[Disclaimer] All things Twilight belong to Mrs. Stephenie Meyer
[A/N] Thanks to all of you who helped me to hit the 800th review mark. Your support for my little story thrills me beyond words.
FAQ's
Why would Jasper tell Alice about Bella hurting herself?
To make it more obvious to A. how much her girlfriend needs the surgery in order to get some peace of mind.
**53**
My fingers move gently over her abdomen and up to her ribcage before gently gliding down again to the tiny roundness of her middle section. It's so small that probably nobody who doesn't know about the baby would notice it at all.
"Do I look fat?" she asks me, leaning up on her elbows. "I feel bloated."
"Is this some sort of regret about the package of ice cream you had last night?"
"It's not my fault the baby was hungry and it really likes vanilla ice cream."
"I see," I whisper while I continue to caress her abdomen with my fingertips. I wished the baby would kick against my palm but according to the books that will take quite a few more weeks.
"Will you still like me when I'm fat?"
"Alice, stop talking nonsense. I will always love you, no matter how much weight you gain during the pregnancy."
"That's good. Can we have breakfast now? I have a feeling the baby would like some bacon. Oh, yes that would be great."
I kiss her mouth, letting my tongue circle over her lower lip before I slip it into the heat of her sweet mouth.
Very slowly I move my still oily fingers underneath her shirt until I reach her breasts. Her nipples are instantly hard against my fingertips as I roll them over the sensitive tips.
"Seems like someone is hungrier for something else." Alice moans against my neck. Breaking the contact of our mouth she shifts around until I'm flat on my stomach, my beginning erection pressed against the fabric of the mattress.
Then she pulls my shirt up and starts massaging my shoulder blades.
"Oh that's good. Keep going."
The oil is cold when it trickles down on my skin but with the smooth movements of her hands it warms fast. She kneads my tensed muscles and strokes down my spine, caressing my sides until she reaches my lower back.
"You have a pretty ass. Has anyone told you that before?"
"I don't think so but thanks. You make the most random compliments, sweetheart."
Alice chuckles and pulls my shorts down my thighs to throw them carelessly on the ground. Then I feel the oil again. This time it hits directly against the crack of my ass and something like an electric shock spreads through every single cell of my lower body. My cock throbs, my balls tighten and for a split second it's like I can't feel my legs anymore.
"Is this good?" Alice whispers into my ear while her hands cup my backside. Her touch is gentle but every time her small fingers come closer to the middle I tense. There is such a strong tingly feeling in me that makes it unable for me to keep thinking.
"Do you want me to stop?"
"No,"
"Try to relax. I want to make you feel good."
Oh baby, you make me feel so much, so very much that I don't even have a name for.
I can hear her reaching for the bottle with the oil again and then very slowly a single finger, slick from the oil glides between my thighs.
"I'm not hurting you. Am I?"
"No," I groan, astound that I manage to speak at all. "It feels good."
Her fingertip circles playfully up and down before she starts focusing her caresses on the rosette itself. When she eventually presses the tip of her finger against it, my legs start trembling.
"You have to tell me when it hurts. Okay?"
I nod my head against the pillow and moan against the soft cotton. My muscles tense up but after a few minutes they relax again as she pushes her finger deeper into me. I've never been touched here. It just seemed so completely out of the question but now that a part of her is inside me I'm starting to grasp a bit more of people's interest in this sort of games. It's like a million; no more like a billion of nerve cells are being stimulated at the very same time. Suddenly the tip of her finger touches something inside me that makes me see flashes of light in front of my closed eyelids. I moan, I quiver and a heartbeat later the spasms of my climax make me ruin the sheets underneath me.
Oh my fucking god.
"Are you alright?" Alice asks me worriedly when it seems to take me longer than usual to come down from the intensity of my orgasm. I've never managed to come like this before, without having my cock touched directly. I think I like this.
"Bella are you okay?"
"I'm good. No need to worry."
I kiss her mouth, pulling back again when I have to catch my breath. Fuck, my heart is racing.
"I want us to stay in bed the entire day."
"Sounds like a pretty good plan. I tell the housekeeper that we'll have breakfast in bed today."
Alice giggles and I pull her close against my side, planting wet kisses down her bare neck.
"Or I could eat you. I bet you taste mighty fine."
Her cell starts ringing on the nightstand and when it doesn't stop after a few moments she grabs it, sitting up straight on the bed to answer it.
"Brandon."
"Oh hi, Rosie!"
"Why I'm so breathless? I …ran up the stairs to get my cell. How's it going?"
"Oh I see. Of course, you can bring her here. Bella and I would love to babysit the little one. Okay, fine. Yes, seven is fine. Bye, Rosie."
I cross my arms in front of my chest.
"We're babysitting Erin? Why?"
"Because Rosie is our friend and she asked me."
"How about asking me first, if I'm okay watching that child?"
"Oh come on. Erin is cute somehow."
You're saying that because she didn't ask you whether you're a boy or a girl. That child is like poison for my barely existing self-esteem.
"Oh Bella, don't make such a face now. We need to practice for the baby anyway."
