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Chapter 37: Back on the road..
Edward and I had enough and went upstairs, despite the arguing downstairs. Instead of going to my room, Edward escorted me to his.
"I hope you don't mind," he said, pulling drawer open.
For a moment, I wondered if he was hiding grass in his parent's house. Instead it was a bottle of scotch and packet of cigarettes. I shook my head as he grabbed a couple of paper cups.
"Would you like some?"
I nodded thinking a drink is exactly what I needed. Edward handed me the cup and I looked around the room.
It was very masculine with dark furniture, the bed, chest, and desk had a walnut stain but the walls were a cream color. The bed had a dark blue comforter. There was a poster for Jailhouse Rock on the wall and several framed pictures on the wall with assorted family members. One had two older men, both with Edward and Esme's hair color.
"Is this Esme's family?" I asked gesturing the picture.
Edward nodded. "That's my other grandfather and my uncle."
"They look like you," I commented, "And very down to earth."
Edward smiled but it didn't reach his eyes. The hellish dinner had affected him more than I thought.
"They're the best. Maybe we can meet them one day in the fall. I'd like you know my mom's side. Most of my family are not snobs."
"I'd like that. Edward, don't beat yourself up, this is something we should have expected. A lot of people are going to say things like they did about you getting a fine arts degree."
"I could give a rat's ass about me. When I overheard them, I just saw red. What they said to you is inexcusable," Edward said, squeezing his cup. For a moment, I thought he was going to crush it and spill his drink everywhere.
"Edward, your sister and your grandparents are challenging," I said, knowing I was understating their bad behavior. "But your parents are lovely and we're leaving for New York in the morning. This will just be a nasty memory and I'm pretty sure after tonight they'll mellow out once they realize you're not changing your mind."
Edward snickered and took a swing of his drink. "You're right this is a going to be nasty memory because there is no way I'm going to subject you to that type of humiliation again. You being a divorcee should have no bearing what type of person you are."
I smiled; despite the horrible evening, Edward always knew how to make me feel better.
"Time heals a lot, even bad manners," I told him, remembering this time last year my parents weren't speaking to me.
"So you say," Edward muttered, getting up and walking to the balcony. "Come join me?"
"Sure," I replied, following him out the door.
Edward waited for me so that I could go outside first. The waves were pounding the surf, the cooler night air and the stars lit up the sky. The evening sky looked like it was littered in diamonds.
"It's so beautiful. If I could live on the beach I would."
"It's pretty spectacular," Edward agreed, pulling me into his chest. "It's not you but it's beautiful in its own way."
"I hardly compare to the night sky," I leaned into him.
"That's for me to decide. Maybe one day we can live here or somewhere like this."
"Maybe," I replied, wondering if we could live like this one day. On a beach, together, just the two of us, no troubles. Having sex and being in love was one thing, but building a life together was another. I wasn't naïve enough to believe that us falling in love and being intimate meant we were going to have a happy ending. If anything, this evening illustrated the long road we had ahead of us.
Car doors being shut and an engine starting from the front of the house signaled Kate and her grandparents leaving.
"You really like the beach?" Edward asked.
"I lived in California for nearly five years. It's a prerequisite for living in the state," I joked, as he kissed my cheek..
"Up for a stroll on the beach?" he asked.
"If that is code for sex babe? I don't think either of us is in the mood after that spectacle earlier." That dinner was the worse turnoff in history. The animosity alone was a mood killer.
"Believe Bella, I could get you in the mood if I put my mind to it," he chuckled, running a finger suggestively down my side, ghosting my breast. I shivered as my hormones flared. He was right, he could affect my body.
"You're right but I am not thrilled about the idea of having sex near your parents. And frankly having a Here to Eternity moment on the beach looks uncomfortable."
The thought of having sand in places where there shouldn't be sand seemed to resonate with Edward. I had a feeling he had that experience which was why he wasn't pushing it.
The thought of Edward being with someone else made me see red which was ridiculous. He had already admitted to being with other women in his past and it wasn't like I was a virgin coming into this relationship.
"Fair enough but soon I'll be inside you. No parents, hateful sisters or evil grandparents," Edward said pulling me to him.
"Soon," I promised, holding on to this moment of just being with Edward in the quiet of the night.
-AMW-
I would have loved to spend the night with Edward. Spending the night together under his parent's roof would have been easier than trying to do it at my parents' house.
Sleeping with Edward was addicting. After our time at the B&B, the last thing I wanted to do was be separated from him, but we managed to keep our affection chaste with him kissing me goodnight at my bedroom door.
It took longer than usual to fall asleep that night. I realized around midnight that this had been the first time since Las Vegas that I had been by myself. Edward and I had been using the married rouse and sharing a bed for so long that it became second nature.
I finally fell asleep around 2:30, but my dreams were filled with Kate and Irina calling me a whore, and James, Felix, and Mary painting a red A on my forehead. Morning couldn't come fast enough.
I woke up just before sunrise; the sun making its appearance on the water. It was so beautiful and something I could see myself doing every day; waking up early and having coffee while reading the paper on the balcony.
My apartment had faced the water in San Francisco so I took advantage of that window when I studied or wrote papers. I would miss this in Manhattan. You had the river view but it wasn't the same.
I longed for a cup of coffee since I had an eight-hour drive ahead of me. The thought of a sullen teenager and two depressed parents waiting for me wasn't something I wasn't looking forward to. As great as Nessie and Edward were, they were a lot to take on.
I thought of Kate's comment last night of Mary being a drug addict; it hurt but it was also the truth. I was determined when I got home to talk to my parents about putting Mary in a more intensive rehab facility. She needed real help, not a facility that was only equipped to dry her out.
Edward must have been on the same wavelength as me, since I felt his presence. He came up behind me.
"Here," he said, hand me a mug.
I smiled, taking it from him. Just how I liked it, black with two sugars. One more thing about Esme that I liked was she used regular mugs for coffee; not those dainty bone china cups my mother favored.
"Thank you," I told him, "I sorry we didn't see your nephews last night."
"That's okay, given the way my sister was acting, I'm glad they're at camp. They don't need to be exposed to that kind of bigotry. Maybe we can make another trip out here in the fall or the holidays."
"Absolutely," I promised linking my hands with him. I didn't want Edward to be isolated from his family. His parents seemed to be a good buffer. My concern was that Kate might be vindictive enough to keep her sons from Edward. I hoped that Garrett would temper any of that hatred.
Our plan was to be on the road by nine at the latest. We were going to be driving from Martha's Vineyard to the Hamptons during the summer on a Thursday so horrible traffic was a guarantee.
Esme and Carlisle asked us to stay for breakfast so we were going to that so Edward could have some more time with his parents.
We asked them to come out to the Hamptons while we were there. My parents had the room and they seemed to know each other from their college days. My mother and father did like to reminisce about their college years so maybe that would be a good thing, assuming my father hadn't done anything too snobbish. Esme had seemed put off for a moment yesterday when she realized who my father was so I could only hope everyone would have a good time.
Either way I didn't have too much time to dwell on it since we needed to get moving. My bag was packed with the efficiency that Edward had showed me and he had taken our luggage down.
Esme and Carlisle apologized again for their daughter's behavior and Edward promised to be back for Labor Day if they couldn't make it to see us this summer. I was invited as well but seeing that the baby would only be a couple months old I told them I would see.
Plus, I had no desire to run into Kate or her grandparents. Suddenly I couldn't wait for school to begin. I knew New York wasn't filled with bigots and that most people weren't like my family's crowd. Colleges were filled with all sorts of people and Columbia had a diverse population.
We pulled out of Edward's driveway at 9 on the dot after Esme hugged Edward for a long time. It reminded me of that hug that my father had given me at Jake's funeral. Like she couldn't bear to let go.
The drive the out of New England was quiet until we past the first twenty miles. "Penny for your thoughts?"
"Just thinking how different I am now than I was when I first graduated high school," Edward said finally.
"I suspect we're all different from when we were 18."
"I suppose," Edward said, then moved his hand to my thigh.
Since we were headed to my parents, I was wearing a more conservative outfit than usual. A lightweight seersucker suit and matching light blue sleeveless cotton top. No stockings, since it was too hot and my jacket was hanging on a hanger in the back.
Edward was wearing khaki pants with a white polo shirt, his blazer from last night was hanging with my suit jacket. Edward was cleanly shaved and put his shaving kit in the glove compartment so he could touch up his five o'clock shadow. My hair was in a bun and my makeup kit was in the glove compartment.
The only thing missing was expected Lincoln Town car and we would be like any other young couple from the "club". I feel like a complete fraud as we went down the 95.
Edward's hand was starting to wander around my thigh. I tensed a little as he started to go up my skirt.
"Edward," I squealed as he continued his teasing.
"What?" he asked innocently.
"I'm driving," I reminded him.
"I know, don't worry, I'm ready to grab the wheel if you need me too," Edward said with a small smirk on his lips as the scenery continued to pass us by.
It was at the tip of my tongue to say I was going to give him a dose of his own medicine when I realized I couldn't. Not with a stick shift. I needed both hands and both feet to work the car and Edward knew that. Jackass.
"Let's play a game," he said as his finger moved to my panty line, "Let's see how far I can get before you call uncle."
"You realize that I was celibate for most of my life. I've got a lot of willpower."
Edward chuckled. "I'm sure that you do. But you're also the most responsive woman I've had. It nearly killed me last that I couldn't have you."
"It nearly killed me too," I replied feeling all rational thought start to leave me.
"Yes and now we have a nice long period of celibacy until we get settled in New York. Do you think you can hold out now that you've had taste?" he teased, stroking me more.
"You better be careful with that finger," I panted as his finger now disappeared under my panties and stroked my sensitive flesh.
"And what are you going to do if I don't? Remember Bella, I'm pretty good at using one hand to drive."
His finger was now working its way to my clit. Taking a deep breath, I moved the gearshift to 2nd gear. I knew from experience that my car would be okay for a while. Tentatively I moved my hand off the gearshift. The car didn't groan after a couple of miles so I knew it was okay.
Perfect. Time to give Edward a dose of his own medication.
"I'm not half bad either," I told him, putting my hand on his crotch. Edward awarded me with groan as I danced my fingers around the zipper of his pants. He stopped his assault for a moment and used the hand that wasn't currently under my skirt to cover my mine.
I grinned as I continued down the 95. Time to play. Briefly I wondered what I was going to do with this new lust filled side of me when we got to the Hamptons then Edward's fingers started again and I pushed the thought out of my mind.
Pushing Edward's hand off, I found the zipper on his khakis and pulled down. My hand slid in and I found the warm cotton of his briefs. His cock was hard and I could feel him grow and pulse under my hand, only the thin layer of cotton separating us.
For some reason, the thought of having him helpless under me was as much as a turn on as his hand in my panties. I went a few more miles down the road when I had had enough of the teasing. I had slipped my hand in his briefs and felt that his cock was fully erect now. My panties were wet from his teasing. My clit was throbbing and I had a feeling if I could sink down on him I would come on the spot.
Glancing up the road, I saw a sign for a truck stop. There were no cars or trucks there and a few trees made it secluded. Perfect, I thought. I clicked the turn signal on my car and veered off to the road to the stop.
Edward looked me with an amused smirk. "What are you doing Ms. Swan?" he drawled.
"You made a comment back there about being frustrated," I teased as I put the car in park.
I wondered if I had the guts to do something like this. Edward had awoken something in me and I felt the need to explore it. We were in the middle of the sexual revolution after all.
"Yes, I did, but I was thinking more along the lines of a motel," he replied dryly.
"Never done it in a car?" I asked, wondering given the size of my bug if this possible. The backseat was out of the question but I thought the passenger seat was a possibility. I was wearing a skirt and with a little ingenuity, I could get Edward's pants down enough to sit on his dick.
The spot I had found was by a couple of trees that blocked us from the interstate. As long as we didn't get too carried away I thought we could pull this off.
"Hate to point it out Bella, but you don't have a big backseat."
Making a decision, I pulled off my panties and put them on the gearshift. Edward looked at me, his face a mixture of lust and shock. Smirking at him, I lowered my mouth on his cock. I used one hand on his shaft and then moved my fingers down to my clit.
Sex might have been out the last few years but I had experimented a little with masturbation so I knew how to get myself off. To be honest though, I had been wet when I pulled over and knew that I wouldn't need much help. The key to this was to be quick and fast in case anyone got curious and wanted to investigate.
"Bella," Edward gasped, as my mouth worked him over. He put his hands in my bun, loosening my hair a little, guiding me. Not that I needed it, I knew what he wanted. After a few minutes he yanked me off him.
"Get the fuck on me," he demanded roughly.
Grinning, I yanked my skirt up, and climbed over the gearshift, thankful for the all those years of ballet my mother made me take as a girl. I would never dance Swan Lake but I could get around small spaces. His cock was teasing me, as I sat suspended in the air my knees spread apart.
"I'm on you now," I told him, wrapping my arms around him, "Now tell me what the fuck you want."
Edward yanked me to him, and kissed me roughly. One hand kept my head in my place while he assaulted my mouth with his tongue, while his other hand stroked me before entering me with two fingers.
With one move, Edward replaced his fingers with his cock and slammed into me. My head hit the roof of my car but I didn't care. The feeling was so intense. I saw stars from the pleasure. He allowed me a moment to get used to him, then started to move hard and deep. It had never felt like this before and I wouldn't have cared if anyone saw us.
"Bella," he moaned as he gripped my hips tighter, controlling our movements.
"Yes," I hissed as I moved up and down on him as much as I could. His pubic bone hitting my clit right where I needed him. "God, don't stop."
"Couldn't…. can't…. never," he stuttered as we moved together. Edward had moved forward a little so that I could wrap my legs around him a little more and take him deeper. I closed my eyes and just felt everything he was giving me.
Edward grabbed my head, bring me close so we could kiss. "Open your eyes, I need to see what I'm doing to you."
"Harder," I demanded him, reaching down to caress his balls. Rose told me it excited guys. That seemed to be true as he growled into my mouth. Without warning, Edward pulled up my shirt to expose my breasts. He used his hand to pull the cups down, keeping them in place but exposing them to air.
Edward broke our kiss and turned his attention to my breasts, sucking one and then the other in his talented mouth.
"You're so perfect," he panted, his tongue circling one nipple while pinching the other with his fingers.
I squirmed a little at the additional sensation and was spiraling towards an explosive orgasm in record time.
The stress from yesterday, the foreplay on the road and the illicit nature of this tryst, and the newness of everything, made me insatiable. Not mention Edward was the sexiest man I had ever seen. I sped up my movements over him.
"Edward," I moaned as I started to clamp down on his cock.
Edward released my breast from his mouth and gave me a salacious grin.
"Yes, come baby," he demanded, moving fast, deep and hard.
"Aww," I screamed, not caring that we were in parking lot and that my car was going be a mess.
Everything flashed as I came on Edward's cock. I was so spent, I barely registered his climax as he moaned my name into my neck and released deep inside of me.
AN: First off special thinks to LSU15 for her fabulous beta skills. Sorry about the delay in posting – December was busy with the holidays. I know excuses, excuses, excuses. I know I promised New York in the last chapter but I thought given the last few chapters that Bella and Edward deserved a little sexy time for himself. Hope the lemon was worthy.
I promise the next chapter they will be in New York with the Swans. Nessie and Mary will also be there to greet everyone. For those who are have wondered what has happened to Mary well you will be finding out. Like I promised some resolution is coming in the next few chapters.
Thanks to everyone for taking the time to read/review/favorite/follow this story. It has been an extremely busy year for me and I haven't updated as much as I wanted too. My only excuse is that I'm working 3 jobs to make ends meet. I hope everyone had a happy holiday season and wish everyone a happy 2017!