Same disclaimer applies-Twilight belongs to S.M., but the idea of this story is mine.
Many thanks to my awesome betas and friends - TeamAllTwilight and m0t0b33.
We're all caught up so now it will only be present time.
Present time
The whole wedding night is like a fantasy coming true. Edward is sweeter and gentler than ever.
When we fall asleep exhausted it's pretty late in the morning, but a few hours of eye-shut are needed.
I wake up to the feeling of fingers combing through my hair. My eyes flutter open only to find Edward gazing down at me, smiling.
"Morning, baby," he whispers, leaning to kiss me.
"Mhmm… Morning," I mumble into his mouth.
"How about a shower? Your hair is tangled up."
"Yeah, I bet." I run a hand through it, getting stuck halfway. Cringing, I extract my hand from my hair and sit up.
Edward licks his bottom lip, eyeing my bare boobs. I cover his eyes with a hand making him laugh.
"Hey, do you realize I have every right to ogle them now? You're mine."
"I've been yours for a long time now, Edward," I confess. "But if you want to get showered before we leave…you have to stop this."
"I can't wait to have you in the shower," he says softly, standing up before bending to pick me and carry me to the bathroom. "We have plenty of time. The plane doesn't leave until three this afternoon."
"And we're going…" I prompt him, playing with the hair at the base of his neck.
He presses his lips together, looking at me contemplatively. "Fine, I guess I can tell you." He sighs dramatically, opening the bathroom's door with his elbow.
"Yeah?" I beam at him.
Edward lets me down in the tub where the water is already running. "It's south…like somewhere in Florida."
"Oh?" I raise an eyebrow, stepping under the spray. "What happened to Europe?"
"I told you I wanted you all to myself. In Europe we couldn't have that. I promise we can go visit any country you want on another vacation."
"It's a promise," I tell him sternly, grabbing my shampoo. "By the way, did you pack for us…by any chance?"
"Yeah, of course!" He looks scandalized. "And I'll have you know that I did all the packing by myself."
"God help me," I mumble, hoping we'll have everything we may need.
"Rose helped me with ideas of what you might need."
I nod, stepping away from under the spray to lather myself in shower gel.
"Wait…you're really washing?" Edward asks, sounding put off.
"Uh, yeah. You can survive a few hours without sex. I promise you. Besides, waiting makes it more interesting or so I hear."
"Waiting sucks, Bella."
"I can suck if you want," I joke.
When he doesn't answer, I turn to see his hands balled up at his side—a sight that ensures me he's reaching his limit of teasing.
"I still can't believe what I did last night," I murmur, walking closer to him and wrapping my arms around his waist, pressing my cheek to his pectoral.
"Did you enjoy it? Was it too much?" he asks, concerned, peering down at me.
"Really…it was something new. I did enjoy making you feel good."
"It felt awesome. You have no idea how wonderful that was." He grasps my chin making me look into his eyes. "For your first blow job, you did pretty amazing, baby."
I feel my cheeks heating up. "I feel foolish for denying you for so long."
"Hmm…maybe you're right about waiting making it feel better."
I giggle and rise on my tiptoes, kissing him slowly.
When we're squeaky clean, we step out of the tub wrapped in our towels. We continue the morning routine—brushing teeth, shaving for Edward…the usual.
It feels like any other day though everything's changed now. For the better.
Once we get dressed, we realize there's no time for breakfast so we just take the two suitcases Edward packed and take my car to the airport.
Holding my hand, Edward leads me to the departing board. He nods to himself when he finds whatever he wants then tugs me to the check-in line.
"So…you have to tell me eventually. Sooner rather than later."
"I can always blindfold you.
"You'll get yourself arrested."
"Not if I explain that I'm taking you to a surprise place for our honeymoon."
I roll my eyes, knowing that I will find out soon enough.
According to Edward, we have another forty minutes until embarking. Because we skipped two meals by now, we go to a fast food place to eat something.
I allow him to have it his way, because I know Edward. He'll blurt out about the surprise any time now.
It doesn't happen until after we have to embark. The flight attendant checks the tickets, passing them back to Edward. He thrusts them into my hand when his phone starts ringing.
I've been a good sport and tried not to glance around a lot to see our destination, though I caught something about Atlanta somewhere. That's definitely not Florida, so it must be our layover.
But now with the tickets in my hand, the temptation is too strong.
While he's on the phone, trying at the same time to keep a hold of our travel bag which the strap has slid off his shoulder, I peek at the tickets. After a quick scan I see the words Key West.
Whoa.
I definitely didn't expect that one.
I was thinking Miami…or Orlando…or something else.
I suppress my smile as I lead the way down the corridor to the plane. Just before we reach the door, Edward's fingers curl around mine.
"That was Mom to see if we made it to the airport alright," he says quietly.
"Yeah, it's a good thing we woke up on time." I nod.
"I had my alarm set up, Bella. Anyway, when we return she said we'd have the presents in the living room."
"Oh, shit!" I exclaim. "I completely forgot about that."
We get on the plane and find our two seats around the middle.
"Thank you for not going overboard with this. No first class," I tell him, leaning my head against his shoulder.
He chuckles, ducking his head. "There were no first class tickets left when I decided on the destination."
"Good," I laugh. Edward rests his palm on my cheek, bending to kiss me. I'm thinking of a way to let him know I read the tickets, but I really don't want to ruin it, so I keep my mouth shut.
If he finds it weird that I don't ask anything about our destination, he doesn't comment on it.
We spend the two hours and a half until we touch down in Atlanta talking about the previous day. He's still upset that James got the garter, but then he seems to come to an agreement with himself because he ends up saying that he trusts him not to hurt his little sister.
During our layover, Edward pulls a brochure out of the travel bag and offers it to with a huge smile.
I look down and see he's showing me where we're going. The brochure is about Hyatt Key West Resort.
Wow.
Simply wow.
It looks like a piece of heaven on Earth.
Holding a hand over my mouth, I meet his eyes. He's a little blurry, and I know I'm crying.
"I love you, Edward," I choke out, wrapping my arms around his neck. "This is so beautiful."
"I thought so. I love you, too baby." He pecks my lips.
The flight to Key West takes longer, but around nine in the evening we land in the small airport. After disembarking the plane and going through the baggage claim, we take the shuttle bus to the hotel.
I'm starting to get drowsy not having slept much and the jet lag having its say.
"We can just sleep when we arrive. I'm tired, too," Edward murmurs, keeping me close to his side, a hand rubbing up and down my arm.
"I'm really sleepy. It's been ages since I lost a night," I admit.
"Yeah, too long." He nods, kissing my temple.
When we arrive at the hotel, Edward wheels our suitcases inside, while I hold the travel bag. I prop my elbow on the counter while Edward does the talking. The lady behind the desk keeps asking different things and I want to punch her. All I want is a soft bed to fall in and not move from there for days.
Hmm.
It could happen.
I don't exactly have a reason to get out of the bed…unless it is to use the restroom.
It's a plan.
"Come on, wife," my man says jokingly, wrapping an arm around my shoulders, leading me to a flight of stairs. "Our room is on the first floor."
"Great. Hurry, I'm about to fall asleep."
He laughs. "Not until I prepare you for tomorrow."
"What's tomorrow?" I wonder, turning my head to frown at him.
"It will be the best day of your life." He winks, setting the suitcases in front of door number 103 and inserts the card in the slot.
"Uh, I guess you missed yesterday, baby." I giggle, elbowing his ribs. "Yesterday—our wedding day—was the best day of my life," I tell him sternly.
"It will top that. You'll see."
I doubt it, but I don't correct him.
We walk into the large suite, because it's not exactly one room. I drop the travel bag on a lounge chair as I make a beeline to the bed. It looks so soft and comfortable—perfect.
I throw myself face-first on it, moaning loudly.
"Don't fall asleep!" Edward calls for me.
I hear him rummaging through one of the suitcases, as I sit up and start working on the buttons of my shirt. I slip out of it then I work on my skirt.
"What are you doing?" I ask, walking to his side. It looks like the clothes were packed nicely, now not so much.
"Got them!" He shows me a shoe box, grinning wickedly.
"I'm not going anywhere," I insist, trying to pull the box out of his hands, but I manage to drop it.
Good God.
These are definitely not shoes.
The crazy man has packed some toys for us.
"Look what you've done!" He moans, pouting.
"Lucky they fell in the opened suitcase," I say amused, feeling my mouth drying when he picks the Ben Wa balls.
Yes, please.
He also grabs a short butt plug.
Oh, yes. Yes.
I missed this so much.
"Still tired?" Edward asks, wearing his trademark smirk.
"Tired? Me? Nope." I beam at him, walking to the bed and taking my bra and panties off on the way.
He curses under his breath, sprinting after me, hugging me from behind. "We will sleep, because we really need the energy, but before that, let me put this in you."
I melt in his arms as a gush of juices flows out of me.
"Please," I whimper. "How should I stay?"
"Just bend over the edge of the bed. I'll be done quickly." He kisses my shoulder, pressing a hand on the small of my back.
One of his fingers dips into my dripping pussy, gathering juices before he circles my back door. I shiver in pleasure. It's always a pleasant sensation, when he touches me there for the first time.
Slowly coating my rosebud with my own juices, Edward starts pushing his finger pass the ring of muscles making me writhe around, fisting the bedding.
All too soon, he has two fingers working in and out of me while his tongue laps at my pussy. When he pushes a third finger in my ass, his tongue dives so deep inside me, I explode, moaning like a whore.
"Fuck, baby," Edward's voice is muffled as he drinks everything I give him.
Before I can catch my breath, I feel the plug filling my ass, and then the balls are being pushed inside me.
"FUUUCK!" I yell, thrashing around, shaking my head. "Too much!" I cry.
"Wait, I'm not done." With a hand holding my hips to the bed, he pushes the balls all the way in making me shudder with the immense pleasure consuming me.
I need to come so badly, even though I just had an amazing orgasm moments ago.
"Try to relax," Edward whispers, stroking my back. "That's it, relax." I sag against the bed, but my muscles are locked up. I'm afraid to shift and make the balls move around.
Slowly, we make our way under the thin cover and settle in each other's arms. Every time I make the smallest movement, the balls slide around and even kind of vibrate. Edward smirks when he sees my curious look.
"This is my present for you. Vibrating Ben Wa balls."
"I think you'll kill me this week," I moan, trying to stay as still as possible.
"I have to prepare a speech for the family then. Something like...She couldn't take too much pleasure and I kind of lost her mid-fucking." He starts laughing so heartily that the bed starts shaking.
"Doooon't," I beg him. "Don't move. Seriously, Edward. How am I going to sleep like this?"
"Close your eyes and dunno…do whatever you do when you go to sleep. Count sheep or just wish the next few hours will pass quickly so we can get to the real fun."
I snort. "Yeah, right. Like that will help me fall asleep."
"Try." He brings me closer to him and snuggles into me.
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