28
The Hunk
Edward's never given much thought into New Year's Day. To him, it's just another day.
Sure, it's the beginning of the new year, and most people make promises that they very rarely keep.
Edward doesn't make resolutions. Growing up he wasn't much of a partier, and the only somewhat serious relationship he's had was back in high school. He was unable to get a New Year's kiss because of her restrictive curfew. He wasn't too disappointed, missing out on that tradition.
Bella made him promise that he wouldn't do anything special for the holiday, and he's glad because Edward doesn't think he could come up with anything.
Instead, he and Rosalie close the shop and drive home together to save on gas.
A lot of things have changed for his sister in a short time but Rosalie has thrived.
They expected Emmett to show up the day he was served divorce papers but the day passed and then the next with no sign of the deadbeat.
Rosalie has been in good spirits though. Her focus is on making her new house a home and preparing for the baby.
She has furniture being delivered, and Edward has a girlfriend that he's been itching to see all day.
"I'm going to let you and Bella have the night to yourselves. Baby and I want to order a bunch of take-out and go to bed early," Rosalie tells him, rubbing her belly.
"You're sure? You don't want to ring in the new year with us? The whole new year, new you thing?" he asks, but he really hopes it doesn't change her mind. He's all for spending alone time with Bella.
"I honestly can't stay up past ten most nights. The new year will still be there tomorrow whether I watch the ball drop or not. You and Bella are doing a lot for me. You need some time for yourselves."
"Okay. Thanks, Ro."
She nods.
Once he makes sure she's safely in her house, he enters his, calling out.
"Upstairs!" Bella yells.
Edward is surprised to find her sitting in the middle of their bed, wearing nothing but a glittery top hat and a pair of blinking 2019 glasses.
"I thought you said we weren't doing anything special for the holiday?" He smirks.
Bella shrugs, and her giant glasses slide down her nose.
"I said you couldn't do anything. I, on the other hand, decided to take the cheesy way out and bought this crap online last minute. Two-day shipping is an amazing invention."
"Hmm. So we're going to spend the holiday in bed with you wearing that getup? Hot."
Bella smiles widely. "I got you something to wear too." She leans over the side of the bed, producing a green top hat, a pair of glasses, and a ridiculous Happy New Year tie.
"No."
"No?" Bella pouts. "But it's festive."
"I'd rather wear my chef's jacket than that tie, Sugar."
"Well, what if we played it up a little?" She slips the tie over her head without removing the hat or glasses so it takes some effort. "What if I wore it instead?"
Edward watches the long slip of fabric resting between her perfect tits.
"That might be doable."
"I thought it might be." She beckons him over with a crooked finger. "Get over here."
Edward steps out of his shoes and climbs onto the bed. He wraps the tie around his hand and pulls her in for a kiss. "I don't know how you manage to look so ridiculous and sexy at the same time. Are you a witch?"
Bella laughs against his mouth. "No. I decided that I wanted to make our first New Year's together special."
"We're together, so it's already special, Sugar."
Her big brown eyes roll into the back of her head.
"More special than that."
Bella makes quick work of the buttons on his chef's jacket and tosses it across the room.
"How so?"
She licks his earlobe and whispers softly. "I'm ready, Honey."
Edward's breath hitches. "Ready?"
Bella hums in agreement and bites his neck, using her tongue to soothe the ache. "I would like for you to make me yours, completely, before the new year."
"You're already mine, Sugar."
"You told me I would never have to beg for your love. Don't be a liar, Edward Cullen."
Edward chuckles and lets Bella undress him.
"I've been waiting forever. I want to feel you inside me. All of you," she tells him, wrapping her arms around his neck and pulling him down to kiss his lips. "Have me, Honey."
"Wait."
Bella grumbles and falls back on the bed with a frown. "What now?"
"I love you, but I'm not going to make love to you for the first time while you're wearing all that."
Instead of arguing, Bella quickly rids herself of the gaudy get up before pulling him back down. "No more excuses. Do me."
"Bella." Edward laughs.
"I'm sorry. I forgot you wanted this to be romantic." She pecks his lips. "Please make love to me, Honey. We're more than ready for this. I want to be yours."
Edward whispers his love for her and nestles between her thighs.
"Hmm. I love you too. I want to show you just how much," she says, reaching down and leading him to where she wants him the most.
Edward slides inside her warmth with one quick thrust and Bella practically levitates off the bed with a high keen moan.
He peppers her face with kisses while she gets accustomed to the intrusion.
His forehead rests against hers, and there's a goofy grin on his face. "You okay, Sugar?"
"I'm perfect. I could stay like this forever, but I know it'll feel even better when you actually do something." She drags her teeth against his chin. "I'm severely lacking in this department, so if you wanna give me some tips of the trade, that'll be fine."
"You're a fucking pro without even trying, Bella. Do you want to be on top?" He pulls out and thrusts into her slowly.
Bella's hips raise up, meeting his movements with vigor.
"No. I'm good. Keep doing that." She gasps.
Edward chuckles darkly and begins the slow dance of working her body over. He sucks her nipples into his mouth and bites her right above her heart as he moves.
He does his damnedest to worship her body and convey just how much he loves her. It takes everything in him to hold off because she's perfect, warm and tight.
"Oh, Edward," Bella cries when he changes angles his hips.
"I love you. I'm always going to love you," he whispers into her mouth. "We're gonna be forever, just you watch."
"Yes. I'm yours. Always." She pants. "I'm so close."
Bella groans in frustration when Edward comes to a stop.
"What now?" she grits.
"Nothing, Sugar. I just wanted to see your face when you come apart for the first time. I wanna remember this moment."
Bella nods, pulling him down for a searing kiss.
With a few more thrusts and gentle pressure against Bella's clit, they come apart, loud moans and gasping names.
Edward collapses on top of Bella, sweaty and satiated, kissing her breathless.
"Hmm. Happy New Year to me." Bella giggles, running her hands through his slick hair with a satisfied grin.
"I can't believe I'm in love with such a dork."
Her fingers pull at the ends of his hair. "I don't think our first time could have been any more perfect than it was, Honey. Thank you for giving me that."
He's shocked when tears start falling down her cheeks. "Bella?"
"I'm okay." She cries. "Just overwhelmed with feelings."
"Good feelings?"
"The best. I've never felt so cherished and loved than I do right now."q
Edward kisses her trembling lips.
"I love you, and I can't wait to spend my life showing you just how much." He checks the clock. "We have a couple hours before the programs start. Do you want to take a nap?"
Gone are the tears, instantly replaced by a seductive smile. "I'm not tired."
Edward hardens against her thigh at the idea of having her again. "Are you sore?"
"A little, but I'll be okay if I'm a bit sorer."
"I've created a monster." Edward chuckles.
"Indeed. Roll over. I wanna be on top."
"Fuck, Bella."
"That's the idea, Honey." She giggles, straddling him.
It takes her a minute to get comfortable with the idea, and Bella refuses to use his chest as leverage, so he sits up and helps her find her grip on the headboard.
She bites her lip. "How do I do this?"
Edward can't help but laugh.
"Don't be a dick. This is my first time."
"I know. I'm sorry." He adjusts her hips until she can easily slide down him. "You're in control this time, Sugar." He pulls her down, and Bella moans in his ear. "However slow or fast you want."
"Hmm, fuck." She gasps when she's fully seated. "So good."
Bella takes her sweet time finding out what works and what doesn't.
Edward has to stop her occasionally to regain control.
It's awkward and uncomfortable at times, but she eventually finds her groove, and they both benefit.
"I fucking love you," she breathes. "I love fucking you."
"I love you too, Sugar."
When he can't hold off any longer, and he knows Bella is close, he grabs one of her hands and places her fingers on her throbbing clit.
"Um." She tries to stop, but he grips her hips and guides her up and down.
"Fast circles. You'll know what feels right."
Within seconds, Bella is bouncing on his lap, head thrown back and screaming his name as he explodes deep inside her.
"Oh. Fuck. Yes."
It takes a while for Bella to be able to form full sentences that make sense.
"I am so happy that you live here now. That you're mine. That I get to love you forever." Bella muffles a yawn against his chest. "But right now, we need to take a nap. We'll order Chinese and watch the ball drop. Maybe break in the new couch."
"Go to sleep, pervert."
o.O. .o.O.o
Bella dislikes Ryan Seacrest with a passion and hates that he's the one they decided to replace Dick Clark on New Year's Rockin' Eve.
"He's like a wet diaper. He doesn't get me excited for the new year like Clark used to," she grumbles, reaching out to feed Edward a shrimp.
He's still clueless when it comes to chopsticks. She's given up on trying to teach him and decides to love him regardless.
Edward chuckles.
"You were what? Nine when Dick Clark hosted his last celebration?"
Bella nods.
"Alice and I watched every year while our parents attended whatever socialite party they were invited to. Dick Clark was my first crush." She blushes and takes great interest in her lo mien.
"Really? That's pretty disturbing, considering how much older he was than you."
Bella shrugs and turns back to the television to watch the garbage band perform.
Unfortunately, they eat too much to break in the new couch or ring in the new year with a bang like she wanted to. Instead, they choose their cookies, cracking them open and laughing.
"You'll be hungry in half an hour, but one can never regret Chinese food." Bella snorts. "What does yours say?"
"You'll move in with your beautiful girlfriend and start the next chapter of your lives together."
Bella smacks Edward on his arm. "Be serious."
"Fine. Your girlfriend is never going to let you have any fun ever again."
"Honey, you realize you're spending January first sleeping on the couch, right?"
"Fine. My cookie just has a smiley face. I guess it's pretty fitting."
"How so?"
"Because I haven't stopped smiling in ages. You make me incredibly happy, Sugar."
Bella laughs and takes the tiny slip from him.
"You just don't want to sleep on the couch. Flattery will get you nowhere, mister."
Edward watches her tack it to the corkboard above the desk.
The awful band is finished performing, so Bella curls into his side and turns the volume back up.
"If I promise to do that thing with my fingers and my mouth, do I still have to sleep on the couch?" he asks before Seacrest announces that it's almost time to start the clock.
"I guess, but we're going to have to take a rain check. I'm sore in all the right places."
The slow countdown begins, and Bella climbs onto Edward's lap.
"I've never had a New Year's kiss before. I'm glad you're my first."
"You're my first too, Sugar."
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"Happy New Year, Honey," Bella mumbles against his mouth.
"Happy New Year, Sugar." He kisses her deeply before pulling away. "We're going to ring in the New Year together for so many years, just you watch. I fucking love you."
Bella's eyes glisten with unshed tears.
"I love you too."