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It was never mine and never will be, sadly.
A/N: This is the last chapter, lovelies. There'll be a few outtakes after a bit that I will add on to the end but after that—for the time being—there will not be a sequel. I'm not even sure I should continue with Stay's sequel; I don't even have a legit storyline written out for it. I've been preoccupied with, RL, this story and Then I Met You.
And it's been hard to see the screen since I'm partially blind until Wednesday. My contacts are starting to irritate me plus I'm grieving. My puppy died the other day from electrocution. She was only five weeks old. *tear*
But enough of that, let's go out with a happy, lemony bang. If you get what I'm saying. *wink* :)
Enjoy!
See you one last time at the bottom!
GITM Playlist Chapter 32: Me & U-Cassie
Previously:
He softly kissed me, wiped my tears and stood so we could walk out to eat. "I'll wake Dyl up tomorrow. The little man is probably exhausted."
"Yes 'cause it's soooo hard being a baby."
"You ask him. I'll bet he feels the same way," Edward snorted.
I slapped his chest.
"Oh and baby, what you said about not being friends anymore..."
"Yeah."
"You're the best friend I've ever had."
"Me too."
"It's great that I get to grope you, too."
"Perv!" I laughed and wrapped my arms around him.
- - - G I T M - - -
You've been waiting so long
I'm here to answer your call
I know that I shouldn't have had you waiting at all
I've been so busy, but I've been thinking about what I wanna do with you
I know them other guys, they been talking bout the way I do what I do
They heard I was good, they wanna see if it's true
They know you're the one I wanna give it to
I can see you want me too
Now, it's me and you
- - - G I T M - - -
EPOV
"I now pronounce you Husband and Wife. You may kiss your brides," the pastor announced. Emmett and Jasper kissed their wives as the small group that attended the ceremony looked on. "May I present Mr. and Mrs. Emmett Cullen and Mr. and Mrs. Jasper Whitlock."
"You're not allowed to get married until you are at least twenty-five," I whispered to Charity. All the babies were here; all four of them. I held my niece, my mom was holding Penny, my dad was holding Chace and Renee and Charlie took turns holding Dylan. My gorgeous wife stood next to her friends, looking stunning in her blue dress, cream open toed slingbacks, and her hair piled on top of her head. I only knew what they were called is because she obsessed over them for two days.
Look how pretty they are, Edward. Look how tall these slingbacks make me, Edward. Blah, blah, blah. Who was this excited to wear heels again? I'll tell you: my wife, my sister and my sister-in-law. Even my mom and Renee were excited for them, it was ridiculous.
"Please don't puke on me, baby girl. I just got this suit and spit up doesn't match with blue and gray," I said to her as she smiled at me.
The party moved into my parents' back yard just like my birthday party and my wedding reception did. It seemed like no matter what happened with our lives, any fight, any drama, we'd always end up right there, in my parents' back yard.
With our families.
"Hey Edward," Renee and Charlie walked toward me, towards the end of the night. "We're gonna go ahead and drive home. We'll see you and Bella in a few days?"
"Yes, you will. And thanks again for taking Dylan. I haven't had a lot of time with Bella. I've been missing her and our time together."
"We're happy to take him," Charlie nodded. "And I know what you mean. Trust me, I know." He winked.
"Charlie Swan!" Renee giggled, swatting his arm.
"What? I'm just sayin'. Bells! C'mere and say goodbye to your son and your father. We're heading home."
Bella's head perked up and she skipped towards us, stopping in front of her dad. "Thank you for having Dylan over, Mom and Dad. I really appreciate it. You have all his things, right?"
"Yes, sweetie, we have it all. Gimme a hug," Renee pulled her daughter in to her arms and squeezed tight. "I love you."
"Love you, Mom."
"Love you, baby girl," Charlie said, handing Dylan to Renee and picked Bella up in a crushing hug.
"Love you, too, Daddy...Bye my sweet baby boy." She kissed Dylan's head and brushed his hair back. "I love you."
"Bye guys...bye little guy," I put my finger in his small grasp and kissed his small nose. "I love you."
I got a kicking squeal as a reply then just like that, he fell asleep. I took my wife in my arms, running my hands over her soft skin and we waved goodbye to her parents. I buried my face in her neck and groaned at the scent of her. "God, you smell amazing. And you look...so beautiful in that dress. Especially the color."
"What's with all the compliments, Cullen?" she giggled. "Are you trying to score tonight?"
"Partly. And because I miss you and you do look amazing."
"Don't worry. You'll score. I've been trying to keep myself from jumping you all day 'cause you look fine in your suit. You're driving me crazy!" she pulled me down by my tie and kissed me hard, her tongue gaining instant entrance. She pulled back and grinned at me.
"Not fair, baby."
"You'll get more of that tonight," she promised. "I have a new bikini and guess what?"
"What?"
"It's lace. It'll be like I'm not even wearing a suit," she bit my jaw and scampered off.
You are in so much fucking trouble, Isabella Marie Cullen. You'll pay for teasing me.
~ 0ooooooOoooooo0 ~
The jacuzzi's going, the bubbles are making that blurping noise, and the steam is rising from the heated water into the surprisingly, cool, star filled night sky. I've had the wine chilling ever since we got home now all I have to do is wait.
Just wait for my girl, the most beautiful woman in my world to retreat from the house and join me so we can get in the water. And love her thoroughly like I've been aching to do since the last time we had sex, which wasn't very long. Dylan was being especially fussy that night.
I'm going to keep that girl in the water until our skin prunes so much, we'll look like we're eighty years old.
Everywhere.
The sound of the sliding door opening caught my attention.
There she was with her silky, long hair still pinned up. I glared at the sarong she had covering her body and pouted. Her beautiful, tinkling laugh filled my ears, warming me. "Massive cover-ups are annoying, Bell. Take the damn thing off before I tear it from your body."
"Ooh, I like it when you get demanding."
"Same goes for the hair. You're gonna get it wet anyway."
"You take your shirt off first."
"Fine." I whipped the shirt over my head and let it fall to the ground. My wife's eyes darkened as they roamed hungrily up and down my body and she licked her lips. I groaned and gestured to her sarong, folding my arms. "Off or my shirt goes back on and it stays on."
She pursed her mouth, unclipped her hair, shaking out the long, chocolate strands then slowly, torturously untied the knot that sat atop her chest and it slid down, ending up in a heap at her feet. I swear to God I almost came at the sight before me. Smooth, lightly tanned flesh, toned...everything, long ass legs, a soft belly that still had that tiny pooch I loved. All she wore was a barely-there, black lace print bikini; one little tug on the string and there goes the top.
"God, you're beautiful," I breathed.
"You're not so bad yourself."
I held out my hand and she took it. "D'you want something to drink?"
"Yes, thank you."
I grabbed two wine glasses, uncorked the bottles and poured the chilled beverage into each glass, handing her one and she took a sip. "Mmm. It's sweet. Where'd you get it?"
"From my parents' cellar. They have a ton of wine down there. They won't miss this one bottle."
"So you sort of stole it?"
"Guess you could say that," I shrugged, downing the rest of the glass. "Wanna get in?" She nodded, giving me a breathtaking smile. I laced our fingers together and slowly helped her into the water, lifting her over the edge since we haven't gotten a step yet. I hoisted myself over the edge when she was safely inside, seated against the side across from me. "Is the water a good temperature?"
"'S nice."
I wanted her so bad.
I wanted her now!
"C'mere."
She threw herself into my arms, melting slightly as mine wrapped around her, one hand sliding into her hair.
"Don't let me go," she said, gasping softly as my finger tilted her head back and my lips descended. Hers were blissfully soft; moist and warm under mine. I kissed her gently, sipping at her lips. She moaned as my tongue slipped languidly into her mouth. My free hand cupped her ass, pulling her flush against me.
It was heaven. She was heaven; she felt so good against me. I had imagined kissing her like this so many times today, but this one moment exceeded all of my expectations. I never wanted it to stop. It didn't, Bella seemed just as starved for this as I did. Jesus, what had I done to deserve this reward? How did someone make someone as perfect as the woman in my arms? When we finally broke apart we were both breathing heavily. I had dug my fingers into her hip and she had at some point backed up so she was leaning against the edge of the tub. Her legs were tangled around mine and her hand wandered upward, her fingers tracing over my wet skin. I gasped and arched into her.
"Baby, you have no idea what you do to me, do you?" I met her eyes and she nodded her head, the look in her gaze caused my breathing to quicken. She leaned forward, her full lips brushing against my ear as her soft voice filled me with a burning longing. Fuck, it was pure sex.
"I think I have an idea..."
"God, I dreamed about how you would feel against me, under my hands, around me..."
A soft, drawn out whimper left her lips and her eyes fluttered shut. Her fingers found my ribs, following them around my sides to my chest. Another whimper left her as her back arched into me as I pulled her closer, my his hips rolling upward easily.
She cried out, her face flushing as my erection slid perfectly against her center.
BPOV
"Mmm, I dreamed of that sound too, but it's so much better in real life," Edward breathed, his moan making the heat in my core intensify. I had to rest my head against his chest, a wave of dizziness washing over me as his hips rolled again. I met his thrusts instinctively, my body taking over as my mind checked out. It almost couldn't take the scorching heat of him.
"You make me dizzy."
"Just dizzy, baby?" He let out a completely sex-laced groan that made my body twitch with arousal. His hands moved up further and I moaned in bliss, loving the feeling of his large, warm hands on my skin. I wanted them everywhere.
"Mm, Edward..." I breathed, gasping as his lips and stubble began to brush over my overly sensitive neck. Oh, that felt unreal. I arched into him, moaning loudly as his hips moved lazily against mine, his hot mouth catching my nerves on fire. Through the haze, I managed to detach my fingers from his chest and untie the strings that were holding my bikini top up. I pushed the straps away, sighing as our bare chests slid against each other.
I leaned back, still thrusting against him as his hands moved up, one on my back and the other laying against the valley between my breasts. My breath caught and suddenly my mind went blank. I was in heaven. His palm rubbed against me, his deep voice making me want to come right then and there.
"Oh, Bella, I love feeling you. So soft, so perfect...I need to feel you, taste you against my tongue."
I whimpered, my hips pressing deeper into his.
"Please..." I whined. He smiled against my chest. My heart skipped a beat, I must be dead. There was no other explanation. His scorching mouth fastened on one nipple as the other hand tugged, rolled, and rubbed the other. My fingers were tangled in his thick hair, my breath coming in short pants as he feasted on me. I was watching him, and I moaned as he looked up at me licking the tip of my breast then let go.
"So good, baby..." he said huskily, meeting my eyes and licking a trail up my chest, dipping his tongue in the dip where my collarbone was. He took his time, licking and nibbling my skin. It was delicious torture. I felt so close, and yet so far away from release. He had me begging like a wanton whore, but I didn't care as long he kept making me feel like this.
"Please, mm, Edward, I need you..."
"Need me where, love?"
"I-Inside me, please, fuck me." I whimpered.
"Oh, I will. I'm going to fuck you until you can't remember your own name. Mm, better yet, I'm going to make love to you. Until you lose your mind in the pleasure. You want that?"
"Yes!"
His mouth returned to my nipple, continuing his slow torture. But then his fingers were against my lips and I moaned as I took one into my mouth. I couldn't wait for the rest of them to buried inside me, so I sucked eagerly, meeting Edward's dark eyes and teasing his finger. He groaned around my breast and removed his fingers. They left a cool trail down my chest, making me shiver as the night air played along it. Suddenly, two of the said fingers were nestling into me, rubbing against my entrance until I was whining with anticipation.
"P-please, Edward!" I begged, pushing forward onto his wicked fingers.
They slipped inside, plunging until they were completely buried within me. I gasped breathlessly, a strangled cry leaving me as his fingers curled precisely and struck that one spot. Lights flashed before my eyes as pleasure shot through my body. I wrapped one arm tight around his neck, my head leaning against his throat and my other hand held on to the edge of the jacuzzi as my hips pumped fast and hard on his fingers. His fingers pushed farther inside me, a dominative, quick thrust that filled me half way and arched my back as a cry tore from me.
The fingertips rubbed, caressed, and set off a series of internal explosions so intense I thought I would melt on the spot. Exquisite agony raced through me, tightening my core around his fingers, the muscles fluttering around them as convulsive orgasmic clenches overtook me. My hips writhed, thrusting on the digits with slow, rolling movements, panting as the feeling became unbearably pleasurable.
"So...close...hah...mmm, please," I whimpered.
"So sweet and tight." Edward slowly removed his fingers, earning a desperate cry from me.
"No," I moaned, trying to make him put his fingers back.
"I will, baby, shhh. I promise." He softly kissed me as his fingers hooked into the sides of my bikini bottoms, pulling them down and hung them over the side of the tub. He moved my lower half out of the water, just enough to reveal my newly waxed mound. If anyone were to pass by, they wouldn't see us. We had a tall fence but I'm sure they heard my moans. "Switch places with me, sweetheart."
I did as he said, maneuvering so he was now sitting on the seat and I was floating in front of him, waiting for the next instruction.
"Now this is gonna be a little complicated and somewhat hard for you to do but it will feel so good. I want those gorgeous legs over my shoulders."
I moaned loud and placed them over his shoulders.
"Alright now I'm gonna pick you up and have you slide toward my mouth, baby, okay? You're gonna sit on my shoulders but it's so I can taste you. You'll be closer, then you're gonna just lay back and float."
He slid me forward and my hands landed on the jacuzzi's edge. Was I suffocating him? "Can you breathe?"
"I'm fine, Bell. Fall back and just feel, baby, okay?"
I didn't want to wait anymore. I wanted him. This instant. Inside me.
"E, wait. I need you."
"Need me where, my love?"
"Inside, please. I'll let you do whatever you want after but just for now, please, please, I need you inside me. It's killing me how much I need to feel you."
He gripped my legs and slipped them down off his shoulders so I was straddling him then he moaned/groaned, "God, I need you, too. So fucking bad! I didn't know how much more I was gonna take not being inside you."
"Yeah?" I kissed him.
"Mhm. We can do that later. I wanna feel your fingers in my hair when I taste you, not holding on to the sides, risking being drowned."
"Thank you."
"Trust me, the pleasure is all mine." With that, he spun us around, pulled off his trunks, hitched one of my legs over his hip and drove inside me, no latex between us. Both of our backs arched as we let out loud moans. He gripped my hips to stop the involuntary jerking.
EPOV
Fucking hell, she was still so god damn tight! One would think after having a baby, a woman wouldn't feel like a virgin but this girl, my wife was. She felt so so so good.
"Jesus, you feel...ah, God, hold still, baby. Don-don't move or I'll come."
"I can't...you...move, please. Mmm, please, Edward. Ah-!" She shifted her angle suddenly, sending me deeper, and white hot stars exploded from behind my eyes. Pleasure shot violently up my back.
I lost control.
BPOV
It was as if he lost all the control he was desperately holding on to.
"Oh God! Right there!" He struck the same spot inside me that his fingers once had before.
Edward began to really move then, slamming into me so fast and hard that I couldn't help but scream. I threw my head back and surrendered to the pleasure. It was unlike anything I had ever imagined feeling in the last few months.
Edward was out of control, moaning deeply and grunting against my skin, his lips never leaving my neck or my face. His hands dug possessively into my thighs, one moving back to cradle the small of my back and then up to my head. I was lost in him, I arched up against him and nearly came immediately from the sensation of my clit rubbing against his stomach. I screamed, holding him as close as humanly possible.
"Oh! I-I love you!" I sobbed.
"I...love you...gah...I love you, too..."
In.
Out.
In.
Out.
Over and over, he'd push in, grind my clit and pull out, switching up the rhythm his hips would go. He suddenly changed places, pulled out of me, much to my disappointment and I made it known I never wanted him to stop with a loud whimper. He kissed my nose and sat on the edge of the jacuzzi. Then he picked me up, wrapped my legs tight around him, lifted me slightly and plunged back in.
"Ride me."
I did as he said, pumping my hips as fast as they'd go when he gripped them. "Slow. Go slow, sweetheart."
I whimpered in protest but went slow and it felt so good, the slip and slide of his length as it pumped in and out of me. My legs hung over the side of the tub, my body so close to him so that the only separation we got was when he pulled out. His face was buried in my neck, his arms around my lower back and he held me close.
My fingers pulled at his hair as I began to coax him into a faster pace by squeezing my muscles around him, bouncing a bit, thrusting short and hard.
"Come on, Edward, come for me. I'm almost there. Come on, baby." I kissed his ear and throat, nibbling along the cord in his neck, fucking him harder.
He pushed in two more times and then we came. I was being filled with his release. I pulled my head back, forced my eyes open, and looked into his hooded—burning with lust—green eyes under those thick lashes, watching his face as he rode out his orgasm. I caressed his cheeks with my hands, milking every drop of his release. He slumped against me, sliding into the water then and I slowly let my legs down. I caught him as I did so. We gasped as he slid out and together we lowered ourselves to the seats. He leaned back and I climbed up on his lap.
His arms wrapped around me automatically, and I cradled his head against my chest and kissed the top of his hair. I closed my eyes and let out a puff of air, basking in the after-glow of sex.
"Love you," he whispered.
"Love you." I stroked his hair as we sat there, naked in the warm, bubbling water.
"I liked when you called me that," he said after a few minutes, breaking the silence.
"Called you what?"
"Baby. I liked it when you called me that. No one's ever called me that except for my mom and I've never wanted to make out with my mom. It made me feel all warm."
"Well, you're very welcome."
"Mmm. Let's never leave this hot tub," he nuzzled my chest and took a nipple into his mouth.
"I'd agree but...hah...our skin will wrinkle," I breathed and pulled his head back. He let go of my tortured nipple and looked up at me. All of a sudden, the sky opened up, thunder clapped in the air and down came the rain. "It's raining."
"It's Seattle," he shrugged. "We're already wet."
"Should we go in?"
"Not yet," he whispered and leaned in, capturing my lips. His arms wound their way around my waist, and I kissed him back. It was a soft, slow, sucking kiss. His hands caressed my hips as mine went into his hair. Our lips moved perfectly together. My body hummed with electricity and my heart pounded. Kissing him felt so…so utterly amazing. Every time. His tongue traced my lip, and I opened my mouth, and moaned when our tongues met. That seemed to spur him on, and then our bodies were pressed as close together as we were before. I could feel his muscular chest and abdomen against mine. He dragged his lips away from mine and kissed down my jaw to my neck. His paused for a second, and then bit down. I cried out a little in pleasure, and I felt his lips smirk against my skin. He brought his lips back to mine, and cupped my face between his hands, and the kissed became more gently. Finally, he pulled away and leaned his forehead against mine.
"Edward," I whispered, and he pulled my face towards his for another searing kiss. His hands began to move my hips, and I moaned loudly at the friction it created. He dropped his head to rest on my shoulder, and I could feel him breathing harshly on my skin. I leaned down and gently bit his neck, which caused him to buck up his hips. The movement made Edward drop his head back and groan. I took his hands and slid them up my chest. His hands grasped them, kneading gently.
"My God," he breathed against the skin of my neck. "You're so fucking beautiful." He smiled at me, and I smiled back, pulling him down for a kiss. His hand trailed down from my face, past my breasts, down my stomach. He paused there, and he pulled back from the kiss, silently asking permission. I nodded. He groaned when he felt how wet I was once again. One finger slid up and down my folds, making me whimper.
He traced up and down a few times, before pushing his fingers in. When he did, I cried out, and he silenced my cries with his mouth. One of my hands went down and grasped his length, his breath leaving his body in a gust as I did so. He began to move his fingers faster, and his hips began thrusting against my hand. He brought his lips to mine, kissing me almost painfully, his tongue thrusting into my mouth. This just made me more wet, and I began to lift my hips up with his. He removed his hand from my folds and our hips kept moving, thrusting against each other, his erection sliding against my clit and my hands clawed down his back. Soon, my body was shuddering and we were crying out again with our releases. He moved his hips a few more times, and then stilled.
"I want you again," I breathed against his mouth.
"God, yes!"
He lifted us out of the jacuzzi, got out backed me into the wall of the house and plunged inside.
Edward made love to me at least three more times before we went back to our room, soaking wet, naked and fell asleep. I woke up the next morning, blissfully sore with my husband's arms wrapped snuggly around me as the morning light filtered in through the blinds. I lifted my head and kissed his chest. "G'morning."
"Hi, baby. Sore?"
"In a good way."
"Want some coffee?"
"Yes, please."
"I love you."
"I love you.
"Are we going to be nudists for the day?" he snorted in response.
"If no one interrupts, yeah. It'll be easier to jump you without worrying about clothes all the time."
"Okay then. Let's have our naked day."
"Get your asses out of bed, you sex-crazed, horn dogs!" We heard Emmett holler from all the way outside. "We're having breakfast before we jet off to Cabo!"
"Up and up and at 'em," Jazz sang, knocking on the house.
Speak of the fucking devils. "There goes our naked day," I groaned.
"Don't you just love my family?"
"Oh, loads," I giggled as I raced to the bathroom to get ready for the new day. "Come on, lazy. Get your sexy ass in the shower with me."
"You'll kill me, woman," he groaned, shuffling behind me.
~ Super Mini Epilogue ~
To think, if I hadn't given in to Edward, admitted my love to him, I would never have had sex with him, never asked him to marry me, never gotten pregnant and we wouldn't have our baby boy. If I hadn't given in to that man, it wouldn't be like this, in love and part of a new crazy family.
I'm so glad that I did.
~ Fin ~
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