One more to go. I should be in bed asleep, but I feel like the last chapter is in high demand, so you'll get it.
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3/18/2018
Black Tears
Chapter 26
BPOV
"So, are we looking to see what the sex is this time around?"
I was twenty-six weeks along and having another ultrasound. I'd had one other one before, but it was only to see how far along I was and to check out the baby's growth. This one was to see everything else.
I said, "Yes."
Edward said, "No."
"They have gender reveal parties now, so why not have one of those?"
"Nah," Edward says. "We'll leave that for my sister, so sure," he shrugged his shoulders. "My wife wants to know, so go for it."
I could hear the swish, swish of the heartbeat through the speakers of the monitor as the ultrasound tech moved the wand a little lower to find what we were wanting to know.
"Looks like you need to buy the color blue 'cause you're having a boy."
So much joy raced through me as she freeze's the screen to point out our son's frank and beans.
Edward had the biggest smile, ever, on his face. "A son."
"A son," I repeated.
The technician printed out about four shots and handed them to me on our way out. I had already had my blood pressure checked and my weight. I gained four more pounds. Doc said I could use a little more and pushed me to eat, eat, eat.
I couldn't wait to tell Rose.
Rosie had officially moved in with Emmett and announced to the rest of the family that her and Emmett would be the next to be married. She wanted a winter wedding which was right around the corner. She'd be close to five months along after the new year and when they chose to be married.
Carlisle and Esme, also, announced that they'd finally be moving back to Washington so they could be here with their kids and when their first grand-babies are born. They'd be living with Edward and I until we found a house to buy then they'd continue to live in the house for a little while until they decided if they wanted a Condo or a house.
Bree and Ali were still waiting to take little Sammy home. She had gotten an infection and that pushed her progress back. She was doing a whole lot better and probably only needed another week. We planned to give her a little welcome home party once she's released from the hospital.
"You're zoning out," Edward says as we walk through a car lot to search for a vehicle for me. I figured it was time I needed one.
"Sorry." I reached for his hand to lace our fingers together. "I was just thinking about Bree and the baby."
"Everything okay?" We walked passed the mini vans in which I refused to look at.
"Just hoping they can take Sammy home soon."
We stopped in front of the Range Rover that Edward had pointed out to me when we first arrived. It looked like what Edward drives. I wanted something a little big and four wheel drive for the winter.
"Me, too," he says then points to the navy blue Rover. "How's this one?"
He wanted me to buy a brand new car and I refused. I wanted to stick with the private owner lots to help keep them in business.
I walked around the beautiful blue vehicle and checked out the window sticker. The mileage was perfect and there wasn't any outside blemishes.
"I love it, but shouldn't I get a mechanic to check it out?"
"Take it for a test drive," he suggested and waved over one of the salesman.
I had received a check from the insurance company for my other car and I was using it to get my new one. So, forty-five minutes later, I was handing over my debit card and signing the papers for my new but used 2014 Range Rover.
"I need to get the windows tinted and the tires need to be replaced."
Luckily, it was a Thursday and Edward wasn't working because he pulled a double the day before. "I know where we can go. It's where I took mine a few months ago."
By the time we walked through the door at home, at eight o'clock that night, I had tinted windows and brand new wheels and tires to accompany my very sore back.
I was sitting on the edge of our bed in between Edwards legs as he pressed his thumbs into my lower back. I moaned, "That feels so good."
"You want one of those patches while you're sleeping?"
"Yes; they help."
A moment later, Edward hops up to grab a patch from the bathroom. I stood and turned around so he could put the patch on. I started to raise my shirt when he stopped me. "Let me."
With my back to him, he raised my shirt up and over my head. He massaged my shoulders as he worked his way down my back. His touch was igniting a fire between my legs.
Edward unfastened my bra and let it fall down my arms as he reached around to cup my bare breasts. My nipples pebbled as soon as he made contact. A tingle shot through me and pulsed in the area I wanted as he squeezed and plucked at my tits.
His mouth found the juncture of my neck and shoulder. He licked and sucked as he made his way across my skin.
I felt his hardened cock press into the lower part of my back. "You're so beautiful carrying our son. It turns me on seeing you this way. It makes me wanna keep you pregnant."
"You just like cumming inside me."
"You're so dirty." He licked up the edge of my ear. "I can't begin to describe how it feels to fill you with my cum and know that I helped create a baby inside you."
"You're the dirty one." I felt him start to pushed my cotton panties down over my hips, so I helped remove them.
I turned in his arms and went to work on his sleep pants. I was thankful they only had a tie in the front which made it easier to push them down.
His cock jumped out at me as soon as his pants passed over his hips. I licked my lips and dropped to my knees, taking his dick into my hands.
I sucked the perfect head of his cock into my mouth, taking him in as far as I could handle. I tried not to gag.
Edward placed his hand on the back of my head and gripped my hair as I moved my mouth over him. He was smooth as silk and tasted tangy with a hint of salt. It wasn't an unpleasant taste and as far as I could remember, I've always enjoyed sucking Edwards dick.
The first time I ever did it, he nearly flew off the couch because it was his first time, too. I loved experiencing all my firsts with him. We tried everything we could think of and stuff we liked and even loved, we perfected over time. Sucking his dick was one of my all time favorites.
"C'mon, baby; I want you to ride me." He pulled his dick from my mouth and helped me stand then pulled his shirt off before climbing into bed. He gripped himself and moved his hand up and down as I watched. "You know you want this."
"You are definitely dirtier than me, you dirty, dirty, man Edward Cullen and I love every bit of it."
I climbed up over him and hovered while he slipped his fingers along my opening. "I'm definitely wet enough."
He shoved his fingers inside me and pumped a few times before he grasped his cock and ran the head along my opening.
"Stop teasing me," I demanded, smacking his hand away.
When I finally sank down on him, my eyes rolled into the back of my head as he stretched me.
I couldn't move from the sensations pulsing through me. I knew I'd cum in an instant if I so much as flinched. "You need to move, baby. You're squeezing the hell out of my dick."
He grasped my hips and urged me to move, so I began swiveling over him.
No sooner than moving forward the first time, the heat rushed through me and my clit felt every sensation that my husband brought out in me.
I started moving faster as he held on to my hips. My hands were pressed against his chest as I rode him hard.
There was so much moisture seeping out of me that I could hear the wet sounds as our skin made contact.
Edward pushed his thumb into my clit, pressing for an even bigger release. "I'm almost there, baby," he tells me.
He urged me to move faster, so I raised up and moved my hands to his shins for leverage and killed myself as I tried to hold back to wait for him. "Edward, I can't...I can't hold it anymore."
Then I exploded. It was so intense that it caused my body to jerk and my pussy to squeeze the ever living fuck out of his dick.
He groaned loudly as I started to loosen my hold on him. My heart was racing, and my moans were echoing off the walls.
Edward eased his thumb down where he entered me and gathered some of my release. "Ready for me, baby? I had to taste you first before I coats your walls with my seed."
"Yes," I moaned loudly. "Yes, I'm ready!"
And he came with such force that his lower body raised up off the bed. "FUCK!" He growled.
When he settled back to the mattress, I slid off of him only to lay my head on his chest. "I love you," I said and placed a kiss on his sweaty chest.
"I love you, too, but I think you sucked the life out of me." He threw his arm over his head. "We need to shower before we go to sleep."
"Definitely; I can feel your spunk leaking out of me." I kissed his chest, again. "And there's a lot of it."
I climbed off the bed and headed to the bathroom. Edward came in behind me and stood over the toilet to piss.
We had around two in the shower with me bent over gripping the bar that held our wash cloths.
Bree called the next day to let me know that Sammy was finally being released from the hospital, but she wanted to hold off on the coming home party for a couple of weks.
That gave me a little more time to plan something better than what I originally wanted to do.
After my call with Bree, I decided to head to the mall because I needed to get some more maternity clothes. I wanted to pick up a couple of things for Rose, too. She hadn't been feeling too well lately. Her morning sickness has turned into all day sickness. She started seeing the same doctor as me and was told to eat some peppermints and crackers to start and if that didn't work, she needed to try Doxylamine which is Unisom; an over the counter sleep-aid.
I kept telling her she's so sick because she's pregnant with twins.
She cursed me with triplets for my next pregnancy. I just laughed and waved her off.
"Look who it is, T," I heard to the left of me as I stopped at a bench to consolidate some of my bags.
I looked up and saw Tanya and Irina walking toward me, so I rolled my eyes and tried my hardest to ignore them. "You got us fired, you know that?"
I still ignored them as I pulled my phone out just in case. I turned to walk away, but one of them grabbed my arm and yanked me around. "Do not ignore us, bitch."
When I turned to face them, their jaws dropped open. "Can I help you two with something?"
"She's fat," Irina said, laughing.
"I'm not fat, you cow." I put my hand over my stomach. "I'm pregnant, you fuckin' jackass." They made disgusted faces. "And I'm happily married; thanks for asking. Now, can you please leave me alone?"
Their eyes glanced down at my left hand where I stuck my left hand out for them to see.
"We heard you got beat up and left for dead behind the club; is that true?"
Again, I rolled my eyes then crossed my arms over my chest. "That's none of your business."
"It's true," Tanya said. "And you were pregnant, too."
I froze, wondering where the hell they heard that from. "Where'd you hear that?"
"Somewhere," Irina stated. "That's for us to know."
"You can take your information and shove it up your ass." My heart was starting to race and the baby was feeling the effects; he was kicking like crazy.
"You don't have to be so rude."
"Look," I stepped a little closer to them so I could lower my voice. "My life is none of your business. We don't work together anymore and we never will. This isn't high school where you can spread rumors around that half the time aren't true. So, if I were you two, I'd grow up, get our own life, mind your own business and fuck off."
I picked up my bags and walked off with a racing heart. It felt good and I wanted, so badly, to stop at Starbucks for my favorite drink, so that's exactly what I did except, I only got a small. I'd probably get massive heartburn if I got a large, plus, if Edward knew I was indulging in so much caffeine, he'd have a coronary.
When I pulled up to the house, there was on open car carrier sitting there and the driver was driving a very beautiful Mercedes off the back.
As I came around the cul-de-sac a little further, I saw Carlisle and Esme watch as the driver stepped out of the Mercedes. That's when I decided to park in Emmett's driveway, grabbed my bags and walked across the street to our house.
As soon as Esme saw me, she threw her hands in the air and came at me. Her arms were around me before I could even say hello, causing me to drop my bags. "I'm so happy to see you," she cried. "I can finally be here with my babies."
"Hi, Esme." I raised my arms and returned her embrace. "It's good to see you. I didn't know you were gonna be here today."
"We're early," Carlisle said as he approached us. "We wanted to surprise you all."
"It's definitely a surprise." Esme released me so I could hug my father in-law. "A very happy surprise."
Carlisle kissed my cheek. "We wanted to be here when the baby comes; for you and Rose."
"This is great," I said excitedly. "Let's go inside; when's your moving truck gonna be here?"
"Day after tomorrow. We're having everything put in storage until you and Edward move."
Carlisle reached down and picked up my bags as we started for the house. Esme took the car keys from him and went to move her car into the driveway once the driver left. I knew it was hers because it has a plate on the front that says "Mrs. C."
There was a black Mercedes parked where I parked my Rover. "You guys drive here?"
"Of course. We love to drive cross country." Carlisle pushed the front door open after I unlocked it. "Don't you remember when you all were in middle school and the first year you were in high school? We took a trip three years in a row driving cross country."
"I think I do. You did top, middle, and bottom, if I remember correctly and Rosie bitched the whole way."
Carlisle smiled as he sat my bags down on the dining room table. "Yup, that would be our daughter. We're just lucky that Rose and Edward got along so well, back then."
"They still get along," I clarified.
"That's perfect. You get those two started on any kind of trivia and they'd be entertained for hours," Esme said as she same into the dining room. "When is Edward due home? I'd like for all of us to go out to dinner."
"He's due home around six."
"Good," she said. "I messaged Rose and she'll be home in about thirty minutes. She said Emmett's due around six, too."
"Welp," Carlisle started as he stretched his arms above his head. "I'm gonna grab our bags out of the car so we can get freshened up." He smacked Esme on the ass when he made his way outside. Esme giggled and fluttered her lashes like a lovesick fool.
I thought it was pretty cool that they still seemed so much in love. I only hoped that as Edward and I get older, we'll be just as spunky.
When Carlisle came back inside, I showed them which room they'd be staying in; Rose's old one and excused myself to lay down for a little while before we went out to dinner. I was feeling a little drained from my mall trip.
Just as I started to doze off, I heard banging coming from somewhere in the house. When I stepped into the hallway, the banging became louder as I approached Rose's old room. That was when I stopped dead in my tracks when I realized what the thump, thump, thump was. It was steady then sped up a couple of times as I stood and listened. I was being a damn perve standing there listening to my in-laws fuck. I just wanted to make sure that the sounds were what I assumed, so sue me.
"Get it, baby," I heard Esme say. "Harder, Carli, harder. You're gettin' it good."
I had to put my hand over my mouth to keep from laughing and hurried away from their room. It was disgusting and funny at the same time, and as soon as I was able to lay back down, and fall asleep, I started dreaming about Edward as we had a hot and heavy session of our own.
Around ten till six, our bedroom door opened and in came my husband. Without saying anything, I started pulling my clothes off. "Get naked, right now," I demanded.
"Bella, you realize my parents are waiting on us to leave for dinner, right?"
"Edward, I swear to God if you don't fuck me right now, I'll rape you."
He laughed at me as he started pulling his clothes off. "Babe, you can't rape the willing."
He threw is clothes next to the hamper. "Slide that sweet ass to the edge of the bed. You want fucked, you'll get fucked."
I growled at him and scooted over where he wanted me. I propped my feet up on the edge of the bed and spread my legs open.
And fuck me was exactly what Edward did. The headboard hit against the wall every time he shoved his fat cock inside me. I didn't care one bit. I hoped Carlisle and Esme got a taste of their own medicine. If my in-laws were as frisky as we are, then I knew exactly where my husbands sex drive comes from.
He inherited it from his father.
As soon as we were done, we made our way into the shower and cleaned up real quick. "What was that all about? Not that I care, but holy shit, baby."
I turned away from him so he couldn't see my cheeks turn red. "I was horny, that's all."
"Bella, that wasn't your normal horny." He walked up behind me. "You were a code 10 kind of horny; like if you didn't get it, you'd explode."
My shoulders sagged in defeat. "I sorta heard your parents going at it and I guess when I fell asleep, I dreamed about you and when I woke up..."
"You have got to be kidding me? My parents were..."
I nodded with wide eyes. "Oh, yeah, they were going at it like..." I couldn't even think of how to describe their sex sounds. "Porno sex."
"Oh, dear God, I think I'm gonna be sick."
I turned to look at him. "Oh, stop. We'll watch some porn when we get home and fuck like rabbits. If your parents are gonna be like that, then we'll have to show them who the real King and Queen of this house is."
Edward dropped down on the bed and covered his face with his arm. "Bella, this isn't a game. That's my parents you're talking about."
"Then they'll know to be quieter when they go at it or we'll only get louder."
He pulled me between his legs as soon as he sat up. "You're insane, you know that?"
I reached down and cupped his junk. "You better believe it."
When we walked into the living room, there was an awkward silence between us. We smiled at each other before I went into the kitchen where Edward followed me. "I can't even look at them; how the hell am I supposed to talk to them?"
"You'll figure it out." I patted his cheek. "You didn't hear them, I did."
He growled at me. "And made you dream about fucking me."
I smiled triumphantly at him. "Are you complaining?"
"Well, no, but it's my parents, Bella. It's just... It's just gross to imagine."
"That's exactly how our children are gonna feel when they hear us fucking when we're older."
"I don't even wanna think about it anymore."
Then my in-laws walked into the kitchen and Carlisle handed Edward something. We both looked at it strangely then up at Carlisle. "What's this for?" Edward asked.
"It's some of that spongy weather stripping. It's sticky on one side," Esme explained.
"What's it for?" Edward flipped the material over in his hand, confused as to why his dad gave it to him.
Carlisle smiled. "It's perfect to stick on the back side of your headboard so it won't thump so loud when you're fornicating."
"Oh my GOD!" Edward yelled and threw the roll onto the counter. "Please tell me you did not just go there?"
"Son, you were pretty loud."
I barked out a laugh, walked over and picked up the roll of stripping to unroll half of it only to hand it to my in-laws. "You two were louder. I heard you loud and clear on our side of the house."
The look on their faces was priceless.
Emmett and Rose had just stepped out of their house when we did and came over so we could go together. "What's wrong with them?" Emmett asked as he climbed in the backseat of Edwards Rover.
"I heard them having sex today, so when Edward got home, we had really loud sex, too, so they could hear." Emmett busted out laughing. "Oh, that's not all."
After I told them the rest of the story, Emmett couldn't stop laughing while Edward and Rose made sourpuss faces.
When we arrived at the restaurant, and before we went inside, we were pulled to the side by Esme. Carlisle stood back with his hands clasped in front of him.
Esme looked over to Rose and Emmett. "I'm sure you two were filled in on today's activities." Emmett and I laughed until Esme gave us the look. "All I have to say is, when you get our age and you can still have sex, you take it when you can get it."
"Mom, you make it sound like you never have time to..." Rose waved her hand so she didn't have to say the words.
Esme looked over at Carlisle. "Oh, screw it. Your father has a very strong sexual appetite and I can't help the fact that the man is still sexy as ever. Can you blame a woman?"
Edward had his fingers in his ears. "LaLaLaLaLa, I can't hear you."
"Sex has never been so good and we fuck whenever we get the opportunity."
"Mom!" Rosalie exclaimed.
"Mom!" Edward exclaimed.
Emmett and I high fived the in-laws. "More power to ya, but if I ever hear you two having sex again, I'm coming in with the water hose and a bucket of ice."
"Duly noted," Carlisle said then draped his arm over his wife's shoulders and turned for the restaurant.
"Did that really just happen?" Emmett questioned.
"Welcome to the family," Edward said.
Of all the places in the world and the day of all days, Jessica of all people had to be at the same exact establishment as me and my family. I had already encountered two other rag-bags earlier in the day, and now another.
Although, this interaction was a lot different from the other shit I dealt with.
"Hi, Bella; it's good to see you," she says as she stopped by our table.
There was a very attractive man standing next to her and I needed to be polite as much as I could. "Jessica," I said in greeting.
"Can I speak with you privately?"
I looked around the table to four confused faces and one surprised one. That would be Emmett. Then I remembered that Jessica had worked the night he was there. I couldn't believe how well his memory was.
"Sure." I excused myself and walked just outside the restaurant with her. Edward followed behind because there was no way in hell I was going by myself.
"Thank you," she started. "I just wanted to thank you and tell you how sorry I am about what happened."
"I'm not sure what you're thanking me for."
She shrugged her shoulders. "I guess it's because you got us fired and because of that, I was able to become the person I really wanted to be. Being around those other two was bad news for me."
"You're welcome, I guess."
She wasn't done talking. "After I was fired, I finally finished nursing school. I'm an RN now and I've met someone that's very special to me." She pulled her partner next to her. "This is Michael; he's also a nurse."
"Nice to meet you." I thought it was only fair to pull Edward next to me. "This is my husband, Edward."
She smiled at him. "Bella and I were never friends. I guess you could say we hated each other."
Edwards brows rose. "That sucks," was all he could say.
"Yeah, I guess I really just wanted to apologize for any wrong doing I've caused you."
"I forgive you."
"I've heard so much about what happened and I know it's none of my business, but know that I'm sorry that any of it happened to you. No one deserves that."
I gave her a sad smile. "That's very kind of you."
Jessica then hooked her arm through Michael's. "I'll let you get back to your meal. Thank you for talking to me. We're headed to the movies."
"Have fun; I'll see ya around."
She turned and walked away from us as I turned to look at my husband. "Did you get her fired?" He asked.
I shrugged. "I don't know, but I ran into two other girls I used to work with at the club and they said it was my fault they got fired, too."
"Okay, but I wonder if Jimmy said something to them when he fired them?"
"Who cares. I don't even wanna know. That shit's in the past and hopefully after today, it'll all stay that way."
We walked back in and took our seats. "Sorry," I said. "I used to work with her and we didn't get along at all; she just wanted to apologize."
Just as I finished talking, our food was served and I couldn't get the food in my mouth fast enough.
We got on the subject of Rose and Emmett getting married. Emmett wants to go to the courthouse, but Rose refuses. She wants a real wedding with flowers, dresses, tuxedos and her dad walking her down the aisle.
Edward and I were extremely happy that our wedding was finally done.
I wasn't sure how much planning I could help with, but I told her that if she didn't want me wearing a tent for a dress, then she needed to have it soon or after the baby is born.
I was pretty sure everyone at the table pictured me wearing a tent. Emmett, the ever loving and funny person that he is, said. "Brown chicken, Brown Cow."
That confused me until he wiggled his brows and repeated what he said, only this time, it sounded like, "Bow chicka wow wow."
After that, it stuck in my head and when we were getting ready for bed, and when I stepped out of the bathroom wearing only a long t-shirt, Edward said, "Brown chicken, Brown cow."
I could have strangled him.
As soon as we climbed into bed, Edward pulled me to the center and pretty much wrapped himself around me. We lay quietly for a little bit with our hands over our son in hopes he'd move.
After a few minutes with no movement, my husband decided to slip his hand down the front of my panties. I knew where he was headed and raised my leg to give him better access. "Are we gonna be quiet?"
"Who cares. They're on the other side of the house."
"Yeah, well, I heard them from the other side of the house."
Without another word, he pulled his hand from my panties and proceeded to push them down. "We're having sex. No ifs, ands or buts. What the fuck ever."
He was relentless once he entered me. He pounded away, not caring how loud he made me moan and not caring if our bed was hitting the wall or not. The more he tried to push all the way inside me, the more I wanted to be on all fours to feel him.
As soon as he let me turn around and stick my ass in the air for him, he spread my ass cheeks before he had his mouth on me a moment later.
He licked, sucked and fucked me with his tongue until I couldn't take it anymore. "Fuck me, Edward. I want your cock."
"Your wish is my command," he replied as he moved around and got into position. "Don't be quiet."
And I wasn't. Edward definitely knows how to work my body. He's known since we were fifteen and sixteen years old. He's only gotten better each and every time we're together.
The room echoed with skin slapping against skin; moans and grunts; loud breathy screams from me and the occasional growl as he moved faster.
He even went as far as giving my ass a good slap as he gave it to me and he gave it to me so damn good that I was sure I'd forget my name.
"You ready, baby?" He grunted between thrusts.
"Yes," I breathed loudly.
He gave me one final slap to my ass before he buried himself balls deep inside me and came with a very loud roar.
I sure as hell hoped Carlisle and Esme heard every last sound we made.
ONE MORE TO GO: I really need to get to bed, though, but I'll get it done.
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