himself to go to the restroom. As he was gone, an attractive flight attendant came up to ask if I needed anything.
"She's adorable," she cooed. "Just like her daddy."
"She gets her looks from her mother," I said, taking on a cold demeanor in my tone. She was obviously flirting and I wanted none of it.
"Is her mother with you?" she asked quietly, blinking her eyes at me in what was to believed a seductive manner.
"No. We're flying to Los Angeles to visit her," I replied, looking up at her.
"Shame," she pouted. "We could have had fun."
"Okay, Misti," I grumbled, glaring at her nametag. "I'm a happily married man with a daughter. I'm on my way to visit my wife. Do I need to speak with your supervisor about your unprofessional behavior?"
"Please, sir. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to offend you," she said quickly as she backed away. "Don't rat me out."
"I'll think about it," I said coldly. She scurried away, mumbling something about a free drink. Matthew came back and sat down next to me. "Evil wench."
"What happened?" he asked, raising his brows.
"She tried to hit on me and insinuate that we'd sleep together," I growled.
"You are an attractive man, Mr. Edward," Matthew snickered. I shot him a look. "You are! If I was gay, I'd want to get your number. But I'm not so I won't."
"Well, you forget, I have my gay boyfriend. His name is Alex and is married to Demetri," I joked. "It's a running joke that he wants to make out with me. Every chance he gets."
"That…doesn't surprise me," Matthew said, furrowing his brows with amusement. "He and Mr. Demetri are so diametrically different. Miss Alex is flamboyant, coy and affectionate. Mr. Demetri is more subdued, muscular and aloof."
"That is an apt assessment," I smirked. "I guess opposites attract. Look at Alice and Jasper. Tim and Rosalie."
"But, you and Miss Bella are very similar," Matthew replied. "You have your differences but in all the important areas, you're of like minds and demeanors."
"We are," I said wistfully. "I can't wait to see her."
"You've missed her a great deal, Mr. Edward." I nodded and gave Matthew a smile. "Soon, sir. Very soon."
"Excellent."
We sat in silence for the rest of the trip. Matthew read quietly while I held Kyra in my arms. Misti returned to inform us that I needed to put Kyra into the carrier. She was contrite as she made her request. My gaze was still steely. I carefully placed my sleeping daughter into the carrier and strapped her in. The plane started to descend and my ears were popping. Kyra woke up and started crying. I soothed her as best as I could while she was in her seat. I hummed to her, tickled her belly, read to her but her tears were relentless. I couldn't focus on the landing since I was trying to calm my baby.
"Mr. Edward?" Matthew called. "We're here."
"Oh, thank you GOD!" I sighed. "Guess what, principessa? We're by Momma."
"Ma!" she cried, tears falling down her pink cheeks.
"I know, sweet girl. I'm with you," I laughed as I kissed her forehead. "I want Momma, too. But she's got work. We get to hang out in her hotel room."
"I just texted Johnny. He's here waiting for us. Miss Bella is in meetings with the movie executives. Johnny spoke with their security force and they are watching over her while he's picking us up."
"Thanks, Matthew," I said appreciatively.
"Also, Johnny explained that he arranged for a crib to be delivered to Miss Bella's room and I will be staying with Johnny. His room has two queen sized beds. He already made arrangements for that as well," Matthew said with a crooked smirk. "If you want to leave Kyra with us so you can have a proper reunion with Miss Bella, I'm more than happy to keep her for the evening."
"I may take you up on that, Matthew. Thank you."
We both left the plane and went down to the baggage claim in LAX. Gathering our bags, we looked for Johnny. He was standing near one of the exits, lazily holding a sign that said 'Cullen' on it. "Hello, Mr. Edward. Matthew," Johnny smiled. He leaned forward and whispered in my ear, "Congratulations, Papa."
"Thanks," I said with a crooked grin. "I'm assuming that Bella informed you of our wishes?"
"She did, sir. I'm the only one who knows besides you two," Johnny said. "We need to get to the hotel. I'm assuming you may want to sleep since you're here so early. What time did you wake up, sir?"
"Um, three?" I replied, running my hand through my hair.
"Yeah, you so need a nap," Johnny chuckled. "I'll watch Kyra while you and Matthew snooze. Miss Bella is staying at the Beverly Wilshire Hotel. I have the rental outside. Come." Johnny led us to the SUV parked just outside of the baggage claim. We loaded up the luggage and strapped Kyra's carrier into the car before zooming off to the hotel. We followed Johnny up to the hotel suite and I got settled in the bedroom. Kyra was placed in her pack and play for a nap after she ate an early lunch.
I slept for a few hours and then got up to do some work while Johnny played with Kyra. Around five, Johnny received a text from Bella, asking to be picked up. I smiled at Matthew who took Kyra next door while I changed into something more appropriate for what I had planned. After completing my work, I arranged to have restaurant to be reserved for Bella and me. I finished dressing in my gray dress pants and blue shirt, tying my matching tie. I gently touched my key pendant around my neck, smiling softly. I thought back to our wedding night and when I gave her our matching pendants…hers a heart and mine a key.
As cheesy as it sounds, I hold the key to her heart. However, in reality, she holds my heart. Always.
"My Isabella," I whispered. "My love. How did I get so lucky?"
"…Johnny, I'm tired. I'm just going to call Edward and go to bed," Bella's voice said through the door. "Thanks for everything yesterday."
"No problem. And I like what the stylist did with your hair to hide your bump," he chuckled. "I like you in bangs, Miss Bella."
"Shut it. I'm such a klutz," she snorted. "I'll see you tomorrow, Johnny."
"Good night, Miss Bella."
I heard the door click and I stood up, straightening my tie. Bella walked in and she looked so beautiful. Her hair was straightened with side swept bangs that covered her knot on her forehead. She wore an orange dress with a pair of nude heels. "Hello, Momma," I said quietly.
Bella looked up and rubbed her eyes. "I must have hit myself in the head a little too hard yesterday. I am having hallucinations that my husband is standing in my hotel suite," she grumbled.
"You're not hallucinating, my Bella," I whispered, stepping toward her. "I couldn't bear to be away from you. Especially now."
"Edward!" she squealed as she ran toward me. I caught her and held her to my chest, peppering her face with kisses. "You're here. Oh, my God! You're here. I love you, so much."
"I love you more, gorgeous," I whispered into her hair. I pulled away and looked at her, snaking my hand down to her still flat tummy. "I love you, little one. I can't wait to meet you."
She blushed, lacing her fingers with mine over her belly. "I can't believe you're here," she cried. "What about work?"
"I did some remotely while you were in your meetings," I said as I kissed her soft lips. "Come, my love. I have a surprise for you."
"You being here is surprise enough," she smiled, tugging on my tie to kiss me. "I've missed you, Edward. Can I show you how much?"
"After dinner, gorgeous," I choked out. I did want to make love to her but after we ate our dinner. I adjusted my throbbing arousal and laced my fingers through hers. Tugging on her hand, I led her down to the emptied restaurant in the hotel. They obliged my request for a 'million flowers' in the restaurant. Bella gasped quietly as she looked around the floral shop, erm, restaurant.
"Edward, how were you able to do this?" she whispered.
"Money talks, my wife," I said as I wrapped my arms around her waist, kissing her neck. "I wanted to celebrate our newest addition."
"It's very early, Edward," she muttered. "I don't want to jinx it."
"We won't," I replied, turning her in my arms. "Come, gorgeous. The chef has prepared our favorites for dinner." I kissed her nose and led her to the table set up in the middle of the dining room. I guided Bella to her chair and sat next to her, kissing her wedding band. "How was your day?"
"It pretty much sucked until I walked into my hotel room," she giggled.
"What's wrong?" I frowned, cupping her cheek.
"Summit is being so stubborn about the director. We've been at each other's throats all day long," she said wearily. "They want this one guy, Jack Michaels, who Rose is against. I even got her on a conference call to speak with the executives, but they refuse to budge. During lunch, I called Rose again and asked why she was so against Jack Michaels. She replied that he butchers scripts that were originally books."
"What's going to happen?" I asked.
"They're bringing in Jack to conference with me and possibly assure us that he won't fuck up the stories," she said, leaning against her chair. "What I wouldn't give for a glass of wine? Hell, a damn bottle!"
"Bella," I warned.
"I know. Preggers equals no booze for mama," she smirked. "I'm afraid that I can convince Rose to use this Jack character and he talks a good game about staying true to the books. Then he fucks it up."
"Yeah, you're so pregnant," I snorted. "You only use the f-bomb when you're REALLY turned on or pregnant."
"Sorry. I'll wash out my mouth with your spooge tonight," she winked. I rolled my eyes. Her filter is truly gone. Definitely pregnant. Maybe twins?
"Bella, behave," I snickered. "We may have the whole restaurant to ourselves, but I'm certain that our waiter doesn't want to hear about you washing out your mouth with my jizz."
"Oh, oops," she giggled. "I'll have to settle for some water, then."
"Oh lord," I laughed. I gestured for the waiter to bring over some water. He did offer some wine which I declined. I didn't drink while Bella was pregnant with Kyra and I sure as hell wasn't going to drink while she was pregnant with our 'little one.' After our drinks were ordered, he brought out some appetizers. I remembered some of the favorites that Bella liked while she was pregnant previously and arranged for a smorgasbord of that for dinner tonight. Not the strange shit like pickles and 'Chunky Monkey' ice cream. She really loved steak and French fries with Kyra. And cheese cake.
"Is it just you?" Bella asked as she nibbled on some of the bruschetta we were sharing.
"Nope," I smiled.
"Did you bring Kyra?" she breathed. I nodded. "Where is she?"
"She's with Johnny and Matthew," I answered. "They both wanted us to have some time to ourselves. For a proper reunion, you know?"
"So we can fuck?"
"Jesus, Bella," I guffawed. "Come here." She got up and sat in my lap, playing with my hair. "Filter, baby. Say it with me. Filter."
"I know. I know," she pouted. "It's worse this time."
"We need to get you to the doctor. There's extra hormones floating around in there, gorgeous," I snickered as I wiggled my fingers. My hand rested on her belly, rubbing it softly. She smiled and pressed her forehead against mine. "What are you thinking?"
"I'm excited. I'm nervous. I love him or her already," she whispered. "I'm happy that we could come together and create another perfect life together. I love you, angel."
"I love you. So much, my Bella," I purred. The waiter cleared his throat. I gave him a sheepish smile as I urged Bella back to her seat. But she didn't want to move. "Do you want to eat dinner in my lap?"
"Yep," she said as she settled into my arms. "I cut. You feed."
"Seems fair enough," I chuckled. She leaned forward and began cutting our steaks. On my plate, she put on the steak sauce that I liked while she kept hers plain. Spearing a small cut of the beef, she held it up for me. "I thought I was feeding you."
"We'll take turns," she said with an adorable grin. "Open up, Edward." I did with a sparkle in my eyes as she placed the fork in my mouth. Closing my lips around the tines, I moaned quietly. Damn good steak. "God, if you keep making those noises, I'll be eating you for dinner."
"Filter, gorgeous," I said as I chewed my meat. She wrinkled her nose and stuck out her tongue. "Real mature, Mrs. Cullen."
"Don't tease preggosaurus," she grumped.
"Stop it," I snickered. "Have some meat."
"I'd rather have your man meat," she said, looking into my eyes. I arched a brow. "Shit, sorry. Filter. Working on that, angel. No more unfortunate blurt outs of how I want to ride your baloney pony."
"Bella," I sighed as I held up her fork. "If you chew, then you can't talk. Open up." She clamped her mouth shut and shook her head furiously back and forth. "Why won't you open up your mouth?"
She reached into my pocket and grabbed a small pad of paper that I always carried around with me. I'm going to blurt something out. Something highly inappropriate. I'm not suitable for public functions, Edward. Can't we just go upstairs and fuck?
"No, Bella. It's just us," I said as I kissed her neck. "Please open up? Pretend it's my cock." I snorted quietly.
"Holy shit!" she bellowed. "I can't believe you said that!"
"You opened your mouth," I said as I held up her steak. She rolled her eyes and nibbled the small cube of beef. We went back and forth, feeding each other our dinner. Bella managed to eat an entire New York strip steak plus all of the French fries. She even nibbled on some of my steak as well. Once our plates were cleared, the waiter brought out two pieces of cheesecake. Bella's eyes widened and she bounced on my lap. I chuckled at her excitement and fed her again. The sounds that she made were downright pornographic. She loved her cheesecake.
Both pieces.
"God, I'm such a pig," she giggled. "I'm so full."
"I have to feed my babies," I said as I nuzzled her neck, rubbing her belly.
"Edward," she said, staring at me. "We don't know what we're having. I'm pregnant. Probably with just one baby."
"Bella, you are my baby. So is the peanut inside of your belly," I muttered, kissing her cheek. "You're both my babies. As is our Kyra."
"I need you, Edward," she whispered.
"Check please," I barked. The waiter appeared and handed the check to me. Without even looking at it, I slid my credit card into the holder, never breaking my gaze with my wife. He scurried off and ran my card. I signed the slip after I added the tip. Bella got up and guided me to the elevators. We rode up in silence. The sexual tension was palpable. Bella refused to let go of my hand. Each pass of her fingers over my palm was driving me insane with lust. My cock sprung to life in dress pants.
When we got off the elevator, I scooped her up in my arms. She fought against me weakly. "I can walk, Edward," she crooned.
"I know," I smiled. "I just need to hold you, gorgeous."
"Carry me before I get too fat?" she deadpanned.
"Bella, you will not get fat. You are the most beautiful pregnant woman," I urged.
"Even when I was in the hospital?" she asked.
"Even then," I said. She rolled her eyes and took out her key. She opened her door to the suite. I carried her to the bed, placing her on the white linens. Her hands moved my shoulders, pulling me down to her lips. I balanced myself as her mouth attacked mine. Our lips collided, with our tongues fighting for dominance. Bella's fingers deftly removed my tie. Her mouth moved down my neck as she fell back onto the bed.
My hands moved up her legs and lifted the skirt of her dress. "Edward, make love to me. Please?" she pleaded.
"I love you , my Bella. I need you just as much as you need me," I murmured.
"If you need me, then get naked, Edward," she smirked against my lips.
"You too, my sweet wife," I smiled crookedly. I pulled away and quickly removed my clothing. Bella did the same. Even though she was not even showing, I could see the minor changes in her body. Her breasts were slightly larger and her nipples were darker. Her flat tummy did have slight bump in between her hips.
"Edward, you're drooling," she giggled.
"You're beautiful," I said as I pulled her into my arms. Her bare breasts rubbed against my chest, causing my dick to harden. "So beautiful. Let me show how beautiful you are." She blushed and dropped her gaze to my chest. I captured her chin, forcing her to look at me. "Bella…"
"Sorry," she whispered. "I'm just…yeah…"
"I love you," I purred, covering her mouth with mine. I guided her back to the bed. Her legs spread and latched around my waist. Her arousal brushed against my belly and fuck me, she was drenched. I slid into her heat. My cock was wrapped around with her silken walls. "Fuck. So long…"
"It's only been a few days," she replied, brushing my hair away from my head.
"I don't care. An hour is too long," I growled, nipping at her ear. "I need my love. I need to feel you." She snarled and pushed on my shoulder. I rolled us so I was on my back and Bella was perched on my lap. Seems to be a favorite spot for tonight. Bella's fingers laced with mine and she pushed them above my head. She slowly swiveled her hips, coating me with her arousal. Sweet, baby Jesus.
"Feel good, angel?" she crooned.
"Fucking perfect," I answered huskily. Bella released one of my hands and traced her fingertips down my face. My hand moved to her hip, guiding her as she slid along my length. Our eyes gazed at each other while we made love. Her expression was soft and filled with passion, tenderness and lust. However, the most overwhelming emotion was love. "Bella…"
"I'm yours, Edward," she replied. "All of me is yours. I love you."
"I love you with everything that I am, Bella," I said reverently. "My Bella. My beautiful, perfect wife."
She sat up and cupped her breasts. I pressed my thumb to her clit, toying with her sensitive nub while she rode me. Her moans were loud and her movements were becoming more irregular. My hips matched hers, thrust for thrust. My other hand held her hip. Bella's sinuous body undulated above me, bringing me closer to my release. Her quivering muscles around my cock indicated that she was clearly close to her own climax. "Edward," she whispered, leaning back against my knees. "So close. So fucking close…"
I watched as my wife unraveled. Seeing my cock buried in her slick folds was my undoing, but I had to hold off until she shattered. She needed to feel pleasure. Pleasure only I could give her. Bella gave out a silent scream, clenching her entire body around my cock. Her back arched away as she fell over the edge. Her orgasm triggered mine and I released inside of her, filling her with my seed. Bella's body stopped moving and she fell forward against my sweaty chest. My arms wrapped around her waist and I kissed her neck, nuzzling her hair. She panted out her love and kissed my collarbones. "We should get our principessa," I said as I ran my fingers through Bella's hair.
"In a bit," she sighed. My cock slipped out from her warmth and she darted to get some pajamas on. She tossed me a pair of shorts from my bag and straddled my legs again. "What do you want, Edward?"
"You. Always," I answered.
"I know that," she said, rolling her eyes. "With this baby. A boy or a girl?"
"I don't care as long as the baby is healthy," I answered honestly.
"Edward. Come on. In a perfect world, what would you want? A boy or a girl?"
"A boy," I blushed. "Someone to carry on the Cullen name."
"Do you think we could have twins? Like you and Alice?" Bella asked as she ran her fingers along my rib cage.
"Possibly. Obviously, twins run in my family. Hell, I am a twin," I smirked. "It would be nice to have two at once, but whatever we have, I'll be happy. Now, what do you want?"
"A boy. An adorable little miniature version of you," she smirked. "But, whatever we have, our baby will know that they are loved. Just like Kyra."
"Just like Kyra," I said as I cupped her face. "Speaking of which, you want me to get her?"
"Yes, please," she squealed. "I love you, Edward. You are so amazing. I'm so lucky to have you."
"I'm the lucky one," I said softly, kissing her soft lips. "I'll go get our principessa." Bella crawled off my lap and smiled giddily while I went over to Matthew and Johnny's room. They asked how dinner was. My responding smirk was enough to send them into hysterics as I held my babbling daughter in my arms. Yeah, they know I got some. Who's the man? I waved at them and brought Kyra back to our room. She squealed when she saw her mother. When I placed Kyra on the bed, she crawled toward Bella until she was scooped up in her arms. Bella kissed Kyra happily.
We played with our daughter for an hour before we gave her a bath and placed her in the pack and play to sleep. Bella burrowed herself into my arms and fell asleep instantly. Another byproduct of pregnancy: exhaustion. As I held my wife, my mind swirled of what our baby would look like. Would we have a boy? Another girl? Twins? For the first time in a long time, I fell asleep and dreamt of our future. Our happy and exciting future. A future that I was looking forward to with my wife and children.
A/N: She's pregnant! WOOT WOOT! Thank you everyone for your input about her pregnancy. Now, I need your help again…boy? Girl? Twins? Octuplets? (I saw a brief news story about Octo-mom…fucked up, man. Just saying). Anyhow, the next chapter will be a few months down the road, just prior to the foundation's new opening date. However, not quite there with the opening. It'll be preparations for the opening and possibly the showdown with Emmett afterward. (I'm thinking in like one chappie will be the showdown. We'll see.) Anyhow, no pic-teasers with this chapter. But, come hangout in my facebook group. We're fun, silly and love to share Rob-Porn.
I'm so rambling. I'll shut up and let you read. Hugs!