(w)riteofpassion
Chapter 35

BPOV

I shut down the alarm quickly, trying not to wake Edward. It was too fucking early, especially since we had a party tonight at Alice and Jasper's.

Tonight was the night, I smiled to myself.

New Year's Eve.

Edward's arm reached over, pulling me into him. His eyes fluttered open, bright greens staring into my soul.

"What the fuck are you doing?" He groaned, slipping a hand around my waist, moving, cupping one of my breasts. I wanted to stay in bed with him, but I had an appointment.

I turned around in his arms, enjoying how cute he looked when he just woke up.

"I have somewhere I have to be." I said, cryptically. He wasn't buying it.

"Yeah, you do." He pressed his erection into my stomach. It was impossible to escape now. This man was insatiable.

"You're a sex addict." I laughed, trying to shove him away from me.

"Takes one to know one." Edward winked, moving closer, lips on my collar bone, draggin the sheet off my body.

I moaned when he slipped a hand between my legs, knowing exactly he'd make me forget about my plans as his fingers ignited the fire inside me.

His rythm was lazy and slow, typical for our morning sex as his tongue and thumb played with my nipples. Within seconds, he had me right where he wanted me.

I wiggled around, his fingers losing grip, letting me go and grind my ass against his dick. Edward groaned, his greedy fingers all over me again as I reached behind me, stroking him eagerly before guiding his cock inside of me. I moaned, my pussy still sensitive from last night.

"Fuck yes," he breathed into my hair, his hand on my tit, his hips moving magically slow, more gentle in the mornings.

I pushed my ass into him with every thrust, enjoying feeling Edward's naked chest against my back and his moans in my ear. His hand searched for mine, leading it down to my clit.

"Touch yourself, baby." He grunted. I knew he was close, I could tell by the way he held himself back, slowing down. I felt his dick move in and out of me, squeezing my fingers around him as he eased out.

"Keep doing that and I won't be able to keep it together." He laughed, his voice vibrating against my bare back.

I circled my clit, my breathing increased, the combination of both Edward's cock and my fingers together mind-numbing.

"Ah, yes. Yes, keep doing that." I moaned as he hit a different spot, deep inside me.

My heartbeat thundered in my chest, fingers moving faster as I felt my orgasm approach and I grew tighter around him.

"Hmm, yeah. Come for me baby, I want to feel you come around my dick." He whispered in my ear.

I could feel myself soar high, body burning up and our bodies sweaty.

"Oh my fuck-" I uttered, feeling my muscles spasm, Edward's grip on my hip tightening as he came as well.

"Great timing, Enchantress." He laughed.

"Good morning to you, too." I smiled, relaxing against his chest. I glanced at the clock and groaned.

"Where the hell are you off to?" Edward asked, reaching for his phone that was plugged into the charger. "Bella, it's eight in the morning. It's a holiday. The party's not until tonight and I'm sure Alice doesn't need your help. She's been planning this for literal months." Edward whined.

"Right now I'm going to take a shower." I smiled, throwing him a kiss. I left the sheet crumpled up on my side of the bed.

"Mind if I join you?" He asked me, sitting up on the bed, the sheet around his waist.

"I do actually, cause that means I'll never be able to leave this house."

Edward pouted.

"Baby, where are you going?" He pressed.

"Just picking something up for Alice." He rolled his eyes, smiling. "I promised, but I'll be back soon. Get some more sleep." I said, grabbing a pair of panties out of my underwear drawer.

"Nah, you successfully woke me up." He winked. "I think I'm going to game for a bit, catch up with the guys online." I nodded, walking off to the bathroom.

When I pulled up my jeans I could hear Edward rummage around in the kitchen, so I quickly put on some mascara and ran a brush through my hair. I'd get ready before the party, I thought.

"Coffee?" Edward asked, filling up two mugs.

"Hmm, thanks. See, this is why I love you. Morning sex and coffee. What more could a girl ask for?" I sipped my coffee, in dire need of caffeine.

"And here I thought it was because of my great personality," he joked.

"I'm here for the whole package," I said, pecking him on the lips.

I left the house, leaving Edward on the couch in his boxers, powering up the PlayStation as he finished his coffee.

I felt a little nervous entering the luxurious jewelry store in Beverly Hills. Traffic was awful today, seeing as it was New Year's Eve day and a lot of people seemed to be out on the hunt for gifts. Like I was, except I had a plan. In the middle of December, I called the store, asking them if it would be possible to buy something engraved. The man on the phone was incredibly friendly and announced that it was practically a standard thing for them. I told him about my idea, what I wanted and I could go in the next day, trying to dress up a little so they wouldn't throw me out.

"Hi, I'm Isabella. I think we spoke on the phone yesterday." I greeted the man in the tailored suit behind the counter. He smiled at me with kind, brown eyes, the diamonds in the timepiece on his wrist catching the light beautifully. I figured my full name would sound a little more sophisticated.

Since I moved in with Edward, I'd secretly been saving up. I sold a lot of clothes that were designer, and I also got rid of all my furniture from my apartment, giving me a decent amount of money to work with.

"Miss Swan, wasn't it? My name is Oliver. Please, sit." Oliver led me to the beautiful mahogany desk on the right side of the store. I was the only one there.

He shuffled around the cabinets in the back, a keychain full of little keys dangling from his hand when he returned with two boxes in his hands.

"I believe you asked for this particular piece, no?" Oliver opened up the leather, square box, revealing black steel and leather. I could feel my eyes widen. It looked so much better in person than on their website.

"Oh wow," I breathed. "It's gorgeous." I smiled at Oliver.

"As a watch collector myself, I can say this is a very sturdy and beautiful piece. It's rugged and sophisticated all in one. As for the brand, Omega is top-notch. He will enjoy this timepiece for many, many years." I nodded. I was about to spend five thousand dollars on a watch and a bracelet. I swallowed, hard. I'd never done this before, but I wanted it to be perfect. For him.

"Miss Swan!" Oliver greeted me, dressed in coal grey and a maroon tie. Ready for the holiday.

"Good morning," I smiled, a little nervous still.

"As promised, I've put it aside for you. I engraved it myself, so I hope it's up to your standards, Miss Swan." Oliver smiled, motioning for me to enter the little office corner in the back.

"Call me Bella, please." I was about to hand over five grand to the man. We might as well be on a first-name basis.

"Sit, please. Coffee, Bella?" He asked, hands on the velours desk chair on his side of the desk.

"That would be wonderful." Oliver walked over to the back where he pushed a few buttons on a chromed-out Italian espresso maker. The smell of ground beans wafted through the air.

The sleeve of Oliver's suit jacket crept up, revealing the incredible Rolex on his left wrist. Gold and diamonds. I stared at the coffee cup, white china, the store's logo cocoa-powdered into the cream layer. Almost too pretty to drink.

"Let me retrieve the order for you." Oliver smiled, his dark blond hair gleaming in the overhead lighting. I guessed he was in his fifties, but it was hard to tell since he took such great care of himself.

He put the shiny tray lined with velvet down on the mahogany desk, my two items staring back at me.

I could buy a used car with that kind of money.

I sipped from the coffee. It tasted amazing, nothing compared to Starbucks.

"Wow." I breathed.

"It's a wonderful piece, I agree. Plus, the bracelet you chose will look stunning with it." Oliver's finger traced the leather of the bracelet.

"I know I said I wanted it to be a decoy present, but it looks so good." I laughed. Oliver was in on my plan, and he thought it was the greatest thing he'd heard in years. He was used to men buying their girls diamond rings, but never had he gotten a female client who wanted to buy her man a watch to propose with. He thought it was adorable.

"I told you, Bella, men like pretty things as well. We just hide it a little better." He winked at me.

I inspected the engraved calligraphy on the back of the watchface, my heart beating a tad faster.

Time is never wasted with you.

"I love it." I looked up, biting the inside of my cheek.

"He'll love it just as much."

I walked out the store forty minutes later, enjoying my coffee while Oliver packed up my gifts. He wrapped them immaculately, red velvet bow and all. I was glad I brought my big handbag, the boxes were far larger than I'd anticipated and I couldn't risk Edward seeing them before tonight.