Lemon ahead

Chapter Twenty Seven: Nurse Bella

Edward sits on the edge of the bed as I move around the room packing things away. He had been discharged and was finally able to come home to our home.

"So he apologised," I say shoving his toothbrush into the duffle bag.

"Yeah he did. Said not to ever let you go," he smirked, "all though I didn't need to be told that. I also told him I asked you to marry me"

I freeze looking up at him shocked.

"Relax," he laughs, "he actually cried. I've never seen my dad cry. He was happy for me. Which actually reminds me."

"What?" I smile as he reaches out for me pulling me to him.

We'd changed him into track pants and a hoodie. It was beautiful seeing him out of the hospital gown.

"I had that sister of mine head out for a few hours yesterday, a screenshot on her phone to go along with her. She came back with just what I ordered," he smiles at me, "check the front pocket of the bag."

I stand between his legs as he sits on the edge of the bed, I lean over him pulling the bag closer to us. Opening up the pocket I dig until I grab something square and hard.

"What," I grin, pulling it out.

It's a small jewelry box.

"Now it's legit," he takes it from my hands, opening it.

My breath catches as he displays to me a gorgeous oval cut diamond ring. It's stunning. I can't even imagine wearing it on my hand.

"Marry me," he smiles.

"I already said yes," I laughed.

"But I wanted to ask with the ring to get the full impact," he smiles taking my hand in his, "this ring symbolises a whole lot more than marriage. That's why I wanted it to be special."

"It could have been a toy ring and I would have said yes," I kiss him before he slides it onto my hand.

"You think I'd buy you a toy ring," He laughs, "you don't know me at all."

"I know you well enough to know you're dying to get home so you can make up for lost naked time," I cup his face in my hands, "don't worry. I made sure to pay a visit to Victoria Secret."

"Fuck yes," he grins leaning round to squeeze my ass.

"Do you want to go by the babies. You can see Will," I stand up and carefully help him to stand too.

He wraps his arm around me, while I wrap mine around his waist to support him. Even though he'd argue against it.

"Sure," He smiles, "I'd love to finally see the little worm."

"Do you think we'll have kids one day," I pick up his bag.

'I know we will," He nods smiling down at me, "William will need cousins. We just have to beat Alice. The race is on, baby."

"I think I'll give them a head start," We walk slowly more to enjoy one another's company than his injuries.

"We can at least go home and practice," he says.

"We will go home and practice," I laugh, "but I'm not ready to share you."

"Me neither," he laughs as I press the button for the lift up to the maternity ward.

"We should go travelling and enjoy a marriage first," I say, "Perhaps get a puppy."

"A puppy," He thinks on it and suddenly nods, "A puppy sounds incredible."

Edward isn't the sort of sick housemate that rings a bell arrogantly until you arrive with whatever he wants. In fact I find myself yelling at him to go back to bed more than anything. The doctor had ordered him to bed rest for the week but he kept sneaking out of it. Work had let me have time off to make sure he's normal, but I still did a lot from home.

When Rose had suggested this idea I had laughed in her face. Then she explained she was a tired mother and needed to live vicariously through me. That made it more weird but she had already paid for it in my size. The nurse costume hid very little. The red and white fabric was barely there. The skirt just covered my ass, the corset shoving my boobs to my chin. I put on the hat and red stockings to match and grabbed the stethoscope - the only thing on my costume borrowed from Edward's stuff when he wasn't looking. I'm sure he'd forgive me.

As I creeped into his room noticing him standing by the window looking out at the city below.

"What are you doing?" I throw open the door.

He jumps slightly turning to look at me. At first he looks busted but then his expression changes to one of lust, a large smile spreading across his face. The one I had missed so incredibly much.

"Lie down now," I point to the bed.

"Where did you steal my stethoscope from?" he moves slowly to the bed.

"Did I say you could ask questions?" I cross my arms.

"This is literally every fantasy I've ever had come true," he leans back into the pillows grinning.

"Shush," I grin moving to the bed.

He smirks as I press my hand to his forehead, leaning so my cleavage is in his face. His hands reach out to grab my hips. Before I can stop him he's pulling me down onto the bed beside him. So much for being in control.

"No," I laugh, "I'm meant to be dominant."

"You are," he pulls me into his body as he lies on his side, "but you can't expect me to behave when you're dressed like this."

He unwraps the stethoscope from around my neck and throws it behind him to the floor, his hands begin to push up my shirt. They stop when they find skin instead of panties.

"Fuck," he closes his eyes, "did I die? Cause I'm in heaven."

Laughing I push him back climbing on top of him, straddling his waist.

"I'm your nurse and I'm taking care of you," I let his hands explore as I speak, "you can't do too much but I can help."

"It's so hard to not throw you onto this bed," he growls, "if my body was up to it you'd be screaming."

"You'll make me scream like this," I bring his hands to a zipper at my busy, "pull."

I don't need to tell him twice. He tugs on the piece of metal, prying it open and slipping the fabric down my shoulders. He tries to sit up to bury his face into my naked chest, but I push him back.

"Don't you get the purpose of this. I'm coming to you," I lean forward.

As his hands come up to get what his mouth can't I move, grinding back into his very happy, hard cock.

Once I'm satisfied he has had enough, which he argues he hasn't, I undress him as quickly as I can. We have both been starved of this. I pull off the rest of my costume with as much haste.

With no time to waste I skip foreplay and climb on top of him, sinking down onto him. He moans out, eyes tightly shut.

"Like that?" I smile.

"Holy shit," he looks down at where we're connected.

His hands grip my thighs, tugging at my stockings as I begin to bounce carefully. He watches me entranced, thoroughly enjoying the show I'm putting on.

"Oh god," he groans.

Every noise I hear him make shows me he missed it as much as I did. Maybe even more.

"Go faster baby. Don't worry about hurting me, I'm fine," he moves his hands to my hips.

He takes back the control guiding me to slide down deeper and quicker. We're both a mess of moans.

One of his hands finds my clit, playing with the sensitive nerve as I give him my all. Making love the way we had wanted for weeks, even if one of us had been unconscious.

"Come," he instructs, "show me you love me by coming for me."

Leaning forward I press my chest against his, thrusting back deep and slow. He looks into my eyes smiling.

"I love you," he whispers.

"I love you more," I mutter out.

He chuckles wrapping his arm around my back, holding me tightly against him. Getting some strength he places his feet on the mattress and thrusts up into me. Our skin slaps as he brings me to my orgasm and then his. I bury my head in his neck, snuggling close.

"Never again will I take this for granted. I'm treasuring each second in your arms," I whisper.

"Me too," he kisses my head.

Forward was finally an exciting place to look. I'd never let him not be there. It was only and always going to be him.

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