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Esme POV
"Are you excited?" was Carlisle's first question.
The feeling surged through my body as soon as he asked that, so I happily nodded. "I really am."
"Are you hungry?" he asked me when he checked us into the hotel.
I shook my head. "I'm still on Forks time, and I just had two dinners within a few hours, plus a really long nap. I won't need any food in this belly for a while."
"That's all right, I'm off schedule too. Okay, we got room 1116 and the key. Let's go."
I followed him to an elevator and it was empty, so we made out until we got to our room. He actually carried me over the threshold when we entered our room, and I giggled-quite loudly, I might add. "Carlisle!" I squealed.
"What? I can't be a gentleman?"
"It's not that. I just love being in your company."
"I love being around you, too." He tilted my chin up with his index finger and kissed my lips gently. His fingers twisted themselves in my curls and I felt my back hit the wall. A small moan came out of my mouth while he massaged my hips and ground himself into me. I leaned my head back while closing my eyes and felt his hand protect my head from banging against the wall. I was losing myself in the moment, but I knew we had to unpack and set our room up.
"Carlisle," I tried to say between his multiple kisses. "Carlisle, we need to..."
"What was that, Esme?" he asked. He pulled away and stared deep into my eyes.
"I...um..." I lost my train of thought.
"Hm?"
"We need...we have...the, um, suitcases...you know, our...our luggage...and...unpack."
Carlisle had a smug look on his face and he bowed. "I have succeeded in making you speechless."
I rolled my eyes. "Okay, don't do that." This time, I pushed him into the wall and hooked my thumbs around his belt loops. "Ever again."
He smiled devishly. "Whatever are you talking about, my dear?"
"Make me forget what I was gonna say!" I exploded.
"You know, you're cute when you're nervous. Have I mentioned that before?"
"I wasn't nervous!"
"But you are...about tonight."
"I'll admit, that kiss made me think about what we're gonna do after our midnight swim."
"Esme, if you're not ready, I understand completely."
"Carlisle Cullen." I pulled him to me so our bodies were touching. "I have been waiting for this moment ever since we restarted our relationship the second time and I saw your ass. If you think I'm gonna back out now, you're out of your friggin mind!"
"You're amazing."
"Yes, you're gonna get laid tonight." I quickly walked away from him and unpacked my suitcase. I looked over my shoulder and noticed a slight bulge in his pants.
"I...gotta take a shower. Let's go out to dinner. Are you up to pizza?" His voice faded away and I heard his clothes dropping on the floor. My cheeks heated up as I sifted through the clothes in my luggage.
"Oh, yes, I...am..."
The shower turned on and I licked my lips, imagining my man with steam enveloping his body. I picked up a few pieces of red and black skimpy material.
"Renee, I'm gonna kill you," I muttered through my breath.
The next thing I found was even worse. A belt? What would I do with a belt? I wasn't wearing jeans in this heat, and there was a note attached. I was scared to open it, so I set it aside and unfolded the belt.
I was right to be afraid of the note since it read in small black print, swing this in front of him while dancing to hot music, like you're a stripper pole-dancing at a club. Two words: Ezzie's whorehouse.
A stripper?
Pole dancing?
I clamped my hand over my forehead and blew out a huge, shaky breath. Maybe I could do this another night. It was just another one of Renee's crazy ideas. I came across another note.
You'll thank me later. Have fun! Kisses and hugs, Renee.
The shower stopped and within a second, I gathered up everything to do with sex so I could hide it deep inside my suitcase. I didn't want him to see any of this. Carlisle walked into the room with a towel around his waist.
"Oh...I better take a shower, too. My hair's messed up from the plane, and I feel dirty. Bye," I murmured and avoided eye contact with him.
"Esme, you didn't...unpack."
"I know, I'll get to it later." I closed the door and locked it.
"Are you okay?"
"I'm fine," I assured him while taking off my dress and bra at the same time.
"I'll help you get your stuff put away into the drawers, and there's a closet filled with hangers for us to use as well."
My heart skipped a few beats. I didn't want him to see my slut clothes! "No, that's okay!" I shouted. "Don't touch my things...please."
"I get it, you want to surprise me."
"You're right. Oh, crap! I forgot about a dress in my suitcase. Hold on. I'm coming back out." I slipped the dress back over my head and ran to get it while grabbing my electric razor, a white lace bra and pink panties, which I hid in the dress I was clutching in my hands.
"A yellow dress? I like it."
"Thanks. See you." I was safely inside the bathroom again, so I hung up the dress I was going to wear to dinner, along with my undergarments. The pink dress was on the floor and I checked myself out in the mirror while pursing my lips.
God, I looked like shit. I was looking back at a worn-out woman with bags under her eyes, tangled hair, and her face was covered in red splotches. Her breasts were uneven, her stomach was protruding, and her ass was not a good size.
I got into the shower and turned on the water. It was freezing, so I stood out of the way for a little bit until it warmed up. The hot water felt good running down my body and mixing into my hair...it reminded me of Carlisle's warm hands massaging me...all over...
Okay, Esme, just wash yourself!
I scrubbed my face with my soapy hands and then used a loofah to wash the rest of my body. My fingers touched my vagina slightly and I gasped.
He is going to do that to you. Are you ready?
"Yes," I said aloud. "God, yes."
I shampooed and conditioned my hair until it was silky and smooth. When I finished, I shut off the water and dried myself off with a towel. I shaved my legs and slathered my whole body and face with lotion. I shook out my hair and blow-dried it.
I inspected the more innocent pieces that I, myself, had packed. The white bra was a functional bra, but still very pretty. The pink panties were cute until I saw the words hot ass written on the back.
"Renee," I growled. "You are so paying for this."
I put them on and studied myself. I looked like one of the Victoria's Secret models, so maybe my best friend wasn't so bad after all.
Esme, don't be a prude! You want this!
I sighed, put my dress on, and walked out of the bathroom. Carlisle was sitting on the dark blue leather couch, reading a brochure. When he heard me, he raised his head and smiled at me.
"You look sunny."
I chuckled a little. "Thanks. You look...professional in that suit."
"So, I was looking into where we should eat, and the Pink Flamingo sounds good."
"That's fine with me. As long as we don't have to eat any snails, seafood, or Asian food." I wrinkled my nose and sat in his lap.
"Non, ma chérie," he spoke in flawless French and kissed my hand.
"You're so handsome when you speak French," I giggled. "You've been reading from the translator, haven't you?"
"Yes. Je t'aime."
The way he said he loved me in French made me swoon and press my hand to my heart. I flung my arms around his neck and kissed him hard while leaning him back into the couch. He was surprised, but he kept kissing me back anyway.
"Hold on one second...I've got to unpack and put on my makeup!"
"Esme, you've seemed very distracted from the time I took a shower. What gives?"
Our lips paused against each other. "Oh. Um, I dunno," I mumbled. "Sorry...I guess I'm overthinking this whole sex thing."
He placed both his hands on my shoulders. "Sweetie. I love you. I don't want to force you into anything."
"No, I want to, it's just..." I covered my eyes and moaned. "I haven't had good sex, ever. What if it's me? I don't do anything, I just lay there."
"Esme, that's because you were raped! I laid there too when my mom threw herself on top of me! Are you saying you think you're bad in bed?"
Slowly, I nodded my head in affirmation.
"You could never be bad in bed."
"What if you don't like what you see?"
"What the hell are you talking about? I can't wait to see you."
"All men love seeing a woman naked, but you've never seen me fully naked," I explained with a blush. "I look like a joke. Remember when I stabbed myself in my chest?"
"So there's gonna be a scar there." He shrugged. "I want to see you."
I squeezed his hands and got up to unpack. It took ten minutes and then I went into the bathroom to apply my makeup. I put double the eyeliner on my eyes and used a ton of mascara. My lips were coated in red five times over. I wanted to make sure I looked my best for later.
"Wow," Carlisle said with a smirk. "You didn't need to do that, you're pretty enough without makeup.
"I know, but I just wanted to wow you."
"Well, you're beautiful. Let's go, my dear."
I linked arms with him and picked up a coat from the rack to take with me for when it got cold.
We went to dinner at five. Even though the restaurant served pizza, the waiters still spoke French. Carlisle used the translator he had in his hand to communicate with them and we ended up splitting a large pepperoni and sausage pizza with extra cheese on my half.
"Yum!" we both said. It was a little cold on our stroll back to our room and he let me in. We sat on the couch and watched a movie until about ten.
"Esme, let's do the midnight swim tomorrow. We can swim all day as well."
"That's fine. So, should we...should I put on music?"
"Let's have sex?"
I laughed. "Yeah, there's no formal way to ask for sex...normally, the couple starts kissing and then...it just happens."
"Of course you can turn on music." He walked to our bed and leaned back on the pillows while I dimmed the lights.
I lifted the straps of my dress over my shoulders and it fell down my body and into a yellow pile on the floor. Carlisle motioned for me.
"Babe, you can turn on the lights."
"Fine," I sighed and flipped on the light switch. "Happy?"
"Very. Come here, sexy."
I blushed and turned around slowly so he could inspect each part of me. "You like?"
"Hot ass?"
"Courtesy of Renee."
"I love it, sweetheart." He shrugged off his jacket. "Can...can you unbutton my shirt?"
"I made you nervous," I teased him. I walked closer to him and sat on the side of the bed. He was warm as he pulled me into his arms. Once I took off his shirt and flung it on the floor, our hands roamed all over each other's backs, shoulders, and arms while we made out. His eyes widened when I lifted my bra straps over my shoulders and the lace was just covering my nipples. He placed hot kisses along the skin of my cleavage.
"Lace," he groaned.
"I like my lace," I whispered softly, suddenly feeling shy. "And now, my lipstick is smudged all over your mouth."
"Hot."
I straddled him, wetness pooled in my panties, and I dry-humped him. His eyes moved along with my almost naked figure. My heart was beating so fast and I was gasping as I went faster on top of him. I could feel him-he was so hard...was he...big?
"Oh yeah, baby...fuck...I'm gonna...I'm gonna..."
I bent down over the top of him and chewed on his neck. "Mmm, you taste so good."
"You are so good. You're better than good to me. You're divine." He unclasped my bra and let it fall over my shoulders and down my arms so my breasts were pressed on his chest. I felt him get larger. Was that even possible?
Carlisle caressed my breasts with his hands and licked them all over. "You're killing me softly," I gasped breathlessly.
"Are you sure?"
"Yes."
He kissed the underside of my breast where my most massive scar lay. "They're the perfect size, baby," he groaned as his thumb brushed over my nipple. "Pink...soft... perky..."
I put my legs in between his and moaned while he touched me. "Oh, I love this..." I grabbed his firm ass and massaged it.
"Un...unzip me...please, Esme..."
I bit my lip anxiously and fiddled with the button on the front of his pants. I got it undone after a few seconds. He wiggled out of his pants and then I just about tore off his boxers.
"Damn," I murmured.
"Like what you see?"
His penis sprang to life and it was suddenly right before my very eyes, dripping with cum, just calling me to it. "God, yes. Blow job or hand job?"
"Neither. I need to be inside you, Ezzie. Let me take off your panties."
I lifted myself up a little so he could slide his hands down my ass and let my panties fly across the room. I lowered myself down on his dick and whimpered in pain. It always hurt at first.
"Oh, fuck, Ezzie, you're already so wet..."
"You're so...hard...and...big..."
"Does it turn you on?"
"Yes," I hissed as the pain turned to pleasure. We moved against each other and I screamed through my orgasm.
"God, you're beautiful when you come." We switched positions and he inserted a finger inside my hole. "I want to see you do that again."
"Mmm." I tried to muffle my moans with my hand, but the moans came anyway. He spread my legs further apart and put another finger inside me. After finger fucking me, he lapped up my wetness with his tongue and I mewled while my eyes rolled back inside my head.
"You enjoy that, my love?"
I fell on a pillow and purred when he went faster. "Please...pick up the rhythm," I gasped. "I...I'm almost there...oh god..."
"Your pussy juice is so sweet, like you..."
I shrieked a bunch of times, but I couldn't even say his name. My muscles tensed and then I panted as I came down from my orgasm.
"Just relax, Ezzie..."
"Ohhhhh..." I smirked. "My turn." I held his firm shaft in my hands and ran my fingers up and down it to tease him. I massaged it a few times and then pinched the tip slightly. He responded with a low growl. I opened my mouth and sucked him off.
"You look so hot swallowing my cum."
"I'm so...horny right now..." I licked his hard-on and then stuck my tongue in his mouth.
"So...am...I..."
"Wanna play with my pussy again?" I asked flirtatiously.
He picked me up with both hands. "You have such a smooth, tight ass." I scooted over his chest and allowed him to slide his tongue around my moist vaginal walls. He drank some more of my cum and sucked on my clit.
"Oh, Carlisle..."
While finger fucking me again, he chewed on my nipples and I gasped when he bit down hard. He had actually given me tons of hickeys. I wasn't sure when I had enough of him. I wouldn't stop licking his chest and his ass, and I even spanked his ass a few times.
"You're a bad boy!" I screamed. When we both came down from our highs, we curled up under the covers together, completely naked. We were finally connected on a physical level, and it felt great.
"Esme, you were...incredible..."
"So were you. This time, I hope I get pregnant. I want a baby of our own." I settled the side of my face on his chest.
"I'd really like that, honey."
The next day, we had egg omelets filled with ham and cheese for breakfast and then went swimming. He admired me in my peach bikini, and I loved seeing the man in swim trunks. We were doing strokes alongside each other in the cool water when we heard screaming.
"Help! Help! Please, help! I need a doctor!" a male voice shouted. "Amber, don't struggle! Take my hand! Come on, baby! Come on!"
"Uh oh, looks like someone's in trouble," Carlisle muttered. "I'll go assist the guy."
I followed him, very concerned for the drowning victim. She was flailing her arms in the water and trying to surface, but every breath she took ended up in a cough underwater. Carlisle got to her and pulled her out of the water. She was eerily still, so he pumped her chest a few times while the college boy watched in horror.
"Amber! Cough!" Carlisle commanded. He gave her CPR, and I was so touched by his determination.
Water dribbled out of the girl's mouth and I sighed in relief. "My husband's a doctor."
Amber sat up. "Oh my god...thank you...help me up, Nick?"
The guy grabbed her by her arms and she jumped up. They shared a sweet kiss and she started crying into his arms. "Thanks man, you just saved my girlfriend's life."
Carlisle shook Nick's hand. "Anytime."
The couple left and I turned to Carlisle. "I guess they won't be swimming anytime soon."
"Yeah, I guess not. Let's swim some more, shall we?"
We ordered room service, like we would probably every night. It was a hot plate of tacos with rice, beans, cheese, sour cream, and guacamole for me, and a chicken burrito for him. We ate it while watching a movie.
Our midnight swim was freezing, but we took a long hot shower together. His body was against mine as he washed me all over. His hands felt so nice running through my hair, over my limbs and torso, and finally, saving the best for last, trailing down my most sacred areas. I leaned my head back against his chest and we kissed passionately until the water ran cold. He turned it off and we stepped out, dripping wet, still holding hands.
"I've gotta get ready for bed...let's get in our pajamas together."
"Hold on. I've got a pleasant surprise for you...if you'll just wait."
"I've ravished every part of your body. What else is there?"
"Oh, you'll see."
I dug through my suitcase and pulled out the belt, the red bra, and the black thong. The bra let me have more cleavage than I was used to, and the thong stuck in my ass crack, but it wouldn't last for very long. I laughed while I put it on, and practiced swinging the belt like a lasso. I retrieved my iPod from my bag and turned on sexy music that Renee spammed my iPod with. It was actually pretty good, but I couldn't imagine myself doing a striptease for my new husband.
I'm in trouble
Big trouble again
I'm always in trouble
Trouble's my middle name
I'm like a wild wild child
That you just couldn't tame…
"Okay," I told myself. "Let's do this." I entered the room as the lyrics played while treating my belt as a lasso.
I'm in trouble
I think I'm in trouble again
I've been a bad bad girl
And it's always the same
"Welcome to Ezzie's whorehouse where the sex is free and you're only doing me. You be my horse and I'll ride your cock hard and fast. Get ready to be my sole customer for life, Dr. Cullen," I said in the sexiest voice I could manage.
"Oh, yes, come to me, my darling..."
I stopped short when I saw his clothes strewn all over the floor. He was laying on his back, fully naked, and stroking his rather large cock. My face was burning hot and I couldn't stop looking at him. My legs were shaking as I did so. He wouldn't quit jacking off. I gasped at the tingling sensation in my vagina and turned around to reach into my panties to touch it. God, he was hot!
"I'm sorry," he smirked. "I just had a fantasy about you being my naughty nurse. I have desires. You were wearing a cute summer dress, and now you're in that outfit. What else is a man to do?"
"I don't know..." I circled my body around and around as I danced to the music. "Don't rape me." I sat down while I panted hard.
"I would never." He laid his hand atop my thigh and squeezed it gently. I kept my hand on his so it wouldn't go anywhere. He never moved it, not even when my hand wasn't there. "Do you want to do this again?"
"You don't even have to ask."
I spread my legs out and allowed him full entry. "I'll be careful."
"You like all these 'bad girl' songs, huh?"
"Oh, I do, sweetheart. I love you more."
I rolled my eyes. "Let's just fuck."
He licked my breasts and the valley between them, all the way up my neck and into my mouth. Orgasm after orgasm, we were panting and screaming intelligible words at each other.
"Oh, god, Carlisle, please...more," I gasped, and I got my wish.
A fast song started and before I knew it, we were grinding each other. His hands were around my waist as he moved his crotch up and down my ass and my fingers played with the hair on the nape of his neck.
"Sex standing up."
I laughed. "You got that right."
He picked me up and carried me to the bed. "This is heaven to me, do you know that?"
"Mmm-hmm," I mumbled into his shoulder. "I was planning out our first evening...but now...I know what we should do. Plan to make me pregnant."
"That means making love every night?"
"Hell yeah, buddy." He set me down on the bed and started kissing me. We continued on through the night and didn't get to sleep until four in the morning.
I woke up snuggled in his arms. "Good morning."
"Morning. You look so sexy, and oh so sweet."
"You're sexier than me."
"You are fucking hot," he insisted while smoothing his hand down my hip and over my ass. "Morning sex for the win."
"Mmm...I'm up for that."
We had a late lunch and dinner, as expected, since we got up around one in the afternoon.
Thursday was slightly more productive. We actually walked around the city and took some pictures. Friday was Eiffel Tower and Arc de Triumphe day. Both places were magnificent. We also had fun eating choco-banane crepes.
"Sightseeing was spectacular...now how should we spend our last two days here?"
"Aw, I'll be sad to leave." I pouted.
"At least we finally lost our virginity to each other."
"Yeah, that's true," I laughed. "Let's get shit drunk tonight, fuck tomorrow, and leave first thing Sunday morning. That's when our flight is."
We were in bed all of Saturday until the club opened up at eleven. We danced to many songs and the whole night, we were drunk out of our minds. Drunk on love, drunk on sex, and drunk on margaritas. I passed out on Carlisle's shoulder when we took a taxi back to the hotel.
"What do we do now?" I slurred.
"I dunno, babe..." he replied. "I love you..."
Through my haze, his hands slipped under my shirt and squeezed my tender breasts. I moaned and leaned on his lap. He took off my shirt and laid me flat across him. All of a sudden, his fingers were stroking the hairs of my pussy. It was such a good feeling...
"Aaaah...ohhh...Carlisle..." I breathed.
"There you go, Ezzie. Just let yourself go..."
I arched my back and let out an extremely loud moan. What the fuck was his name again? Crap, I couldn't even remember my own name. It started with an E...I thought he may have just said it.
"Oh, baby, you're the hottest woman in the world..."
I rode out my orgasm but then I was suddenly jerked forwards. I opened my eyes to see the handsome blonde man above me, holding me in place. Such a gentleman...wait, we were in a car? He looked just as shocked as I felt.
"Did we just..." he began to ask.
"Do it in the back of a cab?" I finished for him with a short and hysterical giggle.
"Thanks for the show, guys. No charge."
I struggled to walk and adjust my clothes at the same time. Carlisle was holding me up and fixing my hair, not even bothering to comb his own fingers through his messy hair. I pulled down his shirt and ruffled his hair a bit.
"Cab dude was a pervert," Carlisle pointed out. "We must have been really out of it..."
"Sex plus alcohol does that to you. Were my parts...covered?"
"Yes, I just touched you under your clothes. I love you too much to have you bare your privates to others."
I smiled. "Thanks."
"No problem."
Saturday was a lazy but erotic day, and Sunday we went back home and slept in each other's arms on the plane ride. I texted my mom to tell her that we landed. I saw her car as soon as we checked our bags. After the doors opened, three children hit the ground running-literally- and hurled themselves into our arms.
"Mama!" Cynthia screamed. "Daddy!"
"Mom, you're home...hey, Dad..." Alice grinned up at me while hugging me around my waist.
"Dad!" Emmett and Carlisle bumped fists.
"Hey, buddy!" I tousled Emmett's hair even though he was taller than me, and he groaned. "Give mama bear a hug!"
He squeezed me and kissed my cheek. "Welcome home, Mom."
I kissed the top of his head and then bent down to kiss Alice's cheek. Both of them were still hugging me, and Cynthia tightened her grip to my ankle. I picked her up and covered her in kisses.
"They had a nice time, but they missed you. Did you guys have fun?" Mom asked me.
I looked at Carlisle and we shared a longing gaze. "Yes, I had a lot of fun...with Carlisle. We went swimming and sightseeing...watched movies...had room service...it was absolutely wonderful."
"Oh, that's good. Come on, then. I hope you're not too jetlagged..." She winked at me, and I knew what that meant. It was time for Emmett's surprise birthday party. Mom drove us to our house and it was already packed with people. I saw Rosalie's mom pulling into the driveway with Emmett's brand new car.
"Wow, I want that car! Wait, why is Lily driving to our house? She lives next door..."
"Oh, you'll find out soon enough," Alice assured him.
Carlisle honked the horn and everyone in front of the house looked up. Once we got out of the car, everyone waved at us giddily. I made a beeline for Renee and almost knocked her over.
"How did it go? Did you two-oh, you've got that glow in your eyes!"
"Renee, I hate you, but I love you. A lot."
"What did I do?"
"You helped me come out of my shell. Thank you."
"Holy sh-"
"There's kids here!" I interrupted her. "Yes, we, um..."
"Wow. I knew you guys could do it!" She gave me a bone-breaking hug and lifted me up a few feet off the ground. "Congratulations on losing your V-card to the doctor, who is now your oh, so handsome husband."
"He made me feel so pretty...and so good!"
"Save it!" she silenced me. "Go party."
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