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3/4/2018
Ghostly Double
Chapter 54
EPOV
After spending a few extra days in Ireland, I was finally feeling like I was back to normal. We'd missed Christmas because I was in a coma, but we planned to celebrate with the whole family the weekend after we arrive home.
We were currently sitting on the private jet, that Mr. Worley provided us, as we waited to get the go ahead to take off. With it being the end of December, snow storms were hitting just about everywhere we needed to be.
Ireland wasn't so bad, but considering we're from Florida, everywhere was cold.
We waited two hours before we were given the go-ahead. Arlo was sticking to me like glue, not letting anyone else hold her. Her separation anxiety tripled as soon as we got on the plane. I just wanted to get home to sleep in my own bed and be aware of my surroundings.
Don't get me wrong, Ireland was beautiful, but I wanted my own home. My parents had given me and Bella some alone time so we could go into Dublin to do some sightseeing and visit a few pubs. We indulged in a couple of pints, me having to finish what she couldn't. Even though I was with Anthony in the In-between world, I enjoyed having drinks with him. It was odd that I remembered everything that was said or done while we kept each other company.
I couldn't believe I was saying this, but Anthony didn't seem like he was a half bad fella.
Arlo barely made a peep the entire flight, and as soon as we landed in New York to refuel so we could get home to Florida, she actually went to Bella so she could be nursed. She had to keep a hand on me the whole time. It was obvious she'd be very clingy for a while.
Anthony was on our flight home. While Bella and I were out Anthony had a long serious conversation with Claire and Marcus. He wanted another chance to be in their lives. They reluctantly agreed, but the trust would take some time.
He agreed to do human things like getting a job so he could pay his way like a normal person and have his own home. He said even though he had money saved, nowhere near millions, but he could get by with what he had until he got a job with one of the many degrees he's earned over the years.
They offered for him to stay with them until he had a place, but he refused stating that he already had a condo that he purchased when he first got to Florida. He had compelled his neighbors to take care of his place until he came home even not knowing when that was going to be. He had his utilities set up by automatic withdrawal along with his other bills that had come due. He even admitted to having a place in Canada and wanted to sell it.
It was all so surreal. My wife's ex was going to be living in the same town as us. Even though we spent more than a month together, it was going to take some time to trust him, to hope that he truly has changed from all the wrong he'd done over the years. Even Mr. Worley offered to help him with his magic. He'd go with me and learn; we'd do it together.
We arrived home pretty late, so we went straight home. Arlo didn't flinch one time as I carried her into her room. She snuggled into her own bed and surprisingly stayed asleep. We expected her to wake up as soon as I laid her down; she proved us wrong.
Bella didn't bother unpacking, so she left our suitcase by the front door, and as soon as my head hit my pillow, I was on the verge of falling asleep until she climbed into bed. We still hadn't made love since I woke up. It wasn't because the desire was gone; we just had so much going on that we were too tired to perform.
"I'm so exhausted," she said as she snuggled into my side.
I rolled so we could face each other. "Me, too, and I slept for nearly two months."
I felt her lips press into my neck. "I know and as much as I want to have sex, right now, I don't think I could move my body; you'd have to do all the work."
"Not gonna happen. Let's just get some sleep and maybe we'll be up to doing some hanky panky tomorrow night," I suggested before pressing a kiss to the top of her head.
"Mmm..." she hummed into my chest. "I love you."
"I love you, too."
We were asleep in no time at all. I was off to dreamland where I found my wife laying on a sun lounger by the pool at our house. She was so tan and her skin was shiny from the tanning oil that she uses. I love the way it smelled on her skin. It reminded me of a tropical island, one where I could see her in a very skimpy bikini.
I woke the next morning with the space next to me empty and cold. I could hear the TV on in the living room just before the vacuum was switched on. It sounded like Bella was doing some house cleaning. As much as I wanted to stay in bed, I knew I couldn't; I needed to get up and see if she needed any help.
Arlo released a squeal of happiness just as my feet touched the floor. I was still a little weak, but I knew it would pass in due time.
As soon as I made a visit to the bathroom, I stumbled into the living room and watched as Bella dragged the pack n' play to one side so she could vacuum where it had been sitting. The house really wasn't dirty at all. We were pretty good at cleaning up after ourselves even with an infant who's become a lot more mobile lately. She was growing so fast and developing quicker than a human baby would. At five months, she was crawling and just in the few days since I've been awake, she's been showing interest in wanting to start pulling up on things. She'd be walking before we know it.
We hadn't seen Renee yet because we got in too late the night before. Our Christmas celebration was happening in a few days and there wasn't one single decoration put up in our home; not even a tree. I planned on heading out today to get that taken care of. I was going to recruit Emmett to help me out.
I heard a timer go off in the kitchen and Bella's head snapped up. "Hey, you."
"Hey yourself." I followed her into the kitchen where she pulled something from the oven. "What's this? Lunch?"
It looked like a huge pot pie of some sorts. "Yeah and I figured what we didn't eat now we could eat later for dinner."
"I was planning on heading out for a little while today with Emmett. You need anything while I'm out?"
She made a thinking face for a second before answering. "Nah; I think we're good here. What're you going out for?"
"Considering I've been in a coma for longer than I ever wanted to be and I missed going out to Christmas shop, I thought maybe I could pick up a few things. And I wanted to get a tree. I hadn't exactly asked Emmett to go with me, but I figured he might want to." I stepped a little closer to her and bent down to kiss her.
Bella wrapped her arms around my neck and pulled me closer. "Maybe we can go out later and do some shopping together. I still hadn't done any shopping, either."
"Sounds good." I reached down to cup her ass to pull her closer to me. I was feeling a wave of desire roll over me, but I knew now wasn't the time to instigate any kind of sex with her. Especially in the kitchen with our daughter in the other room.
After we ate, I called Emmett and he was free to head out for a bit. He had made plans with Anthony later in the day to help him pick up a few extra pieces of furniture for his condo. From what he'd told us on our flight home, he just had the bare essentials; a bed, a couch and a TV. I had a feeling Emmett was going to ask if I wanted to tag along, but I felt like I needed to make up for the time I've been under and away from Bella and Arlo.
I picked Emmett up at Marcus and Claire's house before we headed to Wal-Mart so I could get some Christmas ornaments. I was just getting the basic lights and a few bulbs. All the Christmas stuff was 75% off. I also picked out a new ornament for Arlo's first Christmas. I would let Bella pick out whatever other ornaments she wanted when we headed out later in the day.
"I was thinking about living with Anthony for a while just to keep an eye on him; maybe keep him on the straight and narrow. I know he appears to be a completely different person, but I guess I just wanna see it for myself." Emmett picked up a box of silver ball ornaments for the tree.
"That's understandable." I picked up a box of red ball ornaments before pushing the cart further down the aisle. There were bare pickings considering it was after Christmas. We'd only have the tree up for a few days, but I wanted a real Christmas celebration at our house. Thankfully, I found a pre-lit artificial tree that was on sale. It was seven feet tall with multi-colored lights. I knew Bella would love it.
"So, you don't think it's a bad idea?" We came across a pile of stockings that were all different colors. Emmett picked up three, each different colors, and tossed them in the cart.
I shrugged my shoulders. "It really doesn't matter what I think, but what I do think is, he has a second chance at a life where he's not causing chaos. If he's truly a changed person, then time will tell. If you live with him, are you gonna tell him the real reason you're there?"
We moved along to another aisle where I threw a skirt to go around the bottom of the tree into the cart. "I'm sure he'll guess, but I don't think I'll come right out and tell him."
"I thought you were staying with Bella's parents for a little while longer?"
"With Renee home now, she said she'd keep me on speed dial just in case she needs a sitter. I should just open my own daycare." He seemed really serious about his business opportunity. "As much as I love kids, I think it might be something I should look into."
"Sounds promising." I patted him on the back. "Who knows, maybe you'll meet the future Mrs. McCarty." Apparently, he'd been going by his birth name after they left Forks. I knew Marcus, Claire and Anthony were Mason's.
Emmett heavily sighed. "As old as I am, I'm surprised she hasn't come along sooner."
"Who knows anymore. It'll happen when you least expect it. That's what happened with me and Bella. She was completely adamant about us not getting together or even giving me a chance because of Anthony, but look at us now; we're married with a kid." I spotted something I wanted to get for Arlo stuffed onto a shelf where it wasn't supposed to be. It was one of those cone looking toys where you stack the rings by size and were different colors.
We continued chatting as we walked through the store. I only picked out a couple of more things because I knew Bella would want to pick out the rest of the ornaments; I didn't want to pick all them out myself. I figured she'd want to pick out the ornament for our first family Christmas.
We were back to the house by three and Emmett helped me unload all of my purchases. He picked a few things out himself stating that he'd probably head out later to do some more shopping for everyone else. I told him not to worry about me and Bella; we were happy with everything we had.
When we walked through the door, I found Bella on the couch crying her eyes out. I looked around to see where Arlo was, but figured she was down for her afternoon nap. When my wife looked up at me, her eyes were all red and puffy like she'd been crying the entire time we were gone.
I dropped what I was carrying, leaving Emmett standing at the door and made my way to my wife. I, immediately, took her in my arms. "What's wrong, baby?"
"It's stupid. I cry about everything anymore," she said as she cried harder into my chest.
I noticed the TV was on, but I wasn't sure what she was watching. "Nothing that concerns you is stupid, so tell me what has you so upset."
"Stefan killed Enzo." She blubbered into my chest. "He was my favorite vampire."
I was definitely confused. "Who's Stefan and why'd he kill Enzo?"
She pulled away from me and plopped against the back of the couch. "Never mind; it's stupid."
I looked at the TV and there was a girl screaming over a guy who appeared dead. "Wait, are we talking about a show?"
She looked like I had two heads. "Duh...it's Vampire Diaries."
"I'm supposed to know this because...?" I asked, deadpanning as I wondered why this show should remotely ring any bells in my head.
I got her evil eye. "Just..." she paused as she crossed her arms over her chest. "Just forget about it."
I pulled my lips between my teeth to keep from laughing at my melodramatic wife. And, of course, she noticed just as I got the back of her hand across my chest. "Owww...damn."
She jumped up from the couch then noticed Emmett standing by the door. He had a similar look on his face as mine. His lips were pulled between his teeth, like mine were, to keep from laughing. "You can leave," Bella told him. "I needed someone on my side and it's obvious you're on his."
"My bad," he replied. "I'm sorry, B. You know all that shit's supposed to be fiction right, the chick who writes those shows is actually a vampire?"
Her brows rose, "Oh, really? Huh? I had no idea. I never paid any attention to all the crap they do. I knew they were vampires, but I never put two and two together when I first found out about all this..." She waved her hand around. "...this magic and blood sucking crap." Then she looked as if she was thinking about something. "You know, there's a lot of shit they do on the show that's actually for real. Like the amulets they wear so they don't burn up in the sun and they eat food and drink other stuff instead of just blood." Then she scrunched up her eyes as she thought again. "And they can't have babies or make babies."
"Yup," he said. "The chick who writes the show pretty much writes it after what she's had experience with. There's a huge cover up that someone writes books about it." Then he chuckled. "I'm surprised she hasn't written anything about Fairies. She's got the witches, vampires, and wolves; I'm not sure what else she comes up with."
"Isn't that pretty much outing the whole existence of the Supernatural world, though? They really do exist, but because they made it seem like the show is based off books, no one actually thinks it's real?"
Emmett shrugged. "Who knows. There was another vampire show that was supposed to be based off books too, but it isn't on anymore. I've seen a few episodes and it's pretty good, but some of the stuff is so true that it's unbelievable. I think that one had fairies."
"Great," Bella said. "I'm a walking, talking reality versus fiction character. Isn't that just peachy?" She shook her head as she rolled her eyes. "I wonder what they'll come up with next? I'm still watching the damn show, though."
I wasn't exactly sure what her issue was, but I could pretty much predict that I already knew. Her snarkiness was unwarranted and there wasn't anything I could do about it until after Emmett left.
Our little spat was forgotten, and she actually helped with the few more bags that needed to be brought in. She was excited about the Christmas tree and thanked me, profusely, for getting a pre-lit tree. She said she hated trying to keep up with fifty different strands of lights. Her attitude had done another shift, for the better, of course, but I braced myself for the next verbal snap.
Emmett left shortly after we got all the stuff inside and before Bella demanded that I move the tree into the living room where she wanted it. She was being very domineering since we walked in the door.
"How long has little bit been down?" I had a feeling I knew what would get my wife steered away from her edginess.
She was opening the box to the Christmas tree and pulling pieces out. "About thirty minutes; why?"
I was feeling pretty confident, so I took six long strides over to where she was standing and swooped her up in my arms. The bedroom was next on my to-do list, so as soon as I stepped into the room, I used my foot and pushed the door shut. "I think we both need a little stress relief."
She was on the bed in a split second then I started stripping out of my clothes. Hers were next once she realized what was about to happen.
"It's been too long," she said as she threw her bra at me then started pushing her yoga pants down along with her panties.
Her back was against the headboard with her legs open and ready for me.
I watched her as she started teasing herself. My dick was already hard as a rock, but my wife was putting on a small show for me as she slipped her hand over the top of her mound and between her luscious lips. I wanted my mouth on her so bad that I could practically taste her on my tongue.
She swirled her finger over her clit as she used her other hand to tweak her nipples. I could see them pebble the more she became aroused. "I think we need to pick up where we left off before I took a very long nap."
I reached down and wrapped my hand around my cock and began to stroke myself. I spread my pre-cum over the head of my dick that ached to be inside my wife. "I'm so wet," she said. "I've been thinking about this all day. I wanted to wait until you had all your strength back."
"I have plenty enough strength for what I'm about to do to you," I said just as I kneeled on the end of our bed. The ache was starting to burn out of control, so I reached out to grab her feet and pulled her down the bed. She bent her knees and dropped her legs open inviting me in.
My tongue was on cloud nine the second I clamped my mouth over her pussy. It had been way too long to be without this wonderful essence.
Bella slipped both of her hands through my hair and began to tug the more I fucked her with my mouth. Her moans grew louder and if she could open her legs more, she would.
The ache in my cock was getting stronger and I couldn't wait any longer, so I released her clit with a pop and crawled my way up her body kissing and nipping at her skin. As soon as I positioned myself, pushing her legs up and open more with my thighs, I sank deep inside of her. I wasn't too gentle, but gentle enough not to hurt her because she's bragged about how big my cock is that I knew if I slammed into her, especially after not having sex for nearly two months, I would probably hurt her.
I watched as I entered her over and over, loving how well she fit around me. My dick glistened with her arousal the more I pushed inside of her. I slowed my pace to watch the most arousing sight that I've ever seen. That was until Bella slipped her hand down and scissored her fingers on each side of my cock feeling where I entered her. "I need you to fuck me hard, Edward."
She didn't need to tell me twice, so I pulled out and motioned for her to turn around so I could get her from behind. As soon as her ass was in the air, I didn't hesitate to plow back into her. I licked my pointer finger and rubbed it over her puckered hole. That made her growl, "Oh, God, yes!" I was still getting used to hearing you agree to me even touching her there. She used to never want me to even graze her asshole.
I used some of the wetness from her pussy to coat my finger again, so I could push it inside her. She pushed back toward me as if she were begging me to penetrate her ass.
My finger slipped in to the first knuckle, easily, before I felt resistance. We'd only ever gone through the back door once, but the way she was begging for it, I'd gladly give her more. "You want it here, baby?"
"Just your finger; it feels so good," she replied as she pushed her ass back at me more. I pulled my finger out then removed my dick from her pussy so I could finger fuck her for a few seconds to get some lubrication. She wasn't caring what I was doing as long as she got off.
As soon as I pulled my fingers from her pussy, I slipped my cock back in and slammed into her a few times before I tried with my finger in her ass, again. This time, I went a little further and met the same movement as my cock. "Harder!" She was definitely a horny vixen. "I'm gonna cum!"
I was close to blowing my load just as she reached back and started pushing my hand to fuck her ass more. As soon as I decided to try and put another finger in her ass, she roared and pushed back. I felt her pussy squeeze my cock like a vice and made me start to cum, as well.
I pulled my fingers from her ass and latched onto her hips to pull her completely flush with my pelvis. She moaned, "Oh, God, it's too much!"
There wasn't a chance I was pulling away. I was so far up inside her that I was probably hitting a vital organ. I wanted every last drop of my cum to coat her inner walls.
I eased out just a little before pushing back in a far as I could. "It's never too much, baby." My cock was still pulsing as it emptied inside her. She was on orgasm overload as her pussy continued to convulse around me. I could do this all night and if little bit allowed us, we were going to be making up for lost time...all night.
And we did...multiple times.
These two make me wish I had a boyfriend.
A friend of mine at work said she was going to buy me one of those life size dolls that I could pick and choose what size penis I wanted him to have.
If she only knew how I wrote my stories, she'd have it delivered as soon as possible.
LOL. I hope you enjoyed this as much as I did.
RTB
